For more than two months, Zhao Yuanren kept this secret alone and was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Now, I really can’t hide it anymore.
Zhao Yuanren was silent for a moment, sighed, and then told in a low voice the whole story of Zhao Xiyan's disappearance: "...The Crown Prince also knew about this and sent most of his soldiers back to the capital. Xu San led hundreds of people and has been searching.
Yue Yaer’s whereabouts.”
Sun was so angry that her whole body was shaking: "This Murong Shen! He is really despicable and shameless! I used to feel sorry for Yue Ya'er, but now it seems that Yue Ya'er made the right choice. Such despicable and cruel people are not good people at all.
"
Sun's vocabulary for cursing was lacking, and he could only use the words "despicable, shameless, and cruel" over and over again. His heart was filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "It's been more than two months, and I still haven't found Yue Ya'er. There are constant rumors outside, what should I do now?
?”
Zhao Yuanren cheered up and said: "Don't worry about the rumors. The most important thing now is to find Yue Ya'er first. When Yue Ya'er comes back and shows his face in front of others, the rumors will naturally disappear."
Mrs. Sun's eyes suddenly turned red and her voice choked with sobs: "How will Yue Yaer get married in the future?"
"You and I can see the Crown Prince's affection for Yue Ya'er. But Yue Ya'er is kidnapped by Murong Shen, what if..."
Zhao Yuanren's eyes were also a little red, but his expression was quite calm: "Now is not the time to think about this, save the people first."
After a pause, he reassured Sun in a low voice: "As long as Murong Shen leaves the palace, Xu San and the others will keep a close eye on him. Murong Shen has no chance to see Yue Ya'er."
I can only think about the good in everything.
Mrs. Sun wiped her tears and whispered: "I will go to the farm to 'visit the patient' in person, so as to silence outsiders."
Zhao Yuanren sighed and nodded.
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Murong Mansion.
Murong Yan looked complacent and said to Madam Murong: "...Today I finally have some peace of mind. That Zhao Queyu is almost mad at me. I feel refreshed and relieved just by looking at him."
Mrs. Murong saw her daughter giggling heartily and said casually: "Don't talk about such gossip in the future. Zhao Queyu is the only one. That Zhao Xiyan is your elder brother's heart. Your words have made your elder brother know, and he
He will definitely be angry."
Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
Both the mother and daughter were startled, and quickly turned their heads. Only when they saw the face of the person coming clearly did they heave a sigh of relief.
"Second brother, why didn't you knock on the door?" Murong Yan complained dissatisfiedly: "I was shocked by the sudden intrusion."
Murong Ke rarely kept a straight face, and his voice became lowered: "Third sister, when you went out to be a guest today, did you talk nonsense?"
Murong Yan puffed up her chest: "What's wrong if I say a few words?"
Anger flashed in Murong Ke's eyes: "I told you that Miss Zhao Liu is my elder brother's sweetheart, and I will not allow anyone to say anything wrong about her."
"You talked nonsense in front of everyone today, and you even had a quarrel with Miss Zhao Qi about it, which caused a huge fuss. This matter must not be hidden from the eldest brother. Just wait for the eldest brother to come back and settle the score with you!"
Murong Yan felt horrified when she thought of Murong Shen's cold face. However, she was the most arrogant and said loudly, "I am the eldest brother's sister. How can the eldest brother fall out with me for an outsider?"
"
"Also, why are you angry here? Could it be that you feel sorry for that Zhao Queyu?"
Murong Ke: "..."
Murong Ke didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry, or if he was told what he meant, his handsome face suddenly turned red.
Madam Murong's brows moved, and her voice suddenly became stern: "Yan'er, don't talk nonsense! Ke'er and Miss Zhao Qi have only met once, so why do you feel sorry for them?"
Murong Yan's mouth was much faster than her brain. Regardless of Murong Ke's crazy winks and the ugly look on her own mother's face, she spouted out a barrage of words: "What else could it be? The Zhao sisters are all good-looking. The eldest brother was
Zhao Xiyan was in a coma, and the second brother only saw Zhao Queyu twice and lost his soul. Therefore, when his mother asked him to marry his cousin Baozhu, he was unwilling."
Madam Murong's brows almost stood up.
Murong Ke's face was on fire. He strode up to Murong Yan, suddenly reached out and grabbed the skirt of Murong Yan's clothes. Murong Yan was caught off guard and screamed: "Murong Ke! What are you going to do? Let me go quickly!"
"
It's extremely scary when an honest child loses his temper.
Murong Ke picked up Murong Yan without saying a word.
Murong Yan's feet were off the ground, her clothes were clenched tightly, and she couldn't breathe smoothly. Her pretty face turned red from holding back. She subconsciously reached out to grab Murong Ke's face.
Murong Ke grabbed her wrist with his other hand.
Murong Yan felt a pain in her wrist and immediately started crying at the top of her lungs: "Mom, please save me! My second brother beat me just for Zhao Queyu."
Mrs. Murong was furious: "Ke'er, stop it quickly!"
Murong Ke was also angry: "I won't let you go! Murong Yan, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will be the first to spare you!"
Murong Yan cried in a sharp voice. Mrs. Murong felt sorry for her daughter and stretched out her hand to slap Murong Ke's back randomly. Murong Ke did not move and still held Murong Yan tightly.
The room was in chaos.
Bang!
The door was kicked open suddenly with a muffled sound.
Murong Ke was startled and quickly let go. Murong Yan burst into tears and runny nose and rushed into Madam Murong's arms. Madam Murong raised her head and looked at the person who came, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The young man standing by the door, his eyes as dark as ice, and his whole body exuding a chilling chill, who else could it be if not Murong Shen?
Madam Murong forced a smile dryly: "Why are you back?"
Murong Shen looked over coldly: "Murong Yan, come here."
Murong Yan, who had been crying endlessly just a moment ago, was now like a quail, huddled in her mother's arms, not daring to express her anger.
"Brother!" Murong Ke bravely interceded for Murong Yan: "You know the temper of Third Sister. She is impulsive and speaks carelessly. Don't argue with her..."
"Get out of the way!" Murong Shen stared at Murong Ke: "This matter has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way!"
Murong Ke had always been in awe of his brother and subconsciously stepped aside.
Murong Yan was trembling all over, clutching her mother's clothes tightly, tears welling up: "Mother! Help me! Brother is going to kill me!"
Mrs. Murong was actually very scared.
Murong Shen's current appearance was too terrifying, with murderous intent and the coldness in his eyes like knives.
Murong Yao was not here, and everyone in the Murong Mansion followed Murong Shen. She, the step-wife, also looked weak and ridiculous in front of her stepson: "Murong Shen, what are you going to do? Yan'er is your biological sister, do you want to hurt her for an outsider?
My own sister can’t do it!”
"Besides, Yan'er just said a few words and didn't do anything harmful. That Zhao Xiyan behaves inappropriately and has a frivolous temper. Why don't you let others talk about it?"
