Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

...

"Fulang... Be gentle, sister Su Ying might hear you!"

Murong Fu smiled "hehe" and waved out.

When blowing out the candles, deliberately open the doors and windows.

"It's natural for a man to love a woman, so I'm afraid she will do something."

"do not…"

Lang Xueci still wanted to stop her, but Murong Fu didn't give her a chance to resist.

A strong blow.

In an instant, her mind was completely blank.

Afterwards, there were wonderful sounds coming out of the room?

It was in stark contrast to the snoring in Su Ying's room.

A few days.

Murong Fu walked out of Lang Xueci's room in good spirits, and happened to be bumped into by Su Ying.

"Well, why did you come out of Sister Xueci's room?"

Murong Fu shrugged his shoulders and said, "Recently I learned a new poem, and I just want to share it with my sister-in-law."

"Well, do you know poetry?" Su Ying felt strange, and asked, "What poetry?"

"Haha, just listen carefully." Murong Fu said with a smile:

"Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people on ancient roads, westerly winds and thin horses. The sun sets, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world..."

"???"

Su Ying was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Haha, you are still young, you will know when you grow up." Murong Fu walked out of the house triumphantly, and went directly to the prefect's mansion.

Not reconciled, Su Ying ran to Lang Xueci's room to inquire.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have just woken up, he asked, "Sister, it's already high sun, why are you still lying on the bed, is there something uncomfortable?"

Lang Xueci blushed, shook her head and said: "No, no, it's just that I went to bed late yesterday and was a little tired."

"Could it be the corpse poison in the body that hasn't been cleaned up yet? I'm feeling your pulse." Su Ying said as she grabbed Lang Xueci's wrist to feel his pulse.

From time to time, his face became more and more strange.

Seeing this, Lang Xueci was a little worried, and asked, "Sister Su, is there something wrong?"

"Huh? Strange, why is the yin energy in your body weak, but the yang energy is strong? It seems..." Su Ying was puzzled.

Lang Xueci asked curiously, "Like what?"

"It's like the symptoms I had after drinking Murong Fu's blood last time."

After Su Ying finished speaking, she looked Lang Xueci up and down, and asked, "Did you also drink Murong Fu's blood?"

"Ahem~ No, I can't talk nonsense without you. I'm not a blood-sucking monster."

Lang Xueci immediately turned red from the neck to the top of her head. If some water was poured on her body, white smoke might come out.

She was worried that Su Ying was saying something strange, so she quickly changed the subject: "By the way, sister Su, come to my place, do you have something to do?"

Su Ying patted her head and said:

"Ah, when I came out earlier, I ran into Murong Fu. He said he was here to teach you poems."

"What is the ancient west wind thin horse?"

"It's weird."

Lang Xueci wanted to die at this moment. If she knew it was this, she would not have asked if she was killed. She quickly shook her head and said, "I don't know. He just said something, but I didn't remember it."

"Ah, alright! If Sister Xueci is fine, I'll be leaving first."

Su Ying was worried about Lang Xueci's health, she didn't recover, and she didn't wait long to turn around and leave.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said:

"By the way, Sister Xueci, your voice is very hoarse, you must be on fire, remember to drink more water, if it doesn't work, I will prescribe some medicine for you tomorrow."

Lang Xueci nodded quickly and replied, "Okay...Okay."

Su Ying didn't say anything more, until she reached the door, she suddenly thought: "I forgot to ask Sister Xueci, did I hear any strange noises last night, it caused me to have nightmares all the time."

When Lang Xueci heard Su Ying's words outside the door, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and slip in.

What a day of shame!

On the other side, Murong Fu has already arrived at the prefect's mansion.

Song Yongsi, who was eating, heard that it was Murong Fu who was looking for him, so he quickly put down his chopsticks and went out to greet him.

"Master Murong, you are finally here." Song Yongsi said while holding Murong Fu's hand.

Murong Fu said indifferently: "What's the matter? Lord Song hasn't seen you for a few days, and he has become much haggard."

"You don't know, the mansion is too chaotic recently. Yesterday, someone blatantly dared to go to the quarantine area to kill people. If the officers and soldiers didn't go there in time, they might have killed all the patients inside."

There was a tinge of anger in Song Yongsi's tone, but his eyes were secretly looking at Murong Fu a lot.

I pray that Murong Fu can take the initiative to take this matter over.

Otherwise, he really has no ability to manage it.

Murong Fu didn't know what the other person was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I already know about this."

"Ah~ I'm relieved to hear Mr. Murong's words." Song Yongsi patted his forehead and said hastily: "Look at my head, I forgot how to treat guests. Mr. Murong Fu, please come inside quickly."

"Please." Murong Fu stretched out his hand without politeness.

The two walked into the hall, Murong Fu saw that he was eating, he said embarrassedly:

"It seems that it was not the right time to come down, disturbing Mr. Song's meal."