The ghost hand was stunned, how could he not know that Qing Shui Jing's daughter suddenly mentioned it, what was the intention?

Jiang Yehan didn't react to him, and emphatically emphasized: "Rong Bei and Qing Shui Jing were born. "The ghost hand hates Rong Bei for robbing the woman he loves, and he must also hate their evil seeds, he fanned the flames a little and said a few words, not worrying that the jealousy of the ghost hand could not implicate Rong Sheng.

Ghost Hand has been practicing medicine for many years, and he can easily see through his tricks, "You want to use me to deal with Rong Sheng for you?"

He pursed his lips, quickly concealing his weakness, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "You are a famous miracle doctor, I am just a powerless little scholar, how dare I take advantage of you? You hate Rong Bei, I hate Rong Sheng, isn't it good for us to join forces?"

The thought of not being able to measure himself amused the ghost hand, his golden needle technique is unique, and he can use Jiang Yehan to help him take revenge? He spoke indifferently, leaving aside the relationship with Jiang Yehan, "You are you, I am me, there is no such thing as us." ”

Jiang Yehan explained: "You misunderstood, the intention of joining forces to take down the Rong family, you help me get rid of Rong Sheng, I will help you find Qing Shuijing, we will each take what we need." "Qing Shui Jing is a woman used by Rong Bei, and the ghost hand has been holding on to it for more than ten years and still remembering it, which shows that the infatuation is deep, and he has to think about the weakness of the ghost hand if he wants to talk about the conditions.

This is in the heart of the ghost's hand, he really wants to see Sister Jing'er to relieve his lovesickness, I don't know if it is because of limited manpower or because the sister is hiding and refuses to meet, he has not heard from his sister for a long time. At the moment, Jiang Yehan took the initiative to say that he wanted to help find his junior sister, how could he refuse? However, Jiang Yehan's methods were vicious and vicious, and he was not very relieved, "You had better be true to your word, if you let me know that you deceived me, the golden needle on Rong Bei's body can also be pierced in the root of your tongue." ”

When Jiang Yehan heard this, he secretly bit his tongue, and a chill poured into his back.

Murong Mansion, main hall.

The Qingdao Elder returned all the thank-you gifts selected by Murong Cheng, and only took away the jade wrench that he had worn on his left hand all year round. There is a crack on the finger of the jade wrench, and the pawnshop is not worth much. Elder Qingdao said that he was reluctant to replace the flawed ornaments, because he was a person who missed the old and hoped that he would help Rong Sheng in the future when he was in danger. He was stunned for a long time, looked at the thank you box, and smiled bitterly.

After sending the Qingdao elder away, Murong Feixue came to him with a painting, holding his arm with her little hand and coquettishly, "Daddy, take a look at the landscape map of the Li River I painted, how about it?"

He owed Rong Sheng a favor and hid something on his mind, glanced at the painting hurriedly, and gave a perfunctory evaluation, "Well, it's good." ”

Murong Feixue pursed her lips and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Daddy, you haven't looked carefully and said okay, it's not sincere at all." Suddenly, he noticed that the large and small boxes in the hall were a little familiar, and instantly understood in his heart, and said sourly: "She pretended to return again?"

Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows and corrected Murong Concubine Xue's rude words, "What is she, hers, she is your uncle's daughter, your cousin, one by one, Murong Mansion's upbringing?"

"Daddy, are you scolding me for Rong Sheng?" Murong Feixue was used to being held by the stars, how could she have suffered such a grievance? The clenched fingers left criss-crossing wrinkles on the painting, and with a sudden flick, the carefully drawn painting fell to the ground. "You are oriented towards her everywhere, partial to her. Is she your daughter, or am I your daughter?"

Murong Cheng knew that what he said just now was too serious, and it hurt Murong Feixue's heart, but Rong Sheng was kind to the whole family, and Murong Feixue didn't thank her, just forget it, and still have such an attitude. Let a few elders of the Rong Mansion see it, I am afraid that they will poke his backbone and scold him for having no way to teach his daughter. There was always a doting love for Murong Feixue in his heart, and his tone softened a little and said patiently: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have been guarding you from the delivery room and raising you for more than ten years, can you have a leave?"

"I don't know, I only know that you are a thousand times better to Rong Sheng than to me. The emotions of jealousy and unwillingness were mixed and flooded in Murong Feixue's heart.

She couldn't understand her father, Rong Sheng was just dealing with a little trouble for the Murong family, and it was necessary for her father to offer Rong Sheng as a little ancestor? Didn't her father forget that Rong Sheng's mother had ruined her aunt and uncle's marriage, and Rong Sheng had also robbed her brother Fusu! With one or two good deeds, she could offset past grievances? How could it be so easy, Daddy's acceptance of Rong Sheng did not mean that she recognized Rong Sheng.

Murong Cheng was awkward when she was a child, and stroked the back of her head, "You are almost at the age of kissing, and you are still jealous like when you were a child, are you naïve?"

"Am I naïve?you only have the gentle and quiet Murong Xian and the promising cousin Rong Qingyi in your heart, and there will be a benefactor of Murong Mansion, Rong Sheng, how can I ever have my place?"

"With her saving my Murong Yi's life, without her, can you stand here and lose your temper with me? Everyone in the mansion will be imprisoned like the Jiang family, waiting for the autumn queen to be beheaded!" Murong Cheng was prejudiced against Rong Sheng at first because Qing Shui Jing and Rong Bei had a /night/Wen Cun, and after several contacts, he found that Rong Sheng was young, but the pattern was big, and he was more assertive than ordinary people, which was very special. Coupled with the fact that Rong Sheng avoided death for his family without asking for anything in return, he couldn't help but change.

Concubine Murong Xue was angry, although she didn't want to admit it, what Murong Cheng said was the truth, she bit her lip and didn't say a word, her fingertips were deeply embedded in her palm.

Seeing her soft attitude, Murong Cheng patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Because of that kid Fusu, you don't like Rong Sheng very much." Have you ever thought about it, Fusu is cold by nature, why is he willing to get close to Rong Sheng and alienate you. ”

"Do you need to think about this? She said a lot of bad things about me in front of Brother Fusu. Murong Feixue blurted out.

Murong Cheng shook his head, "Didn't you also slander her in front of Fusu, don't you see that Fusu hates her." ”

"Brother Fusu definitely doesn't hate her, because Brother Fusu likes her. Mentioning this stubble is undoubtedly revealing Murong Feixue's scars, she remembered that Brother Fusu's treatment of Rong Sheng was a world of difference from that of her, and she was so angry that her heart ached.

Murong Cheng poked her brain, "The mind is full of love and love, and you can't think of anything else besides these? ”

"Daddy, you just say it. Murong Feixue waited anxiously.

"Rong Sheng is principled and confident. She came to the door to congratulate her for the first time instead of the Qingdao elders, and the status of the concubine was low, but she did not bend to greet others. Get along with Fusu politely, not groveling to curry. Concubine Xue, you have to have your own principles and bottom line, you love Fusu, and when you make an exception again and again and can't get him back to treat him differently, it means that you have lost. ”