Chapter 420: Who is the father (1)

Chapter 420 Who is the father (1)
"You two, have mutual affection." Murong Jian's light voice is filled with infinite embarrassment and ridicule: a four-product official's wife, the wife of a eunuch, has a relationship with each other, it is really a laugh...
Zhou Hao’s eyes were red, and the big teardrops overflowed the eyelids and flowed down his cheeks:
Master, we are really not what you think...

"That's because he didn't plant it, you think so, it's not like that." Murong Jian said sullenly, his eyes were full of smirk.
Zhou Xiao’s face was pale and bloodless, and her heart was filled with grievances: After returning to Beijing, she and Jin Xian had only seen a few faces. She simply said a few words. This time he saw her hurt. Too heavy, will come here, comfort her, no other meaning, why the lord refused to believe her words...
"Zhou, my son, but my own son?" Murong Jian asked a deep inquisition into the ear, hitting the heart, Zhou Wei's body trembled, screaming: "When... of course... oh, of course, The old son of the lord..."
"You didn't lie to me?" Murong Jian looked at Zhou Wei for a moment, not letting go of any expression on her face.
Zhou Wei’s unnatural smile:
This kind of big thing, I lied to the master what to do...

"The more important things, the more you want to lie, otherwise, how can you get away with it!" The cold female voice rang, Murong Xueyu Tingting walked into the room, looking at Zhou Wei.
Zhou Yan's eyelids jumped violently, and looked coldly at Murong Xuedao: "What do you mean? Do you suspect that I and Wei Dugong have an affair?"
"Yeah." Murong Xue nodded honestly.
Zhou Rong was angry and burned: "Mu Rongxue, you don't want to bully too much. When we are young, we have one in Zhoucheng and Weifu in the east of the city, one in the west of the city, separated from the whole capital. We have never seen each other, where is it? Personal feelings..."
"The two of you are indeed far away, but the two ancestors of Wei and Wei Dugong are in Luoyang, or they are in the right neighbors!" Murong Xue said, holding a stack of paper, 狠When I arrived at Zhou Wei, a piece of white paper was like a snowflake.
Murong Xue’s cold voice slowly sounded in the snow flakes:
When visiting a relative in a certain year, Erzhen and Wei Dugong met, the beautiful girl, the handsome boy fell in love at first sight, and getting along year after year, it’s sweet as rubbery paint, dark Set a lifelong, just wait for the second and the second, and Wei Dugong will beg his parents to pay homage to the two."
"I don't want to, just half a month before the second and the second, Wei Dugong's father was greedy, and the amount was huge. He was sentenced to a shackle. The son-in-law of the family was filled into the priesthood, and the man was filled into the palace and became a small waiter. Second, sad and sad, but can not help any, but also very unfortunately found that he was pregnant, coincides with the second uncle to the age of marriage, after the grandmother brought a kiss to your family, you will marry the second uncle ......"
Zhou Wei trembled with both hands and picked up a page of paper, looking at the bits and pieces of her and Wei Jinxian recorded above, her beautiful face instantly whitened, the bottom of the flashing flashed a thick panic, clutching the paper, licking the face Murong Xue smashed the past: "You are nonsense, nonsense... these are all fabricated by you, fabricated..."
Murong Xue waved his paper and dismissed it. "Do you mean that Murong is not born after you and your second uncle have been married for seven months?"
"The child is premature, premature birth..." Zhou Yan's eyes flashed unnaturally, hurriedly arguing.
"Yeah, the son of the second-born premature, like Wei Dugong, in the position of his heart, has an identical embarrassment." Murong Xue said with a slight smile, his eyes cold as ice!
Wei Jinxian sharply stunned his eyes: Murong Xue knew that he had a flaw on his chest. He knew that he was the assassin who stabbed her. He pretended to be so good, she could still see through it. It was really not simple...
Murong Jian looked at Murong Xue little by little: "What are you talking about?"
"You lifted Murong Yu, and opened him and Wei Duong's chest in front of his chest and saw it." Murong Xue said it was light and fluttering, but Zhou Wei heard the body tremble, and hurriedly said: Master, don't listen to her, she is arguing..."
"Come to people, go to the Yueyueyuan, and carry the nephew." Murong Jian screamed, his eyes cold as ice.
"Yes!" Someone outside the door took the lead.
Zhou Wei’s face was pale and bloodless. During the period, Ai’s looked at Murong Jian:
Master, you don’t believe me...

"I just want to prove it. If my nephew is really my biological son, you have not done anything to be sorry for me, why should you be afraid?" Murong Jian said faintly, his body suddenly turned, and he reached the front of Wei Jinxian in the blink of an eye. Opened his clothes, white skin, and there is a little dark cockroach.
Wei Jinxian glanced at him and waved his hand to open Murong Jian. The bottom of his mouth was filled with anger and anger. He was seriously injured and thought about his chest. He did not observe it for a while. He even let Murong Jian get awkward. It is really hateful: "Mu Rongjian, pay attention Your own identity."
"Thank you Wei Duke public reminder, the lower official has been paying attention." Murong Jian said casually, frequently looking out of the house, when the guards lightly lifted Murong's figure in sight, he looked at the light, the toes light Point, in the moment to Murong Yu, stretched out his robes, pulled up the white gauze wrapped around him, saw a black cockroach, no matter the position, the look, the size and the size of Wei Jinxian’s chest Exactly...
"Oh!" Murong Jian smiled, cold smile, looked up a little bit in the smile, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, cold and cold shot to Zhou Wei, Wei Jinxian: "What else do you have to say?"
The low voice reveals the smell of gnashing teeth, and the sound of Murong’s body trembles, and the incomprehensible words:
Hey, what happened?

Murong Jian turned a deaf ear to the ears, and hated the Zhou Wei and Wei Jinxian.
Zhou Xin’s heart sank to the bottom of the valley, sitting on the bed and looking pale...
Wei Jinxian disapproved: "It's just a slap, can you explain what? There are thousands of people in the world, and there are no tens of thousands and thousands of people on their chests. Are they all biological fathers and sons?"
Murong Jian’s eyes sank and he didn’t talk, and he’s shouting at the bottom...
Murong Xue sneered, and Wei Jinxian was clever. He even thought of this excuse. However, it is not so easy to want to get away with it. "You can confess your blood, whether you are a father or a child, you will see it when you try it!"
Wei Jinxian glanced at him and looked coldly at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue was not afraid, looked at him with his gaze, and smiled and said: "How? Wei Dugong does not agree?"
(End of this chapter)