Chapter 194: Yang Yuhuan 3
In the secret room, Murong Fengyu finally told the truth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He admits that he didn't let fashion help him temporarily raise Yuhuan, but completely discarded Yuhuan to fashion. Fashion was a little angry, if it weren't for Murong Fengyu and him worshipping Jin Lan, he would have wanted to turn his face a long time ago.
Fashion suppressed the fire and said: "Brother Fengyu, the reason why you don't want Yuhuan is because she is a disaster? Why are you so naïve? Those so-called masters say that Yuhuan is a disaster that will bring disaster to the country and the people, and you also believe it? Yuhuan is pregnant for you, do you just ignore the past kindness? Take another 10,000 steps back, even if Yuhuan is a disaster, but the child in her womb is innocent? You treat their mother and son so ruthlessly, the child will be born in the future, should he recognize you as a father?"
Murong Fengyu was said by fashion to be self-conscious, and his face was also ugly, but his expression was very firm: "Brother Fashion, I know that you are a loving and righteous person, and I actually want to be a person like you, but it has to have strength like you." Let's not talk about it far away, let's just talk about the ghosts of Mulong Mountain, they are not something that anyone can deal with, right? I think the emperor drove the emperor to take the dragon herding ghosts and ghosts, but Brother Shi, you can drive away the ghosts and ghosts of the dragon herding. Hehe, did the dragon ghost drive away? Fashion brother, I know the background of the dragon and ghost better than anyone else, if you want the dragon and ghost to stop in the dragon mountain, there is only "
Murong Fengyu didn't say anything, he compared his hand to a knife and made a motion to wipe his neck. Murong Fengyu continued: "Yang Yuhuan's child can't be wanted, and he must be eliminated when he is born! And Yang Yuhuan can only be asked by the fashionable son, and only the fashionable son in the Tang Dynasty can want her, and if someone else is replaced, he will die." Take me as an example, I had a skin-to-skin relationship with Yang Yuhuan, and the price I paid was my life! The Qilian corpse poison has invaded my bone marrow, and Sun Simiao has just given me a pulse, he said that my time is only two months at most, and now I haven't told my father, except for Sun Simiao, Brother Shi, you are the second person who knows about my condition! Now I regret it! I regret that I shouldn't have listened to my father's words at the beginning, if I had given Yang Yuhuan ...... at the beginning."
Fashion interrupted Murong Fengyu's words, and said in a cold tone: "I want a reason, you have to give me a reason, why are you so cruel to a gentle woman?" Murong Fengyu was silent for a while, and finally raised his head, his eyes showing helplessness and fear: "Because Yuhuan is a ghost! Yang Yuhuan had a terminal illness when he was very young, and Yang's father spent almost all his family property to treat his daughter, and searched for famous doctors. But Yang Yuhuan's illness did not improve at all, and those Lang Zhong who treated Yuhuan died mysteriously one after another. Just when Yuhuan was about to die of illness and was unable to recover, a monk who came to Puzhou Yongle Yunyou cured Yang Yuhuan's illness, and said that he had accepted Yang Yuhuan as a disciple, and also said that after 20 years, their master and apprentice would reunite in Qilian! Before leaving, he gave Yuhuan a jade waist card, saying that it was a token of the sect. Yang Xuanyan was originally a Sihu, where had he seen such a blue-glowing jade waist card? Moreover, no one in the entire Puzhou Yongle knew which sect this blue-glowing jade waist card belonged to, and the priest didn't say anything. Yang Xuanyan didn't take it seriously, so he kept the jade pendant on his waist and wore the jade ring. It is also strange to say that this jade waist card can keep Yang Yuhuan safe and sound, free of illness and disaster. As the so-called gentleman has no reason, the jade does not go to the body! This jade pendant has never left Yang Yuhuan's body. It wasn't until I told Sun Simiao about this some time ago, and Sun Simiao suddenly lost his sight and lost his voice after secretly looking at the glowing jade waist card! Later, after his condition stabilized, Sun Simiao quietly told me that Yang Yuhuan's glowing jade waist card was the personal token of the ghost sect leader and the ghost king in Qilian Ghost City! That is to say, Yang Yuhuan was the apprentice of the ghost king, and he was the only apprentice! Because the ghost king never accepted apprentices in person, they were all apprentices accepted by the four ghost elders. Since the Ghost King said that he and Yang Yuhuan were already masters and apprentices, then Yang Yuhuan was really the only apprentice of the Ghost King......
Hearing this terrifying secret told by Murong Fengyu, Fashion was stunned all of a sudden, and he was as stiff as a wooden man. Murong Fengyu knew that he was scared of fashion, and he said in a softened tone: "Brother fashion, I know that it must be a little difficult for you to deal with Yang Yuhuan alone, I think the two of us, plus Sun Simiao, the three of us will act together tonight and kill Yang Yuhuan?
Fashion came back to his senses, his face turned blue, and he slapped Murong Fengyu hard: "Murong Fengyu, I warn you, Yang Yuhuan will be my woman from today onwards, protected by me, if you think about killing Yang Yuhuan again, then don't blame me for turning my face, then we won't even have to be brothers!" After Fashion finished speaking, he angrily slammed the door away......
Murong Fengyu stretched out his hand in embarrassment and said weakly: "Fashion brother, little brother is all for your good! Yang Yuhuan is a disaster and a ghost, and he must be eliminated!"
Fashion came out of Murong Villa and went straight to Yixian Building, the largest hotel in Quancheng. He's going to drink, he's going to get drunk, he's going to forget about this headache for him. Yixian Tower is located in the middle of Quancheng City, with large eaves and wide walls, four stories high, typical Tang style architecture. Yat-sen Tower and the solemn Imperial Bank are far away, and the two pavilions are separated by a bustling and bustling square.
Fashion came to Yixian Building with a serious face, how could there be a few shopkeepers standing at the door who didn't know this eldest young master? Fashion is a saying: "The good wine and good food in the store are only on the table, if there is any smuggling, the whole restaurant will be smashed!"
Guys know that the fashionable boy is not a big talk, in this spring city, fashion is the emperor of the soil, and even the current emperor of the Tang Dynasty is turning a blind eye to what the fashion does. How dare the guys treat this master slowly? Even the shopkeeper, who doesn't show up much on weekdays, personally came out to serve food and pour wine.
Fashion borrows wine to dispel sorrows, and the wine is like pouring it into the stomach. Fashion was drinking alone, and a red-faced old man came up downstairs and sat next to Fashion with a smile and said amiably: "Sorrow is like a tulle, it can cover people's sight and trap people's hands and feet!
Fashion is in Quancheng, that is no one does not know, no one does not know. Fashionable and calm face in Yixian Lou to drink wine, those sons and brothers in Quancheng really don't dare to come up and disturb, this is going to provoke fashion madness, so the little life will be left there on the spot!
The people who eat melons are not too big to see the excitement, and they must have something to do in Quancheng today. If there are gossip reporters and any paparazzi in this world, Yixian Building is estimated to be full of people. Fashion drank until the moon rose on the tree, and finally a red-faced old man approached Fashion and sat down, and said something.
The melon-eating crowd didn't look crazy when they saw the fashionable face, and seemed to acquiesce to the old man's seat, which made the melon-eating crowd feel that the attraction was coming, so they quietly went over to eavesdrop. The red-faced old man was not polite, and he poured himself a drink and ate it. After eating with oil in his mouth and drinking two pots of wine, the old man's face turned even redder, like a red longevity peach.
The old man glanced at the fashion and said with a smile: "The old man drank the wine of the son, it is not for nothing, the old man fully understands what the son is worried about! The beautiful woman that the son thinks is a broken flower and a willow? In fact, it is an eye covering method, you must know that the pure begonia flower is quietly blooming for the child! The son can return to the spring garden, and all the troubles will dissipate like the wind." "Fashion knows that since the Han Dynasty, begonias have entered the inner garden of the palace, and the "Xijing Miscellaneous Records" records the entry of begonias into the palace garden. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty also built a forest garden for this purpose, and the ministers presented precious flowers to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, among the many precious flowers, Emperor Wu loved only four begonias. Since then, begonias have been compared to peerless red-faced by the ancients! Is Yang Yuhuan considered a begonia? In the eyes of fashion, unless Yang Yuhuan is still a virgin, otherwise it will be a remnant of flowers and willows.
Fashion didn't pay attention to the red-faced old man, but the old man's words did remind him that he should go to Chunguang Garden and have a good talk with Yang Yuhuan. Anyway, Yang Yuhuan's current appearance made him panic in his heart, as if his favorite Meiyu had been broken through a hole throughout his body, and it was a crack that could not be bridged. Fashion looked up and wanted to take a closer look at the old man's face, but there was no one in front of him, and the old man who spoke just now had long since disappeared......