Facing Murong Qingwu's inquiry, the woman in white didn't say anything but just looked at Murong Qingwu quietly...
Seeing this, Murong Qingwu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and then said:
"Your Excellency, you are waiting for me here, but what can I do?"
After Murong Qingwu finished speaking, the woman in white still didn't speak. Just when Murong Qingwu's patience was about to be exhausted, the woman in white suddenly spoke and said very calmly:
"You have to pay attention to your safety. It's best to stay in Murong's residence and don't come out. And you have to be very careful about who you are!"
Hearing what the other party said, Murong Qingwu was immediately startled and asked subconsciously:
"Who should I be careful of?"
"An Miaoyi!"
The woman in white said calmly:
Murong Qingwu seemed a little surprised to get this result. After thinking for a while, he continued to ask:
"Why should I be careful about her?"
Regarding Murong Qingwu's question, the woman in white remained silent and did not open her mouth to give an answer.
Although he was very curious to know why, he was unwilling to say more when he saw the other party, so Murong Qingwu could only give up and ask instead:
"Thank you for telling me. Have you and I met before? How did you recognize me?"
The woman in white seemed to have thought of something when she heard this. After being silent for a moment, she said quietly:
"You and I have never met before, but I have seen your portrait of Murong Qingwu in someone's private collection..."
"Portrait? Who hid my portrait privately?"
Listening to the answer of the woman in white, Murong Qingwu was even more confused, not knowing what the other party meant.
Seemingly seeing the doubts in Murong Qingwu's heart, the woman in white was not interested in solving the doubts, but said meaningfully:
"With your ice-snow intelligence, the most talented woman in the world, I believe you will understand everything in a short time, but no matter how smart you are, it will be difficult to change!"
After leaving these unintelligible words, the woman in white seemed to have lost interest in talking to Murong Qingwu. She moved lightly to turn around and leave, but the moment before turning around, she glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally. An inconspicuous willow tree in the far northeast corner.
Seeing that the extremely mysterious woman in white was about to leave, Murong Qingwu suddenly looked at her back on a whim and asked:
"How can we meet again?"
Listening to Murong Qingwu's question, the leaving figure of the woman in white paused for a moment, but still did not give an answer, and soon disappeared from Murong Qingwu's sight... ··
As the woman in white left, Murong Qingwu's maid walked back to Murong Qingwu from behind the willow tree in the northeast corner.
"Ying'er, isn't she better at martial arts than you?"
Murong Qingwu asked softly to the maid Ying'er beside her:
In a top family like the Murong family, the family has been protected by masters and generals for generations. As the legitimate daughter of the Murong family, Murong Qingwu also has guards around her. The seemingly inconspicuous little maid Ying beside her Er, he has been taught by famous teachers since he was a child and has undergone extremely rigorous training. His martial arts skills are extremely high at a young age. Although he looks thin, seven or eight strong men will never be able to get into the body.
It was precisely with her protection that Murong Yuliang was able to acquiesce to his precious daughter, being able to travel around the mountains and rivers disguised as a man all day long without worrying about her safety.
Listening to Murong Qingwu's inquiry, Ying'er lowered her head in shame and said:
"Miss, I am no match for the woman in white just now. She saw through my concealment skills with just one glance. This person's martial arts skills are rare in the world. I think she seems to be even more powerful than my master..." ·············”
Although he had realized that this woman in white was very powerful, Murong Qingwu couldn't help being surprised when he heard what Ying'er said and asked:
"You mean she is stronger than Master Yang?"
Ying'er nodded seriously and said:
"Although I am no match for my master, I can still survive more than a dozen moves under the master if I use my full strength. Otherwise, I would not be sent to protect the young lady. But facing this woman, I have no confidence at all. I think if the two of us fight, I will die in her hands within three moves!"
Murong Qingwu couldn't help but have a complicated look on his face when he said this. Ying'er's master Yang Ping'an was a world-famous swordsman. He had been in the world for decades with one sword and he had killed many powerful enemies. It happened that he owed Murong a debt. She joined the Murong family to help the Murong family train masters because of their family's great favor. Her uncle Murong Lunke once said that Yang Ping'an's martial arts can be ranked among the top ten in the world.
If Ying'er was right, then she had indeed walked through the door of hell just now. If the other party had malicious intentions just now, I'm afraid that she would have passed away and been buried in this wilderness... ············
Seeing the change in Murong Qingwu's expression, Ying'er thought that Murong Qingwu was scared, so she couldn't help but hold her hand and said comfortingly:
"Miss, although that woman is much more powerful than me, as long as Ying'er still has breath, she will fight her to the end and never let her hurt the lady!"
Feeling the firm will in Ying'er's words, Murong Qingwu chuckled, pinched the little girl's delicate face and said:
"I believe Ying'er, but although that woman has an unknown origin and identity, she shouldn't have any ill intentions towards me! I just don't know what she means, and who hid my portrait privately..." ·····”
After thinking for a while, Murong Qingwu still had no clue. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he immediately shook his head and sighed, not thinking about these troublesome things, and then said to Ying'er:
"Let's go! Since this woman is so powerful, I will listen to her and stay at home for the time being to see what's going on outside!"
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Yijing, Jiangshan County
Zhao Fuqu, who had been unconscious for an unknown period of time, slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that he had opened his eyes, the maids and servants waiting on the side were all extremely surprised and hurriedly called the doctor. After a cup of tea, a large group of people including the doctor came. Everyone gathered around Zhao Fuqu.
After the doctor checked Zhao Fuqu's pulse, he reported to Huang Wenze who was in charge:
"Sir Huang, the Marshal has become sick due to overwork over the years. He fainted just because of his anger. Now that he's awake, it's nothing serious. I will continue to prescribe medicine for the Marshal. Please send it on time. People give Dashuai torture to take it. This kind of disease requires rest. Remember not to be angry or have any violent mood swings..."
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, there was a sound of a woman sobbing not far away. A gust of fragrant wind came and a charming woman with heavy makeup and light makeup ran over anxiously and threw her down. Lying on the bed, Zhao Fuqu cried and said:
"Commander, you've finally woken up... If you have any shortcomings... I won't be able to survive either!"
Seeing this woman's slightly exaggerated acting skills, Huang Wenze's eyes flashed with disgust. The doctor just said it very vaguely, saying that Zhao Fuqu was sick from overwork, but as Zhao Fuqu's most trusted adviser, he naturally knew very well what Zhao Fuqu had been trying to do over the years. Beauty, he no longer pays much attention to military and political affairs on weekdays. Many things are handled by him and Sun Zhunde.
Therefore, this so-called "sickness caused by overwork" is just a nice way of saying it. In fact, I am afraid that it is due to frequent sexual intercourse and indulgence in beauty, and the slut in front of me is the culprit, Zhao Fuqu's most beloved concubine - Mrs. Hu!
Although in Huang Wenze's eyes, Hu's acting skills are very exaggerated, but as the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In Zhao Fuqu's eyes, Hu's crying and pear blossoms with rain in front of him showed that he was concerned about his own performance, so he felt very gratified. She didn't love Madam Hu in vain, and regardless of the fact that she had just woken up and was still very weak, she took Madam Hu's hand and comforted her.
The two of them were bored for a while, and they didn't know what method Hu used. Soon, Zhao Fuqu had a smile on his face. Seeing the two of them talking excitedly, Huang Wenze, who had a lot to say to Zhao Fuqu, could only be patient. Xingzi stood aside and waited silently...
The old man and his young wife, who were 30 years apart in age, spent nearly a stick of incense together before they stopped and sent away the charming Hu. Only then did Zhao Fuqu notice that he was standing aside in silence. Huang Wenze, who was speechless, waved to him to come over and talk.
Originally, Huang Wenze had a lot to say about the Hu family and wanted to say to Zhao Fuqu, hoping that Zhao Fuqu would stop being so obsessed with beauty and pay more attention to military and political affairs. Now, Ye Mingsheng's Fengwu Army is pressing down on the territory, and half of Youyan's territory has been seized by the Fengwu Army. After the past, even the old nest of Yi Jing will be gone. If things continue like this, the Zhao family and their followers will be completely destroyed for decades!
However, looking at the faint smile on Zhao Fuqu's face, Huang Wenze couldn't help but feel extremely heavy. He had followed Zhao Fuqu for decades, and he knew Zhao Fuqu's character clearly. He knew that Zhao Fuqu was extremely obsessed with the Hu family. He originally thought that after this Zhao Fuqu was able to reflect on the past incident and make some changes, but now it seems that he was still too optimistic...
If it were normal times, Huang Wenze would choose to protect himself wisely and not touch Zhao Fuqu's bad luck, but now Ye Mingshengxiong has a rough strategy, the Fengwu army is coming menacingly, and the Yan army has reached a critical stage. If no changes are made, then the Yan army will The destruction of the Zhao family and the destruction of the Zhao family were just around the corner. Therefore, although he knew that it would be difficult for Zhao Fuqu to change, as a human minister, Huang Wenze had already made up his mind to speak out.
Walking to Zhao Fuqu's side, Huang Wenze took a deep breath and then bowed deeply to Zhao Fuqu and said in a deep voice:
"Commander, I have something to say to you!"
Although the sweetness with Mrs. Hu made Zhao Fuqu temporarily forget his troubles, the good time was short-lived after all, so after reluctantly saying goodbye to Mr. Hu, the little fairy, he wanted to talk to Huang Wenze, his most trusted adviser. , let’s talk about the current situation. Unexpectedly, Huang Wenze had something to say before he opened his mouth, so he nodded curiously and said:
"Say it!"
After getting Zhao Fuqu's permission, Huang Wenze said:
"Commander, please stay away from women and pay more attention to military and political affairs..."
As soon as Huang Wenze started speaking, Zhao Fuqu realized what he wanted to say. His face instantly drooped and he interrupted with a wave of his hand:
"say no more!"
Although interrupted by Zhao Fuqu, Huang Wenze had already made up his mind to risk his own life to remonstrate, and immediately continued:
"Commander, Ye Mingsheng's ambition is well known to the world. Now that he has occupied Yi Jing, more than half of Youyan's land will soon fall into his hands. By then, how will there be any way for us to survive in Youyan! Commander You can't let your beauty ruin things!"
Huang Wenze had just paused and was about to continue speaking when Zhao Fuqu suddenly turned red and pointed at Huang Wenze, as if he wanted to say something, but could not say a word and could only cough violently.
"Cough cough cough!"
Seeing Zhao Fuqu like this, Huang Wenze remembered what the doctor had just said. He must not make Zhao Fuqu angry or have violent mood swings, so he became very worried and called someone over quickly.
Hearing Huang Wenze's shouts, a group of servants and maids immediately gathered around again. Some patted Zhao Fuqu on the back, and some handed him soup and medicine. After a lot of work, Zhao Fuqu finally settled down and became quiet again. Fell asleep···············
Huang Wenze, who felt deeply guilty about this, did not leave but knelt outside Zhao Fuqu's room, waiting for Zhao Fuqu's punishment. An hour later, Zhao Fuqu woke up. When he learned that Huang Wenze was kneeling outside the house, he called him to his side again, and then The screen receded left and right.
Huang Wenze, who appeared next to Zhao Fuqu, knelt on the ground with a pop and put his head on the ground to plead guilty to Zhao Fuqu:
"I spoke rudely and contradicted the commander-in-chief, so I ask the commander-in-chief to punish me!"
After listening to Huang Wenze's words, Zhao Fuqu shook his head and said:
"Get up quickly! It's easy to catch a cold on the ground!"
Although he heard Zhao Fuqu's words, Huang Wenze, who felt deeply guilty, still knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. In response, Zhao Fuqu had to emphasize his tone and said:
"Huang Wenze, I order you to stand up now!"
Seeing how solemn Zhao Fuqu was, Huang Wenze had no choice but to stand up respectfully, but his face was still full of shame.
Seeing this, Zhao Fuqu smiled bitterly and sighed, and said slightly helplessly:
"Wenze, I, Zhao Fuqu, have been in the army for decades. Who hasn't seen me? Can I not know what kind of person Hu is? But there is no way I am old and I still have a few more years to live. You have to be considerate. me··············"
