Yan Ming Pavilion, on the second floor, a man in white stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, and the two kneeling behind him were the two of Yunge and Yunwu. Half paid, only to smell a little, almost inaudible chuckle, "Shangguan Yingluo, it seems that I really underestimate you, but only in this way is worthy of being my Murong Ci's woman." ”

The people on the ground looked up at the same time, looking at the man in disbelief, they, they heard it right, the master actually laughed, and it was because he was driven back.

I thought I would be punished, but I only heard a warm voice sound, "Go down." After a pause, Yun Ge took the lead in getting up, pulling Yun Wu and retreating, the sound of closing the door came, but he was pushed open again, "Why, even our divorced son has been rejected?" ”

It was accompanied by a seductive chuckle with a hint of schadenfreude. A man in a blue-and-black robe walked in with a folding fan in his hand, revealing a sense of cynicism in his bones.

Junxiu's face had an uninhibited smile, in this regard, Murong Ze, who had long been accustomed to it, stood in place without moving, feeling bored, Chu Yu sat down on the soft couch by himself, and poured a cup of tea by the way, "Concubine Li, how about you," Murong Ze did not turn around, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Chu Yu put down the teacup, his face was no longer his usual carelessness, and he said seriously: "My aunt is naturally no problem there, after all, she is really interested in that Shangguan Yingluo." ”

"Hmm." Halfway through, Murong Ze made a single tone from his nose, seeing him like this. If he hadn't known him since he was a child, Chu Yu would have been angry to death.

Suddenly remembering the previous incident in Shangguan Mansion, Chu Yu sighed vividly, "Hey, if it weren't for me, then Mrs. Shangguan would be ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice, "The calligraphy and paintings in the study, you can choose." ”

Hearing this, Chu Yu hooked the corners of his mouth, and his purpose was achieved. With a treacherous look on his face, he didn't hide it, but he still insisted on covering it up, sighed, brushed it, and opened the fan, "Alas, since this is the case, this son will be reluctant to look at it." ”

Turning around slowly, Murong Ze walked to the table and sat down, looking at the person in front of him for a long time, Chu Yu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, this expression seems to be when he was young, he was used by Murong Ze to let his father be locked up for several days, he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, he accepted it when he saw it, so he put away the unbeaten expression on his face for a second, "That, okay, okay, let's get down to business." The folding fan in his hand was also put down.

"She wants revenge." There were no ups and downs in his voice, but it surprised Chu Yu, "What did you say?" You mean, she, like you, was born again? ”

Murong Ze's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Just said, "I'm not sure, it's just a guess but whatever she wants to do, I'll help her, after all, it's what I owe her in my last life." ”

Chu Yu is the son of Chu Yuan, the imperial master of the dynasty, because Chu Yuan taught Murong Ze since childhood, therefore, Chu Yu and Murong Ze can be said to be good brothers since childhood, so he has never hidden everything about him, including rebirth.

Chu Yu glanced at him meaningfully, thought a little in his heart, and asked uncertainly, "Is it difficult, she wants you to help her?" ”

Murong Ze took a sip of tea and frowned slightly, "No matter what it is for, I am not qualified to refuse her." ”