Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Hey, Murong Fu, let me tell you something." Su Ying said a little drunk.

"Oh, miracle doctor, please tell me what's the matter." Murong Fu smiled.

Su Ying said: "I found a recipe for wine in the Alchemy Book. If you like it, you can try brewing it. It might have a miraculous effect."

"Really, I'll go back and have a look at your place." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Hmph, drink slowly, I'm full!" Su Ying rolled her eyes at Murong Fu, got up and left.

Murong Fu smiled indifferently and watched the other party leave without saying anything.

Afterwards, Wang Yuyan and the other women also voluntarily left the table, and there were only a few men left to fight for the wine.

"Wow, I'm suffering!"

Who knew that while drinking, Murong Wudi actually started crying.

He was a nice big man, an old man who was nearly sixty years old, and wept bitterly for a little bit of face.

This stunned the few people present.

As the head of the family, Murong Fu asked in embarrassment: "Uncle Clan, what do you mean?"

"I... I am suffering, Patriarch!"

Murong Wudi took Murong Fu's hand and said: "The power I have managed for half my life was completely destroyed overnight. My good sons-in-law are all dead, and my daughters have all become widows. What a pain!"

Murong Fu was speechless for a moment, thinking what happened, he persuaded: "People cannot be resurrected after death, you should mourn."

"Well, the old man and the daughters will only stay in the old house in the future, so please don't dislike them." Murong Wudi raised his brows and secretly glanced at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was suddenly surprised, he didn't expect this old guy to have superb acting skills, and he changed his ways to stay in the Murong family.

"Hehe, don't worry, I have already discussed with your daughters to let you go back to the genealogy."

"Well, actually, whether the old man can go back to the genealogy is not important anymore, the key is that my daughters can't always stay in the old house without a name or a place."

Murong Wudi swayed around, his voice was different in size, and he looked completely drunk. Anyone who heard it would think that he was about to get drunk.

Murong Fu felt very guilty when he heard it, it seems that the old guy already knew about his affair with Murong Qiniang and Murong Xiaoba, this is a forced marriage, he replied embarrassingly:

"Don't worry, Uncle Clan, you can take care of this place, especially for your daughters."

"Then... that's good." Murong Wudi laughed a few times, and fell asleep on the table with a "plop".

"Mr. Murong, the old man is almost drunk, why not come here today?" Mei Niansheng laughed.

Murong Fu said: "Okay, let's stop here today, let's have another big drink the day after tomorrow, if we don't get drunk, we won't return."

"Haha, it's easy to say, I haven't been drunk for a long time, old man." Mei Niansheng laughed and brushed his beard and left with Ding Dian's support. ,

Murong Fu glanced at Murong Wudi, pulled him up and sent him away.

He was alone in the old house, and drew a place for Jiuxiu to live in. He yelled a few times but no one answered:

"Strange, where have all your daughters gone?"

Murong Fu was puzzled, normally, one of the eight daughters should be here.

When he was wondering, he heard someone shouting from behind: "Big cousin, why are you here?"

Looking back, it was Murong Jiu: "Why is Jiumei just you?"

"Um, it's Madam, she saw that our sisters were bored in the old house all day, and invited them to buy some new year's goods." Murong Jiu replied in a low voice.

Murong Fu paused for a moment, then explained the purpose of coming, and said: "Where is your father's room, I will take him in."

"Big cousin, come with me!"

Murong Jiu led Murong Fu into Murong Wudi's room to settle him down, then followed behind him and bowed his head in silence.

"What's the matter, Xiao Jiu?" Murong Fu asked with concern when he saw that she seemed to be hiding something on his mind.

"I...I have something to say to you, big cousin." Murong Jiu said.

"Hehe, whatever it is, you can just say it directly, we have experienced life and death together." Murong Fu patted Murong Jiu on the shoulder and smiled.

"Big cousin, father always causes trouble for you, can you stop blaming him." Murong Jiu lowered his head and said.

Murong Fu smiled lightly: "As long as he doesn't mess around, I'll just ignore some small things."

"That... I already know about you, Seventh Sister, and Eighth Sister." Murong Jiu's face was as red as a big apple when he said this.

"What? You already know? Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba told you?" Murong Fu's tone raised an octave, and he couldn't help being startled.

"Ah, no no~ It's not what the two older sisters said, but when I went to the secret place that day, I accidentally saw Seventh Sister knelt on the ground, using her mouth..." Murong Jiu hurriedly waved his hands and replied nervously.

"Xiao Jiu, what exactly do you want to say?" Murong Fu stared at the chrysanthemum-like, lovable Murong Jiu in embarrassment.

Murong Jiu bit her red lips lightly, threw herself into Murong Fu's arms, and hugged him tightly: "Big cousin, I have liked you for a long time, and I also want to be your woman."

"What?" Murong Fu was petrified at the time, he never thought that Murong Jiu would like him: "Xiao Jiu, this happened too suddenly, big cousin, I didn't realize it all at once."

"Big cousin, I can do what the seventh and eighth sisters can do, please, please take me." Murong Jiu mustered all his courage and shouted loudly.

Murong Wudi, who was still pretending to be drunk in the room, suddenly stood up like a carp, came to his senses, and whispered: "Damn Murong Fu! Even my little daughter will not be spared."

Murong Fu slowly pulled Murong Jiu's hand and said, "Can I think about this matter?"

"Huh? Big cousin, don't you like me?" Murong Jiu asked excitedly.

"How should I say this? It's not that I don't like it. It's just that I don't like it that much. Your two sisters and I are just a coincidence."

Murong Fu was at a loss for what to do, after all, Wang Yuyan seemed to be the only woman he took the initiative to like.

"Big cousin, although I don't understand what you mean, can you kiss me?" Murong Jiu raised his face and stared into Murong Fu's eyes, which were filled with melancholy.

Chapter 189: The Swordsman Was Wrong

"Gudu~"

Murong Fu was forced into a corner, thinking why the daughters of Murong's family are so strong and like to force them.

However, how could he, the majestic head of the Murong family, a generation of heroes Nan Murong, lose to a weak woman.

He put his arms around Murong Jiu's waist, lifted her up, and slowly lowered his head to her red lips.

Murong Jiu raised his toes, and clearly felt Murong Fu's breath hitting his face, his mind was already blank.