The history of the leader

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date="2020-11-27"

title="The history of the leader"

weight="108044"

series = ["Black Belly Wife"]

mode = "manual"

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Hua Ziqing said again, "If you go to the banquet, I will tell you Chu Changge's life experience. You will not lose money no matter how this deal is counted."

Murong Yunshu said: "But it looks like you will lose money. A smart person will not make a loss-making business." Therefore, Hua Ziqing must have something in his heart. But no matter what he had in mind, it would be in vain, because she never traded at a loss. "Since it is Chu Changge's life experience, then you should go to him for business. The money of the Demon Sect is not less than that of Murong Mansion."

"Do you think I'm trying to invite you to the banquet tonight, so that you donate money?" Hua Ziqing asked with a smile.

Murong Yunshu smiled without saying a word, neither nodded nor shook his head, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

Hua Ziqing was most afraid of her showing such an expression, because he really couldn't guess what she was thinking. "Chu Changge is your future husband-in-law, don't you want to know who you are going to marry?" Hua Ziqing actively lobbied.

Murong Yunshu chuckled lightly and said, "Who is he, I know better than you."

Hua Ziqing said: "I mean his background."

Murong Yunshu smiled lightly, "I don't want to marry his ancestor, and what his background and background do? Besides, what other background can be worse than Demon Cult?"

A few words blocked Hua Ziqing so hard that he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

At this time, a very lazy and dangerous voice came from above...

"Madam thinks the Demon Cult is bad?" Before the voice was over, Chu Changge stood beside Murong Yunshu and held her waist. The look in his eyes that seemed tender but incomparably evil seemed to say: I don't want tomorrow. If you can't get out of bed, just nod your head.

Murong Yunshu was not surprised at all that he would appear, and looked at him with a smile and said, "I didn't dislike you, did I?"

"Thank you Madam for not disgusting." Full of self-defeating abandonment.

Murong Yunshu pursed his lips and chuckles, "You're welcome."

Chu Changge glared at her dozingly, then looked at Hua Ziqing, his slanted sword eyebrows moved, and asked, "Did King Chu treat you well?"

"No! Father treated me very well." Hua Ziqing replied smoothly.

Chu Changge said, "Since King Chu treated you well, why did you come to find death?"

This time Hua Ziqing couldn't go on anymore, his mouth moved randomly and his tongue knotted. It took him a long time to sort out a sentence, "When did I seek death?"

"I'm not leaving yet, aren't you waiting for me to give you a good time?" Chu Changge's tone was as calm as ever.

Hua Ziqing wasn't calm, she shrank her neck and stepped back two steps and said, "Why are you so innocent? Just fight and kill at every turn."

"Look, you are here to find death, you still don't admit it." Chu Changge said lightly.

Hua Ziqing was frightened. Intuition and experience told him that he could only lie down without leaving at this time. Therefore, Hua Ziqing very decisively chose to smear the soles of his feet. Before leaving, he did not forget to throw the invitation card at Chu Changge, and once again emphasized his intention, "I want to know my life and go to the banquet tonight."

When Chu Changge raised his hand, he easily clamped the invitation card with two fingers, swayed it in front of Murong Yunshu, and said, "Are you going?"

"I have to ask you."

Chu Changge said, "I don't like other people pretending to be fools in front of me."

Murong Yunshu said, "I don't like having'ghosts' watching when I eat."

"Okay, don't take them nine."

The nine people hiding in the dark are silently indignant in their hearts. If ghosts grow like them, can they still be ghosts? Already ascended to heaven as a god...

After the lost dusk, the red lanterns on the porch of King Chu Mansion were lit one by one, illuminating the Murong Mansion with exceptionally bright lights. Wealthy businessmen were welcomed into the palace one after another, and there were vermilion boxes with them. Seeing that the guests from the palace were almost there, Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge stepped out of the gate of the other courtyard and walked towards the opposite gate slowly, with a breeze in their sleeves.

When the housekeeper who was in charge of welcoming guests in the palace saw the two appearing, he immediately piled up a layer of smiles on his originally smiling faces, and enthusiastically introduced the two into the house himself. "Miss Murong, Master Chu, please come in, please come in."

Although the housekeeper's face was smiling, Murong Yunshu still trembled a few times when he heard him say "Master Chu". Someone is so famous as "Dangerous"! Murong Yun Shuwu lifted his lips.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, Murong Yunshu stopped and said, "I hope I won't bring them here."

Chu Changge curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, they won't step into the palace."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the steward leading the way looked inexplicable, who should he bring? Who wouldn't step into the palace? Except for the two of them, the rest are all from the palace, there is no one else at all!

"How did you find them?" Chu Changge asked. The reason why he asked Death Rakshasa to follow him calmly tonight was to figure out how she noticed them. But he watched carefully all the way, but couldn't see the clue, so he had no shame to ask.

The nine people hiding in every corner also pricked their ears, and they couldn't catch their eyes unless they figured out the reason.

Murong Yunshu smiled and said, "It smells it."

"Smell it?" Chu Changge was puzzled.

"Yeah." Murong Yunshu explained: "There are hundreds of flowers, each of which has a different taste. When you remember the taste of a certain flower, you can tell what it is as soon as you smell it. Flowers. During the three months I was under house arrest in Five Poison Cult, I had nothing to do. I accidentally discovered that many poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds in the yard tasted differently, so I started to study the difference between each taste, so I only needed to move my nose. Identify the types of flowers and plants."

Chu Changge suddenly realized, "So when you know the smell of all the flowers and plants, you start to feel bored again, so you start to study the smell of people."

"Not bad." Murong Yunshu said: "When I found nine different flavors surrounding me at all times, I guessed that there must be nine people hiding in the dark."

Hearing Murong Yunshu's explanation, the nine were relieved. It turns out that she doesn't have any special abilities, but her nose is better than theirs. This is nothing to envy, the dog's nose is so good! Thinking of this, the nine people suddenly felt unprecedented in their hearts! Was damaged here for a long time, and finally turned over again!

If I could say this sentence and share it with everyone, it would be more enjoyable. However, people are in the Demon Cult and cannot help themselves. All the words against the leader and the wife are destined to be held in the heart. Suffocation deserves it, who teaches himself to be inferior to others?

But the palace chief who had been at a loss finally heard the point...Nine people were hidden in the dark.

You have to inform the prince as soon as possible.

After the steward introduced Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge into the palace for a banquet, he quietly retreated and found King Chu who had not yet attended.

"Lord, Chu Changge brought someone secretly, do you think we should strengthen precautions, lest..."

"No need." King Chu said: "I invited them to dinner, not a fight. What's more, it is not my turn to deal with them."

The manager was puzzled, "Is it possible that Lord, you have another brilliant trick..."

"You don't need to bother about this." King Chu interrupted the butler, then changed the conversation and said, "Where is Ziqing?"

The manager replied: "The fourth master is already in the front hall, but it is the third master. He hasn't seen anyone all day, and I don't know where he went..."

Hearing this, the corner of King Chu's mouth was slightly curved, and he said unpredictably: "He has his own place."

Murong Yunshu was busy exchanging greetings with all the wealthy businessmen present. While Chu Changge sat on the table silently turning the wine glass in his hand, seemingly pensive, but the light from the corner of his eyes never left Murong Yunshu.

After about half a stick of incense, the room suddenly became quiet.

King Chu is here.

Chu Changge only stopped his hand and raised his eyelid to glance at him, then retracted his gaze again and continued to turn the wine glass.

All the greetings in the room had ceased, and Murong Yunshu returned to his seat and took a few sips to quench his thirst. "Does the wine change after a few turns?" She smiled and said to Chu Changge.

Chu Changge said, "I'm afraid that this wine won't change its taste even after a few hundred turns."

At that time, King Chu just passed by their side. He frowned upon hearing these words. He glanced at Chu Changge, then walked to the upper position and picked up a glass of wine and drank it, then sipped it to the side. With a sip of water, he said sternly: "How do you entertain guests with such a bad wine? Come, dump them all and replace them with ten years of aging."

"Yes, yes." The butler immediately ordered the servant to change the wine.

Murong Yunshu smiled lightly, with cold stars in his eyes, looking at his own shadow in the cup, and muttered: "The Zhumen wine and meat smell bad, there are frozen bones in the road."

Chu Changge's eyebrows moved slightly when he heard this, and he smiled: "If this wine is given to passers-by, I am afraid it will not be as simple as freezing to death."

Murong Yunshu heard Chu Changge’s voice-over, and immediately understood that there was a problem with the wine, so he raised his eyes and looked at King Chu leisurely. He saw his smile on his face and no guilty conscience at all. He couldn’t help sighing, “This King Chu is also Personality. Knowing that you have found a problem in the wine, but you do not make a difference, borrowing the bad taste of the wine to destroy the evidence, you are really not surprised."