Black Belly Wife - Chapter 264

Murong Yunshu is also very puzzled. This series of abnormal phenomena really smells like a mountain full of rain.

"Is Lord Nie in the house?" Murong Yunshu asked Lu'er behind him.

Lu'er: "Yes. Master Nie has never been out since he lived in."

"How about Feng Ling?" Murong Yunshu asked.

Lu'er: "Master Nie does not go out, nor does Miss Feng go out, and runs with Master Nie all day long."

The door does not go out and does not go. What does he want to do? Murong Yun Shu Fengmei frowned, and said after a long time: "Yes, the boat is naturally straight to Qiaotou. Just when he is a friend who comes to eat and drink, three meals a day, good wine and good food are waiting."

Nie Qing was very contradictory. Knowing that this trip had no chance, he came. Because he wanted to see her, he wanted to wipe out the memory of her in his brain. How many midnight dreams are lost, and how many springs and autumns are memorable. I want to forget but I can't forget, I want to see but I can't see. He pulled his heart back and forth, even if he stood in an inconspicuous corner, as long as he could see her and saw her smile.

Finally, God had eyes, and gave him the opportunity to stand beside her with integrity.

Only, she will not agree.

Nie Qing smiled bitterly and lived in Murong Palace for some days, but she never came to him. Do not ask him how well he has been in the past few years, and why he came to Jinling.

She didn't ask, and he couldn't speak. Just as he was greedy for this comfort under the same roof with her. Wait, wait until everyone is there, wait until the arrow is on the string ...

"I heard that you are my father's rival."

Nie Qing was taken aback by the sudden and tender voice, and looked at it, and saw a little boy looking up at him coldly, but his face showed the arrogance of the unforgettable, all-seeing.

A familiar look, familiar.

Suddenly, Nie Qingji saw the little boy that day when he came to Murong. It seemed to be called Chu Murong, the son of Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge. Thinking of this, when Nie Qing looked at him again, he almost saw it as Chu Changge.

Seeing that Nie Qing didn't reply, Chu Murong's little face "exposed" a little impatience, and he repeated the tone, "I heard that you are my father's rival?"

Before Nie Qing answered, Feng Ling didn't know where to jump out, pinching Chu Murong's nose and said, "Children don't talk nonsense. Your uncle Nie is mine, it has nothing to do with your father."

Chu Murong opened Feng Ling's hands with disgust, and said, "Uncle Xi said he was my father's rival."

"They talk nonsense!" Feng Ling immediately raised his eyebrows, and then smiled at Chu Murong very sympathetically: "Adults, children don't care, you know?"

Chu Murongte gave her a disdainful glance and said coolly: "A man's business, women don't care."

In an instant, Feng Ling was choked by his saliva and coughed red.

"It's such a big person, it's the same as a child." Nie Qing patted her back.

Feng Ling suddenly smiled and threw out his tongue embarrassedly, "Is someone scared by him." He claimed to be a man before his teeth were changed. How did Brother Chu teach his son!

auzw.com Nie Qing frowned a little helplessly, then looked at Chu Murong and asked, "How about your father?"

"Accompany my mother to the market." Chu Murong said.

Nie Qing: "I am a good friend with your father and mother. Don't talk about that kind of words in the future."

"Are you really not my father's rival?"

"Do you know what rivals mean?"

Chu Murong was questioned by Nie Qing, and he flustered twice before saying: "Anyway, it's not a good person."

"You can go find someone's fault." Nie Qingdao said.

After Chu Murong left, Nie Qing fell into contemplation. Feng Ling stared at Nie Qing in contemplation.

For a long time, Nie Qing suddenly looked up at Feng Ling and said very seriously: "Let's get married."

"Ah?" Feng Ling froze for a long time before he recovered. "Nie, Nie Qing, did you take the wrong" medicine "?"

Nie Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and said with a black face: "Yes, I took the wrong" medicine ", so I suddenly wanted to marry you. When the effect of the" medicine "passed, this would not count ..."

"I will!" Feng Ling immediately interrupted Nie Qing's words and rushed at him with surprise, hugging and jumping around his neck. "Nie Qing, the" medicine "will not work, and it will not work for a lifetime. Even if it passes, you will never forget it!"

Nie Qing was infected by Feng Ling's happiness, and he hugged her in the corner of her mouth, and hugged her, whispering: "When Jinling's affairs are done, I will go to raise your brother."

"Well." Feng Ling focused on his head, and the smile on his face was brighter than ever.

Soon, Nie Qing and Feng Ling's life-span reached Murong Yunshu's ears, and the messenger was Feng Ling.

"Murong, Murong, Nie Qing is finally willing to marry me!" Feng Ling yelled like a treasure when he entered the door.

Murong Yunshu smiled slightly and said, "It's his blessing that he is cold wood, and it is his blessing to marry you. He should be the one who tells the world. How did you finally sell yourself as you wish?"

"You don't know." Feng Ling sat across from Murong Yunshu and said energetically: "Nie Qing is very popular. When in Beijing, so many officials and nobles want to marry him with their own money, and some even daughter He was given to him as a concubine. The results were all packed and sent back by him. I have been following him for so long, and I am almost out of confidence. He suddenly said he would marry me, can I not be excited? You asked Brother Chu, when you promised Was he excited when he married him? "

Murong Yunshu raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Changge, "Are you excited?"

Chu Changge took a sip of hot tea, and said slowly: "I am excited, you are not very clear?" The tone is quite ambiguous.

Murong Yunshu looked baffled, how could she know? Suddenly, Murong Yunshu thought that someone had tossed all night that night in the Dongfang Huadeng Night ......

"Huh, Murong, why is your face red?" Feng Ling asked strangely.

"My face is not red."

Feng Ling stared at the small radish head that suddenly popped up and said, "I am talking about your mother."