Proud of the rivers and lakes

Fu Jinghong shook his head with a smile, turned and entered the room.

He finished eating the jujube cake in his hand, flicked the scum that fell on his sleeve, and pushed the door out.

With such a big event happening last night, Murong Lin is determined not to remain silent...he can't just sit still.

If he acts rashly now, he may startle the snake. Firstly, he doesn't know if Muronglin sees who he is, and secondly, even if Muronglin doesn't realize it's him, he will definitely be suspicious of them...Wen Ruyu's words, Murong Lin probably wouldn't doubt him, but it's hard to say what Fu Jinghong said.

Fu Jinghong didn't know what he could do now, so he took a step back and explored the terrain of Murong Mansion first to see if there were any tunnels and secret passages, so that it would be convenient for him to escape if he was suspected by Murong Lin in the future.

The servants in Murong Mansion still looked like they were in a hurry for thousands of years.

Fu Jinghong held his breath and hid behind the pillar. After the group of servants passed by, he dodged forward.

He didn't know where to look for it. In this huge Murong Mansion, if it wasn't for that yellow figure leading him, he really wouldn't be able to find the secret path of the Huxin Pavilion.

Thinking of that yellow figure, Fu Jinghong fell into deep thought again.

If that person is Murong Si, and she wants to lure herself into that secret path, let's not think about why she did this for now, why didn't she pretend to be when she lured herself?

In the Murong Mansion, apart from the uniform dresses of the maidservants, the colors of the clothes of the several Murong Misses seem to have their own preferences.

Murong Wu likes to wear red, so naturally the people in Murong's mansion will not compete with her, and none of the clothes of the other two ladies are red.

As for Murong Si and Murong Liu, they don't have the same scruples towards each other as they do towards Murong Wu, but they don't seem to know how to wear clothes of the same color as each other.

Murong Si likes to wear yellow, Murong Liu likes to wear green...

Fu Jinghong sneaked into Murong Liu's room quietly.

Different from the impression given to him at the Murong banquet that day, Murong Liu's room is very simple and elegant.

Emerald green tent, tassel pendant.

Dark wooden table, small screen window.

There is a picture of a lady hanging on the wall, and an incense burner with peppercorns is placed in the corner.

There is a faint and elegant fragrance in the air.

...It is completely inconsistent with the scene of rivalry and jealousy with Murong Wu that day.

When Fu Jinghong thought of Murong Liu's appearance, he could be regarded as picturesque, but unfortunately he was suppressed by Murong Wu's aggressive beauty... But Murong Liu is also a delicate beauty.

However, judging from the behavior of the people in Murong Mansion that day, Miss Murong Six probably wasn't very popular, not only Murong Liu, but Murong Si probably wasn't liked by Murong Lin either... But Murong Si seems to be smarter than Murong Liu Quite a few, knowing how to restrain the edge, but it doesn't seem deliberate, but an understatement just right.But Murong Liu was different, she was dissatisfied with being overwhelmed by Murong Wu forever, she wanted to raise her head, and she had to put on makeup just for a family banquet, and she seemed to want to climb up to Wen Ruyu in her words and deeds.

But Murong Liu is only fourteen or five years old, and he can learn these scheming... Or do you mean that all of these big families are like this?

But when it comes to scheming, Murong Liu is really not as good as Murong Si.

Fu Jinghong carefully looked at the picture of the lady on the wall, and saw that there were still a few words inscribed under the picture of the lady, and the signature below was Murong Liu...Fu Jinghong went further inside, and again, on the wall of the inner room A qin was found, and several books of poetry, books and history were placed on the table inside. It seemed that Murong Liu was proficient in all kinds of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Fu Jinghong became more and more unworthy of Murong Liu. Although Murong Wu had a beautiful face, but judging by her pampered appearance, she knew that she was definitely not good at cooking, and she was definitely not good at such elegant things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Not as good as Murong Liu, but Murong Wu got something that Murong Liu would never get by virtue of her status as a prostitute.

Fu Jinghong opened Murong Liu's wardrobe, glanced roughly, and found that Murong Liu's clothes were indeed all emerald green.

Fu Jinghong searched the corner again, but found nothing suspicious.

Although it seemed that Murong Liu would not be able to come back for a while, Fu Jinghong didn't want to linger in the woman's boudoir, so he put back the things he had checked, and made sure that there were no traces left, so he quietly left. Turned out of the window.

After leaving Murong Liu's room, Fu Jinghong turned and walked towards Murong Si's room.

Although there are no suspicious signs in Murong Liu's room, the suspicion that she is the man in yellow cannot be ruled out. After all, she may also quietly destroy the evidence... But Yi Fu Jinghong thinks that Murong Liu is not Huang Yi. clothes people.

Murong Liu will definitely not be that kind of person who hides deeply... unless he is mistaken.

So, the man in yellow is really Murong Si?

It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be.

Fu Jinghong smiled wryly and sighed.

If Murong Si is really the person in yellow, then how...how can she hide her secrets!

Fu Jinghong walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a commotion that seemed to come from the front hall.

The place where he is now is some distance away from the front hall, but he has excellent hearing, so he suddenly heard a commotion in the normally lifeless Murong Mansion, so naturally he noticed it right away.

Fu Jinghong listened attentively for a while, then was taken aback.

A questioning voice from a young man.

That voice seemed to be Tao Zhihua...

Fu Jinghong paused for a while, and after making up his mind, he turned and walked towards the front hall.

Relying on Fu Jinghong's lightness skill, he came to the front hall in a few breaths, and when he looked up, he saw Tao Zhihua's peerless and alluring face.

The yaoyao of peaches, scorching its flowers, lives up to its name.

> It's just that Tao Zhihua has an angry look on his face at this time, although his brows have become a little more lively, but being stared at by his beautiful eyes, you will not be able to have any charming thoughts.

At this moment, he was looking at Wen Ruyu with his eyebrows upside down, and said in a word: "Who is this bitch!"

He raised his hand, and pointed his finger at Murong Wu beside Wen Ruyu.

Suddenly, the scene was silent.

The servants of the Murong Mansion were too frightened to speak out, and the Murong Butler beside him was also sweating, constantly wiping his sweat with his sleeves.

Murong Wu was stunned for a while, apparently she didn't expect that someone would dare to speak to her like this.

After she realized it, her face was flushed with anger, and she said, "You, who do you call a bitch?!!" She opened her almond-shaped eyes and stared at Tao Zhihua.

Tao Zhihua sneered and said, "Whoever agrees is the one."

Murong Wu was in a hurry: "You, you, you..." She talked about you for a long time, but she couldn't say anything she could scold. I think the upbringing in Murong Mansion is pretty good.

Tao Zhihua didn't look at him, but turned to Wen Ruyu.

"You like... Could it be this kind of woman?"

Wen Ruyu was on the side, and seemed to have a wry smile, but finally said nothing.

"You would rather like this kind of woman... than me?" Tao Zhihua raised her eyebrows and sneered.

He is dressed in red, standing between the sky and the earth, but he is neither coquettish nor charming.

Wen Ruyu remained silent.

"What am I not as good as her? Appearance? Family background?" Tao Zhihua looked at Wen Ruyu and said with a sneer. He stretched out his five fingers to caress the hair in front of his shoulders, but his five fingers were so hard that his knuckles turned white.

"...Or, just because she is a woman and I am a man?!"

At this time, Murong Wu, who had been holding back for a long time and almost burst into anger, finally choked out a word, and she shouted at Tao Zhihua: "You are the bitch!"

Tao Zhihua ignored her and just looked at Wen Ruyu straight.

Wen Ruyu just remained silent.

Tao Zhihua looked at him for a long time, but finally just gave a wry smile.

"Forget it... who made me a man..."

He sighed softly, flicked his red sleeves, turned and left.

"Forget it..."

Wen Ruyu still stood silent.

Murong Wu at the side was in a hurry, but she couldn't do anything, she could only stomp her feet on the spot and let out a coquettish snort.

Fu Jinghong shook his head aside.

If you meet someone who is destined, how can you care whether he is a man or a woman?

Since ancient times, people have called the combination of yin and yang, the right way of heaven and earth, but who can really tell what is right and wrong, what is right, and what is wrong?

The combination of yin and yang is the righteous way, so why are there so many idiots and resentful women in this world who are drowning in the sea of ​​suffering and struggling endlessly?

There is no distinction between right and wrong, right and wrong in the world, everything is nothing more than self-love and hatred added by the world.

There are so many people in this world who can't see through...

Fu Jinghong sighed.

In the wind, Tao Zhihua wore a red dress and drifted away.