Chapter 113: Be side to side

Chapter 113 is to be sideways
Du's end of the ginseng soup, a slow sigh of sigh, a long way: "Just a rough rumor came to the news, Murong Xue retired to the Jing Wangfu's ceremony, all were sent back ..."
Murong softly glimpsed: "Mother's meaning is..."
"Murong Xue ironed his heart to retreat, Jing Wang Ye refused to agree, they both contradicted, we just can sneak into the air, let Qing dynasty replace Murong Xue, marry into the Jing Wangfu!" Du Shi said one word The light in the eyelids flashed.
"This... not good." Murong softly frowned: "After all, Qing dynasty surnamed Song, not surnamed Murong, not the direct family of the town of Houfu..."
Du's disapproval: "They all belong to the town of Hou, and they have a lot of money. Missy, Miss Zhang has something to do with it."
"The relationship between Jing Wang Laoye and Murong Yue is very shallow. He decided that the daughter of Murong Yue is a daughter-in-law. He will never agree to marry him." Mu Rongrou looked at Du Shi and disapproved.
"Jing Lao Wang does not agree, we can think of a way to let him agree ..." Du Shi said low, the bottom of the flashing meaning is profound.
Seeing that Rong Rong frowned, the house struggled for decades, she knew clearly what Du’s method was:
This... not good, the clear reputation of the Qing Dynasty is ruined, she can’t do it right... ..."
Du's face was dull and unpleasant to her: "What do you dream of? The night is dusty, but it is so sweet. He and Murong Xue are so stiff, not because he wants to make Murong Xue a side, good. Give his sweetheart a place to go to the Qing Dynasty. If you marry into the Jingwang Palace, you can only do side squatting. If you are in the position of being righteous, I am afraid I don’t even know how to die..."
Murong soft glimpse, the appearance of the night of the dust on the maintenance of Qin Yuyan, and his iron-blooded wrists, the spirit of the fight a cold war: she almost forgot about this matter, clear into the Jing Wangfu, really can only do sideways!
The night is dusty, noble, capable, and has the power to marry him. He is more than married to other family members.
Qingyi and Yuyue Dust have a marriage contract. The day-to-day questioning room is again vicious, and they dare not just take care of it. After the marriage is married to the Jingwang House, the identity is not as low as Qin Yuyan, but it is not too low. It is a good thing to do both. ......
Looking at her approval, Du's satisfied with a nod. "When the Qing Dynasty is married to the Jing Wangfu, Jing Wang will become a strong backing for us. At that time, we can remediate Murong Xue without any care... Become the real master of the town government Houfu... Maybe you can re-do back to Mrs. Wu Anhou..."

Hey!
The closed door was pushed open. Song Qing’s face was gloomy and sullen, and he was angry.
Mother, grandmother, I don’t want to marry Jing Wang...

Du Shiyi said: "Why?" Jing Wang is on the sidelines, but many people want to ask for it.
"Because... I like Ouyang Shizi!" Song Qing screamed with arrogance, and his delicate face was shy and stunned.
Du's frowns tightly: "Ouyang's mind is on Murong Xue. There is no so-called marriage contract between you and him. You like him and he likes it. He won't marry you...

"I will try to make him like me!" Song Qingyi solemnly promised, full of shyness: "Even if he does not like me, I can find a way to become his side..."
Du's cold cry: "Murong Xue also likes Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue's mind and means, you have not seen it, as long as she is next to Ouyang Shaohao, you will definitely not be the side of Ouyang Shaohao..."
Song Qingyi hurriedly said: "I can find a way to turn Murong Xue away..."
"Ouyang Shaohao and Murong Xue have been sleeping together intimately. On the road, they are all clasped together, for fear of being dispersed. If you have a little trick, can you divide them?" Politely interrupted her words, and the bottom of the bottom flashed a little contempt:
She grew up watching Song Qingyu, naturally knowing her granddaughter, her eyes are low, and she has no ability. On the face of Murong Xue, she will not be able to use a few rounds and will be defeated!
Song Qingyan had a small face, slightly pale, and incredulously said: "What are you talking about?"
"This kind of thing, what do I lie to you?" Du Shi gave her a sigh of relief: "I just reported it, saying that they are embracing each other, lying on the loungers of the Snowfall Court, and now they should not wake up. If you don't believe it, you can go and see for yourself."
The Song Qing dynasty ignited the raging anger, the grandmother said so calmly, things must be true, the despicable and shameless Murong Xue, even snatched the Ouyang Shizi, hateful!
"Well, I am married to Jing Wangye to do side squatting!" When she became Jing Wang's side, she must learn from Murong Xue, let her survive, can't die!
Looking at her firm gaze, Du Shi and Mu Rongrou looked at each other with a glance at each other.
Du's slightly stunned his eyes and said one word: "Jing Lao Wang is a very stubborn person. It is not easy for him to promise to change his fiancee. Let's make a total of the total, and be sure to be foolproof!"
Jing Lao Wang Ye was called to Beijing, and did not hide his whereabouts. He returned to the capital, but the old disease recurred, and soon spread throughout the capital.
Wenwu Baiguan went to see him with precious herbs. He was seriously ill and needed to recuperate. It was not appropriate to see the guests and refused to do so.
When Murong Jian came to Jingwang to ask for advice, Jing Lao Wang was leisurely sunbathing in the courtyard and looking at the prayers submitted by Murong Jian. His eyes sank and he said: "Please come in."
He has not seen Murong Jian for ten years. Since Murong Jian came to visit him, he may wish to see him.
Although Murong Jian is the second uncle of Murong Xue, his relationship with Murong Xue is like a fire. He should not come to test his own. Even if he is tempted, it does not matter. The marriage contract between the two will never be lifted...
Just thinking, I saw a middle-aged man walked over under the guidance of the guards. He wore a white-colored embroidered robes, a black satin belt at the waist, a black high-heeled boots, a five-faced Ying, and a handsome face. Slightly gift: "Wang Ye!"
Jing Lao Wang Ye faintly sighed, looked up and down at him, and smiled slightly: "If you haven't seen it for ten years, you haven't changed anything at all. It's really enviable..."
Murong Jian smiled softly: "Wang Ye praised, Wang Ye's style, not minus the same year..."
"This king has been injured for many years, and the body is not as good as one year a year..." Jing Lao Wang sighed softly, faintly said: "Don't stand, sit down!"
"Thank you, Grandpa!" Murong Jian smiled slightly, sitting gracefully opposite the Jing Wang, and the young woman behind him was now out.
Jing Lao Wang slightly said: "Is this?"
"This is the niece under the hood, clear!"
(End of this chapter)