Murong Yin stood up, found some powder to stop bleeding and sprinkled it on the wound. While bandaging it, she browsed through the few memories of the original owner.
In her memory, the original owner was not born stupid, he only started it when he was about eight years old. But the Dantian was indeed broken since birth.
There are four major families in Nanyou Kingdom, the Zhu family, the Li family, the Lin family, and the Murong family where she belongs.
Among them, the Lin family is a royal family, the head of the Li family is the general of Nanyou Kingdom, and the Zhu family is an imperial merchant. Only the Murong family does not have any position in Nanyou Kingdom, but they are among the four major families because they have a hometown with the pinnacle of Jindan.
Master Murong Qingcang’s existence and profound background.
However, in recent years, Murong Qingcang has been in seclusion or going out from time to time. Murong's family, especially Murong Yin's second uncle, Murong Yuntian, has taken charge on his behalf.
The descendants of the Murong family fell into decline and gradually declined. If the Murong family was the head of the four major families in the past, now, the Murong family is not far behind, if not the last.
Since Murong Yin's second uncle came to power, her life can be described as dire and miserable. When the old man is here, her living standard maintains the superficial dignity, but when he is not there, it is worse than a pig or a dog.
Thinking of this, Murong Yin sneered silently.
The sneaky maid, the gratuitous idiot, and those sanctimonious old guys. And the man who killed the original owner.
She will solve it bit by bit.
Today's Murong Fei is the bait she put out. I believe someone will come to her door soon.
His eyes turned dark, and after a moment, he stood up and left the house.
Murong Yin stopped and walked around, admiring the scenery inside the mansion, and wondering why there was no one in charge.
Just as she was thinking about whether the old man was looking for her, a soft and surprised voice attracted her attention.
"Miss! You are back!"
Murong Yin looked for his voice, but before he could see who it was, a thin, goose-yellow figure came over like a small cannonball and smashed into Murong Yin's arms.
She staggered after being hit, took two steps back, and hugged someone who was a head shorter than her. She was about to push him away to see who it was, but who knew that the person in her arms started to cry.
"Ooooooo, miss, where have you been? Baizhu is worried to death!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The little girl cried louder and louder, and she hugged her tighter and tighter.
Murong Yin was a little unable to resist. She looked at Qing He who had walked to her side with red eyes, smiled, and then dug out the little girl from her arms.
Her big eyes were filled with tears, and her round little face was wrinkled into a small bun. Murong Yin's eyes lit up, he stretched out his fingers and touched her nose, and then pretended to be disgusted: "Hey, the little snot bubbles are coming out."
Bai Zhu panicked and subconsciously touched the bottom of his nose. He found that it was dry but there was no snot. Knowing that the lady had tricked him, he blushed with embarrassment.
However, the next second, Bai Zhu seemed to have discovered something. His eyes widened and he exclaimed: "Miss, you, you, you."
"Me, me, me, what? The little girl doesn't recognize your lady anymore?" Murong Yin continued to tease the little girl.
"No, it's not." Bai Zhu was so anxious that he couldn't say anything, and his face turned red.
Qing He, who was standing aside, spoke warmly. After listening carefully, his voice trembled a little: "Is Miss okay?"
"Ah, yes, miss, are you okay? Woohoo" Bai Zhu continued, unable to hold back his tears without saying a few words.
Cried with joy.
Murong Yin looked at the appearance of the two of them and was moved in her heart. She touched the little face in her arms, glanced at the two of them, and comforted them with a smile on her face: "Okay, your lady is not stupid anymore. Don't cry. Be good."
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"You are not stupid, Miss, please don't talk about yourself like that!" Bai Zhu corrected with his face raised and disapproval on his face.
What is stupid or not? How unpleasant it sounds!
Murong Yin surrendered helplessly: "Okay, okay, listen to our Baizhu, don't be stupid, don't be stupid."
Bai Zhu burst into tears and smiled: "That's pretty much it."
After relaxing, Bai Zhu realized that she was still hugging the young lady, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she reluctantly let go.
By the way, the lady’s arms are so comfortable.
Murong Yin smiled and touched Baizhu's face again, sighing in her heart: This feels so good!
Qinghe sighed at the side: "My old master must be the happiest when he knows this!"
Murong Yin smiled but said nothing.
"Where has the lady been these past few days? The old family master found out that the lady was missing, so he sent many people out to look for her. Now many people have come back one after another." Bai Zhu asked with concern.
"I've been here for the past few days."
"Murong Yin! Where have you been fooling around these past few days? Since you are stupid, you just stay in the house. Why are you running out when you have nothing to do?!"
Murong Yin was just about to say what she had done in the past few days when she roared, successfully breaking the warm atmosphere between the three masters and servants.
Murong Yin looked intently, and saw an old man in a gray Taoist robe embroidered with dark patterns walking towards this side with an angry face, followed by several people.
His dark eyes calmly swept over the person, suppressing the angry murderous intention in his heart, and whispered to his two maids: "Baizhu, Qinghe, you go back to Haitang Courtyard to guard them first."
Bai Zhu and Qinghe were a little scared when they saw the incoming person, but they still stood in front of their young lady. How could they leave their young lady and hide themselves at such a time.
Their cultivation level is not high, but if anyone dares to bully the young lady, they are not vegetarians either!
Murong Yin felt warm in her heart when she saw the two people protecting their masters. She ordered in a warm voice: "Obey, Qinghe, you take Baizhu back to Haitang Courtyard. Give the lady lunch and I will cook more delicious food. Guard Haitang Courtyard. If
Aster is back, don't let her enter the yard."
Qinghe Baizhu didn't know why, and looked at the young lady with a puzzled face. After catching Murong Yin's gaze, he bit his lip and replied: "Yes, young lady."
Then the two left.
Murong Yin refocused her eyes on the people standing opposite, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up in amusement.
The third elder, Zhu, Murong Xue
interesting!
"Third Elder, it sounds like you are very dissatisfied with Grandpa's arrangements!" Murong Yin said with a meaningful smile.
"Murong Yin! Stop making trouble here!"
The third elder gave a cold shout and looked blank. He realized that Murong Yin was a little different today and his eyes darkened: "Aren't you stupid?"
After asking this question, several people's expressions changed. However, Murong Yin did not feel the spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and their expressions quickly returned to normal, and the disdain in their eyes was about to overflow.
Waste is waste, so what if you are not stupid?
"Congratulations to my sister for no longer being stupid. As a sister, Xueer is really happy!"
A soft female voice came out. Murong Xue, who was wearing a white dress, walked quickly to Murong Yin's side. With a smile on her face, she reached out to hold Murong Yin's arm hanging by the side, with a flash of jealousy in her eyes.
And passed.
Murong Yin turned sideways, avoiding the hand, and looked at someone's face with a half-smile.
"I don't like strangers touching me. It's better not to touch me randomly. Otherwise, if something goes wrong and I get beaten to death by mistake, it will be bad."
Murong Xue's eyes were dark. A good-for-nothing wants to beat someone to death? You are just dreaming!
Soon a timid look appeared on her face: "Sister, you are really good at joking. Xue'er has been close to your sister since childhood, how can she be a stranger?"
"Eldest sister may have just recovered and hasn't remembered it yet, but it doesn't matter. Xueer won't blame her."
As he spoke, he deliberately wiped his eyes, as if his sincerity had been betrayed and he was holding back his grievances.
Looking at this aggrieved look, Murong Yin almost thought that she had become a heartless man and abandoned his wife who was a loser.
"Murong Yin! Xue'er treats you so sincerely, and you let down her good intentions like this!" The third elder scolded her coldly.
"Third Elder, stop talking. It's all Xue'er's fault. It must be something Xue'er didn't do well that made her angry. Wuwu" Murong Xue sobbed, her head lowered and she looked extremely aggrieved.
Murong Yin secretly rolled her eyes, glanced at the people coming in from behind, secretly pinched her thigh, and secretly took a breath of air.
He raised his head, his dark eyes were misty, and big tears fell down: "What did my sister say? I just woke up today, and what did you do when I saw my sister?"
"I finally escaped from that place in the past few days, and I don't like people touching me for a while. What, is my sister blaming my sister?"
"You" Murong Xue was dumbfounded. Looking at the suddenly weak person, she couldn't cry for a while.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu., Poor me, who has no father or mother. I have finally crawled back from the edge of death, and I still have to be looked down upon and framed by others. Grandpa Wuwu, Yin'er doesn't want to live anymore!"
Murong Yin glanced sideways at Murong Xue's expression as if she was eating shit, and snickered in her heart, and pinched her thigh harder.
Madhu, you can’t cry without squeezing me.
When Murong Xue heard a certain word in the words, she looked towards the door and saw Murong Qingcang and the First Elder standing at the door with angry faces.
Her pretty face is a little pale.
Although Zhu and the third elder were angry at what Murong Yin had just said, they still straightened their expressions and bent down to hold their luggage.
Third Elder: "Old Patriarch, Great Elder."
Zhu: "Father, great elder."
Murong Xue also greeted weakly: "Grandpa, Great Elder."
The First Elder wore a stern face and said an indifferent "Yeah" as a response. With a pair of shrewd eyes, he calmly looked at Murong Yin who was standing there still crying and wiping away her tears.
Murong Qingcang was simpler. He said nothing, glared with a pair of tiger eyes, walked majestically through several people, came to Murong Yin, and glared at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue's heart suddenly suddenly turned pale, and she reluctantly walked back to stand beside Zhu, her fingers in her sleeves moving.
Murong Qingcang glanced at those people. They couldn't stand the gaze and retreated silently.
Only the great elder remained where he was.
Murong Qingcang drove away the unsightly person and stared at his little granddaughter for a long time. His little granddaughter was motionless and was still there making noises.
With a twitch in the corner of his mouth, Murong Qingcang raised his palm and dragged the person back to Canglan Courtyard.
Murong Yin was still crying, but she walked along.
Uh, she had no tears anymore and was howling.
As soon as they entered Canglan Courtyard, the old man's iron palm fell on the little granddaughter's head with a "snap".
He snorted coldly: "Huh, that's enough. If you don't have tears, stop howling. Everyone is gone!"