The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Murong Xue?Didn't she call her a sick person?How come suddenly?

Murong squinted softly, looked up, and saw Murongxue walked slowly along the Qingshi Road. The light blue long floor skirt flicked across the smooth ground, dragging out a long trace, the big face of the palm was bright and bright Touching, with a shallow smile in the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes are cold.

Murongxue is here, it is more convenient for her to implement the strategy!

Murong Rourou glanced at Mrs. Song, who was smiling all over. The old woman slandered herself in front of everyone, and she didn't need to give her face anymore.

There was a sneer in the corner of her mouth, and she walked towards Murong Xue: "Xue'er, don't you say that your body is uncomfortable? How come you are holding up to celebrate your birthday?"

Looking at her hypocritical smile, Murong Xue was too lazy to talk to her hypocritically and said coldly, "I'm here to find my brother."

Murong Rou disagreed and said with a smile: "Yeer is in the front yard ..."

"He is not in the front yard, and his little servant said he is in the guest yard." Murong Xue interrupted her coldly and corrected him unkindly.

Aristocratic ladies, all of them do n’t think she is rude. After all, there is someone standing in front of you who has devised a plan to seize your property. Anyone who sees this kind of person will sneer at her and be polite to her, not Hypocrisy is a fool.

Murongrou ’s decent smile instantly froze on his face, and the smelly girl dare to openly refute her words. She really did n’t know what to do. When she succeeded in her strategy, see how she was arrogant: “It ’s not yet lunch time, Yeer should Why didn't you enter the guest house without drinking the bar? "

"I didn't follow him. How could I know what happened? Didn't I come to see it?" Murong Xue said coldly, and went straight over Murong Rou. With Feng Tao's guidance, he quickly walked towards the direction of the guest house.

Stinky girl, it's really empty-eyed and arrogant, if you don't want to use her hand to complete the plan, you are already welcome!Murong Rou gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, holding back his anger and chasing up: "I'll go to the guesthouse with you." When she succeeded in planning, Murong Xue would cry and grieve, regretting it.

The evil master of the Liupuzi incident, the miserable master, went to the guest house together. The noble ladies and Qianjin glanced at each other. They felt that there was excitement and they all followed.

The old ladies looked at Mrs. Song, the birthday star of today, full of doubts: Didn't she say that she punished Murong Rou to go to the Buddhist temple?How could she appear here?

Mrs. Song blushed white and white, and instantly changed dozens of colors: she clearly told Murong Rou repeatedly to guard the kitchen, deal with trivial matters, and refused to come to entertain the guests. She dared to defy her orders and openly let herself It's a nasty little bitch to not come to Taiwan.

"Murongye is the only seedling of Yue Houye, don't make any mistakes." Mrs. Lin spoke suddenly, broke the awkward atmosphere, and relieved Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song gave her a grateful look: "It makes sense, then let's take a look."

"Good!" The old ladies nodded, holding the maid's hand, and headed to the guest house with mighty power.

Murongxue hurried along the Qingshi Road. From afar, he saw Shuangxi holding his belly against the wall of a small courtyard. I didn't know what to think. As I approached, I found that Shuangxi was pale and haggard. Tormented and powerless: "What's wrong with you?"

Double Happiness came over bitterly: "Back to Missy, diarrhea, it took a hour!"

Murong Xueliu raised his eyebrows lightly: "Did you feel fine when you left the house in the morning? Why did you suddenly pull up your belly? Did you eat something unclean?"

Double Happiness shook his head hurriedly: "After the little came to Wu'an Hou Mansion, he didn't eat anything, only a few sips of tea ..."

That's when something was put in the tea. Double Happiness was man-made and smart. Murong Rou designed to tune him away. It must be for the convenience of calculating Murong Ye.

Murong Xue sneered with a sneer: "You will remember for a long time. In some people's homes, don't drink tea indiscriminately. This time it will only make you diarrhea. Next time, it may be intestinal rotten ..."

"Yes yes!" Double Happiness promised again and again, his face pale with fright.

Murongrou's face was gloomy, and the hand under his sleeve was clenched tightly. Murongxue was mocking her that Wu'an Hou Mansion was a poisonous den for money and death!Damn little bitch.

Murong Xuezhuang didn't see her ugly complexion, and walked straight into the courtyard, only to see the main house door wide open, clearly showing a large gambling table in the center of the room, and Song Qingyan wearing an ink blue brocade standing After the long table, proudly shook the dice.

Murong Ye stood opposite him. Under the coax of a large group of dudes around, he stared at Sheng Di's cup and shouted: "... Little little ... Little little ..."

Song Qingyan put the cup on the table hard, lifted the lid, and shouted arrogantly: "May five ... big ... Murong Ye, you lost ..."

Every time she encounters Murong Ye gambling, he loses, which is really useless!

Murong Xue frowned tightly and shouted, "Murong Ye!"

Qingling's voice rushed into the room with deep anger and got into Murong Ye's ear. He turned to look at her, and his depressed eyes instantly filled with surprise: "Sister, why are you here?"

"I'll see how much money you lost!" Murongxue said angrily, striding into the room.

They thought that what happened to Murong Ye, it turned out to be gambling!

Noble lady, Qianjin people sighed with relief and stood outside the door without following.

And the dudes saw that so many people were suddenly coming outside the house.

Murong Ye looked at the empty table in front of him and smiled embarrassedly: "Not much lost, not much ..."

"It's really not much, only half a million or two silver ..." Song Qingyan casually counted the high chips in front of him and spoke leisurely.

All the money that Murong Ye brought was lost, they signed an agreement, won a round, and put a bargaining chip.

So many aristocratic ladies, with thousands of dollars here, they can no longer continue to gamble money, it is time to liquidate the gambling money.

"What? Five hundred and two hundred?" Murong Ye's eyes widened in surprise: "How come there are so many?"

The noble lady, Qianjin, was surprised when she heard the news. She lost half a million yuan in the morning. The little prince of the country's government house was too bad. There are Jinshan and Yinshan, and he can't help him failing this way.

"How many innings did you lose, don't you remember?" Song Qingyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Ye: "Five thousand and two in one inning, so many innings add up ..."

"Aren't you talking about fifty-two silver in a game? How did it become five thousand two?" Murong Ye interrupted him sharply, staring at him coldly.

"What is fifty-two, Murong Ye, you can see clearly with your eyes wide open, the words written in black and white on it are plain, five thousand two in one game ..." Song Qingyan squeezed a piece of rice paper in front of Murong Ye, only See above: the cash is not enough, based on the word, lose five thousand two in a round, and finally settle the total.Murong Ye, Song Qingyan Shu!

"You cheated, and it was clearly written at fifty-two ..." Murong Ye angered, pointing at the dudes next to him: "Do not believe you ask them, when we said fifty-one games, they heard Clearly ... "