"Master is right. His Royal Highness Prince Gong may not know that there is a time bomb buried beside him! You know, Princess Gong belongs to the former prince!" Lan Yue took Murong Ao's words.
Murong Ao endured the severe pain in his arm, and a sneer sneered from the corner of his mouth, "You are right! When Zongzheng Fusu should thank the old man, he will remove a huge hidden danger for him!"
"This subordinate will go to Prince Gong's mansion to invite His Royal Highness." Lan Yue nodded repeatedly.
"No need."
A line of clear and clear voices came from above their heads, with a "bang", the skylight shattered, and the glass spilled all over the floor. Zongzheng Fusu's toes tapped lightly on the crossbeam, completing a perfect maneuver in the air, Then quietly stepped on the table in the middle of the room.
He stood with his hands behind his back, condescendingly looking down at the two people at the table. His sleeves were fluttering, and he looked like a breeze.
When Murong Ao and Lanyue widened their eyes and saw the person coming, they exclaimed, "You...you are Zongzheng Fusu!"
Only then did Zongzheng Fusu casually open his thin lips, cherishing the words like gold, and uttered two words, "Exactly."
It's true that Cao Cao has arrived, but the way Cao Cao showed up...isn't it a bit too abrupt? !
Murong Ao was stunned for a while, then immediately tugged on Lanyue's sleeve, took a step back with him, knelt down to the tall man on the table, and said in a deep voice, "I have seen His Royal Highness Prince Gong! I originally planned to come to visit, but I didn't want to meet His Highness here, it's really a bit surprising."
"No surprise, no surprise..." Zongzheng Fusu waved his hand lazily, pulled the corners of his lips, and said in a cold tone, "I heard that the old Patriarch Murong injured his arm, so I came here specially to find the old Patriarch Murong!"
When Murong Ao heard this, he was overjoyed, thinking that Zongzheng Fusu also had the intention to win over the influence of the seven major clans in Lingxi, he hurriedly said, "Old man, He De, He Neng, Your Highness, Your Highness. If there is any trouble for His Highness, just don't worry about it." Let me know, this old man and the entire Murong family are willing to do their best."
"Good! Very good!" Zongzheng Fusu nodded thoughtfully, "It just so happens that there is a small matter right now."
Murong Ao obviously didn't expect that he would be able to get close to this generation of God of War in Beijing so soon, he couldn't help secretly delighting in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness Prince Gong will give you orders, as long as the old man is within his power, he will go through fire and water and do whatever he wants!"
"En." Zongzheng Fusu snorted softly, then glanced at Lanyue beside him.
Murong Ao immediately understood, gave Lanyue a look, and said, "Go downstairs and watch, don't let outsiders go upstairs, and disturb the old man's heart-to-heart conversation with His Highness Prince Gong."
"Yes." Lanyue agreed, and hurried out of the room.
Murong Ao carefully locked the door, then looked back at Zongzheng Fusu, and said, "His Royal Highness, there are only two of us at the moment, if you have any orders, just speak directly."
Zongzheng Fusu still didn't speak, but waved at him like calling a puppy.
Murong Ao frowned, and then approached the table.
Then Zongzheng Fusu squatted down, bent over, lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear, "My lord... want... to pull out... your hair!"
"What... what?" Murong Ao suspected that he had an auditory hallucination, and asked almost subconsciously.
"I said." Zongzheng Fusu paused and repeated, "I will pluck out your hair!"