Murongxue was not born weak and sick, but he was cold and poisonous when he was four years old. The cold poison is overbearing and will make life worse than death. It can only be restrained with its natural enemy fire lotus seed.
After Murongxue was poisoned, Murongyue blocked the news. This secret, only Murongyue's couple, Murongye's brothers and sisters, and the old King Jing, Ye Yichen knew ...
The man in black still lowered his head, silent.
Murong Ye glanced at the sharp and cold mane, grabbed the collar of the black man, and knocked him down to the ground, kicking a few feet on his chest resentfully, turning around, turning his head back Step outside.
"Brother, where are you going?" Murong Xue asked softly, his voice weak.
"Go to Jingwang Mansion, find Ye Yichen!" Murongye replied without stopping his head, angry.
Murong Xueliu frowned: "What are you doing with him? He won't admit he is the mastermind."
"Even if he doesn't admit it, I will go to Jingwang Mansion to meet him, and I can't let him bully us!" Murongye said with a gritted teeth, striding out of the Luoxue Pavilion.
Mu Rongxue's muscles and veins were as painful as needles, and a layer of virtual sweat came out of his body. His slender body stumbled and almost fell.
The maid Anxiang hurried forward, carefully holding her arm: "Miss, slave, help you to rest."
"No, bring a man in black and follow me to Jingwang Mansion." Murong Xue's eyes were cold: Jing Wang Mansion was Ye Yichen's mansion. There were many contradictions between Ye Yichen and her. She was not worried that Murong Ye went alone.
Moreover, after leaving the cliff, she was busy dealing with Du Shi and Murong Rou, did not pay much attention to Ye Yichen, and it was time to see the former fiancé in the high position and holding the weight!
Jingwang Mansion
Ye Yichen struck a purple purplish robe, standing in the octagonal pavilion, setting the easel, holding the wolf pen quickly and waving, and the blossoming rose flowers suddenly appeared on the white rice paper.
Thinking of the person who likes rose flowers, he doesn't feel the corners of his mouth rising up with a beautiful arc: after drawing this picture for her, she must like it very much ...
"Sir Hou, this is the King's Mansion, you can't break into it ..."
"Go away, Benhou will see Ye Yichen ..."
"Sorry, Xiaohou, no one can enter the house at will without the order of the prince ..."
"There are hundreds of thousands of urgent matters for Ben Hou to find him, they are delayed, you can't afford it ... Hey, what are you doing? Don't pull me ... Ye Yichen, you come out for me, get out ..."
A fierce noise came into his ears, Ye Yichen frowned unpleasantly, and looked up, only to see that Murong Ye was angry and wanted to rush into the house, and three or four Jingwang Mansion guards clutched his arm tightly. Drag out ...
He came to Jingwang Mansion so early, his speed is really fast!
The corner of Yeyichen's mouth bent a little invisible arc, gently waved his hand, the guards understood, released Murong Ye, and retreated to the side!
Murongye went into the pavilion with a somber face, and stretched his hand to Ye Yichen, saying unkindly: "Yue Yichen, take the fire lotus seeds!"
Fire lotus seeds are produced in Huoyun Mountain, Huoyun Mountain is in Yunnan, and Yunnan is the land of the Jingwang Mansion. After the Huolian seeds are harvested, most of them stay in the Jingwang Mansion, and only a small amount flows outside.
The fire lotus seeds bloom every five years, and the fruits are produced in five years, and the output is very small. The fire lotus seeds that Murong Xue took before were all purchased by Murong Yue and Ge Hui successively in major drug stores in Beijing. All of them were destroyed in black clothes. In the hands of the deceased, in a short time, Murong Ye couldn't find the fire lotus seeds to give Murong Xue to take.
Ye Yichen's eyelids were drooping, painting gracefully, and the young and handsome face made people unable to move their eyes: "The fire lotus seeds in Jingwang Mansion, why do you say you want it?"
"It's up to you to send someone to ruin my sister's fire lotus seeds!" Murong Ye stared at him bitterly: "If those fire lotus seeds are good and my sister is safe, I'm too lazy to come to Jingwang Mansion to find you."
"Murongxue's fire lotus seeds are destroyed. It is the incompetence of the people of your country's palace. They are not well guarded. What do you do with this king?"
Murong Ye gritted his teeth: "You ... I'm too lazy to argue with you. In a word, don't give the fire lotus seeds!"
"Murongxue has proposed to Ben Wang to retire. The current Jing Wang Mansion has nothing to do with the Zhenguo Hou Mansion. Ben Wang gives you fire lotus seeds, whose name is not correct." Ye Yichen said casually, his voice faint.
"Speaking of it, you still want to accept my sister as a concubine! My sister disagrees, so you use such a mean method to force her to follow, don't you feel too shameless? My sister's cold poison has already happened, now tonight If she refuses to accept the fire lotus seeds, she will die. "Murong Ye looked at him firmly, his eyes burning with anger.
Ye Yichen said nothing to him, saying lightly: "Now Murong Xue is the former fiancee of this king, what is her life and death to do with this king?"
"You!" Murong Ye choked, a bright flush of Jun Yan's face, he saw it, Ye Yichen was iron, and he didn't want to give him fire lotus seeds. It was useless to argue with him.
"Jingwang Mansion does not give away things, we can always buy it, please ask the prince to make a price, even if you want Jinshan Yinshan, I will offer you the same."
"There is no shortage of money in Jingwang Mansion. No matter how much money you pay, this king will not sell fire lotus seeds! If Murong Xue wants to use fire lotus seeds, there is only one way to marry into Jing Wang Mansion and be the side concubine of this king!"
In the last few words, Ye Yichen aggravated his voice, and he heard Murongye's face dark, and his eyes were angry and he was about to burst into flames!
Ye Yichen turned a blind eye, looking at the sky, a 'good heart' reminder: "You still have two hours to consider!"
"You don't have to think about it, I can reply to King Jing now!" Murongxue came over with the support of Anxiang, the voice of Qingling was dry and dull, her beautiful face was pale and bloodless, and her slender body seemed weak. When the wind blows, she will fall, but her dark eyes are filled with strong strength and stubbornness, saying one by one: "I would rather die than marry Prince Jing as a concubine!"
The movement of Ye Yichen's paintings was awkward and gloomy, and a sharp haze flashed through the sharp eyes!
Murong Xue turned a blind eye, grabbed the dead man in black behind him, and dragged him in front of Ye Yichen, smiling and saying: "This man is the culprit who destroyed my fire lotus seeds. He thought to himself and killed me. Huang Quan, I If he cannot find his master behind the scenes, let him be buried with me! "
When the words fell, Murongxue's wrist was turned, and the sharp hairpin pointed a thin and long mouth on the neck of the dead, the scarlet blood line splashed, and it was spattered on the silver cylinder, bright red ...
The man stiffened the piece, fell to the ground with a thump, his eyes were wide, his eyes were ashes!
The golden sunlight shone on the hairpin tips, refracted the dazzling light, and the thick bloody smell fluttered, making people feel cold and frightened ...