Murong Fu turned around and glanced, grinning and said, "It's not bad, but Miss Jiao seems to have lost a lot of weight, but has anything bad happened to her recently?"
The person who came was none other than Jiao Wan'er. She was wearing a black armor and a red scarf around her waist. A few strands of her hair were hanging loosely in front of her forehead. Her expression was dim and her face was rather haggard.
Jiao Wan'er raised the wine glass in her hand to show respect, raised her head and took a sip of wine, sighing softly, "There are eighteen or nine unsatisfactory things in life, especially for us women, there are too many unsatisfactory things."
"It's none of my business whether you are happy or not..." Murong Fu thought in his mind and said, "Miss Jiao, have you ever thought about the fact that there are many women in this world who are not as good as you in family background, status, figure or appearance?
, but they live happily, why is this?"
Jiao Wan'er rolled her eyes at him, "Young master, you mean that I am not satisfied and am looking for trouble?"
Murong Fu laughed and said, "Most of the troubles of people in the world come from this. I don't know what Miss Jiao is troubled about. I only know that my heart is as wide as the world and there is no way for troubles to enter."
Jiao Wan'er sighed faintly, "It would be great if it were as simple as what the young master said, but when people are in the world, many things are bound to happen out of their control."
Murong Fu saw her desolate look and was filled with emotion. He couldn't help but become curious in his heart. Jiao Wan'er inherited a huge family fortune from the Golden Dragon Clan at such a young age. It's not an exaggeration to say that she was white, rich and beautiful. How could she do anything that she couldn't help herself with?
?
After thinking for a while, he asked, "Miss Jiao, if you have any worries, you might as well tell me. Maybe I can help."
"You?" Jiao Wan'er stared at him blankly, shook her head for a while, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Mr. Murong's move is very costly. This little girl has not paid off her old debts, how dare she add new debts?"
"What do you mean? Do you want to pay off the debt, or do you want to default on it?" Murong Fu was a little confused for a moment, and his thoughts were whirling, and he said, "Old debts are old relationships, so why not add one to the debt?"
"Go, old love is not old love. Mr. Murong, please don't tease the little girl casually, be careful... I really depend on you!" Jiao Wan'er giggled immediately after saying this, not knowing how true her words were.
Divide leave.
The two of them were chatting, and suddenly, a loud banging sound came from the side. When they turned around, they saw that a maid pouring wine dropped the wine jar to the ground, and the wine splashed all over the guests.
"You...how do you do things?" The guest was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a rather wretched appearance. His face was red at the moment and he was very angry.
The maid's back was to Murong Fu's side, and her face could not be seen. She could only see her waving her hands in a panic and making a lot of sounds from her mouth.
The reactions of the people around him were a bit strange, some were contemptuous, some were teasing, or some were watching indifferently.
Seeing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel doubtful, and cast a questioning look at Jiao Wan'er. Jiao Wan'er hesitated for a moment, then whispered in his ear and explained, "That girl is mute. The brothers in the camp saw that she was pitiful, so they took her in.
There, I do some work of serving tea and water. The man's name is Feng Nandi, nicknamed "Eight-faced Majestic". He's... he's just like you, he's a bit lustful. I guess he just took the opportunity to take advantage of the little mute.
Out of self-protection, the mute deliberately broke the wine jar to attract everyone's attention."
"That's it." Murong Fu suddenly realized, and then his face darkened, "Miss Jiao, what do you mean by being like me? You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say random words. Be careful, I will sue you for slander."
"Did I make a mistake? You are so perverted, even worse than the one named Feng..."
Jiao Wan'er said softly, and suddenly realized that her body was almost pressed against Murong Fu's body. She couldn't help but blush, and she quickly sat up straight and distanced herself slightly.
While the two were talking, Feng Nandi sat back down with a look of displeasure on his face, while the mute maid packed up the pieces, turned around and left with her head lowered.
However, just as she passed by Murong Fu, he glanced at her. Murong Fu suddenly felt that her face looked familiar, and subconsciously shouted, "Stop!"
The maid shivered and hurriedly stopped.
"Raise your head." Murong Fu said again.
The maid obeyed and raised her head.
Seeing this, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but wonder, "Why did you stop her?"
Murong Fu ignored it and carefully looked at the little mute in front of him. He had a delicate and sweet face, a beautiful and straight nose, picturesque eyebrows, a delicate mouth, and no trace of makeup on his face. He was dressed simply and plainly, but
It's hard to hide her beauty, and the description is quite embarrassing, but she is particularly watery.
Even with Murong Fu's current critical eye, this appearance can be rated at least eighty-five. If she dresses up a little more, it will not be a problem to break through ninety. But this is not the reason why he stopped the girl. The more he looked, the more
I felt like I had seen this girl's face somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember it for a while.
Feng Nandi's eyes never left the little mute. When he saw Murong Fu calling the little mute, he couldn't help but froze for a moment. Then he thought of something, his face darkened, and he raised his voice and said, "I heard that Mr. Murong is a romantic and uninhibited man, and he loves beautiful women the most. Could it be that he looks at
Fucked this little maid from our Golden Snake Camp?"
As soon as he said this, the eyes of everyone around him also gathered. The little mute stood there anxiously and at a loss.
Murong Fu frowned slightly and glanced at Feng Nandi indifferently.
Feng Nandi felt an icy chill coming over him, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't say a word anymore.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Jiao Wan'er gently tugged at the corner of Murong Fu's clothes, and then gave a subtle wink, which was obviously saying that it would be too ugly to see each other.
Murong Fu's thoughts were spinning, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen this little mute. It seemed that the moment just now was just an illusion and he had no clue. After a moment of silence, he finally waved his hand and said, "Go down."
The little mute ran away briskly as if he had been granted amnesty.
On the other side, Feng Nandi also breathed a sigh of relief.
The banquet was still going on, and the matter of the little mute was just an insignificant episode. Murong Fu quickly put it behind him and concentrated on the delicious food in front of him.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, after three rounds of wine and five dishes, some people in the tent left, and the rest were still chatting and guessing about orders, but it pushed the atmosphere to the climax, and it was so lively.
Murong Fu didn't like the smoky feeling very much. He was about to get up and leave when suddenly a boy ran over and said respectfully, "Master Murong, have you eaten? King Yuan invites you to come."
Murong Fu raised his eyes and glanced. Yuan Chengzhi, Wen Qingqing, Hu Dedi and others were no longer in the tent. After a moment of thinking, he understood what he was talking about. He nodded and said, "Lead the way."
Soon the boy led him out of the big tent and walked around to a heavily guarded tent deep in the camp. Yuan Chengzhi, Wen Qingqing, Cui Qiushan, Zhu Anguo, Hu Dedi and other members of the Golden Snake Camp and Tiandihui
All the important people are here, looking ready.
"How is your meal, Mr. Murong?" After entering the tent, Yuan Chengzhi immediately stood up and asked with a smile.
Murong Fu nodded slightly, "Thank you for the hospitality, it's not bad."
"As long as you are satisfied, Master." Yuan Chengzhi said politely, then changed the topic and said straight to the point, "Mr. Murong, we are all part of the anti-Qing alliance. Yuan will not beat around the bush. The main reason for inviting you here this time is
To mediate the conflict between the Shenlong Sect and the Zheng family in Taiwan, we..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingqing suddenly pulled off the corner of his clothes and pouted angrily at Emperor Hu De.
Yuan Chengzhi was stunned and asked, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Qingqing's original intention was to let him choose one, and let the Heaven and Earth Society speak for itself on the specific matters. Unexpectedly, Yuan Chengzhi couldn't understand, so he had to say to Emperor Hu De, "Mr. Hu, we don't know much about the situation in Taiwan. Why don't we
Please have a word with Mr. Murong."
Emperor Hu De was so old that he would not understand what this little girl meant. He smiled bitterly, stood up and bowed to Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, I want to apologize to you for the rudeness I made outside the tent earlier."
Murong Fu pulled up a chair and sat down, waving his hands casually, "It's okay. If you have anything to do, Mr. Hu, please just tell me. We are all busy people, so there is no need to waste each other's time."
Emperor Hu De looked suffocated, and after considering his words, he said, "That's fine, I'll just say it straight away. The reason we asked the young master to go north is to make him betray the covenant with the Shenlong Sect and turn his back on the battlefield to me, the Tiandi Hui, and to the rebels."
Please give an explanation to the Qing Alliance, but the situation is urgent now, we don’t have to pursue the matter, but the young master must write a letter in front of me to order the Shenlong Sect to retreat immediately, and promise not to do it again in the future."