Xi Niang's screams and fainting made Zhang Yingying, who was already in shock, even more nervous and frightened.
Staggering out of the room, Zhang Yingying didn't even dare to look at other places in the house.
She screamed loudly and ran towards the crowded place in the house.
Using all her strength, Zhang Yingying finally came to the front hall.
Looking at Murong Zixuan, who was dressed in red and was being toasted by everyone, Zhang Yingying finally couldn't help it and burst into tears.
Zhang Yingying suddenly appeared again and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The bride, who had just paid homage and was sent back to her new house, actually ran out again alone, and she still looked like this.
Everyone who had never seen this before could only look at Zhang Yingying in silence, and no one dared to say a word.
The originally lively scene suddenly turned awkward and silent.
Murong Zixuan looked at Zhang Yingying's bloodless face and somewhat shaky body, and a chill flashed through his gloomy eyes.
Walking to Zhang Yingying with a smile on his face, Murong Zixuan reached out to hold her in his arms and supported her body that was about to fall.
Looking at everyone, Murong Zixuan smiled lightly and said: "My wife has just married into the Murong Mansion, and she is still not used to everything.
She is reluctant to leave my father-in-law, which makes everyone laugh."
Murong Zixuan's smoothness made the tense atmosphere slowly disappear.
Hugging Zhang Yingying tightly, Murong Zixuan took a step back with a smile and said: "Zixuan will take his wife back to the room to rest, everyone."
Before the next half of the sentence could be uttered, Murong Zixuan's voice was covered up by the crowd's cheers and laughter.
With his eyes twinkling, he led Zhang Yingying towards the room.
Murong Zixuan glanced coldly at Zhang Yingying beside him, who had been struggling to calm down, and reached out to untie the dumb hole that had been tapped on her for the first time.
"What's going on?
Tell me."
The cold questioning voice made Zhang Yingying recover a little.
With unclear words, she told Murong Zixuan what had just happened.
Zhang Yingying's words made Murong Zixuan, who was already irritable, instantly have the urge to kill someone.
Returning to his residence as quickly as possible, Murong Zixuan followed the open door and looked at the three servants who had heard Xi Niang's scream in the house.
Murong Zixuan didn't say anything.
He directly grabbed Zhang Yingying's wrist, strode into the door, and locked the door bolt with his backhand.
"Young Master" looked at Murong Zixuan in horror.
Everyone pointed at the pool of blood on the bed in panic, and no one dared to take another step forward.
"Does anyone else know about this?"
Murong Zixuan slowly walked towards the bed, calmly opened the bag, looked at the very familiar face inside, and asked in a cold voice.
"Back to the young master, the servants have just arrived here, and no one else knows."
"Okay."
The corner of his mouth suddenly raised, Murong Zixuan turned around, and before the other people could react, he used the hidden weapon he carried to end their lives.
Exuding an overbearing murderous aura, Murong Zixuan smiled evilly and looked into the eyes of the frightened Zhang Yingying.
Slowly arriving in front of Zhang Yingying, Murong Zixuan gently patted her head to soothe her emotions.
He said in a gentle tone: "Be good, it's okay."
He tapped Zhang Yingying's vagina and casually threw her to the cold ground.
Murong Zixuan stood motionless in the room, looking at the thing on the bed, and calmly analyzing its origin.
Was it Yan'er's doing?
With Yan'er's character, if she really got here, she would not fail to show up.
But besides Mu Yan, who else could be Xia Yifeng?
Clenching his fists hard, Murong Zixuan interrupted his thoughts.
In the scene just now, my father, mother, second uncle, and grandma would not believe my statement, so they turned around and walked outside the door.
After blowing a whistle, Murong Zixuan looked at the two men who came to him and said with a gloomy expression: "Go and clean up the things on the bed, and then check if there are any other suspicious people around."
"I obey."
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Obediently listening to Murong Zixuan's instructions, the two of them quickly walked into the room, frowning and carrying away the heavy cloth bag and the dirty bedding.
No one dared to ask more questions.
The two of them swallowed up all the doubts in their hearts, and under the cold gaze of Murong Zixuan, their figures disappeared from the spot.
Tang Wei, who had been hiding on the roof, silently watched everything in front of him.
With a smile in his eyes, Tang Wei, who had only had few fights with Murong Zixuan, no longer needed to be reminded by others, but cleverly painted the word "danger" on Murong Zixuan's body.
After leaving Murong Mansion quickly, Tang Wei returned to the palace in a happy mood and found Xia Yifeng who was reviewing memorials in the study.
He happily told Xia Yifeng everything he saw.
Looking at Xia Yifeng's half-smiling expression, Tang Wei suddenly sighed heavily.
"Your Majesty, there is something that Tang Wei doesn't understand.
I don't know if I should ask."
He politely talked to Xia Yifeng in official language.
Tang Wei sat on the chair, dangling his legs, and looked straight at Xia Yifeng's face.
"But it doesn't matter."
Xia Yifeng put down the memorial in his hand with interest.
Looking at the confidant he had trained by himself, Xia Yifeng said softly: "Is there anything you can't understand?"
"Your Majesty, since you already know all of Murong Zixuan's plans, why do you still let him sit on the position of number one scholar?
If you take any one of his crimes, you can kill the entire Murong family.
Your Majesty is not afraid of Murong.
One day, Zixuan will really cause a big mess and we won't be able to clean it up."
Tang Wei expressed his doubts openly, and Tang Wei looked at Xia Yifeng in confusion.
"Tang Wei."
Calling Tang Wei's name with a smile, Xia Yifeng leaned on the back of the chair, looking for a comfortable position, and said, "Don't you think it's a shame to watch a weak animal doing everything in front of you?
Isn't it a very interesting thing?
Without Murong Zixuan, we will have less fun.
I want to see the expression of that arrogant Murong Zixuan when he found that he still couldn't get what he wanted after making all the preparations. , what will it be like.”
Squinting his eyes slightly, Xia Yifeng's dark eyes flashed with a little cold light.
Now Murong Zixuan has no way to retreat, the only thing he can do is to keep moving forward.
Even if he has no intention of continuing on the road ahead, even if the development of things has deviated from his original plan, this is no longer a choice that Murong Zixuan can make.
Mu Yan, the world.
These two things that originally belonged to Xia Yifeng will never fall into Murong Zixuan's hands: