Chapter Twenty-Seven: One Drop, Two Drops, Three or Four Drops of Blood in the Heart......
Xiao Bai grabbed the sleeve of Yan Qingge's sleeve and circled around.
The three Assassins were so embarrassed to see them like this.
Nakabu yelled, "Fuck, are you guys kidding us? Lao Tzu persuaded you kindly, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame us for being polite. ”
"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's just right, this king doesn't plan to be polite to you."
As soon as Murong Yixuan's words fell, the chests of the two assassins were pierced by sharp blades.
They looked down at the bloody hole in their chests, and they didn't even have the ability to look back and see who had killed them.
The moment the blade was drawn, it fell to the ground and stared at Murong Yixuan with a twitch.
They looked at the last person blocking the way out, and although Murong Yixuan looked at him, he didn't pay attention to him at all.
He said: "If you want to buy the lives of this king's wife and children for five hundred gold, do you look down on them or look down on this king?" ”
"King? You, you're ......"
Murong Yixuan didn't answer, he grabbed Yan Qingge's hand and said, "This king left you with your life, go back and tell your master, if you want this king to hand over their lives, you must first pay a relative price, and this king will consider it."
For example, the lives of his nine clans! ”
Yan Qingge's heart was lifted.
The lives of the Nine Clans!
Which famous family in the imperial capital is not a hundred-hundred-year-old person.
Up and down the nine clans, a thousand lives are not an exaggeration.
Even if she wanted to find a banquet for revenge, she never wanted to destroy the whole family.
Is Murong Yixuan so domineering because she is usually so domineering, or is it really because she and Xiaobai are so arrogant......
After the assassin was packed and taken away by the secret guards, Murong Yixuan said, "It's time for you to explain, why did you appear here?" Are you stalking me? ”
Yan Qingge picked up Yan Xiaobai and stuffed it into his arms.
Murong Yixuan, who was still murderous a second ago, immediately looked at her in horror.
There are two words written in his eyes: What's the matter......
The first time he held a child, he held his own son.
If you think about it carefully, it seems to be a matter of course, but he missed all the first four years of the banquet for Xiaobai, and now it feels amazing to hold him.
In order to prevent himself from falling, Xiaobai also obediently hugged his neck.
But this move was understood by Murong Yixuan as being close to him.
Sure enough, it's his son, and blood is everything!
Yan Qingge smiled: "Originally, I just came out to tell you about today's incident, but when I met a few people who were not long-sighted, I took my son and wanted you to solve it by the way." ”
"What are you going to do if I come out a little later? Such an alley was blocked by four people, and the odds of winning were any of them? ”
"I just need to figure out when you're showing up, and your people keep an eye on me, what can happen to me."
The Dark Guard really wanted to keep his head on the ground.
The future hostess poked their shortcomings in front of the master, and she didn't slap them in the face like this!
"Everything you say makes sense."
"Pretty Daddy."
Xiao Bai picked up the meat skewer with a trembling hand, and his arm was already weak.
Murong Yixuan took it and said, "Give it to me?" ”
"Uh-huh, for you!"
When a rare warm spring appeared in Murong Yixuan's heart, Xiaobai said solemnly: "My mother said that my beautiful father may be in a bad mood after helping us beat away the bad guys, just eat some delicious bribes, this barbecue salmon, beautiful father remember to pay my mother's kiss, she likes money very much." ”
"Ahem!" Yan Qingge interrupted him and smiled: "I'm not picking, it's saving!" ”
Murong Yixuan was speechless.
was asked for three cents by his son and wife, and no one would believe this kind of thing.
He took out his sleeves and pockets for a long time, and took the smallest five taels of silver.
"There's no copper plate, is this okay?"
"Okay!"
Murong Yixuan dared to give it, and she dared to accept it when she feasted lightly.
After winning five taels of silver, Yan Qingge smiled and said: "This silver is even if it is an engagement token for the two of us, and I have already replied to the Queen Mother that the marriage will be held as promised, and then His Royal Highness should prepare a bride price." Not to mention much, this number should be prepared. ”
She shook her slender hand.
In addition to the eight sedan chairs and the things on the scene, some of the regular bride price and five thousand taels of silver are still to be added.
When a large family gets married, in addition to the things given by their parents, they also have to prepare a part of it.
Yan Qingge knew that her reputation was rotten, and she and Murong Yixuan had agreed in advance about mutual benefit, and she didn't ask for too much, as long as she had a good face.
He thought thoughtfully, stretched out his hand and compared it to eight.
"I originally wanted to give you this number, but you lowered it for me, and it seems that the eldest lady is not so greedy for money."
"I don't care so much about a little money, I get it on the big right and wrong. Your Highness told me before he was ready to make an appointment, and I was well prepared. ”
"Yes."
"It's not early today, I'll say goodbye first, Xiaobai."
Yan Xiaobai slipped off his body, ran to Bai Xiaonuan's side, and skillfully climbed onto her back.
Yan Qingge dragged his little, hummed a little song, and walked in the direction of Mu Wangfu.
The dark guard walked up to his mother Murong Yixuan and said, "Master, Madam is really strange, her style today is not at all like before." ”
"Oh? How was it before? ”
"According to the observation of her subordinates, Mrs. still likes money very much, and she is very familiar with the way to make money on weekdays, and she tries to infiltrate all walks of life as long as she can make money, but why did she take the initiative to reduce the dowry today? It's unlikely that I feel sorry for my master. ”
Murong Yixuan looked back coldly, and the dark guard realized that he had said something wrong, so he immediately smiled and said, "Madame may have thought that the money given to the past might be swallowed up by the banquet, so she specially reminded us to reduce it." ”
"Really?"
He didn't think that the dowry given to her would be snatched away by the feast.
It would be good if she didn't take advantage of this big wedding to let the banquet family shed her skin.
Murong Yixuan couldn't guess her thoughts, and if she couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't want to.
"Anyway, this king has already prepared 80,000 taels for her, and since she cut it into 50,000 taels, then it depends on her. It is said that women attach great importance to dowries and dowries, and she seems to be quite special. ”
"Ahh
Yan Qingge sneezed loudly, Xiaobai took out a tissue paper from his small pocket and handed it to her and said, "Mother's cold?" ”
"No, but I suddenly felt so strange, as if I felt a faint pain in my heart."
"Which one hurts? Stuffy, or flustered? Need me to show you? ”
Yan Qingge was hit hard and almost died, and the damage to his body after all these years of running around is not small, and his chest occasionally hurts a little.
As soon as she felt uncomfortable, Xiaobai was very worried.
But this time, Yan Qingge felt that it was different from the previous feeling.
"I'm obviously not uncomfortable, but there is an inexplicable pain that I can't describe."
"What kind of pain?"
"It's the kind of ...... that the heart is dripping blood"