After going down today, the Marquis of Zhongyong returned to the mansion and told the empty string what he had seen. It's a small thing, but it's a surprise.

They all knew that Rong Qi and Shang Yan Kun were grasshoppers on the same rope, but they were surprised when Shang Chao Rong Qi saw Shang Yan Kun appear, although his emotions were concealed very quickly, he was unintentionally glimpsed by the Marquis of Zhongyong, and he was in full view.

So it was talked about by the Marquis of Zhongyong as a talking point and empty strings.

The Marquis of Zhongyong vaguely felt that something was going on out of their sight.

He will always pay more attention to Rong Qi's affairs. The third prince participated in the assassination of his daughter-in-law, and the loyal and brave marquis will not forget; In addition, when Xiao Mingzhu was teary-eyed and told herself about the situation in her dream that day.

At that moment, the Marquis of Zhongyong made up his mind to pull the third prince Rong Qi off his horse and make him pay the price.

"Empty String ......" Marquis Zhongyong took a sip of Junshan silver needle, and his cold and cloudy eyes cast on the empty string standing beside him.

"Master Hou?"

The old man withdrew his gaze faintly, and then stared faintly at the rippling surface of the tea, "You say...... Is it not suitable for that position? ”

Kong Xian was surprised: "Master Hou, what do you mean ......!" ”

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On the other side, "Shang Yan Kun" was at ease and calmed Rong Qi.

Of course, Rong Qi still has a little bit of vigilant distrust of "Shang Yan Kun". As a reborn, he was cautious, and even those closest to him did not fully believe it. What's more, if there are abnormal interests, Rong Qi will inevitably keep a few more eyes.

Time has taken a big step, and in the blink of an eye, it is five years later.

Five-year-old Lu Mingzhu, with a small face and pink makeup, and a pair of cat eyes often glowing with innocent and innocent colors, but when she looks at it seriously, she is so cold and lonely.

Su Rili has a paralyzed face, and the people of the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion and the Lingwang Mansion are used to it.

Thirteen-year-old Rong Feiyin looks like a teenager. The facial features fade away from the childishness of a child, and the lines become more cold and three-dimensional. The peach blossom eyes are not affectionate, deep and quiet, and when you look at them, you will feel that they are so charming and sinking.

If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty had already set a little daughter-in-law for him five years ago, otherwise the threshold of King Ling's Mansion would have been broken by some girls of the same age.

Dalin's national style is open, although there is a difference between respect and inferiority, but when it comes to marriage contracts, men and women love to be much more active and casual.

A few days ago, Rong Fei was infected with a cold, and his illness was like a mountain, so he recuperated for a few days.

Rong Qi don't mention how happy he is-

He thought that the chronic poison he had given had succeeded in dragging down Rong Feiyin's body.

However, only three days later, Rong Feiyin appeared in the East Street Market with Chi Shuang again.

Refreshed and bright, how can there be a trace of sickness?

Rong Qi realized that something was wrong.

"What's going on?! Why is Rong Feiyin still alive and well! Didn't you drug him? Rong Qi looked coldly at the subordinates kneeling down.

That subordinate is the butler of the Lingwang Mansion, who has been lurking in the Lingwang Mansion many years ago.

"Back to the master, the medicine was down, and the little one also saw him eat it with his own eyes. But I don't know why he ...... "The butler was sweating coldly on his forehead, and recently I heard that the master's temper has become more and more irritable, and many of his subordinates have been killed and lost.

Even the patriarchs who followed him were no exception.

He was panicked and afraid.

"Master, I wonder if the little one has anything to do with the food sent by Miss Lu Mingzhu......

"It's Lu Mingzhu again!" Rong Qi frowned, gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "The killer of the Moon God Tower has failed sixty times, and this stinky girl is still alive!" It's really hard. ”

The commission of the killer of the Luna Tower can be described as expensive, and in the past five years, he has also spent a lot of money to hire the top killer of the Luna Tower.

The result?

All failed, without exception!!

This Lu Mingzhu, what the hell is going on?!