Wei Ziyan frowned and gritted his teeth, "W-what do you mean?"
Mu Yiheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, it turns out you don't know about your father's romantic affairs."
He clicked his tongue twice and said, "Go out and take a look now.
Maybe you can tell the difference for your father, and your father will praise you for being generous and tolerant."
He didn't speak clearly and walked out of the house.
The servant leading the way had a dejected expression of "I'm going to die" on his face, and he bowed and led the way in front of him.
Passing by the fragrant greenery, I saw the woman just now.
The hem of her skirt fluttered in the wind, and her bare toe stepped on the water.
It seemed that the sound of footsteps startled her, and she turned around with tears on her face.
Mu Yiheng's heart was inexplicably shaken, he stopped and stared at the woman.
He has thin eyebrows and a small face, even bones and flesh, and his skin is as white as snow.
He doesn't look like a northerner.
That inexplicable feeling of familiarity made him frown, and his heart lit up with flames.
This woman looks very much like Lin Yunnuan.
In front of the door, Duke Wei's face was dark, looking at the chaotic crowd below the steps.
The women cried and cursed: "You have no conscience.
After you took advantage, you rubbed your feet and ran away, leaving us orphans and widows behind to make people laugh in the countryside."
The children scrambled to get past the many guards, wanted to pounce on him and grab his clothes, crying and calling "Dad".
Duke Wei Guo fought with others throughout his life, plotting and scheming, and doing everything he could.
But he never thought that one day he would lose his temper for such a vile and dishonorable smear.
How did Mu Yiheng survive to this day?
This kind of trick is a little too underhanded.
Mu Yiheng's gaze was so intimidating that the little woman standing by the lotus pond trembled when he looked at her, and she shrank her shoulders to protect her messy clothes.
Mu Yiheng looked her up and down, gritting his teeth tighter and tighter.
He clenched his fists, turned around and left.
When the servant saw him going to Wei Ziyan's courtyard again, he quickly followed him and said repeatedly: "Master Mu, Master Mu, what are you doing here?"
The people who come and go in Duke Wei's mansion are all from high-ranking families, and I have never seen anyone like this forcefully break into the courtyard.
What's more, what he broke into was Wei Ziyan's yard.
This prince would kill people with his sword no matter what, but now that he was ineffective in doing things, he allowed people to break into his yard, and he didn't know how he would be settled later.
Wei Ziyan was dressing randomly and wanted to see the "liveliness" that Mu Yiheng mentioned.
He has always been the only child in the Wei Mansion.
His mother was in poor health and could not bear children.
Even his father's servants, none of them could give birth to children.
He was just a single person, but his father could neglect him like this.
If there were other brothers, would his father directly consider replacing him as the heir apparent?
Suddenly there was a loud noise.
Wei Ziyan turned around and saw Mu Yiheng leaving and returning with a dark face.
He noticed Mu Yiheng's clenched fists, his heart shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously hid under the table while shouting: "Come quickly, let my mother know if anyone heard me?"
Before he finished speaking, Mu Yiheng stepped up and pulled Wei Ziyan out from under the table.
Wei Ziyan subconsciously covered his face and let out a whine.
That servant had the intention to come forward and snatch the crown prince from Mu Yiheng's hands.
But this man in front of me is so vicious.
He stepped on Wei Ziyan's chest and punched Wei Ziyan.
Blood spurted out of Wei Ziyan's unhealed nose, and his nose bones instantly crooked.
Wei Ziyan couldn't even scream.
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He choked on the blood in his mouth.
The man's legs were weak and his hands were shaking, and he rolled and crawled away.
The woman by the lotus pond was curious and cautiously came forward.
From the diamond-shaped window, she saw the man who had been staring at her for a moment.
His tall figure bowed down, lifted up Wei Ziyan, who was limp and inhuman, and cursed through gritted teeth: "You deserve it."
Xiao misses her" Wei Ziyan sobbed, vaguely begging for mercy.
His face was so bruised that his true appearance could not be seen at all.
Mu Yiheng straightened up and saw the woman when he regained consciousness.
He frowned again, raised his foot and stamped on Wei Ziyan's lower body.
Those things that were no longer of use have been trampled into what they were.
The woman looked at Mu Yiheng in fear.
She should have been relieved that someone had taken care of Wei Ziyan, a scumbag who had kidnapped a good girl.
But she has no way out.
Now she is no longer perfect, and she will still be tied to this man for the rest of her life.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and they fell one after another.
Mu Yiheng caught a glimpse of this tearful face.
He seemed in pain.
He gritted his teeth and frowned.
Without saying a word, he stepped on Wei Ziyan's chest again, causing his shrill cries to become dull and hoarse.
Wei Ziyan sobbed and saw the woman.
After searching many places, I forcibly bought this woman from an unknown town.
Vent the humiliation Mu Yiheng brought him on her.
After playing for only five or six days, Mu Yiheng bumped into him.
He gritted his teeth in despair and begged: "I was wrong, Master Mu, I was wrong.
I gave this woman to you for no money.
I don't want any money."
The woman opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe what she heard.
Mu Yiheng was tired and annoyed.
He paced around the room, his eyes fixed on Wei Ziyan who was breathing in but not breathing out.
After a while, people from Di Ji's side will arrive.
Although he arranged the farce in front of the door and attracted a large number of guards from Duke Wei's mansion, it doesn't mean that there will be no one guarding the courtyard.
Not wanting to lose anything, he had no choice but to leave.
He hated himself for still having any semblance of reason left at this moment.
Three years ago, he would have taken Wei Ziyan's life without hesitation.
Now, I don't dare to take risks easily.
With worries in his heart, he didn't even dare to bet bigger.
If he dies, what will happen to the orphans and widows left behind?
Mu Yiheng was so angry that he slapped his palm on the door.
He stepped out of Weiziyan Courtyard.
Passed by the woman.
The woman was shaking violently and looked extremely frightened.
Her crying face looked more like Lin Yunnuan's.
The long eyebrows were knitted together, giving him the urge to raise his hand to smooth them out.
He walked forward.
Seeing that the woman was still motionless, he looked back with a stern look.
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“Not leaving yet” The woman was shocked and looked up at him with tearful eyes.
Mu Yiheng's patience was exhausted, "I didn't hear that, he gave you to me."
The woman's eyes flickered, and she pursed her lips with a complicated mood, "Master," She would naturally be willing to escape from the fire pit.
But the man in front of him was a stranger.
Although he was handsome, he was too fierce.
The way he beat Wei Ziyan looked like an evil spirit.
The woman was terrified, but she didn't dare not follow him.
She looked back at Wei Ziyan, but there was no sound inside.
The low cry of pain just now could not be heard at this time.
The road ahead is uncertain.
Which god did she offend to end up like this?
The woman's surname was Rong, and her given name was Hanniang.
Xiaohan was born on this day, hence his name.
Mu Yiheng was riding a horse, driving slowly in front, and she followed closely behind.
She still had one bare foot.
This look is totally disgraceful.
But what can she do?
She was in an unfamiliar place, and she gave it to her man.
Where could she go?
Mu Yiheng saw her wandering around the alley.
He looked her up and down, thought for a moment, took off the outer silk robe from his body, and threw it to the woman.
Han Niang put on her clothes and smelled the faint fragrance of jasmine on them.
She was struggling in her heart and it was extremely complicated.
I long for salvation, but I'm also afraid that this will be another pit of fire.
God didn't give her the slightest chance to choose.
She walked forward barefoot, squeezing herself tightly into his loose robe.
Mu Yiheng reined in his horse in front of a stall in the market, glanced at him, and motioned to the woman to come forward and choose for himself.
There are various kinds of embroidered shoes, but the embroidery is a little rough.
Han Niang was startled for a moment, then her eyes became hot.
Did he notice that her feet were worn out and wanted to buy her a pair of shoes?
Han Niang timidly chose a pair of shoes with jasmine patterns and put them on her feet.
Mu Yiheng had no patience, so he grabbed a few coins and threw them on the stall.
He continued walking forward, and the woman followed his pace this time, becoming faster and happier.
She couldn't even imagine such an encounter with a good-looking man who was also attentive and considerate.
She had already concluded that Mu Yiheng's sudden violent beating of Wei Ziyan just now was probably because of her.
To vent her anger.
Mu Yiheng stopped his horse at a street corner.
He pointed to the plaque above and said, "Knock on the door."
The woman was illiterate, so she responded quickly, "Hey," she held the door knocker with her little hand and patted it several times.
Someone came to greet the door.
Mu Yiheng was on the horse and threw a money bag at the woman's feet.
"This is a deposit to send her back to her hometown.
When she arrives safely, send a letter from her hometown and get the balance from me."
After he finished speaking, he added, "The one who is in charge of you is the ninth master of the Mu family. , allow him this deal.”
The man who greeted the door suddenly understood, and he bowed his hands enthusiastically, "Yes, I know, I will go and pass the news right now."
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Mu Yiheng coughed and looked at the woman: "The Zhenyuan Escort Bureau has a good reputation in Beijing.
You don't have to be afraid."
Han Niang's expression immediately changed: "Master, you don't want me anymore and you want to send me back to my hometown."
Mu Yiheng couldn't hear the cry.
He rubbed his brows and stopped looking at the woman: "Because of your face, I will pay you this money.
You'd better not have other thoughts."
He hit the horse and left without looking at the woman again.
Han Niang chased him two steps and cried out to him: "Master, I can't go back to that home.
My parents cruelly sold me in order to find a wife for my brother.
If I go back, I still can't escape the fate of being sold." , I beg you, a good man, to do it to the end, send Buddha to the West, and take me in, Lord, please.”
She knelt on the ground, wailing earnestly, which attracted many onlookers to stop.
Mu Yiheng didn't look back, and before the woman finished speaking, he had already disappeared.
Of course he didn't allow Wei Ziyan to keep such a woman by his side.
But it doesn't mean that he is a kind-hearted and good person.
Things like pity for beauty and cherishing jade have never had anything to do with him.
But he never thought that once hidden dangers were planted, he would be the one to suffer in the end.
Duke Wei impeached the censor, saying that his moral conduct was lacking and contrary to human ethics.
Every day, many people come forward to recognize their relatives in front of the gate of Duke Wei's mansion.
They hold various tokens and say that they are the heirs left behind by Duke Wei.
Duke Wei was very upset here, and Emperor Rong'an was having a hard time there.
Wei Ziyan only had half a breath left.
These days, he couldn't even get out of bed.
When Li Cong came, he saw Rongan frowning at the prescription.
He then hugged Rongan's body, his lips touching her earlobe.
The maids in the room quickly retreated, leaving only Aunt Qiu standing guard outside the curtain with a worried look on her face.
Rongan fell softly into Li Cong's arms, leaning against his generous chest.
Li Cong raised her chin, moved his lips to hers, and kissed her lips.
Rongan is greedy for such intimacy and tenderness.
The paper in her hand fell, and she turned around and hugged the man's neck.
Li Cong picked up her thin body and walked towards the bed step by step.
Rongan sighed and held his hand.
"Farewell, I want to go see Zi Yan later."
Li Cong pinched her fingers with his backhand, leaned over and kissed her.
"You don't have to worry.
The prince will be fine.
I'll go see him for you later.
I think we'll have a baby too." gd1806102: