Summary of the previous chapter: Ding Yi was "bitten to death" by Diplodocus, Yang Hu was also poisoned to death by the poison that Diplodocus had added to the wine in advance, and Diplodocus also died, as did the four former brothers.
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"Hey" with a soft sigh, the woman with the cloth on her face slowly walked up to Diplodocus.
The woman stretched out her hand and touched Diplodocus's nose, then hummed and said, "Are you not dead yet?"
Diplodocus, who was silent at first, suddenly raised his head slowly and stared at the woman with a pair of cloudy eyes.
"I...I have something to ask of you..."
The woman did not refuse and simply nodded in agreement.
"Please go back and report to the young master on my behalf that I, Diplodocus, have completed this final mission..."
The woman nodded: "Okay, I promise you!"
"And...who are you? Why did you suddenly appear here?"
The woman peeled off the cloth strips on her face, revealing a face full of scars.
Liang Long was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "I have never met you, and I don't know you either..."
The woman shook her head and wrapped the cloth around her face again: "My name is Ximen Wuhen, and I will convey the news to the head of the Ma family."
Liang Long chuckled and lowered his head again.
The woman stretched out her hand to feel Diplodocus's breath. This time, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled.
"Mom..." At this moment, a childish voice suddenly came from behind the woman.
The woman turned around and saw a woman with a piece of cloth wrapped around her face, holding an eleven or twelve-year-old boy and waving to her.
"Sister Zixiao...Hao'er..." the woman waved to the two of them.
The boy jumped up to the woman, raised his head and looked at her: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes red?"
Another woman with a strip of cloth on her face came forward, saw the mess in front of her, and asked: "Sister Wuhen, what happened here?"
"I don't know, there were only two people left when I came...Sister Zixiao, this person's name is Diplodocus..."
"Diplodocus? I seem to have heard this name before..."
"Well, before he died, he asked me to send a message to the head of the Ma family, saying that he had completed his final mission, but...he called the head of the Ma family, the little master."
"Little Master? Could it be that... is the current head of the Ma family no longer Ma Xiaoquan?"
"I don't know either, Sister Zixiao, I promised Liang Long, so I have to go to the Ma Family Courtyard."
"No, you look like this. Who knows you when you go there? Besides, I don't know if Ma Xiaoquan is in the Ma family compound."
"Sister Zixiao, I beg you, just one side, just one side, okay? I want Hao'er to meet his father."
"Hey, sister Wuhen, why are you doing this, why are you doing this..."
The woman reached out and touched her son's head: "Hao'er has been asking his father, as a mother, if you can't satisfy your child with this request, how can you be worthy of him..."
"Mom...can I really see my father?"
The woman nodded: "Yes, I definitely can! But Hao'er, when you see your father, you can only look at him, but you can't shout. Do you understand?"
"Why can't I shout? Mom, other children have fathers, and they all call them father. Why can't I shout?"
The woman's face suddenly changed: "There's no reason? Mom said you can't shout, you just can't shout, remember?"
"Mom, I remember"
"Yes." The woman nodded, "Okay, let's find a place to take a rest. We'll go to Ma's house early tomorrow morning."
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The next day, Nanyang County.
Ma Xiaoquan stretched and sat up from the bed. He turned around and saw that the girl next to him was still sleeping, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Last night, I was resting in the kiln room. Although my mother was left with me, Ma Xiaoquan did not touch her or do anything with her.
"Well," the young lady murmured softly, slowly opened her eyes, and found that her coat was missing. She couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Uncle Mao, last night..."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "You drank too much last night, I just helped you take off your coat."
"Uncle Mao has no relationship with the slave family..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "No, I have something else to do today..."
"Does Uncle Mao look down on the slave family?"
"No, it's just that I have something very important to do today... What's your name? Oh, Xiangling, right? Don't worry, I won't give you less of your share of the money."
The young lady's eyes were a little distracted, but she still slowly put on her coat and walked gently off the bed: "Uncle Mao, I will prepare some food for you."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Miss Lao Xiangling is here!"
The young lady was stunned for a moment, and her originally empty eyes revealed a hint of joy.
"Uncle Mao, please wait a moment, I will be here in a moment."
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After burning the incense, Xiangling walked into the room carrying a tray. After placing the food on the table, Xiangling rubbed her pink hands and said to Ma Xiaoquan: "Uncle Mao, your food is ready."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat. When he looked up, Xiang Ling was licking his lips. He couldn't help but smile and tapped the table with his chopsticks: "Come on, eat with me."
"Ah" Xiangling exclaimed and waved her hands quickly, "No, no, no... Xiangling doesn't dare, and can't."
Ma Xiaoquan smashed the bar and said, "What are you afraid of? Here, I gave you the money, and you have to listen to me. Come on, sit down now, and then eat with me."
"Oh" Xiangling nodded and sat down obediently.
Seeing that she didn't have chopsticks, Ma Xiaoquan casually gave his chopsticks to Xiang Ling: "Use mine."
"Uncle Mao, what do you use?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed, picked up a small spoon and said, "Have you forgotten, there is another spoon here?"
"Oh" Xiang Ling blushed and lowered her head.
...
During the meal, Xiang Ling raised her head and glanced at Ma Xiaoquan many times. Ma Xiaoquan noticed it and asked with a smile: "Xiang Ling, what are you looking at me doing? Have you finished the meal?"
Xiangling made an ooh and ah sound twice, put down the small bowl in her hand, nodded and said, "I'm done eating, I'm done eating."
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Xiangling's bowl and couldn't help but shook his head: "There is still more than half of the bowl in this bowl. What are you done eating? Eat quickly, eat quickly."
Xiangling shook her head: "Uncle Mao, you can't eat any more, or my mother will scold you."
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and picked up Xiangling's rice bowl: "Forget it if you don't want to eat, I'm not full yet." After that, Ma Xiaoquan started eating without caring.
Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt joyful in her heart. Looking at Ma Xiaoquan, Xiangling whispered: "Uncle Mao, why is your hair... purple?"
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan felt nervous and put down his job with a bang.
Xiangling was startled by Ma Xiaoquan's sudden action of putting down her job. She quickly waved her hands and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Uncle Mao, I didn't mean to do it..." As she said that, Xiangling knelt down.
Come down.
Ma Xiaoquan sighed, stood up, helped Xiang Ling up, touched Xiang Ling's head and said, "Xiang Ling, what are you thinking about?"
Xiangling swallowed her saliva and said: "Master Long from the Lu family's mansion came here a few days ago and talked about a person... Master Long said that person's hair color was purple...
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Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Then what?"
"Then Mr. Long also said that the purple-haired man was his enemy and he wanted to kill him, but he couldn't defeat him..."
Ma Xiaoquan asked curiously: "Xiang Ling, how do you know so much?"
Xiang Ling's pretty face turned red: "The slave family has served Second Master Long..."
"Eh?" Ma Xiaoquan's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed. Since Xiang Ling had served Long Er before, he must have known some of Long Er's little temperaments.
Men all have a problem, they always like to brag in front of women, especially those men who come to romantic places, they brag even more.
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "What else did Long Er say? Tell me. If you speak well, I will reward you!"
Xiangling thought for a moment and said: "Long Erye also said...he couldn't beat the purple-haired man because he was a god..."
"God?" Ma Xiaoquan said with a smile, "This Long Er is really interesting."
"Uncle Mao, your hair also has purple in it. Is that god you?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said: "How is it possible, haha..."
Xiang Ling shook her little head: "The slave family doesn't think it's possible, but the slave family always feels that Uncle Mao doesn't look like this."
Ma Xiaoquan breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly: "If I didn't look like this, would it be possible to look like an immortal?"
Xiangling groaned twice and stopped talking, but a seed of curiosity was planted in her heart...
In the Lu family mansion, Long Er also got up early.
As long as he survives tonight, his mission will be completed. At that time, Long Er can lead all the shadow guards guarding the Lu family mansion to join the master.
Thinking of the task that was about to be completed, Long Er couldn't help but said proudly: "Humph, as long as tonight is over, even if Ma Xiaoquan comes again, it will be in vain, haha..."
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On the outskirts of Yecheng, Lu Xian stood quietly on a large rock, his eyes closed motionless.
A few steps away from Lu Xian, a shadow guard was half-kneeling in front of him.
Lu Xian opened his eyes and asked, "Is the prince's side ready?"
Shadow Guard said: "In response to my master's words, the Crown Prince of Wei sent someone to tell me that a side gate in Yecheng has been reserved for my master."