Chapter 103 The First Hand and Chapter Three The Irritable Murongyin
Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Irritated Murong Yin
Author: Tangjiutang
Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Irritated Murong Yin
The ministers who went to court today discovered a big thing. Their emperor, who worked hard day and night, did not come to court today.
The ministers who had seen Lei Jie yesterday couldn't help but guess whether it was their emperor who broke through the spiritual silence.
Could it be that the breakthrough failed?
The prince standing in front looked at the empty dragon chair and wondered why his father did not come to court today.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yue Qing sitting in a wheelchair. His eyes flashed with disdain, and he asked nonchalantly: "Brother Four Emperors, do you know why your father didn't come?"
Hearing this, Yue Qing, who was pretending to be a bad person, raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and said calmly: "As a prince, I don't even know if I live in the palace, and I will never know."
"You!" Lin Huai's expression changed, and he was filled with anger: "Don't think that just because your father dotes on you, you can be lawless, huh!"
Yue Qing's lips curled up slightly, she raised her hand to turn the wheelchair and left.
He didn't take the prince seriously at all.
There was ridicule in Wen Run's eyes, they would never find the emperor in this life.
Thinking of the scene yesterday where Lin Tao's body was completely gone, the depression and hatred that had been in his chest for many years finally dissipated.
But when he thought of what he found from the pool of blood yesterday, his soft face twisted, revealing a hint of disgust.
He won't want anything dirty again.
After counting the days, Ayin should be leaving for Tianxing Academy soon.
Fortunately, he can also return to the place he should return to, but he doesn't know if those people are ready.
Warm sunlight shone down and poured onto the man.
The long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the indifference in the man's eyes.
"Yin'er, are you awake? Lord Emperor is already in the front hall."
Early in the morning, Murong Jinglan was sent to wake Murong Yin up.
Every day, Yin'er would get up on time at half past nine o'clock. I don't know why today, it was almost noon, and she hadn't gotten up yet.
Murong Jinglan was a little worried.
In the room, under the soft quilt, a little girl with a red face was sleeping soundly.
When she heard someone calling her, she frowned, muttered, turned over and fell asleep again.
No one responded, Murong Jinglan stood outside the door for a while, sighed, and left.
After an unknown amount of time, the woman on the bed finally opened her hazy eyes.
He stared blankly at the top of the bed for a while, then slowly sat up from the bed.
I rubbed my face hard before getting down to get dressed and wash up.
Staring at the water in the basin, Murong Yin was in a daze again, and her thoughts inadvertently returned to the scene in the palace last night.
Thinking that every time I would happily share the joy of advancement with that man.
Murong Yin frowned irritably, as much as a fly could be caught between his eyebrows.
She is not a real fifteen-year-old girl. She will not understand what changes she has made and why.
Just because I know it makes me even more annoyed.
"Wow!"
Murong Yin poured water onto her face in depression. The cool water immediately made her sober.
That’s it, just take it one step at a time.
Today, let’s make arrangements for cultivation at home.
After quickly washing up, Murong Yin went out feeling refreshed.
The breeze comes slowly.
On the martial arts training ground.
A hundred disciples of the Murong family and a hundred guards stood neatly on the martial arts training ground, looking in front of them with burning eyes and admiration.
A woman in a snow-green gauze skirt.
A pair of eyes like cold stars swept over the two hundred disciples in front of them one by one, and finally fixed their gaze on Murong Fu and Murong Li.
The two of them received Murong Yin's eyes and turned to leave. After a while, one person brought over a box.
After doing this, the two returned to stand behind the first elder and the second elder.
Murong Qingcang and others sat high up, looking at the disciples below with majestic expressions.
"Everyone must be aware of what I did on the martial arts competition stage yesterday. In the future, our Murong family will no longer be the largest family in Nanyou Kingdom, and will never regain its former glory. From now on, we will be the same as the Zhu family.
, the royal family, and many, many aristocratic families are on the opposite side.”
As soon as they came up, Murong Yin explained the situation that the Murong family might face in the future.
Below, many people showed difficulty and hesitation.
Murong Yin didn't care and continued to speak calmly: "From now on, the Murong family will be an ordinary family. Everyone will focus on cultivation, and the Murong family will be completely hidden."
"Also, training will be very hard in the future."
At this time, many people's faces gradually wrinkled.
"So, those who want to have a bright career in the future, want to live a life with unlimited glory, be sought after by everyone, and cannot bear the hardships, you can leave the queue now. I will compensate you with some gold coins, and then please leave the Murong family.
Find someone else to come out with." Murong Yin slowly threw another bomb.
"It's a matter of choosing the time to burn the incense. After burning the incense, no one will leave. Unless they die, no one will leave!"
Murong Yin's face suddenly darkened. After saying this, Shi Shiran turned around, walked to the chair that Qing He had prepared, sat down, and drank tea leisurely.
He didn't even look at these disciples.
The disciples and guards looked at each other, and some disciples looked up for help. As a result, the family heads and elders chatted and drank tea in a lively manner.
The disciples were depressed, and as time passed, the fragrance burned a little bit more.
After a period of rustling movement, the martial arts training ground became quiet.
Murong Qingcang and the others who were pretending to talk above couldn't stop laughing.
Murong Yin still traced the pattern of the teacup with her hands slowly, closing her eyes and concentrating.
"Miss, the time has come." Qinghe's gentle voice sounded.
Murong Yin opened her transparent eyes, looked at the stage of the martial arts training ground, and smiled.
Tsk, I really guessed right.
Grandpa also told her that it was impossible.
Glancing upwards, receiving the old man's resentful look, Murong Yin stood up, put her hands behind her back, and walked forward unsteadily.
He looked at those who stayed on the stage and then looked at those who came off the stage. There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes were not warm at all: "It's not bad. It's not much different from what I guessed."
"Qinghe, white bamboo, moon heart! Gold coins!"
Suddenly, Murong Yin shouted, making the disciple guards who walked off the stage even more uncomfortable.
Some even wanted to walk back to the stage, but were frightened back by Murong Yin's look.
It’s a joke, you must not accept it if your mind is so unstable!
Not long after, Qing He, Baizhu, and Yue Xin each carried a box. From a visual inspection, each one was half as big as the previous box.
"Open!"
The three boxes were opened together, and the golden light blinded the eyes of everyone present.
Damn it! There are so many gold coins!
Both Murong Qingcang and the others, as well as the disciples and guards, were all shocked by the three boxes full of gold coins.
Murong Yin was very satisfied with the effect, and her cold voice slightly increased: "Every disciple who is ready to leave can receive 100 gold coins to leave!"
"But, I have a request!"
"That means you swear not to tell anything about Murong Mansion, otherwise you will die without a burial place!"
His dark eyes turned cold, and his voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "You can also choose not to swear, and I can personally erase your memories! If you want to try, you can come forward!"