Rong Qingshu didn't seem surprised by this, "I know that the infighting in the Rong family is a secret operation by Yu Muchen, and the second brother is also willing to become the head of the puppet family for Yu Muchen to drive." ”

"His purpose has never been only to the Rong family, but also to put you to death to avenge the revenge of the year. Thinking of my brother and sister, I tried my best to treat my leg yesterday, I advise you, it's best not to go back to Beijing. Otherwise, he won't let you go. ”

Rong Yanlang's eyes flashed with an unclear emotion.

"Second brother really thinks that I will be the same as before, I have no ability to fight him, so I can only forbear and retreat everywhere? I still think that I can only be like the second brother, obeying him in order to save my life. ”

Rong Yanlang was so angry by Rong Qing's words that he almost vomited blood, but he still held back his temper and said: "I'm going to say it all here, as for whether you are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Rong Qingshu lay lazily on the couch, his hands pillowed behind his head, and hung Erlang's legs, "Second brother, rest assured, Qingshu is hard, even if he dies unfortunately, it is expected that the Yama Palace will not dare to accept my soul." ”

Rong Yanlang muttered: "The scourge is a thousand years old. ”

Rong Qingshu agreed, "What the second brother said seems to have some truth. After all, Yu Muchen can still do whatever he wants now. ”

When Rong Yanlang heard this, his expression became a little gloomy, "Zhao Hai and Yu Muchen have always been in contact, and now that you have locked him up, Yu Muchen will not receive his report, and there will be the next move soon." ”

"The second brother knows that his cooperation with Yu Muchen is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger, why don't you break off the relationship with him as soon as possible." She always felt that the relationship between Rong Yanlang and Yu Muchen was not as simple as he said.

"No one in Beijing knows that I have a deep friendship with His Royal Highness King Chen, and you don't want to sow discord." In an instant, Rong Yanlang became like a cannon battle at one point, and he brushed his sleeves away angrily.

"It's a void of heart." Rong Qingshu stared thoughtfully at the figure.

As soon as Rong Yanlang left with his front foot, Huolan came in with his back foot, "Master, after you gave Lang Gongzi a needle, his attitude towards his master seems to have become a little less angry." Just like just now, although he looked angry, his eyes were a little evasive. ”

"If it weren't for that accident, he would have been a famous general by now. Now, there is hope that his ambition will be realized, and he will naturally be a little less angry. ”

"But Huolan thinks it's more than that, Lang Gongzi seems to have something to hide from us."

Rong Qingshu's eyes suddenly became distant and profound, and he muttered to himself: "Second brother thinks that Yu Muchen is too simple. ”

Huolan didn't hear Rong Qingshu's words clearly, nor did she speak, but just silently accompanied her.

"Huolan, you go and entertain Zhao Hai and Piao'er well, and see if you can say anything. Also, I drugged Piao'er yesterday, which can make people unconscious for a day, but she only woke up in half an hour, and her martial arts skills must not be low, you remember to be careful. ”

Huolan nodded, and then retreated, and Rong Qingshu also went to Rong Yanqian's courtyard, stayed for a day, and only came back in the evening.

Thinking of Rong Yanqian's injury, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. But there has been no news from Huolan's side so far, "It's really hard-mouthed, I'll meet them in person!" ”

Before Rong Qingshu could get up, he heard a familiar voice from behind him.

"Tut-tut, I'm so short-tempered, and I'm not afraid of getting angry." A light blue figure flashed through the half-hidden lattice window.

"Why are you here?" Rong Qingshu saw Gong Xiangchen, who was supposed to go to Bilemon Mountain, but at this time, he went and returned, without a trace of surprise.

Gong Xiangchen shook the folding fan and sat on the window leisurely, "Huolan sent me a letter saying that you took medicine to forcibly restore your internal strength for the sake of Rong Yanlang. Her practice is in conflict with you, and she can't give you the exercise of pranayama. When I received the letter, I rushed to it. ”

Rong Qing stroked his forehead and sighed, "My Huolan is about to become your person now, and I have told you all the trivial things." But you're not reliable, and you're only going to make trouble for me. ”

"Rong Qingshu, I am tired of a BMW all the way for you, you don't have the slightest expression, it's okay, you still dislike me so much. You woman, you are really ruthless, I knew that my son would not come. As soon as Gong Xiangchenfu took off his robe and sat opposite Rong Qingshu, he gushed about accusing Rong Qingshu.

"Chen Gongzi came here tirelessly for the sake of the little woman, and the little woman had nothing to repay but ......"

"Rong Qingshu, stop, stop, don't say anything to this son, I promise to be a person, my son will not be blessed." The purple Xuanyu folding fan in Gong Xiangchen's hand was horizontal in front of Rong Qingshu, preventing her from breaking out of her mouth.

He said that he couldn't be relieved by Rong Qing, otherwise he would die.

"Gong Xiangchen, I found that your ability to be amorous can be described as the pinnacle and perfect. The person I admire, but the hero of the world like the dragon and the phoenix, will not be a crooked melon and cracked date like you. Rong Qingshu slammed the tea he had just poured out in front of Gong Xiangchen, and most of the fragrant tea was spilled out.

"Cut, just a cup of tea and want to thank Ben Gongzi? It's a lot of stinginess, but it's better than making a promise or something. Gong Xiangchen picked up the cup of tea that was left and drank it all, then pushed the teacup in front of Rong Qingshu again.

Rong Qingshu didn't say much, and added tea to Gong Xiangchen.

After Gong Xiangchen drank a few cups of tea in succession, he shook the folding fan in his hand and said quite satisfied:

"Come again!"

"The teapot is empty." Rong Qingshu raised the teapot and shook it in front of Gong Xiangchen.

"Although the intention is still unfinished, so, it can only be done." After a pause, he looked at Rong Qingshu and asked, "Go to the couch and cross your knees, I'll give you luck breathing." ”

"Okay."

Gong Xiangchen sat cross-legged behind Rong Qingshu, his fingers moved slightly, and the folding fan was put away.

"Why is it so badly consumed, if you take medicine again next time and forcibly perform luck, you will definitely die."

In Rong Qingshu's tone, he was still the same as before, "At that time, the situation was urgent, if you don't do this, Qian'er will be folded in their hands, and there will be no next time." ”

"You don't want to die, it's me who tosses in the end. I warn you, next time you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for not saving me. Gong Xiangchen's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Don't worry, I'm still sorry for my life." Rong Qingshu clearly felt that there was a warm current flowing from all the limbs, which made her extremely comfortable.

"Spare your life? You say that others are pretty much the same. After Gong Xiangchen finished his work, he unceremoniously knocked Rong Qingshu on the head with a folding fan.