Chapter 8: Invitations Assassins

Murong Qing interceded for Han, and Han said thank you, but in his heart, he scolded Murong Qing countless times.

"Qing'er, it was all your mother's fault before, you have suffered for so many years, can you forgive your mother?" Han walked in front of Murong Qing, lowered his posture and said softly.

"Mother, it is very unintentional that you have been running the huge General's Mansion alone for so many years, and it is inevitable that you will be negligent." Murong Qing replied even more respectfully.

Han and Murong Qing reconciled as before, whether it was sincere or false, they were always passable on the surface.

Murong Hong saw that his family's affairs were settled, and now it was time to say that the immeasurable Dao was long, when he thought of this, he had a headache, and every time he asked, he led to a lot of things, and he asked twice in a row, and now he saw the immeasurable Dao chief making him, a majestic general, stunned.

“……”

"This ...... What's going on with the burns of the Taoist chief! Murong Hong pointed to the immeasurable Dao chief lying on the ground with his finger for a long time before he asked this sentence.

"Back to my father, this Taoist chief burned his daughter's hair with fire when he was doing it, and his daughter ...... in a hurry."

"Is there such a thing? It's really unreasonable, drag this miscellaneous old way out and cut it! Murong Hong didn't wait for Murong Qing to finish speaking, and directly sprinkled all the anger that had nowhere to vent on the body of the immeasurable Dao Master.

"No!"

"If this ridiculous thing happens in our house in the future, don't blame General Ben for being unsympathetic." Murong Hong warned everyone angrily.

"No!"

General, this time the concubine is abrupt, and this kind of thing will never happen again in the future, so the concubine will ask someone to vacate the Yilan Courtyard for the third lady. Han Shi said with an embarrassed laugh.

"Hmm!"

Murong Hong nodded with a calm face, and the Han clan hurriedly withdrew from the hall when she saw this, the kind of coercion made her feel breathless.

"Qing'er, come here, let my father see if you're hurt." Murong Hong calmed down his anger and beckoned to Murong Qing softly.

"Father, my hair is burned a little, and nothing else hurts." Murong Qing stepped forward with a smile, let Murong Hong look at his burnt wisps of green silk and said.

"Look at it, it's all burned like this and you say it's okay, you said that one of your daughters' family is going to be looked at by outsiders!" Murong Hong pretended to be angry and had a calm face, but his eyes showed love.

"Go back and let Fleur help me comb my hair and hide it, and I'll be fine!" Murong Qing said with a chuckle.

"Can it really work?" Murong Hong looked at Furong with interrogating eyes.

"Don't worry, general, I'll help the young lady comb a hairstyle that is both beautiful and can hide this strand of hair when I go back." Seeing Murong Hong looking at her, Furong hurriedly stepped forward and saluted and said.

"Hmm!"

"Qing'er, you see you're thin, hey...... Your mother left early, and your father was away from home all year round, making you suffer. Murong Hong sighed lightly, and there was guilt in his eyes.

"Father, please mourn the deceased!" Murong Qing looked at the majestic general, revealing such a tender side, and felt inexplicably sour in her heart.

She laughed at herself in her heart: If this were in her previous life, she might not have felt this way! Could it be that he inherited the emotions of the original owner after being reborn?

"General, the prince sent someone to send an invitation, inviting the general and his wife to go to the banquet tomorrow, saying that he wanted to pick up the wind and wash the dust for the general!" At this time, the housekeeper Liu Zhong walked in with a big red invitation card and handed it to Murong Hong.

Murong Hong hesitantly took the invitation, and felt extremely heavy in his hand, how could he not understand what the prince meant, and it was because of this that he felt that this meal was not delicious.

He didn't want to get involved in any partisan disputes in the imperial court, but he had to go, and the mother family of the Han family was a relative of the prime minister of the court, and the prime minister was the so-called princeling.

The complexity in Murong Hong's heart was all seen in Murong Qing's eyes, and she also sighed softly in her heart, the last life was a shopping mall, and this life is officialdom.

"Father is making it difficult to go to the banquet!" Murong Qing asked in a tentative tone.

"Yes! This matter in the court is too complicated, and if you don't get it right, you will be crushed! Murong Hong sighed.

"Father has not been in Beijing for many years, it doesn't hurt to go and see!" Murong Qing said with a chuckle.

Murong Hong looked at Murong Qing with a slight startle, in fact, he thought so too, but the difference between him was that Murong Qing was so young, and he was able to go with him, which made him very impressed with Murong Qing.

"Qing'er, accompany your father to the banquet tomorrow!" Murong Hong then suddenly realized that her daughter had grown up and could understand his mind.

"Good!" Murong Qing smiled lightly and nodded.

The general came back and used thunderous means to completely rectify the chaotic general's mansion, and the house slaves up and down the mansion were reined in a lot.

Murong Qing also moved back to the courtyard full of memories of the original owner, seeing things and thinking about people, everything here has the good memories of the original owner.

The night was dark, but Murong Qing was completely sleepy, and Furong reminded her several times that she was indifferent, and the memory of the original owner's disappearance slowly emerged, as if everything happened yesterday.

"Miss, let's rest early, I have to get up early tomorrow!" Furong made the bed and whispered in Murong Qing's ear.

"Fleur, you go to sleep first, I'll sit for a while!" Murong Qing said with some amazement.

"Is there anything unhappy about Miss?" Fleur asked, confused.

"It's nothing, it's just that I remembered some things from the past and felt a little sad!" Murong Qing lowered her eyelids to hide the strangeness that crossed her eyes.

"Miss...... You...... Remembered the past? Fleur asked with some surprise and excitement.

"Hmmm! Just a little bit! Murong Qing looked at this little girl, as if the softness in her heart had been touched.

"Fleur, go to sleep, I'll ...... in the meeting."

Before Murong Qing's words were finished, there was a small sound and a soaring murderous aura from the roof, the voice was very small Murong Qing also felt the killing intent before becoming vigilant, her soft gaze instantly became sharp, and two terrifying killing intent burst out of her beautiful eyes.

"Little ...... Miss ......" Furong trembled with fear from Murong Qing's gaze, she didn't know why Murong Qing had suddenly changed so much.

"Fleur, you hide first, I won't let you come out, you must not come out." Murong Qing said with a calm face.

"Miss......"

Before Furong could finish speaking, Murong Qing pushed her into the inner room, and at the same time, several black-clothed people rushed into the house outside the house.

"Who are you?" Murong Qing asked in a deep voice.

"Hand over the God of Wealth and spare you from death!" The man in black at the head did not answer.

"Humph! The God of Wealth Decree is on me, if you have the ability, you can get it yourself! Murong Qing snorted coldly.

"Up!"

The black-clothed man led by him waved his hand, and several other black-clothed people raised their knives and rushed towards Murong Qing.

Murong Qing dodged the knife of the leader, raised his leg and kicked at the calf of another person, and the person stumbled forward, and when Murong Qing stood firmly, he aimed it at his calf again.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Qing took a step back, grabbed the hand of a black man behind him with a knife and put it on his shoulder.

"Click!"

The arm of the man in black was broken by Murong Qing, to say that this man is also a man, so painful and stunned, he didn't make a sound, Murong Qing turned around and punched the throat of a man in black, and his movements were coherent without any mud and water.

"Click!"

The black-clothed man's Adam's apple was directly shattered by Murong Qing's punch, and he fell to the ground with a "poof" and twitched a few times without moving, and at the same time, a man in black behind her swung a knife at her, Murong Qing turned around and dodged a flirtatious kick.

"Bang!"

The black man directly clamped his legs with the tip of the knife to protect his crotch with one hand, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his face, looking at Murong Qing viciously.

Presumably, the man in black is also the first time to meet this kind of person, who is not good to fight there, how can she, a woman who has not left the cabinet, get off her feet?

The other blacks were stunned when they saw Murong Qing's style of play, this style of play was ...... Their eyes became strange when they looked at Murong Qing.

The black-clothed man led by him was stunned, and then swung his knife again and slashed at Murong Qing with the others.

Murong Qing flashed left and right, waiting for an opportunity to make a move, and the man in black couldn't figure out Murong Qing's routine of making a move, and he was helpless against her for a while, but after a long time, the man in black took advantage of the large number of people.

Murong Qing was in a hurry to dodge and was cut on the arm by the long knife of one of the men in black, just when they thought that Murong Qing couldn't parry, but Murong Qing turned his eyes scarlet, which frightened several men in black to take a step back.

They all shuddered, and the man in black led by him had even the intention of retreating, he looked at several other men in black, and several men in black also looked at him and nodded in unison, rushing towards Murong Qing again.

This time, they were retreating, and the offensive moves were also false and real, but Murong Qing showed no mercy to his subordinates, and he flashed behind the oncoming black-clothed man, and the jade hand slashed across the back of his neck and directly grabbed the black-clothed man's spine with a knife.

"Click!"

The black-clothed man's spine was snapped by Murong Qing, and the black-clothed man's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with an incredible look on his face.

The other people in black were stunned, if they wanted to say that the previous way of fighting made them feel tricky, then this kind of fight was simply terrifying, and no one had ever seen anyone kill people in this way.

Just when the man in black was stunned, Murong Qing shot again, stepped in front of one of the men in black, crossed his hands and retreated, and hit the root of the man in black's ear.

"Bang!"

The man in black felt a flower in front of him, his ears buzzed, as if something warm slipped out of his ears, his legs were weak and dizzy, and he fell directly to the ground.

"Ahh

The black-clothed man at the head let out a low exclamation, his eyes widened as he watched Murong's pupils shrink rapidly, as if he had seen some terrible monster, and he couldn't help but retreat under his feet.

"Do you want to leave when you see me like this?" Murong Qing's voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows, as if it were eerie and terrifying.

Hearing Murong Qing's words, they retreated faster, a fish jumped open the window behind him and landed in the courtyard, flew up to the upper room and disappeared into the dark night, and when Murong Qing chased out, they were already gone.

"Miss, Miss!" Fleur heard that there was no fighting outside, and hurriedly ran out of the back room.

"Ahh Miss, you're injured, slave maid is going to get medicine! When Furong's eyes fell on Murong Qing's injured arm, she hurriedly looked at it nervously and said anxiously.

"Fleur, don't say a word about tonight, whether you see or hear." Just as Furong turned around, Murong Qing grabbed her and said in a cold tone.

"Little ...... Miss, slave ...... The slave knows! Furong was frightened by Murong Qingsen's cold tone and murderous eyes, and her little face turned pale and nodded like pounding garlic.

"Go ahead! Give me those wound medicines, and tell my father by the way! Murong Qing said in a soft tone.

"No! Slave and maid, go now! ”

Furong exhaled a long breath as if she had fled, and she wondered why those people wanted to kill Miss, and what did they and Miss ask for?

The few black-clothed people who escaped ran out a long way before they breathed a sigh of relief, it was really scary just now, how can someone's eyes turn red, she ...... It's not human, a few black-clothed people thought with palpitations.

"Who are you? Who told you to kill her? ”

Just when a few people in black thought that they were fine, a magnetic man's voice came from behind them, the voice was beautiful but with murderous intent.

"Who are you?" The men in black all quickly turned around and looked at the people who came.

This person, whose upper body is hidden in the dark, only the white clothes and white boots of the lower half of his body are exposed, and there is a man in black who is also hidden in the darkness with his upper body.

"If you don't say it, you don't need to say it, don't leave a single one!" The man didn't answer, and commanded the man in black beside him.

"No!"

The man in black drew the long sword at his waist and slowly walked towards the men in black.