Privately in the mansion, we are nothing more than killers in your captivity, subordinates of the marshal's mansion.

He also told us that we should listen to his discipline. We had a few arguments with him outside, and he told the guards to stop us, and said that when you were done with your lecture, you would teach us some lessons and the rules of the marshal's house.

Marshal, you say, who has the final say on the rules of this Marshal's Mansion? ”

"Presumptuous!" The two words Murong Qingyu are not high, but they are extremely majestic.

Now he knew what Murong Xiao meant.

It is estimated that he was spoiled by his precious son, and he had already regarded himself as the master, so after being taught a lesson by Zhao Hai, he didn't do anything in his heart and asked him for support.

He admired Murong Xiao's appearance, martial arts, methods, and cruelty to her and himself. In addition, she likes to tilt clouds, and she is definitely a rare helper for the Marshal's Mansion.

So this waist, he supported her. It just so happened that he was also worried that these women did not have a sense of ownership, and when the time came, they would be exposed when they went to the palace.

"Pass Zhao Hai."

At the sound of an order, in a moment, the chief manager Zhao Hai had already been called to the study by Murong Qingyu.

"Master, what do you command?" After Zhao Hai entered the study, he looked respectfully and glanced at the five women on the side, his eyes full of unsharpening.

"Do you know the names of these people standing in front of you?"

Zhao Hai was slightly stunned, knowing that it must have been Murong Xiao who came to the wicked person to sue first, and immediately explained angrily: "Master, did they chew the root of their tongue in front of you?" When they were late, the minions said a word to them, and they verbally attacked the minions, saying that the minions were a thing. ”

"Aren't you a thing?"

"Of course not!"

……

"You ......"

Murong Xiao raised his lips slightly, "Since you yourself say that you are not a thing, then I can't help it." ”

"You ......" Zhao Hai was said again.

Knowing that now is not the time to go toe-to-toe with Murong Xiao, he can only look at Murong Qingyu for help, hoping that he can uphold justice.

"Master, you saw it, Murong laughed at her sharp teeth and insulted the minions. Please master the minion! ”

"What's her name?"

"Huh?" Murong Qingyu didn't understand what Fang Cai said.

"What's her name?"

Murong Qingyu's fluttering words made Zhao Hai's heart tremble.

What the lord meant by this sentence, he had fully understood.

Although this woman is a subordinate and a captive killer in the Marshal's Mansion, she was given the surname "Murong". No matter what her previous identity was, the moment she survived, she had become the daughter of "Murong".

And he, no matter how favored he is, is just a minion.

"Answer my question!" Seeing that Zhao Hai didn't speak, Murong Qingyu ordered with an unkind face.

Zhao Haidong knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and replied, "Back to the master, her name is Murong Xiao." ”

"What about her?"

"Murong Yan."

"What about her?"

"Murong Meng."

"What about her?"

"Murong Xue."

"What about her?"

"Murong Shan."

"What's their last name?"

"Back to the master, their surname is Murong."

"Now that you know, do you realize what you're doing wrong?"

"Back to the master, the slave is confused. Since their surname is Murong, they are the masters of the slaves. Even if they humiliate the minions, the minions are not qualified to deal with them. ”