Guo Fu hesitated for a long time, "Do you still remember the Shaolin Temple meeting? One night you asked my mother out alone, and I... I followed you secretly."
"Huh?" Murong Fu's face froze, "Which night?"
Guo Fu glared at him, "Have you dated many nights?"
Murong Fu thought about it carefully. During the Shaolin Conference...suddenly he slapped his forehead and finally remembered that he only had an appointment with Huang Rong once in the Shaolin Temple, which was the time when he wanted to use the soul-moving technique on Huang Rong.
.
Thinking of this, even though he was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a little hot, and asked doubtfully, "Fu'er, were you nearby at the time? How is this possible?"
Guo Fu said angrily, "I know you have great internal strength, but I'm not bad either, okay."
Murong Fu looked at her suspiciously. Guo Fu's internal strength was indeed above the first rate. This was because the internal strength of the Divine Foot Sutra was progressing very quickly. Two years of practice was equivalent to seven or eight years of practice by others. However, Guo Fu at that time could hide it from him for six years.
Knowledge is still unlikely.
He probed, "Fu'er, what did you hear?"
Guo Fu's face turned red, "Actually, I didn't hear what you said clearly, I just saw from a distance... I saw you hugging my mother."
Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief. If he could only see it with his eyes, he still had a lot of room for maneuver. He immediately thought about it and wanted to talk about the dead and live. Unexpectedly, Guo Fu sighed again, "Originally, that time
I didn’t think much about it, but I hoped that your relationship would be better, but then...then..."
"What happened next?" Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, couldn't you say it clearly at once?
Guo Fu continued, "Later, my mother got drunk one time, hugged me and cried non-stop, saying she was sorry for daddy, sorry for me, and she said you were a big bastard. I asked her what was wrong with you, and she refused to say any more.
."
"when did it happen?"
Guo Fu shook her head, "Shortly after returning from Shaolin Temple."
Murong Fu's thoughts turned. Judging from the time, it should be before Guo Fu went to Yanziwu to find him. No wonder she would test herself when she was at Yanziwu.
"Oh, I thought she had caught some substantive evidence, but it turns out it was just a few clues. The key is not to bring it upon yourself..."
After figuring out the joints, Murong Fu couldn't laugh or cry.
Guo Fu said, "Since you came to Xiangyang City, I wanted to keep an eye on you, but you still tried every means to get my mother to the general's mansion, and now you have rescued her from the Mongolian camp. I am very grateful to you.
But I’m also really… really scared.”
As he spoke, he started crying again.
Murong Fu gently stroked her vest. This girl was indeed not as careless as she appeared. She was thoughtful and smart, no less intelligent than her mother.
He was thinking a lot, but didn't know how to speak. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Fu'er, didn't you say before that if I could save Xiangyang City, you would turn a blind eye?"
Guo Fu was stunned for a moment and glared at him angrily, "What about me, I can turn a blind eye and not tell anyone, but you are with my mother, what should I do? What about my father?
manage?"
After asking two questions in a row, her eyes became even redder, "I thought about escaping, pretending not to know, and even thought about leaving you, but... But I don't know what happened. As soon as I thought of leaving you, I
It feels like the sky has fallen and there is no joy in life."
"You..." Murong Fu wanted to say, "You can go with your mother," but he couldn't say the words. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was too embarrassed to talk to a girl who had her heart completely tied to him.
Say something like this in front of me.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed, "Fuer, I promise you that I will never separate your mother and your father."
Guo Fu's face was slightly happy, "So you don't have any ideas about my mother anymore?"
Murong Fu was speechless immediately. This girl is not easy to fool. After thinking about it, he suddenly asked, "What if your mother tries to trick me?"
Guo Fu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Nonsense, how could my mother possibly have your idea!"
Murong Fu thought slightly, "What if, you also know how charming your brother Murong is."
"Go," Guo Fu gave him a gentle blow and said with a straight face, "No matter how charming you are, my mother is devoted to my father, how can she possibly try to influence you. If you keep talking nonsense, I will be angry."
Murong Fu smiled coquettishly, "Fu'er, if...I mean if, your mother really has an idea for me, what will you do?"
Guo Fu was startled and snorted coldly, "Can you let me die if I die?"
"This girl looks weak, but she can't get in..." Murong Fu smiled bitterly to himself. He wanted to provoke her and see if there was any improvement, but he didn't want the girl to block his next words with one sentence, so he had to
He said, "Fu'er, don't say stupid things. I just won't have any ideas about your mother."
"real?"
"real!"
"You're so kind." Guo Fu was overjoyed and kissed him randomly on the face a few times.
Murong Fu's eyes flickered uncertainly. Can he really let go? It's obviously impossible. At the moment, he can only stabilize Guo Fu first and then slowly think of countermeasures. As long as things don't get to the worst point, there will always be a solution.
After taking advantage a few times, Murong Fu excused himself from the lotus pond and was about to go back to the front hall, but he didn't want to meet Cheng Jiayao again.
"What's going on tonight? His karma with women is so good?" Murong Fu muttered to himself, but his karma with women had always been very good, so there didn't seem to be anything strange about him.
Then he greeted her generously, "Hey, Mrs. Lu, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Cheng Jiayao glanced at him with a hint of resentment, said nothing, and pointed behind him.
Murong Fu looked back and realized that not far behind him was the small courtyard of Lu Guanying and his wife. This small courtyard was originally the guest courtyard and was located right between the main hall and the backyard.
He smiled awkwardly, "That's a coincidence. We meet each other anywhere in the world."
Cheng Jiayao rolled her eyes at him and said, "Mr. Murong, I visited the general's residence as promised today, but I didn't see the young master."
She emphasized the word "as promised" with a hint of ridicule.
Murong Fu seemed not to have heard anything and shrugged casually, "I'm really sorry. Things have been going on in the past few days and I really can't get away."
"Nonsense, you left the banquet with an excuse and sneaked into this backyard. Do you think I don't know what you are doing?" Cheng Jiayao spat secretly, forcing a smile on his face, "Young Master, you are serious. You are a military and national official."
In important matters, the world should be the most important thing, but I don’t know the importance of it."
Murong Fu looked at her charming yet aggrieved expression, and his heart skipped a beat unconsciously. Although he had already hugged Dongfang Qing today and had dinner with Huang Rong in the evening, if he could eat again now
It seemed like I could still eat a late-night snack.
The key is that he feels that this woman is waiting for him here.
So he reached out his hand and hooked her chin without any politeness.
Cheng Jiayao hurriedly turned away and took a few steps back, "Mr. Murong, please respect yourself. I am not a casual person."
"Isn't she just a casual person?" Murong Fu was stunned and looked at her with a half-smile, "But I remember that yesterday, Madam was very casual. Why are you so casual today?"
When Cheng Jiayao heard this, she almost fainted. She couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in her heart, and said bitterly, "Even...even if you don't regard your concubine as a human being, you should respect your identity. Isn't the master a very casual person?"
Her question made it difficult for Murong Fu to answer. He had always asked himself questions casually, but he couldn't admit it casually.
After all, Cheng Jiayao didn't dare to offend him too much. She regretted her words as soon as she said them. When she saw that he was silent, her heart was in a state of anxiety and she finally said, "Master, if you have something to say, maybe we can change the place..."
"
She said it quite implicitly, but Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat and he blurted out, "Where else?"
Cheng Jiayao's face turned red and she whispered softly, "General's Mansion."
Murong Fu chuckled, "So when it comes to the General's Mansion, I can do whatever I want?"
Cheng Jiayao didn't dare to look at him and said tremblingly, "If you want to do something, I can't resist, right?"
Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly changed the subject, "I take you to the General's Mansion in the middle of the night. Doesn't your honor have any objections?"
Cheng Jiayao's face instantly turned from red to white, then from white to red, and finally she smiled for the first time, "Maybe, maybe not, who knows."
Her smile was really charming and charming, like spring flowers blooming or ripples on autumn water, indescribable charm and charm.
Murong Fu stared at her blankly, then suddenly walked forward, hugged her over, and whispered, "You are a good woman, why do you force yourself to do bad things?"
Cheng Jiayao was startled when he heard this. He even forgot about struggling. What did he mean? Has he discovered his purpose? What should he do? What should he do?
She could not imagine the consequences of failing the mission. Her husband would die, she would be ruined, and hundreds of people in Guiyun Village would be destroyed.
Suddenly, she didn't know where the courage came from, she actually took the initiative to move forward, kissed him on the face, then lowered her head with a blushing face, her heart was beating fast, and her fingers were twisted together.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then leaned forward to return the kiss. He glanced around and happened to see a crooked-necked tree. He hugged her and passed over.
"What...what?" Cheng Jiayao was a little panicked.
Murong Fu chuckled lightly, "What else can you do? There is no one here, only a man and a woman. The scenery is nice. Madam, you don't want me to teach you, right?"
"How about...here?"
"Why not? Once it's strange, then twice it's familiar, and you'll get used to it."
"But...but about the sword..."
"We'll talk about the sword tomorrow. You can take a look at my other sword first."
…
Murong Fu was certainly not a gentleman. He had already been given to others, so how could he not eat it? As for his conscience? It was enough to just discover it, why should he keep showing it to others?
Before a stick of incense arrived, the two of them walked out from behind the tree. It was not because Murong Fu was dying, but because Cheng Jiayao had been crying and it was really difficult for him to be interested at all, so he had to end the matter hastily.
Cheng Jiayao had various expressions on her face including shame, anger, sadness, etc. Her clothes were still intact, but it was not difficult for anyone to tell what she had just experienced.