Why? Because Jiang Yehan is an ungrateful bastard, and he is not worthy of Rong Qingyi, the general of Nanning! Because Rong Sheng is Rong Sheng, and Rong Qingyi is Rong Qingyi, the reputation of the two women is not worth it in Jiang Yehan...... However, these angers that came out of Baili Fusu's heart changed their meaning when they came out of his mouth, "As the head of the Rong Mansion, it is impossible to hold a big wedding from beginning to end without showing up, you are not suitable." ”

"However, I have already promised the Qingdao elders. Rong Sheng crossed his fingers and said embarrassedly.

Baili Fusu's cold eyes darkened, "First of all, whether the head of the Murong family and Murong Gongzi will pay attention to you, let's just say that Jiang Yehan, he has planted so many times in your hands, and on the day of the wedding, he will definitely think of finding you unhappy, and there are relatives in the Rong Mansion who come to eat and drink, they are more or less familiar with Rong Qingyi, you don't know that Rong Qingyi pretending to be her is easy to be discovered......"

Rong Sheng understands the meaning, it is no problem to simply build a Xipa and sit in a sedan chair, but she has a special identity as the head of the family, and she wants to toast after the newcomer worships heaven and earth, and it will not work at all for one person to play two corners. She pinched the corner of Baili Fusu's long-sleeved coat, pretending to be pitiful: "I didn't shout your cousin in vain, right?

Baili Fusu's cold and sharp gaze froze between her fingers, looked at her clothes, looked at her face again, and said a very indebted sentence, "Is it good?"

Opening and closing his mouth is to be rewarded, Rong Sheng glanced at Baili Fusu, and loosened his cuffs sullenly, "Hmph, I have no money and no power, what benefits can I give you? ”

"It's very simple, show me all the list for the wedding. "The so-called list of Baili Fusu includes the relevant items for the preparation of the big wedding, Jiang Yehan's dowry, and the guests' gifts.

Rong Sheng asked him vigilantly, "What are you looking at all this? Besides, some lists are not with me, and I don't have them." ”

Baili Fu Su's eyebrows were deeply locked, "Then what list do you have?" ”

"Well......" Rong Sheng pretended to think, and then said: "There are too many things and too complicated, I don't remember, go back to the house first." She turned, her robe wrapped in the wind behind her, and gently resting on her shoulders, heavy and warm. She looked sideways and stared at Baili Fusu.

"It's snowing, it's cold at night, you wear a cloak, you don't have to be as sick as Murong Feixue, trouble!" The arrogant Baili Fusu was obviously concerned about Rong Sheng, but his tone was full of disgust, with that cold and frosty look, which was quite condescending.

How could Rong Sheng endure Baili Fusu comparing her with Murong Feixue, he was so angry that his shoulders shook, and his cloak fell to the ground, "Whoever wears this thing is rare, anyway, I have a good physique, and I am not afraid of the cold." After that, she walked straight in the direction of Rongfu with a black face, no matter how Baili Fusu called her, she didn't talk to her.

At the gate of the mansion, Chang Feng stood on the steps and wandered. When he saw Rong Sheng, he ran in three steps, "Miss Rong Sheng, I finally waited for you, my subordinates went to Murong Mansion to visit, but I didn't see anyone, it is said that Miss Murong has a crazy disease, and she hides in the house every day and loses her temper, so scared that many maids dare not go to serve." ”

"What about the head of the Murong family and Mrs. Murong?" Rong Sheng paused.

Changfeng told truthfully, "I guess I'm busy with the funeral and I don't have time to take care of her." Miss Rong Sheng, do you see if your subordinates are looking for a ......?"

"What are you looking for Fusu? Fusu is her cousin, not her own brother...... I'll go!" Rong Sheng hurried to Murong Mansion without stopping.

Changfeng looked at Rong Sheng's back and touched the back of his head, "You are a cousin and not a sister, can you be so nervous?" He was about to follow, when he ran into his master coming back, "Master, did you come back with Miss Rong Sheng?"

"Hmm. Baili Fusu replied casually.

"Master, Miss Rong Sheng is worried about Miss Murong's illness and has gone to Murong Mansion, aren't you together?" Changfeng looked at the master's gloomy face, and seemed to be in a bad mood, could it be that when he went to deliver the medicine, the master had a conflict with Miss Rong Sheng again? Before he could think about it carefully, the master over there had already spoken:

"If you want to go with Rong Sheng, you can go, I still have something to do later, so I won't run to Murong Mansion. ”

Changfeng didn't have time to gossip a few words, and the master had already entered the Rong Mansion. In his opinion, how can the master have anything to do? Obviously, he is angry with Miss Rong Sheng, so he still has to go to Murong Mansion to see the situation before making plans.

Murong Mansion

When Rong Sheng came, Murong Jin waited a lot at the door of Murong Concubine Xue, his hair was stained with ice slag blown by the cold wind, he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Rong Sheng's appearance, "Why are you here?"

"I heard Changfeng say that Fei Xue's condition is not good, I'm quite worried. Rong Sheng glanced at the food plates piled up at the door of the room and asked Murong Jin, "She turned you away and hasn't seen you?"

Murong Jin nodded wistfully, since Xian'er's death, his father and mother have quarreled endlessly, his sister Concubine Xue is no longer close to him, the family has undergone earth-shaking changes, and seeing that Murong Mansion is decadent, he can't do anything. He looked up slightly apologetic, "Cousin, can you help me go in and enlighten her......"

"I ...... Do your best, you go change your clothes first. Rong Sheng persuaded Murong Jin away, ordered the maid to prepare a new bowl of hot soup, and then instructed a few servants to break the door open.

As soon as she reached the door, there was a curse from inside: "I have said that Miss Ben is not hungry or thirsty, do you not understand human words or are you bold enough to disobey me? Believe it or not, I told my father that you did not serve well and sold you one by two?"

"Do you want to sell even me?" Rong Sheng took the hot soup and walked inside, and just after taking a few steps, jade fragments splashed at her feet, hindering her steps.

"Sister Xian'er is dead, I don't want to see anyone, get out. The shouts kept coming.

Seeing this, Rong Sheng probably knew it, put down the hot soup, and smiled, "I can sprinkle and fight the jungle, and scold people eloquently, it seems that I don't have madness." Hiding in the house and not seeing anyone, what, hiding a secret?"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Rong Sheng's unintentional words made Murong Feixue, who was a thief, vigilant. The trick of being brutal and willful has been tried and tested, and it will be invalid as soon as it arrives at Rong Sheng, Murong Feixue She doesn't want to steal the identity of Rong Sheng, so she gets up to chase away the guests, who expected, Rong Sheng tiptoed, stepped over the slag, and came in.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was indescribably embarrassing.

Murong Concubine Xue froze in place, not knowing how to deal with Rong Sheng, who did not act according to common sense.

Rong Sheng frowned, she always felt that Murong Feixue in front of her was a little strange, she couldn't say what was wrong for a while, in short, she was very uncomfortable, she pointed to the soup on the table, "I'm angry, I should always eat the meal, Murong Xian is dead, the house is in chaos, can you stop playing tricks and adding to the chaos?"

"I don't want to eat it now, the soup is here, you go first. Murong Feixue staggered Rong Sheng's inquiring gaze, her eyes clasped on her fingertips.

Rong Sheng's eyebrows furrowed, this kind tone was not quite like Murong Feixue. With Murong Feixue's fiery temperament, eighty percent will scold: "Rong Sheng, you little slut, who wants you to fake kindness to send food, aren't you just a joke that you want to come to see me under the guise of visiting, let me tell you, whether you eat or not is my business, and I can't make you nosy!"