Chapter 90 Hydrangea Recruitment

When Mr. Jun, who was over the age of Huajia, said a few words at the beginning, he only heard a burst of cheers. Murong Xun looked at the balcony on the second floor of the attic and saw Miss Jun, dressed in a light pink skirt, slowly came out with the help of two maids. Her face was covered with a thin layer of lotus-colored scarf, covering it. She is beautiful, but from the perspective of her beautiful eyes and calm and elegant posture, she is really a rare beauty.

A maid handed over the big red hydrangea. Miss Jun gently caught it and walked to the edge of the balcony. She held the hydrangea in her hand, and her eyes seemed to be searching in the crowd. She walked a few steps to the left and a few steps in the morning sun. It seemed that she didn't see the person she liked, and gently frowned like smoke. .

"Miss Jun, I'm here, throw it here!"

"To me, throw it here!"

"Miss Jun, are you still going to throw it away!"

The noise below is getting louder and louder.

At this time, Miss Jun's eyes lit up like water. The hydrangea in her hand was thrown out, and everyone's eyes also looked in the direction of the hydrangea.

The hydrangea steadily hit the arms of a prince riding a horse and thinking that he had inadvertently passed by here, and the prince's eyes were still a little surprised.

"Isn't that the eldest son?" Yan Yu said doubtfully.

This man in white is elegant and handsome. He is not Murong Yao and who is he!

Murong Xun looked at this time when the crowd had gathered around and congratulated Murong Yao. Murong Xun first had some doubts on his face, and then he reacted what had happened, and the two sword eyebrows frowned deeper. Several little maids in Jun's mansion opened the crowd away. Mr. Jun followed him closely and saw Murong Yao with a smile, "Son-in-law, let's talk about it!"

The corners of Murong Yao's mouth moved, but he still didn't say anything. He just walked around the crowd and walked into the room.

After watching the hustle and bustle, Yan Yu still couldn't hide his excitement. He took Ying Ge's hand and smiled and said, "Have you seen it just now? The eldest son's face is green. I have known the eldest son for so long, and it's the first time I've seen such an expression!" However, I just saw Miss Jun. Although she is older, she is quite suitable for the eldest son!"

Murong Xun secretly shook his head and smiled. He thought that this matter was enough for Murong Yao to have a headache. The Jun family is not a small family. If it is not handled well and offended the Jun family, it is really not good. However, after marrying Miss Jun, Murong Yao has had the financial support of the Jun family since then, which is also useful for his future career, only It's to see if Murong Hua is cruel to sacrifice himself and marry someone he doesn't know.

It's not early to look at the sky. Today, I also met my old friend and watched the excitement. This day is not a waste of time, but I just want to go back home.

At this time, I only heard Yan Yu shouting, "Wallet!", he immediately pointed to a seven- or eight-year-old child who had just passed her and shouted, "The thief, stop and give me back my wallet!" With that, he chased the child. The child didn't expect the woman to find out so soon. After a little stunned, he immediately ran forward.

"Look at you still running!" Yan Yuren has long legs and can do martial arts. In less than a few steps, he grabbed the child's back collar and smiled, "Look, you're still running there!"

"You let go of me, let me go!" The child waved his short hands and feet and struggled forward, but where can he break free from the palm of Yanyu?

"Give it back to you!" The child threw the wallet in his hand back. Yan Yu stretched out a hand to pick up the wallet, but did not let go of the hand pulling the child's back collar.

This is when the child moved a mark with his fingers and said a few words in his mouth, "Open!" The ground where Yan Yu held the child's collar was suddenly pulled away. She didn't expect such a change for a moment, so she stepped back a few steps slightly. The child got rid of Yan Yu's uniform and ran forward. After a few steps, he did not forget to turn around and make a grimace to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu's heart was full of anger, "Borrowed child!" She thought that the material was not strong, but she didn't care. She threw the half gray dirty material on her hand to the ground, but Murong Xun's heart was shocked. Just now, the child used spiritual art, which was the same as the Nan family. People don't know, and the Nan family was also exterminated eight years ago. Is that child the bone and blood of the Nan family left behind?

It's just that the child is quite young, but he can use spiritual arts, which shows that the child's talent should be good. Is it that the people of the Nan family survive and secretly teach the child spiritual arts?

Murong Xun was sad and happy, and there were countless doubts, but the child could no longer be found in the crowd. She was panicked and didn't dare to let Yan Yu trace it. If it was Fang's own illusion, how disappointed she was. Don't keep it in her heart!

Today's impact on Murong Xun is really not small. When she returned to the Qin Palace, she still couldn't come to her senses. In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the Zhuyan Palace in her previous life. On the snowy day when Li Ruhai was holding her father's head, the feeling of blood solidified was so clear in her memory.

Three days later, the news from Murong's mansion was that Murong Yao had promised the marriage. As for whether he fell in love with Miss Jun or the power of the Jun family, it was unknown. However, Murong Xun hoped that Murong Yao could fall in love with Miss Jun for a long time, which was also a good thing.

On this day, the weather was a little gloomy. The sun was hiding behind layers of clouds, and the earth showed a trace of gray. Although Murong Xun had no internal strength, he still practiced his moves according to the secrets. Wu Shuangshuang's martial arts moves are beautiful. If he loses his internal strength, it will be as soft as a woman's dance. Murong Xun was wearing a light cyan dress today, and his clothes fluttered like a fairy in the forest. He was even stunned by the Yan Yu and Ying Ge.

After practicing for two hours in a row, Murong Xun finally felt tired. Fortunately, there was no sunshine today, and the weather was cool, so there was only a thin layer of sweat on his body. Just as he wanted Yan Yu to hand over the towel, he smelled a burst of applause.

Murong Xun was shocked and looked back. Zhao Ling was half leaning against the door, with a shallow smile on his mouth and looking at her gently.

How long has he been here?

After Murong Xun took the towel handed over by Yan Yu and wiped the thin sweat on his face, he took a faint look at Zhao Ling. Today, he was wearing a white robe, tall, trimming his eyebrows and swords, and graceful, but if you look at it carefully, you will find that his face is a little pale, as if he had been injured.

Murong Xun thought for a moment. Since he talked to him about Zhao Huier that day, he hasn't seen him. Today, there are still several days left, but he doesn't know what's going on these days. Murong Xun shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind and met Zhao Ling's eyes. His eyes were focused and gentle, with a faint trace of sadness, like a deep spring, which couldn't help attracting people and making people addicted.

"Miss!" Yingge walked to Murong Xun's side and gently cried in her ear. Murong Xun came to his senses and smiled faintly at Zhao Ling, "Since the prince came, why don't you come in? Is it true to stay outside the door?"

Zhao Ling smiled at himself. He looked up at a willow tree in the yard and said, "I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter your yard in a few days!"

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "Is the prince joking? The whole palace is the prince, and the prince can go wherever he wants!"

Zhao Ling's eyes lit up and showed a little smile. He stepped on Murong Xun's side in a few steps and whispered in her ear, "So can the princess's bed book king go up casually?"

Murong Xun's smile stiffened and stared at Zhao Ling angrily. Zhao Ling smiled without hesitation and said, "We have been married for several months, but it seems that we haven't had a bridal chamber yet!" In the past, the princess always asked me that my health was not good, but now the prince's body is very good. What other reason does the princess have?

Murong Xun said lightly, "Did the prince forget? We have already had a round of sex!" She gave Zhao Ling a blank look, and just then she actually saw that he was a little sad. She was really blind!

After what she said, Zhao Ling thought of what Murong Xun said about the night he had sex for the two of them. Murong Xun's indifferent and ruthless expression came to Zhao Ling's mind, and his face turned white again.

Murong Xun didn't notice Zhao Ling's strangeness and asked faintly, "I don't know what's wrong with the prince's coming this time?"

Zhao Ling hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at Murong Xun deeply. His eyes were as gentle as if he could drip water. "I miss you, I just want to see you!" I tried not to miss you, but I couldn't do it! I was going to leave at a glance, but I was attracted by your dancing!"

Zhao Ling's eyes made Murong Xun feel a little flustered. She bit her lip and said, "It's nothing to do!"

Zhao Ling did not say much, but took the lead in entering the house. Murong Xun felt that Zhao Ling had something to say to himself, and he also entered with him.

Yan Yu served tea, and Zhao Ling just drank tea and didn't say anything. Half an hour passed, Murong Xun was not as patient as Zhao Ling, so he asked, "The prince is not here for tea, is he?"

Zhao Ling smiled and looked a little mysterious. "You'll know when you wait!"

Murong Xun patiently waited with Zhao Ling for a while. Soon after, Shangguan Zixuan came. Today, he is still wearing a beige robe, and his face looks very bad.

When Shangguan Zixuan stepped into the room, Murong Xun found that there was worry and fatigue on his face. He must have been worried about Xiaosang, so he asked, "Is Xiaosang better?"

Shangguan Zixuan paused for a moment, and the two sword eyebrows frowned more and more, but there was a helpless smile on his face. "It's not like that. The injury on the body is easy to recover, but the injury in the heart is not so easy to come out!"

After a pause, Shangguan Zi obviously did not want to entangle this topic again, so he turned his eyes to Zhao Ling and asked, "What's the matter with the king of Qin asking the subordinate to come?"