When Murong Qiufeng heard this, his frowned brows straightened up and he asked, "No reply? Did something happen?"
"I don't know, the prince just said to let the young master rest early, don't wait any longer." Youxiang shook her head with an innocent look, then entered Murong Qiufeng's room as usual, lit some calming incense, tidied up, and left decisively.
Murong Qiufeng didn't ask any more questions, but she was a little worried and regretful in her heart. She stood at the door for a while, then sighed and went back to the room. After a while, the lights in the room went out.
There was still silence all around.
In the middle of the night, when the moon was in the sky, the watchman outside began to strike the clock, and everything was quiet.
Murong Qiufeng slept soundly. Perhaps the Anshenxiang really had an effect, and he didn't even have a chance to dream.
The shining silver dagger penetrated the crack of the door and came in. He carefully raised the latch and then gently opened the door. A black figure walked carefully to the bedside and looked down at the sleeping person on the bed. He seemed to be very alert.
He reached out and touched several of his acupuncture points, and then took him away from him together with the quilt.
Murong Qiufeng started to dream, and had a very strange dream. In the dream, he seemed to be back to his childhood, especially when he was just born, when he was still in the cradle, with his mother sitting next to him, shaking gently.
From time to time he hummed softly, and it felt like he was back in his mother's belly. It was very warm, and the water was very soft, making him feel safe and warm.
This dream made him miss it so much that he didn't even want to wake up, but he still had to wake up after all.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but he felt itchy on his cheek, as if something was sliding, and it felt rough, like a hemp rope.
He woke up in an instant and opened his eyes vigilantly, but was surprised to find that his eyes were covered, and acupuncture points on his body were tapped, and a strange and arrogant laughter suddenly sounded in his ears, which was a bit old and a bit sinister.
, it seems that his reaction pleases the people around him.
Murong Qiufeng stiffened for a moment, and then slowly calmed down. When he found that he could still speak, he calmed his voice slightly and tried to look as calm as possible, "I wonder what you have done for me?"
"Hehe, I have a good temper, and I don't panic when doing things, but it would be better if I breathed more naturally." A hoarse old woman thought about it, with a hint of disdain in her tone.
Murong Qiufeng searched quickly in his mind, but could not find any clues for a while. However, he did not speak again, but pursed his lips and listened carefully to what was going on around him, hoping to find some clues.
The old woman's voice sounded again, seemingly dissatisfied, "Hey, boy, why don't you speak?"
"What does the senior want the junior to say?" Murong Qiufeng could feel that the old woman next to him had very high martial arts skills. But what he was more worried about at the moment was the purpose of this person's arrest. Was he to threaten Ye or his senior brother?
The old woman asked doubtfully, "Don't you ask me why I brought you here? Aren't you curious or worried?"
Murong Qiufeng pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "Why ask? If the senior wants to say something, he will naturally say it. If the senior doesn't want to say it, then what's the use of the junior asking?"
The old woman seemed stunned for a moment because of his words, and then she didn't get angry. Instead, she laughed out loud. The voice was very weird and terrifying, but it no longer had the cold and oppressive feeling just now, "Haha, you little baby,
You look cute and cute, but I didn't expect you to open your mouth very neatly. Are you really not afraid, or are you just holding on? Suddenly I want to see you panic and beg for mercy. If you sell this thin skin and tender flesh to a small
Guan Guan, how much money can I exchange for it?"
As Murong Qiufeng listened, he felt something rough moving on his face again. He couldn't help frowning more tightly, and goosebumps appeared on his body, but he pursed his lips firmly and said nothing.
The old woman said again, "Hey, that's not right. You said that if I trade you with Shangguan Ye, what valuable things can I get in exchange for it, money or power? Although I want my life more, I don't know you, little baby."
Is the portion that big?"
"Well, I guess not. I heard that Shangguan Ye has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, but it should be more or less distracting for him. Jie Jie Jie~ Little baby, why don't you wait and watch the show~"
Murong Qiufeng's face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't help but speak, his face full of anxiety. After all, his experience was still too little, "What are you planning to do?"
"Jie Jie Jie, I'm finally worried. I can't hold my breath anymore. Hehe, what are you doing? Tell me, if you were asked to choose between everyone in the prime minister's mansion and Shangguan Ye, how would you choose?"
Murong Qiufeng's face became even more ugly, and the Qi in his Dantian was eager to break through the acupuncture points.
"Oh, I didn't expect you, a little kid, to be quite irritable. These acupuncture points cannot be broken by your little skill. Don't seek death."
Suddenly, there was another footsteps in the room, as if someone came in and walked over, and the rough touch disappeared, and the room became quiet.
But he could clearly feel that the two of them were still beside him, but he didn't know what they were doing.
After a while, the old woman seemed to compromise, sighed, and said with a smile, "That's all, I didn't expect that this kid like you would have such a day. Speaking of which, I like this little baby, but the arm is too crooked.
That’s awesome, you’re already feeling distressed before this happens?”
At the same time, Murong Qiufeng rushed to the general acupuncture point and was untied. He groaned, and immediately sat up, raising his hand to pull off the ribbon binding his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he was still a little confused, but when he vaguely saw the two figures next to him, he was stunned, or it should be one of them, "Ye?"
Shangguan Ye smiled at him, walked over, sat by the bed, held his shoulders, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing wrong with him. Then he said with a slightly angry tone, "Why are you so impulsive? Fortunately, you didn't do it this time."
Hurt."
Murong Qiufeng was a little confused, "You...what's going on? Who is this?" He looked up at the so-called 'old lady' Shangguan Ye who looked like she was only in her thirties or forties. She looked at him in a daze.
, couldn't help pinching his cheek, hugged him and said with a smile, "Let me introduce to you, this is my master, Venerable Snow Demon."
Murong Qiufeng's eyes suddenly widened, "You... master?" He looked at Shangguan Ye in astonishment, and then at the woman who seemed kind and gentle. This was the legendary one of the five great sages in the martial arts who was over a hundred years old.
A snow demon venerable? Is there really a drug or medicine that will keep you young in this world?
"Hey, little baby, what's that look in your eyes?" When the Snow Demon Lord opened his mouth, he had an air of calmness and dignity, and his voice was not as old as before.
Murong Qiufeng's expression was calm, but before he could say anything, two voices rang out one after the other.
"master!"
"Old lady, please stop bullying this little guy, so as not to cause your precious disciple to fall out later."
As soon as he finished speaking, another old man with white, boyish face and white hair walked in, with a smile on his face.
Murong Qiufeng was stunned again when he saw the old man. Isn't this...