"Carry Miss Muxi's body back to Wanfu."

Wan Yang knelt on the ground for a long time, and after he got up, he only said a word, and then turned around and left the bottom of the cliff.

Zhi Xuan looked at Wan Yang's lonely and emaciated back, waved his hand and let people carry away the female corpse, and on the way back to Wanfu, Wan Yang never said a word, just looked down at the road under his feet.

"Master, what are we going to do now?"

"Take care of Mu Qian's death."

"What about the people in the cabinet? The brothers all said that the man had a little bit of work last night, and I was afraid that he would become a stumbling block for us. ”

Wan Yang's footsteps stopped for a moment, and then said: "That person will be caught sooner or later, and now Mu Qian's future is important."

"Young lady, how to explain?"

"Zhexuan, you have too many questions, these are not things you need to care about."

"Master, where are you still as sharp and decisive as before? Miss Mousse is gone, what does it have to do with you? ”

When Wan Yang heard Zhi Xuan say this, the anger in his heart rose up, and his right hand pulled out a long sword from his waist and put it on Zhi Xuan's neck.

"What? Now even you are going to teach me a lesson! ”

Zhi Xuan looked at Wan Yang with firm eyes and said, "My subordinates don't dare, they just tell the truth."

"Don't you dare? I see you can do anything! ”

The subordinates dared to ask, what happened to the master? Why can a mousse make you like this? ”

Wan Yang's hand holding the sword used a little strength: "What is a Mu Qian?" She's my ......."

Before he finished speaking, a trace of confusion appeared in Wan Yang's eyes, and he muttered, "Mu Qian...... Who's ...... me?"

"Master, sober and sober, you are a family man!"

"But I don't like Murong, I married her for a purpose!"

The food box in Murong's hand fell to the ground, the words that Wan Yang said in his ears were still echoing, his eyes looked at Wan Yang not far away, and the corners of his mouth trembled uncontrollably.

"It turns out that Brother Wanyang married me for other reasons......"

The maid who was carrying her on the side supported the crumbling Murong, and looked at Wanyang with a panicked expression, just as Zhe Xuan also looked over, the maid hurriedly picked up the food box and helped Murong over.

"Young Master, Young Lady is here to bring you food."

Wan Yang turned his head and saw Murong's pale little face covered with tears, and guessed that he had heard what he said, so he directly bypassed Murong and went to the side.

Murong's hand moved, but he still didn't stretch out to stop Wan Yang, but just turned around and kept staring at Wan Yang's back, his eyes full of sadness.

"Young lady, it's cold outside, the slave will take you back."

"Okay, Zhexuan, you remember to remind Brother Wanyang to eat."

"Yes, young lady."

After speaking, the two turned around and were about to leave, but at this time, Murong's feet did not step steadily, his feet slipped, his body fell to the side crookedly, and he tore off the white cloth on the corpse.

"Ahh

Murong's face as he fell was facing the bloody head of the corpse, and he immediately let out a scream, and the whole person was frightened.

"This ...... This is...... Who is this? ”

The maid was also frightened, and she ran away with Murong in tow, neither of them dared to look at it again, Murong only felt that her legs were weak, and a heart in her chest seemed to pop out.

Zhen Xuan's face did not change his color, and he covered it with a white cloth, and walked towards Murong and the others, Murong and the maid trembled like a sieve, and their steps went straight back.

"Young lady don't have to be afraid, this is ...... Miss Mousse's body. ”

Wan Yang on the side saw it really clearly, Mu Qian's miserable situation was still heartbroken even if he watched it a few more times, he didn't know why.

"Mu ...... Sister? ”

Murong's eyes widened, and his gaze fell on the corpse covered with a white cloth, and there was disbelief in his eyes, and a touch of smugness flashed.

"It's Miss Musie, she didn't fall off a cliff last night."

"What is not a cliff? She is clearly being persecuted! ”

Wan Yang's angry words came from behind, and Murong listened's back stiffened, and his mind couldn't help but think of Wan Yang who was angry this morning.

"Young lady, let's go back first."

Murong nodded sluggishly, and the maid helped her to the place where the carriage was parked, and the melted snow was soft under her feet, wetting the upper of the two of them.

"Take the body back with you."

The maid's footsteps paused, and she remembered the miserable face just now, her heart beat like a drum, and the hand holding Murong's arm couldn't help but grab her arm.

"Xiaomei, you tap ......"

"Young lady, young master, let us take that corpse back to the house together."

Murong stood up straight, exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity and said, "Come with me with the corpse."

Wan Yang looked at the two people carrying the corpse, and asked them to follow behind Murong, and it would not be so difficult to go back with the carriage.

"Young lady, why did you agree to go back with that corpse?"

"Don't ask, go back to the carriage first."

Maybe even Murong herself didn't notice that her voice was trembling, and she was afraid, but she knew clearly in her heart that Wan Yang was testing her, and she had to calm down.

"Yes."

Wan Yang looked at Murong's back farther and farther away, Murong didn't guess wrong, he just wanted to test her, Wan Yang wanted to let her mess up.

Zhi Xuan has been following Wan Yang for three or five years, so he naturally knows very well what Wan Yang's intentions are.

"Master, Miss Mu Qian's body has also been brought back, shouldn't we go and arrest those people in the pavilion?"

"Let's go explore the road first, they walked in the southeast direction last night, and it seems that they went back to Jincheng City."

"Yes."

Murong and the maid got into the carriage, and the two outside also carried the corpse in, making the already small carriage even more crowded.

"Young lady, Miss Mu Qian will leave it to you, and the two of us still have something to do."

"Go ahead."

The curtain of the carriage was lowered, and the coachman, who was sitting outside, shouted and whipped the horse's buttocks, and the carriage staggered and walked away.

"Young lady, you two have to sit tight!"

The coachman's voice was shattered in the wind, and the carriage rushed across another road, stumbling on the small stones along the way, and Murong and the maid in the car were also miserable.

"Drive! Drive! Drive! ”

The carriage kept jolting, and the corpses covered with white cloth in the carriage also moved up and down, and Murong carefully put away his feet and sat on it with his knees hugged.

"Ahh Young lady! Cloth! Cloth...... Fell ......"

The maid covered her eyes and didn't dare to open them, her whole body curled up together, leaning on Murong tightly, and shouting in her mouth.

"Sit down, what do you shout...... Is it possible for her to stand up as a dead person? ”

Although Murong's words were so, her heart was also weak, after all, being in the same room with a corpse, anyone would be furious in their hearts.

"Young lady, I ...... Can I sit against you? ”

"Come on, we won't be afraid when we sit together."

The maid obediently rubbed inside, her body had not yet sat firmly, the body suddenly bumped, the white cloth on the corpse fell completely, and the face appeared in front of Murong's eyes again.

Murong looked at the two blood holes on the head, and he didn't dare to come out, the master and servant hugged each other, and shrank silently in the corner of the car.

Not long after, there was a sudden "click", and the wooden plank where the corpse was placed seemed to have fallen apart in the car because it had been in the snow for too long, and the corpse on it was crooked to the side.

"No, it's not Musie."

Murong stared at the bottom of the corpse's neck for a long time, and when he said such a sentence, the maid's back was cold, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Young lady, who will this corpse be?"

"I don't know who it is, but this corpse must not be Mu Qian."

"Why did the young lady say so absolutely?"

Murong who was holding his knees relaxed, squatted down in the bumpy car, and carefully began to look at the corpse in front of him.

"There is a red birthmark on the bottom of Mu Qian's neck, which is not on this person."

"Don't look at the young lady, aren't you afraid?"

"As long as it's not Mu Qian, I'm not afraid, what I'm afraid of is that slut looking for revenge on me."

The big stone in Murong's heart fell to the ground, she was really afraid that it was Mu Qian, but when she heard that Mu Qian was dead, she still had a trace of joy in her heart.

"Who the hell is this Musie? The young master values her so much. ”

Murong got up and sat back, raised his eyes to look at the maid and said, "Mu Qian is my poor sister, and Brother Wanyang doesn't value her, but just pity her!"

The maid frowned painfully, Murong's fingernails were fiercely embedded in her arms, her eyes were full of cruelty, and there was a trace of uneasiness in them.

"Yes, young lady, what you said is, young master...... Most valued ...... It's you. ”

Murong raised his hand and slapped Xiaomei's face, and the corners of his mouth curled: "You remember, don't say a word about what you heard and saw today, otherwise I will drive you out of Wanfu!"

Xiaomei is not afraid of the corpse under her feet, in her opinion, the current Murong Cai is the most terrifying, so she quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Murong heavily.

"Young lady, the slave must remember your words and not say a word."

"Kneel with that corpse for me! Don't get up until you don't get up! ”

"Yes......"

Xiaomei trembled and lay at Murong's feet, only a hand away from the corpse, she could even smell the smell of blood on the corpse, pouring into her nose one by one.

The carriage bumped less and less, Murong raised his hand and lifted the curtain on the side to take a look, and sure enough, because he entered Jincheng, the road was smooth.

"Mu Qian, since you didn't die this time, then I will make you regret jumping off the cliff this time and not dying!"

Xiaomei listened to the vicious words in Murong's mouth, and her lying body was even cooler, and the corpse on one side seemed to feel Xiaomei's fear, and she also trembled.

"Young lady, it's here, you can come down."

"Good. Xiaomei, you go to the mansion and find a few people to come over and carry this corpse down. ”

"Yes."

Xiaomei dragged her numb legs and stumbled out of the carriage, called two family members from the mansion to come over, and carried the corpse back to the mansion.

Murong didn't have the panic at the bottom of the cliff before, and calmly got out of the carriage, and the body was parked in the backyard by the family, waiting for Wanyang to come back and dispose of it.

"Young lady, the mistress wants to see you."