Turned over

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date="2020-11-27"

title="Turned over"

weight="108105"

series = ["Black Belly Wife"]

mode = "manual"

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"Is Fang Hongfei not dead yet?" Dong Hufa guessed.

Nan Hufa said: "Impossible. At that time, the fire was so big, we saw the ship burned with our own eyes, and he had no chance to escape."

"Even if he escaped that catastrophe by chance, he would not survive long at sea with a serious injury. Let alone come back alive." Xihu Fa analyzed.

Murong Yunshu also believes that Fang Hongfei has no chance of surviving, but facts speak louder than words. Apart from Fang Hongfei, she could not think of the second enemy wearing the Maitreya Buddha mask. "Apart from wearing a mask on his face, what other characteristics does that person have? For example, his hands are different from ordinary people."

The gangster replied: "He is wearing gloves, I didn't see his hands."

Murong Yunshu's heart sank when he heard the words and looked at Chu Changge. Which person with normal limbs would wear gloves on a hot day?

Chu Changge pondered for a moment, and said to the little bastard: "If you see that person again, help me tell him, I Chu Changge is always waiting for the big driver."

"Yes, yes. I will bring you the words for you." The little bastard nodded as if pounding garlic, and crawled away.

"Who do you think is most likely to save Fang Hongfei?" Murong Yunshu asked Chu Changge.

Chu Changge: "Why are you so sure that he was rescued?"

"In addition to someone reaching out to him, can you find a second reason why he lived to the present?" Murong Yunshu asked not to answer.

Chu Changge thought for a while, smiled bitterly, "Can't find it."

Murong Yunshu had already got the answer from Chu Changge's expression. Although the answer in her heart was the same as his, she still comforted: "It is not necessarily Hua Tiansheng." Although, it is his most likely.

"You don't have to comfort me. Since he led an army to stop us that night four years ago, there has been no brotherhood between me and him."

Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge returned to Murong Mansion with an extremely heavy heart. As soon as they entered the door, they were dragged to the corner of the door by Manager Qian, with an expression that the sky had fallen, and said, "Miss, uncle, it's incredible. Up!"

Upon seeing this, Murong Yunshu twisted his phoenix eyebrows slightly, and said: "What's going on in a panic?"

"Little Master... Little Master He... He was deceived by a traitor and wore a dragon robe in the mansion!"

Murong Yunshu raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this kind of trivial matter worth making a fuss about?"

"Miss, this is not a trivial matter! Now the identity of my uncle as a prince has been spread in the mansion. Although none of the people in our mansion is a tongue-in-cheek person, the world is unpredictable. In case someone leaks outside, You can't hide this thing!" Director Qian jumped anxiously.

But Murong Yunshu was still calm and calm, "Who said it must be hidden?"

"Huh?" Director Qian was stunned. What does Miss mean by this sentence? Dare to love, does she want to make her uncle's identity public?

"Take care of the money. I'll take care of other things." Abandoning these words, Murong Yunshu walked towards the mansion.

Chu Changge also threw a look in the manager of Qian's "Being safe and restless", smiled and walked forward to embrace Murong Yunshu's waist, and asked in a low voice, "Madam wants to betrayed as a husband?"

"Your son has done everything to betray you. Where can I have this chance?" Murong Yunshu smiled sweetly.

"Don't think too much about it. By now, breaking the jar is the most appropriate mentality."

When Chu Changge was wondering how to punish the person who broke the jar first, the instigator appeared in front of him, wrapped in... a bright yellow cloth.

Seeing Chu Murong's dress, Murong Yunshu's mouth trembled, and he squatted down to untie his'dragon robe', and said, "Although business is difficult now, you can't just wrap a piece of cloth just to save money. Go out. This will shame Murong Mansion, you know?"

Chu Murong stared at the sermon taken away by Murong Yunshu with a reluctant expression, and said, "That's the dragon robe."

"This is cloth. That's the dragon robe." Murong Yunshu said, looking at the torn bright yellow dragon robe in Nie Qing's hand.

"But that one is too big for me to wear it."

"Do you really want to wear a dragon robe?"

Chu Murong nodded seriously, "Yes."

Murong Yunshu: "But that dragon robe belongs to your father, do you dare to fight with him?"

As soon as Murong Yunshu said this, all the ministers who came after Chu Murong were overjoyed. Is the prince finally willing to return to Beijing to take the throne?

Chu Murong looked up at his father faintly, then shook his head very honestly: "Don't dare."

You still have a conscience! Chu Changge hummed in his heart. Suddenly found something was wrong again, when did he say he wanted a dragon robe? "Madam, you..."

Murong Yunshu interrupted him with a smile, "Didn't you say you would do everything for me the night you got married? It's not difficult to be an emperor for me?"

"Not difficult, but wronged."

"Then are you willing to accept this mess for my grievance?" Murong Yunshu asked with a smile.

Chu Changge said, "Do you still need to ask?" In fact, as soon as the plague appeared, he already realized that this emperor must be a must.

The hearts of the ministers suddenly mixed with joy. The good news is that Chu Changge is finally willing to be emperor. Sadly... the supreme honor in their eyes turned out to be wronged in his eyes...

Although Chu Changge agreed to be emperor, he did not go to the capital immediately. The plague in Jin Ling City has not been brought under control, and no one can leave.

"The capital is empty and needs someone to go back to preside over the overall situation. I can't stay here for a long time." Nie Qing tried to persuade Murong Yunshu to let her go out of the city.

"Yes. We have to go to Huatuo Mountain to find my brother." Feng Ling said.

"If you want to get out of the city, you should go to discuss with Chu Changge." Murong Yunshu looked like he was hanging up high. Ever since Chu Changge agreed to the emperor, the ministers stopped pestering Murong Yunshu all day, and instead entangled Chu Changge. Murong Yun was so happy that he no longer stepped into the study. Occasionally, Mr. Qian has business matters to discuss with her, and she will also push them to Chu Murong. Gradually, the family business began to be taken over by Chu Murong. Although Chu Murong was young, she was well versed in the way of doing business, and she was ashamed of some ideas and opinions.

Feng Ling couldn't bear to snatch the shovel in Mu Murong Yunshu's hand, and said, "Big Brother Chu has a prejudice against Nie Qing and refuses to see him."

Murong Yunshu raised his brows when he heard the words and looked at Nie Qing, "Did you offend him?"

Nie Qing replied dully: "I don't know."

"That's weird. You are his minister, and you haven't offended him, why would he refuse to see you?" Murong Yunshu said.

Feng Ling pursed his lips and said, "What's so strange about this? Big Brother Chu is born with a moody, yin and yang personality. He doesn't want to see anyone, does he need a reason?"

"That's true." Murong Yunshu smiled approvingly, then got up to wash and dry his hands. "What should I do next?" she asked Lu'er.

"Teach little master to write." Lu'er replied.

As he was talking, Chu Murong ran into the door and said with a serious face: "Mother, we won't write poems and songs today."

"Then what do you want to write?" Murong Yunshu asked as he squatted down and helped him trim his clothes.

Chu Murong: "Write the account book."

"There are only a few figures on the ledger, didn't you already write them down?"

"But I still have a lot of accounts that have not been checked today. If you don't hurry, it will be delayed until tomorrow."

"It's the same for checking tomorrow. Don't worry."

"No." Chu Murong said: "Tomorrow and tomorrow's affairs. Dad said that today's affairs must be finished today, so you can't delay it."

Murong Yunshu was slightly startled, "When did he say that?" If she remembers correctly, someone can delay other things except for being active in certain things...

"Just last night! Aunt Lu'er knows it." Chu Murong said.

Murong Yunshu looked at Lu'er with a bad premonition in his heart. Now as long as she hears the word "night" from Chu Murong's mouth, she will involuntarily tense her nerves.

Lu'er blushed and lowered his head and said, "After dinner yesterday, the young master asked his uncle to accompany him to practice swordsmanship. The uncle said that there was an arrangement for the evening and there was no time."

"I asked Dad to push back the plan for the evening and go again tomorrow, but he said that today's affairs must be completed today, and tomorrow's plans are still available." Chu Murong continued.

"Where did he have anything last night..." Murong Yunshu suddenly remembered what happened last night, and those passionate images appeared in front of her, making her heart turbulent.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? Why are your hands so hot?" Chu Murong grabbed Murong Yunshu and said.

Murong Yunshu quickly retracted his hand, suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, and said lightly: "It's nothing, maybe it's been too long outside, it's a bit hot."

"Really?" Chu Murong looked up at the sky with thick clouds with a strange expression, and said, "But there is no sun today."

Murong Yunshu was embarrassed, and suddenly regretted giving him such a smart birth. "It's sultry," she said.

Chu Murong blinked, "Why am I not hot?"

Why are there so many? Murong Yunshu said angrily: "You are cold inside, of course not hot."

Nie Qing, Feng Ling, and Lu'er have black lines on their faces. Did anyone say that about their son?