Hearing this, Murong Xun's heart was stunned, and he couldn't find out from his memory that Murong Hua had a daughter of the same age as himself? Suddenly, as if he understood something, he looked at the eldest lady on the side, only to see that the eldest lady still had a half-truth smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was a playful look in her eyes, and a flash of viciousness that was well hidden by her.

Murong Hua looked at Murong Xun on the ground, then glanced at the blue-clothed girl beside her, and said, "When I returned to the mansion, Mrs. said that you said that you said that you were my missing daughter, but I found this girl on the road, and I thought she was my missing daughter!" Do you have anything to say? ”

Murong Xun smiled slightly, raised her eyelids and glanced at the eldest lady, after hearing Murong Hua's words, there was a moment of hesitation and self-blame on her face, but the slight smile on the corner of her mouth never disappeared.

Murong Xun said softly: "Since you have already decided in your heart that this young lady is your daughter, then even if I say anything more, you will think it is shameless quibble, so what's the use of me saying so much?" You still won't believe me! ”

"So, you've already admitted that you pretended to be Miss Five?" Before Murong Hua could answer, the third aunt on the side couldn't wait to get up and say.

"It's all because the concubine is not in good health, this girl came with the jade pendant of the fourth sister, and the appearance is a little similar to that of the fourth sister, I just think she is Xun'er, but fortunately, the old man is wise and found the real Xun'er!" The eldest lady then said.

In a few words, Murong Xun's identity has been denied.

"Jade pendant?" Murong Hua then said, "According to Xun'er's adoptive parents, she originally had a piece of jade pendant with her, but it was stolen, and the truth of this matter is impossible to prove. But my Murong clan's bloodline does not allow anyone to be confused, and the real Xun'er has a birthmark on his right shoulder, and someone will take the two young ladies down to verify their identities! ”

The May night breeze blows, and the red gauze tent is lifted with the wind. The lights in the flower hall were flickering, and Murong Hua was sitting in a precarious position, his eyes deep and a little meaningless.

"No need!" Murong Xun chuckled and said, "I'm fake!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the blue-clothed girl standing on the side was stunned for a moment, and the eldest lady and the third aunt on the other side were also stunned, only the light in Murong Hua's eyes remained undiminished, and the deep meaning was still unknown.

"Bold, dare to pretend to be Miss Xiangfu, come here, lock her up!" The eldest lady got up, waved her handkerchief, and summoned a few attendants.

"No need!" Murong Hua looked at Murong Xun, and his eyes were a little unbearable, "Just send her out!" ”

"Sir! If this woman is not severely punished, if someone follows suit, then the Prime Minister will fall into endless trouble! The eldest lady persuaded righteously.

Murong Hua's eyes were a little tired, and he frowned, "Send this girl out!" He stretched out his hand to the third aunt and said, "My head hurts, you can press it for me later!" ”

The third aunt was too happy, glanced at the eldest lady, and there was a hint of pride in her obedience, "Yes!" ”

The eldest lady bit her lip unwillingly, and when she moved her gaze to the girl in blue, there was a little kindness in her eyes, and she said with a smile: "Xun'er, you are the serious master of our Prime Minister's Mansion, if you want to eat or play in the future, just tell me that it's ......."

Murong Xun retreated like an outsider, and Murong Yao's figure stood calmly outside the red gauze tent, he stared at Murong Xun deeply, the corners of his mouth hooked up a light smile, and he approached Murong Xun and whispered: "We will see you again soon!" ”

Murong Xun was sent out of Murong Mansion overnight, as unnoticeable as when he came, and he left quietly. It's as if she's never been in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Inn. In front of the bronze mirror.

Murong Xiangxiang's shoulders were half exposed, and a vermilion birthmark like a blooming butterfly wing could be vaguely seen from the blurred bronze mirror. But if you look closely, the snow-white skin is indeed covered with wounds that are distributed vertically and horizontally. The color of the wound varies, and it can be seen that the timing of the injury is inconsistent.

The smile on the corner of Murong Xun's mouth still exists, like the cold moon outside the window, and the anger between the eyebrows of his many years of killer career emerges without reservation, and even his straight back is as cold as a seven-foot snowy peak.

Smart is mistaken by smart, if it is described in one sentence, this sentence is more suitable for the eldest lady. It's a long time coming.

Suddenly, there was some noise outside the window, and there were some sounds of hand-to-hand combat. Murong Xun stepped in front of the window in a few steps, and looked through the crack in the window, only to see a few black shadows leaping above the roof outside, as a killer's sensitivity, she even smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

Pulling a piece of white silk and covering his face, Murong Xun ran over the window and ran towards the black shadow. When I got closer, I saw that several samurai dressed as ordinary guards were besieging a wounded man in black.

A few silver needles shot out like meteors piercing the sky. Several guards all waved their blades to greet them, and this time Murong Xun drew the soft sword he carried with him, and slashed at one person like the fastest cheetah on his toes, and his attack was accurate and ruthless.

At this time, another person attacked her again, and she didn't even change her position, and with a wave of her long sword, a few strands of bright red blood bloomed on the white silk on her face like a blooming plum blossom, which was extremely strange.

The guard fell to the ground and rolled off the roof, sliding down with a few blades of tiles and smashing crisply into the ground. The silence of the night was mysterious, and the sound of bangs could be faintly heard not far away.

Until the last guard fell to the ground, Murong Xun wiped the blood stains on the long sword on the pink sleeves, and looked at the black-clothed man standing in front of her with a smile on her eyes, she tilted her head, the corners of her lips were picked, and her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze in March, "Are you sure that I won't turn a blind eye to you, Thief Li?" ”

Murong Xun walked into the man in black, and the smell of blood on his body became stronger and stronger, only to see the man in black tear off the black cloth on his face, revealing a handsome face, and a few traces of joy and warmth appeared in his dark eyes like night, "I won, right, Green Ears?" ”

Suddenly, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, covered his chest and half-knelt on the roof, he stretched out his hand and held Murong Yan's pink skirt, his voice was full of sweetness, "I don't recognize you when you dress like this, like a flower blooming in the night breeze, beautiful and full of temptation." He looked up at Murong Xun deeply, and said, "It's like a flower!" ”

Murong Xun took a step back, almost rudely withdrew the hem of his skirt from the thief's hand, and turned his gaze to the side with an indifferent expression.

At this time, the thief's eyes were black, and he fainted on the roof.

When the thief opened his eyes in a daze, it was already dawn. Sunlight poured in through the half-hidden window, and shone on the body of the girl who was leaning on the edge of the bed in front of the window, fainting a faint circle of light. He looked at the girl almost greedily, his eyes were full of reluctance and love, and his trembling hands wanted to touch the girl gently, but he was afraid of the dream of the girl and froze his movements in mid-air.

Just when his hand was about to fall, the girl suddenly woke up, straightened her back, glanced at him lightly, and said, "How can you be poisoned?" With your skill, you will actually be injured like this, who was you stabbing last night? ”

The thief Li withdrew his palm, paused, his eyes calmed down, his voice was a little hoarse, and said, "Do you know Chu Moyan, the proton of the Yan Kingdom?" ”

It is rumored that Yan Proton's biological mother is Emperor Yan's most favored imperial concubine, and he is also Emperor Yan's favorite son, but he was not made the crown prince because of his identity as a concubine. At the age of seven, he spread all over the country as a poet of Yongliu, but at the age of ten, he suddenly fell ill and his legs could not walk. This trip to Daxiang as a hostage was also requested by him. Therefore, he is very loved by the people in Yan Kingdom! It is also a big trouble for the prince of Yanguo! Murong Xun said lightly.

"Huh!" Thief Li smiled, "My target this time is this Yan Proton. ”

Murong Xun's eyes narrowed, and there were two ways to take his life, one was Prince Yan, and the other was Wei State, which was stronger than Yan and Daxiang and didn't want Yan and Daxiang to unite. And the thief doesn't know who the buyer behind this is, as the killer of the Wind Shadow Building, he has always only accepted the task, and he can't have any doubts. The secrecy of the guest list is one of the reasons why the studio has been trusted by employers for many years.

"I admire this proton very much, although his legs are not conducive to walking, but his martial arts are extremely exquisite, and the dead soldiers around him are also loyal to him. I admit that I underestimated the enemy and made an unforgivable mistake that led to my misoperation. I think if it weren't for our identity and not being able to live under this blue sky at the same time, I would be willing to make friends with such a crippled person who is disabled but not crippled! Thief Li said.

As he spoke, he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the street outside the house, followed by the sound of neatly trained troops running in unison, and then the sound stopped, and the sound was surprisingly unanimous.

Murong Xun walked to the window and looked down at the street below. I saw a tall white horse riding a man in a white brocade robe, the man's eyebrows were flying, his posture was straight, his handsome face made people dare not look directly, the proud momentum made people unable to ignore, and his sharp gaze was like a cold sword just opened up.

"Surround this place, don't let anyone suspicious or others miss out, understand?" The man in white said loudly.

"Yes!" The soldier replied neatly and loudly.

"That's Zhao Ling, King of Qin!" I don't know when the thief Li was already standing behind Murong Xun, his eyes locked on the white-robed man's body, and his whole body was full of dangerous and terrifying murderous aura.

"What do you want to do?" Murong Xun grabbed the hand that was holding the sword and said in a cold voice.