Chapter 350: Actually, my name is Huachen
"Are you too sluggish?" Murong Jiechen said that he was very innocent.
He had said it before, but her topic was not on that channel, and now he came to question him, as if he had deceived her feelings in a heinous manner.
"I'll tell you when I go in," she pushed her, but a sentence fell softly in Murong Xuetian's ear, "These are all people with evil marks." ”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Murong Xue to push away, she took a step forward and walked far away from her.
Murong Xue was not angry, nor did she doubt what he said.
Holding his hands behind his head, he showed a lazy temperament, but the rest of his eyes glanced at the gatekeepers at the door of the prince's mansion and the palace maids cleaning outside.
I didn't expect Jun Xie's hand to be so long, and even the palace had such a person. Even the Prince's Mansion did not let go.
However, these people Murong Juechen seemed to know, but he didn't let Jun Evil Scar get his way, I'm afraid that he didn't know that the person he arranged had already been discovered.
When Murong Xue was looking at them with her afterglow, these people were also looking at her with her afterglow.
They were expressionless or shocked on the surface, but after Murong Xue stepped into the gate of the prince's mansion, they immediately threw down the labor tools in their hands and rushed to report to their masters.
Murong Xuetian didn't walk very fast, and when he turned the corner, he looked out of the door, just in time to see the person who dropped the broom running in the opposite direction.
With such a brisk step, it doesn't look like a normal sweeper. Just after glancing at it, he walked behind Murong Jiechen with a lazy appearance.
"Can you say it now?" There is some important secret that wants to take her to the most remote place of the prince's mansion.
If she hadn't come in person, she wouldn't have thought that there was such a dilapidated room in the prince's mansion.
There were no valuables in it, not even the usual tea set vase.
There are only large and small old wooden boxes, and even breathing can blow the dust on them into the sky.
Where can people live here? But there is a large wooden bed in the innermost. There is no place to stand at this station, and it is obviously a room with miscellaneous items.
"Actually, you can give up what happened back then, after all, Aunt Meng didn't blame the emperor." Murong Jiechen persuaded.
Murong Xue looked around at the layout inside, her face was full of disgust, she didn't ask anyone to clean it if it was so dirty, she was afraid that others wouldn't know that this was an abandoned house.
"You're not her, how do you know she's not to blame?" raised his hand and swept the dust in front of him, but the dust came like a scattered mist, which made him feel very unhappy, "If you have something to say, hurry up!" ”
For as long as she can remember, Murong Jiechen has lived in the Prince's Mansion, and although he has his own mansion now, most of the time he is still called into the palace to live in the Prince's Mansion.
glared at Murong Jiechen fiercely again, she never knew that Murong Jiechen was such a lazy person, this room had not been cleaned for more than ten years.
Seeing this, Murong Jiechen had no choice but to speak, "You also know that we, the princes and princesses, are not the emperor's own children, and I am not the son of Concubine Ji Xian." My aunt"
Walked to the side of the dusty bed, took out a small cloth bag from the dark groove at the head of the bed, and the cloth bag was also covered with a thick layer of dust.
"My aunt is Ouyang Ling'er, that is, Hua Ling'er."
Seeing that a small cloth bag was hiding resentment and helplessness, he handed the cloth bag to Murong Xuetian, "Actually, my name is Huachen." ”