Ji Liwan lowered his head, fiddled with the corner of his clothes, and sighed: "It shouldn't be possible for me and him. This man hates Hu people very much, and he says all day long that Han and Hu are incompatible. And this time I hurt him a lot.
Too bad, he probably wants to kill me, so how could he be interested in me?"
Murong Chui sighed: "Okay, just remember your identity. We are members of the Murong family, and our personal emotions must be placed under the interests of the family. Go ahead and give you three months to calm down.
It's best to forget about that man. But you are not suitable for this matter, so I will find another way."
Ji Liwan opened his eyes wide, raised his head, and said seriously: "No, brother, my little sister swore back then that she would do anything for the Murong family..."
Murong Chui waved his hand: "Emotional matters cannot be forcibly maintained by reason and oaths. Alan, you need time, and maybe Liu Yu can be useful to our family."
Ji Liwan wanted to say more, but Murong Chui said: "Okay, you have been out for so long and you are tired. A lot of things have happened in the past few days. I need to calm down and think about it. Please step back first."
Bar."
Ji Liwan frowned slightly, bowed and retreated. The iron door of the secret room opened and closed, leaving only the faint fragrance of her body lingering in the room.
Murong Chui sighed softly, there was a sound on the wall, a secret door flipped, and a stunning woman about thirty years old with pigtails walked in. She was wearing a fine mink fur coat, and her features were like
Painting, but the eyes looking at Murong Chui were full of sympathy.
Murong Chui closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair of Hu's bed, and murmured to himself: "That's fine, I really can't bear to send Alan into the thief's harem. Her character is still strong.
, I can’t be as forbearing as Chong’er and Qinghe, and I’m not suitable for doing this kind of thing.”
This stunning woman is none other than Murong Chui's wife Xiao Duan. When Murong Chui was the king of Wu, he was very high-spirited and married the daughter of the Duan family of the Xianbei family, known as the Duan family in history. For a time, he was a hero and beauty, and many people envied him.
, but it also attracted the jealousy of Taifu Murong Ping and Queen Kezuhun.
So the two conspired to frame the Da Duan family through the story of witchcraft and being tired of winning. They were imprisoned and tortured. They wanted to force Murong Chui into the water and accuse him of treason. However, the Da Duan family committed suicide in prison to protect her husband's innocence.
, this also made Murong Chui, who was originally hesitant, cruelly flee to Qin to avenge Murong Ping and the Kezuhun family.
Duan Xiurong, the younger sister of the eldest Duan, was as beautiful as her elder sister. When her family suffered disaster, she escaped because of her young age. Murong Chui took her with him when he fled, and later married Duan Xiurong when they renewed their relationship.
, called Xiao Duan, the husband and wife have shared the joys and sorrows together for many years. Murong Chui also asked Xiao Duan to eavesdrop on such an important secret room decision today. Now, it is time to discuss the results.
Duan Xiurong sighed softly: "Alan has always been proud and arrogant. A man who can catch her eye must be a great hero. I never expected that the Han people in the south, who are weak in culture, would actually have such a character."
At this point, she suddenly smiled elegantly: "But there will be no better man than my husband in this world, I am sure of this!"
Murong Chui couldn't laugh. He suddenly looked at Duan Xiurong's beautiful face, with tears in his eyes: "Madam, let's make peace!"
Duan Xiurong's expression changed drastically, and she asked in surprise: "Why? Why did your husband say this?!"
Murong Chui sighed: "My Murong family is about to face a disaster. This time, the old thief Wang Meng is deliberately trying to kill our entire family. Chong'er has been driven out of the palace. No one will intercede for us anymore. I am afraid that I will
The collusion with Fu Luofu and Zhong's rebellion will also be exposed, and then no matter how hypocritical the thieves are, they won't be able to tolerate me."
"Back then, I was so outstanding in Dayan that I was suspected and killed your sister. I can't harm you this time. The revival of Dayan is our Murong family's business, and you are a member of the Duan family, so you shouldn't
involved."
Having said this, Murong Chui stood up, held Duan Xiurong's shoulders, and stared into her eyes: "I have already killed your sister, and I can't hurt you anymore. Nong'er and Long'er are the sons of the Murong family.
, they have to live and die with the Murong family, but I can still keep you. Let’s find a way to make peace with you tomorrow, so at least we won’t be guilty as much as you!”
Duan Xiurong's eyes sparkled with tears: "Is there really no other way?"
Murong Chui closed his eyes and murmured: "If there was nothing else I could do, how could I give my little sister away? My Murong family is so noble, how could I let a noble daughter from the clan serve my mortal enemy?
It's a pity that she's in love with someone else now, so it's impossible for her to complete this task. I didn't expect that when I really wanted to use her after training her for more than ten years, I would encounter something like this."
Duan Xiurong raised her head gently, a complicated look flashed in her eyes. She lifted the pigtails on her cheeks, and suddenly her charming look appeared: "Husband, maybe there is another way!"
Murong Chui's body suddenly started to tremble. He hugged Duan Xiurong tightly in his arms and shouted: "No, no, I can never send you out?"
Duan Xiurong smiled miserably, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye: "Besides this, is there any other way? Alan is a **** after all. She has a fierce temper, and it is impossible to serve her sworn enemy. Even if there is no such thing, she is not
The right person. And I am the one who deserves to enter the palace!"
"Husband, since I have entered the Murong family, I am no longer the daughter of the Duan family. The survival of the Murong family is my survival. If you suffer, how can I live alone? This should be the last thing I do for you.
Let’s do it!”
Murong Chui rested his head on Duan Xiurong's shoulder, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, this had been his plan for a long time. Duan Xiurong was famous all over the world for her beauty, and Fu Jian once half-jokingly said that he had
A good lady, with her lustful nature, may have already planned on it. Instead of waiting for her to die and her family to be destroyed and her wife to be thrown into the harem as a criminal, she might as well take the initiative to hand her over now, maybe she can survive in death.
After all, the little girl is a ****, I'm afraid she can't serve Fu Jian well, but Duan is a natural beauty, proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts in bed, so that I can't put it down. It's just that she has a strong temper, if she hadn't set up this situation
, how can she be allowed to volunteer herself?
Thinking of this, Murong Chui felt anger and humiliation in his heart, and a voice roared in his heart: Murong Chui, you claim to be a hero, but in the end you have to sacrifice your wife to survive, are you still a man?! This made his eyes change.
His blood was red, his teeth were chattering, and the arms holding Duan Xiurong were like iron rings, getting tighter!
This chapter has been completed!