Chapter 426: Qijing Laowang

Chapter 426
I saw Murong Xueyu Tingting's coming over, the golden sun shining on her, just like a warm yellow halo around her body, hey, can't tell the sacred!
Someone years ago, it was completely coincident with the person in front of him. The eyes of Jing Lao Wang’s eyes were slightly tingling, and the cold voice said:
Who made you come in?

"Your son is at night!" Murong Xue replied unceremoniously.
Jing Wang’s singer screamed, and there was a thick anger at the bottom:
What are you doing?

"Take your son's care, come and see what you have been cured for a long time ..." Murong Xue said leisurely, carelessly looking at the Jing Wang Wang...
The face of Jing Lao Wang Hao is almost black and the ink is dripping out. Looking coldly at Murong Xue, he is preparing to reprimand. Qin Yuyan preemptively opened his mouth: "Murong Xue, you don't want to talk nonsense, the aunt is not a terminal illness..."
"I know that Jing Lao Wang Hao did not have any incurable disease, just angry and attacking the heart, will be ill ..." Murong Xue said casually, a lack of interest, unwilling to give Jing Lao Wang see the look of the doctor.
Qin Yuyan frowned slightly: "Why did the aunt's disease last for a long time?"
Murong Xue said: "Because her heart is too narrow, she can't open it because of some setbacks, her anger is suffocating, and she is sick."
"Stop!" Jing Lao Wang screamed her words, and the tired eyes burned with raging anger, as if to smother Murong Xue.
Murong Xue said that if he was innocent, he said carelessly: "At the beginning, in that other house, we only had a few words. The old Wang Hao was vomiting blood, not what is narrow-minded? The anger is small, attacking the heart, others It will be good to take a few days of rest, and the condition of Jing Lao Wang Wei is getting more and more serious. Isn’t it a narrow-minded?

"Your illness is a heart disease. As long as you have a broad mind, it will soon be good. If you continue to be so narrow, you will be mad at yourself for a year."
"Stop the mouth." Jing Lao Wang Yan once again interrupted Murong Xue's words, coldly looked at her: "Murong Xue, here is the Jing Wangfu, you come to be a guest, how can you open your mouth and ridicule the master of the house?"
"How can I ridicule the Jing Wang Wang, but I can only tell the truth. The illness of Jing Lao Wang is a heart disease. If you can't think of it yourself, Da Luo Shen Xian will come and can't save you!"
Murong Xue looked faintly at Jing Lao Wang, and said one word: "If Jing Lao Wang didn't like me, then I didn't say it. After a few days, Jing Lao Wang was seriously ill, and I will prepare one. A good gift was sent..."
"You curse me to die!" Jing Lao Wang Yan looked at Murong Xue coldly, and there was a raging anger at the bottom.
Murong Xue did not fear, looked at her in the eyes of her, coldly said: "You are always looking for death."
"You..." Jing Lao Wang slammed his finger at Murong Xue, and he couldn't say anything. He said, "You roll, roll... We don't welcome you!"
Murong Xue snorted and turned around, and did not go back to the outside. The cold snoring came from the wind: "When it rolls, who rarely stays in Jing Wangfu!"
"Roll!" Jing Lao Wang angered, grabbed the soup in his hand, and the evil murder of Murong Xue smashed the past...
Murong Xue disapproved, grabbed the antique vase on the small piece, and smashed the soup in the past. He only listened to the sound of '啪'. The soup and the vase collided and fell to the ground and fell into pieces of broken porcelain. sheet……
Jing Lao Wang’s angry shouts penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds:
Murong Xue!

Murong Xue turned a deaf ear, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a light smile, picked up the bead curtain, and was preparing to leave the room. The night stalked and walked over, looking at her standing at the door of the inner room, a slight glimpse: "You want to leave?"

"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded and did not lightly nodded: "Jing Lao Wang's illness is not a big problem, just take a rest, I can't help anything, I will stay soon..."
The night of the dust and sharp eyes swept over the anger of the Jing Wang Wang, fell to Murong Xue: "I will be at noon, I will use lunch and go."
Murong Xue shook his head: "No, I go back to lunch." The people at Jing Wangfu and her are not on the plate, facing them, she is suffering from food...
"I invite you to visit the palace. If you don't even have lunch, you can't say it too much..." Nightylight looked faintly at Murong Xue, and his voice was soft and breezy.
The beautiful face of Qin Yuyan was slightly white, and the hand under the sleeves was tightly gripped: Yi Chen never spoke to her so gently, but was so whispered to Murong Xue...
Jing Lao Wang Yan also frowned slightly, Yi Dian really liked Murong Xue, she could not agree with Yi Chen to marry Rong Rong Xue...
A faint glimmer of light flashed through, Jing Wang Wang stunned, looking at the light, saw the hands of the night, the incomprehensible said: "Yi Chen, what is in your hand?"
Everyone looked at the night, and saw that he had a sapphire necklace in his hand. The jewel made a big plum, and there was a small sapphire plum on the left and right sides. The whole necklace was fresh and not lost. Honorable...
Jing Wang, who read the treasures, couldn’t help but sigh: "The necklace is so beautiful, is it for jade smoke?"
At night, the dusty eyebrows smashed and did not speak.
Everyone looked at Qin Yuyan, only to see her wearing a snow-blue dress, embroidered with a beautiful plum blossom on the skirt, and this plum-shaped sapphire necklace is a perfect match.
"Jade smoke is to know that Yi Chen wants to give you a gift? Even wearing such a long skirt is coming?" Jing Lao Wang Xiaoxiao's teasing Qin Yuyan.
"Of course not." Qin Yuyan's beautiful face was slightly reddish: the long skirt was just worn by her, and she did not expect that Yi Chen would give her a present.
"Then you and Yi Chen can really be a heart and soul..." Jing Lao Wang smiled and smiled, the more he looked at Qin Yuyan, the more satisfied he was.
"Auntie!" Qin Yuyan screamed, and the beautiful little blush was about to bleed.
Jing Lao Wang Xiao smiles more and more invented: "Okay, well, don't tease you, Yi Chen gives you a gift, you will pick it up."
"Yes." Qin Yuyan sighed low, and walked to the front of the night with the support of Xiao Yu, red face: "Ie, thank you, this gift, I like it."
Su Bai’s little hand groped for the hand that stretched out to the night, ready to take the gift, didn’t want it, just as she touched the necklace, the night smashed and then took a step back, avoiding her hand, faintly said:
This article The necklace is not for you, I am going to give it to Murong Xue. If you want it, I will let you create one for you."
Qin Yuyan’s bright smile condensed on his face, his hand stretched out in front of the night, and the harvest was not, no, no...
(End of this chapter)