The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Really?" Song Qingyan came over slowly and stood in front of a fat dude, his chin raised, proudly said: "Did you hear me say fifty-two silver in a game?"

The fat dude shook his head decisively: "No!"

Song Qingyan turned to look at a skinny dude: "Have you heard?"

"No, no, absolutely not!" The thin dude shook his head and waved his hand, negating it very simply.

"You ... you ..." Murong Ye looked at familiar faces, shocked and speechless, Song Qingyan was their friend, he was also their friend, but at the critical moment, why did they all help Song Qingyan, Refuse to say justice for him?

Murong Xue sneered, not that they refused to speak fair to Murong Ye, but that they were bought by Song Qingyan, or caught by him, and dared not speak for him!

In other words, Murong Ye was calculated by their cooperation.

"Murong Ye, you have heard all of them, are you still prepared to quibble?" Song Qingyan looked at Murong Ye with a raised eyebrow, complacent.

Murongye stared at him bitterly, the hands under his sleeves clenched tightly, and the moyu-like eyes turned red little by little: he didn't quibble, all he said was facts.

"Don't quibble, then pay back the money!" Song Qingyan saw him staring at himself without speaking, scorned scornfully in his heart, shook out the letter, and slammed it in front of everyone: "This is the agreement we signed, everyone see It ’s clear, the amount owed by Murong Ye is a bit large, and there are both personal evidence and physical evidence. Do n’t you say I bullied their orphans and siblings ... ”

Murong Rou stood at the door, watching Murong Ye's eyes full of anger, suffering, and the mood of stagnation instantly relaxed: Murong Ye lost 500,000 two silver in one hour, absolutely a real prodigal, Wenwu hundred officials , Noblemen and nobles will spurn him and hate him, his reputation will be completely destroyed.

In contrast, it was insignificant that I had greeded them for nearly a million or two silvers in ten years. After all, even if I did n’t take those things, I would be defeated by Murong Ye in two hours.

Zhen Guohou House will not be hollowed out by itself, but will be gambled down by Murong Ye.

After today, gossip and reprimands will be much less. Murongye ’s generous hand at the gaming table will be spread throughout the city ...

Looking at her insidious glory, Murong Xue sneered, this is the purpose of Murong Rou, to discredit Murong Ye into a lot of money, a hopeless prostitute, her ten years of private shop, Others will stop worrying ...

Because everything needs to be compared. A despicable and shameless person, compared with the unselfish person of the Duke, people certainly want to slash her, but compared with another more despicable and shameless person, she seems less fierce and vicious. .

To discredit Murong Ye and whiten herself, only Murong Rou can come up with such a mean and shameless way, but she will never let Murong Rou do what she wants: "It is easy to change fifty two to five thousand two. Add one to the cross. Skip it. "

Song Qingyan glanced at him, frowning and looking at Murong Xue: "Why would my second son Wu'anhou Wutang do such a mean and shameless thing ..."

"It's hard to say!" Murongxue sneered dismissively: "Sometimes ago, a gentle and virtuous lady in Wu'an Hou's house almost emptied my mother's dowry shop, your character as the second son of Wu'an Hou's house ... Believe ... "

Murong Rou's face paled instantly, and the hands under her sleeves clenched tightly: she took the effort of nine cows and two tigers before they let everyone divert their attention. Murongxue's short words made the contempt and disdainful eyes fall. It's really abominable to return to myself!

"I am me, she is her, and I have nothing to do with her. You rarely confuse me with her." Song Qingyan glanced at Murong Rou, staring at Murong Xue fiercely, holding the paper agreement in hand and shaking back and forth in front of her :

"Look, look, this is the proof that your brother owes me debts. What do you do to pay back the money? Is it not to repay the money and prepare to repay the debts? If you ca n’t afford to lose, do n’t play, and pay the bill. Your character is really bad.

"Song Qingyan!" Murong Ye was irritated. When his figure moved, he would rush to fight with Song Qingyan.

Murongxue stretched out his hand and held him, looking directly at Song Qingyan: "Song Er's son won half a million silver coins in one hour, and gambling is really brilliant."

"Overwhelming!" Song Qingyan held his chin high, his nostrils skyward, and he was full of arrogance.

"You have gambled for so many games, are you sitting?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Yes!" Song Qingyan nodded arrogantly.

Murongxue stepped forward slowly, pointing to the iron cup in front of him: "Is this pair of dice used?"

"Yes!" Song Qingyan nodded again.

"Gambling with the hands and feet of the dice, Song Erzi, you are bluffing blatantly!" Murongxue grabbed the three dice and squeezed hard, and the dice instantly broke into two halves.

"Song Er's son calculated my brother shamelessly and humbly, and taught him vigorously and ridiculed him. Your character is the real scum that makes people dare not compliment!"

Everyone was stunned, looking at the six and a half hollow dice in her palm, shocked and speechless.

"Song Qingyan, you even counted me." Murong Ye first recovered, snarled, threw forward fiercely, waved his fist, and hit Song Qingyan fiercely.

The sharp pain came, and Song Qingyan instantly regained his mind, quickly waved his counterattack, the two violently wrestled, and the scene was chaotic.

The crowd did not mean any dissuasion, and there were numerous discussions:

"It's really Song Qingyan calculating Murong Xiaohouye ..."

"No, although Xiaohouye is a good bet, it is considered a decent one. He only bets fifty-two in one round. Even if he bets on one hundred rounds, he can still accept the loss of two silvers. But Song Qingyan even changed the gambling contract. Five thousand two in one game, this is obviously the money of the pit people ... "

"That is, someone first calculates the dowry shop of other mothers, and then he designs the silver two of others. This Wu'an Hou man is really amazing, knowing to bully the pair of fatherless and motherless brothers and sisters ..."

"The person who is close to Zhu Zhechi and the person who is close to Mexican Heihe are really not wrong at all ..."

Murong Rou's gloomy and terrible complexion: Murong Xue, it's her good thing that broke her ...

Murong Ye grew tall and practiced martial arts for another ten years. His fists and tigers thrived, and his fists were as dense as raindrops, and he mercilessly slammed into Song Qingyan.

Song Qingyan was one year younger than him, his body was thin, and he only knew how to embroider his legs with a few punches. After ten strokes, he was beaten to the point of parry, and had no strength to fight back. His face and body were injured, and he was in tears. Holding his head in both hands, shouting miserably: "Help, help ..."

Everyone is deaf to it. Children fight, it is common, and fights are healthier, especially like Song Qingyan. At a young age, the means are despicable, and you should get a lesson, a long memory ...

Song Qingyan saw no one heeded his call for help, Murongye also crimson eyes, there is a frame that does not kill him without stopping, he was terrified, crying tears:

"It was Murong Rou who made me do this. She bought me guys and made hands and feet on the dice. She taught me, and said that we won five or five points of the winning silver. We are accomplices. Murong Ye, you can't beat me alone. ... "