Murong Zhining's moon-blue belly was vaguely visible in her black clothes. The wind blew by, and her heart felt cold. Murong Zhining felt that she had never been so humiliated. This child was hers.

Belongs to her!

"Mine!" Murong Zhining raised her eyebrows and sneered.

Jun Ye frowned and asked again, "Who is his father?"

"Dead long ago!" Murong Zhining replied decisively without any consideration.

"Really?" Jun Ye looked at Xiao Yuan indifferently, "Tell me, how did your father die?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Xiao Yuan glared, "I ask you to let my mother go, or I will kill you! Even if I can't kill you now, I will kill you one day."

The hateful words resounded in the sky. They were like a curse. No one would believe that they were spoken from the mouth of a five-year-old child. There was another period of silence, and Xiao Yuan's petite but handsome figure began to appear.

There is no change in Yi's face. He is calm and calm, unafraid in the face of danger, and proud of Jiutian. Even if he knows that his martial arts is insufficient, he will not compromise. This is really like him!

There were ripples in Jun Ye's heart, which were bitter, painful, and sad. I don't know how long it took before he spoke again.

"Someone, take this kid down!" He said indifferently.

"Jun Ye, what do you want to do?" Murong Zhining yelled angrily. His voice seemed a little rough.

"What do you think?" Jun Ye smiled calmly.

"Let the child go, I'll let you do whatever you want!" She lost her voice in heartache and her pride refused to allow it. She wanted to force the tears back into her eyes, but when a drop of tear fell to the ground, she realized that she had lost even her last dignity.

"Even if I don't let the child go, won't you still let me handle it?" Jun Ye raised his eyebrows.

The jade finger dug deeply into the palm of her hand, and she was angry. She had never wanted to take revenge on a man like this. Murong Zhining, who once lived in an equal world and relied on her medical skills to succeed, felt for the first time

Feel the influence of power on yourself.

If she could be given another chance, she would definitely try her best to climb up. She would control the world and this man in her hands. She would trample this man under her feet like she did today!

"Let me go!" Xiao Yuan struggled with his little hands, and suddenly dozens of secret guards were thrown aside by him. The little child burst into tears and ran towards Murong Zhining, "Mother! Yuan'er

I will save you, and Yuan'er will protect you from now on."

"Kill! Even if the entire army is wiped out today, we must rescue Xiao Ning'er."

He Yi roared and drew his sword. The veins between his eyebrows twisted up, and he shouted loudly, and hundreds of people responded.

"Master, the Juexian Sect was founded because of you. If you die, it is destined to be destroyed because of you."

Feng Qingchen forgot about Murong Zhining, and his resolute eyes seemed to tell Murong Zhining that this battle could be defeated but not retreated! It was possible to die but not to live. Then he attacked towards her.

Murong Zhining closed her eyes and looked at the chaos in front of her. She was not a person without her own opinions, but this time she was really in chaos. Five years ago, she inexplicably became the master of the Juexian Sect. From then on, she followed her own rules

Willing to develop her own grand ambitions. She never thought that one day, everyone in the Juexian Sect would be of the same mind as her. They would live for her and die for her. How virtuous and capable is Murong Zhining?

"etc!"

As light as silk bamboo, as lotus as snow. Even with a crispness like beads falling on a plate. Among the crowd, the man's voice was particularly loud. These two simple words had a unique majesty. For a moment, it made people feel

The two sides fighting each other stopped in an instant.

Dressed in white, with a jade belt hanging horizontally around his waist. The half-waisted coat fluttered in the wind. He was as gentle as jade, and he was like an immortal, walking through the crowd like stars over the moon. With jade as his soul and bamboo as his god. .Such a peerless person, the young master is as good as jade, nothing more than that!, His words are extremely light, but also contain powerful sarcasm.

Jun Ye glanced at Ouyang Yunhong coldly, with a serious expression, "Prince Rong is increasingly willing to meddle in other people's business! Especially this woman's business."

"Hahaha..." The hearty laughter was as clear and clear as the voice of heaven, and it had its own world, "You are right! It doesn't matter how you like to deal with other women, I don't care about her business. Already."

"Oh?" Jun Ye chuckled, disapprovingly, "This is what everyone calls a thief and an unclean woman! Do you really protect her like this?"

Ouyang Yunhong raised his red lips with a touch of irony, which looked particularly beautiful under the refraction of the white porcelain sunlight. "Prince Ling Qing has no eyes and no knowledge of treasures. Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

"Say it again?" Jun Ye glared angrily.

"I'm not your subordinate, so I don't need to speak in such a tone. I don't need to carry out your orders." Ouyang Yunhong walked over, minding his own business, "Please Feng, I want to save her! Go and save her." The rope is untied, let’s see who dares to stop it!”

"I obey!" Qing Feng took the order and walked over.

"Ouyang Yunhong! You are so brave." Jun Ye's monster-like face was squeezed together.

"I am generally not very courageous, and there is no need to be bold. But when you meet someone who is arrogant and conceited, the tide will naturally lift all boats." Ouyang Yunhong said calmly.

"Ouyang Yunhong!!"

"Jun Ye, I admit that I am not as powerful as you. It's just..." Ouyang Yunhong pursed his lips and smiled, "If you want to challenge me to a duel, I naturally won't mind."

He, Ouyang Yunhong, ignored the government affairs and had little power under his command. But in broad daylight, he did not believe that Jun Ye dared to reveal the hidden power under his command. Naturally, he did not believe that Jun Ye would kill someone just to kill someone. The woman reveals the true power behind her.

Jun Ye was silent, with a cold and murderous aura all over his body. His eyes flashed with bloodthirsty coldness. Time passed by, until he was so angry that he laughed, "Since Prince Rong likes this woman, I should give her to her!" "

"Prince Ling Qing is really good at doing business!"

Ha... He changed so quickly and actually gave Murong Zhining to him.

Jun Ye raised his right hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, please stand down, my king!" He waved his sleeves and left. The huge execution ground was suddenly silent. Finally, all the dust settled and the sword was taken back into his hand again.

Ouyang Yunhong took off his coat and wore white clothes to cover up all the filth. Ouyang Yunhong picked her up around the waist and held her in his arms. That kind of warmth and softness made people intoxicated!

ten miles long street

A long procession passed by, and the sound of wheels kept coming. The battle in March returned to the court. Murong Jianshu made new achievements, and he was naturally proud of the spring breeze.

On the street, the crowds coming and going blocked the carriage's speed. Inside the carriage, Murong Jianshu finally couldn't help but asked, "What's going on?"

"General! King Lingqing was dealing with a woman, but he didn't expect that Prince Rong would intervene again. The two were fighting, causing people to watch the excitement in the capital to come and go." The guard reported.

Murong Jianshu frowned, opened the car curtain and spoke slowly, "Which woman can make Prince Rong come to her rescue?"

And when those old eyes touched the person in Ouyang Yunhong's arms, he was suddenly shocked, "Ning'er...this is my Ning'er!"

"What? General, you said that woman is the third lady?" the guard said in disbelief.

Murong Jianshu couldn't sit still anymore. He opened the curtain and jumped out of the car, walking in the direction of Murong Zhining.

And here, Xiao Yuan walked up to Ouyang Yunhong. Looking at the person Ouyang Yunhong was holding in his hands, he said, "Mother! Is my mother okay?"

Ouyang Yunhongzheng

Mother!?

Are you calling her?

She already has a child?

"Uncle, how is my mother?" Xiao Yuan asked eagerly.

"She's just a little weak!" Ouyang Yunhong finally couldn't help but replied.

Xiao Yuan couldn't help but sigh, and his heart, which had always been only for his mother, suddenly fell to the ground.

Feng Qingchen walked over, cupped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me! However, my master is a woman after all. The sage has said that men and women cannot be intimate. I also ask Your Majesty to pay attention to my Master's honor."

Looking around in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Yunhong realized that thousands of people around him were looking at Murong Zhining in Ouyang Yunhong's hands.

Men and women cannot be intimate with each other!?

These words put Ouyang Yunhong in trouble for the first time. He wanted to take her back to the palace. But if he just brought her back like this, where would her reputation be? What happened today had a great impact on Murong Zhining's reputation.

Injured, how could he?

Murong Jianshu walked all the way, and when he got closer to Murong Zhining, he concluded again that Murong Zhining was indeed his daughter.

"Ning'er..." Murong Jianshu walked over, his eyes full of heartache, "It's really Ning'er! Ning'er is not dead."

His trembling hand brushed Murong Zhining's hair, "Who is it! Who is the one who abused this general's daughter like this?"

Feng Qingchen saw this and couldn't help but feel a little moved, "It's King Ling Qing!" She didn't know that the sect leader actually had such a caring father.

Murong Jianyun was startled and glanced at Feng Qingchen. His anger was fleeting and he just said, "Thank you, Prince Rong, and everyone for saving my little girl!" After saying that, he took Murong Zhining from Ouyang Yunhong's hand.

Turn around and walk off the stage.

"It should be!" Feng Qingchen replied.

Ouyang Yunhong sighed lightly and didn't say anything in front of the public. Instead, he followed. Feng Qingchen and He Yi turned around with Xiao Yuan and followed them. The carriage set off again, and Feng Qingchen couldn't help but look at He

Yi, "Do you think this Murong Jianshu is really the master's father? Why haven't you heard her mention it for so many years?"

He Yi frowned and took off his veil, "I only know that Murong Jianshu seems to have great prestige in the court."

"oh!"

"But I don't like such sanctimonious guys!" He Yi added.

Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes at him, "I just felt that he seemed to feel sorry for the door owner. How about we bring the door owner back!"

"Take a look and then talk!" He Yi pursed his lips.

"I regret it. I think it would be better to bring my master back." Feng Qingchen said.

"I am a man and I make the decision!" He Yi said.

Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes, "You can say it in front of the master if you are capable!"

"..."

He Yi was speechless.

"That's it! Just keep an eye on the master. Let's wait until the master wakes up." Feng Qingchen didn't want to argue anymore.
To be continued...