"This is my fourth brother's new house." Dongfang Jing corrected.
Murong Qianjue didn't refute, just fell asleep lazily.
"I don't agree!" Dongfang Jing's eyes turned red.
"The same face, is there really that much difference? Haven't you slept through it all?" Murong Qianjue continued to sneer.
Dongfang Jing got up and was about to go outside the house.
Murong Qianjue glanced sideways at her, and called her to stop, "Ah Jing, you are sleeping with me in a separate bed, are you trying to tell those messy people outside that you are at odds with me? I don't know about others. The new Princess of Wei, Gongsun Yun, will definitely enjoy it, after all, she stumbled at your hands last night."
Dongfang Jing frowned, and her pace slowed down.
Seeing this, Murong Qianjue smiled slightly, "Grandmother just left, Ah Jing, are you going to make those villains laugh?"
Murong Qianjue knew Dongfang Jing's temperament very well. For such a filial person like her, Dongfang Min's death hit her hard. She looked calm on the surface, but in her heart she probably cursed that girl Gongsun Yun to the 18th floor of hell.
Sure enough, Dongfang Jing retracted her legs, turned around, and then walked back.
Murong Qianjue sat up from the bed, stretched out his arms, and made a gesture to hug her, "A Jing, I know you have me in your heart. Come on, undress me, and serve me well."
Dongfang Jing gave him a cold look, as if she had never seen such a narcissistic man.
She bent down, then pulled out a quilt, threw it on the floor, pointed at the ground, turned her head and said to Murong Qianjue, "Okay! Please trouble the second master to rest on the floor! In this way, outsiders will I don't know that our husband and wife are at odds. The love scene that the prince wants can continue, otherwise... "
Dongfang Jing's voice paused, her eyes were full of coldness.
"Otherwise what?" Murong Qianjue raised an eyebrow at her.
Dongfang Jing snorted coldly, "Otherwise I don't know what I would do, Er Ye, do you want to try? Anyway, I could have killed Yuchi Wuyou with a heart-pounding string, and I could have developed another kind of poison. Send Second Master on his way!"
"No... no." Murong Qianjue waved his hands, turned over from the bed, obediently hugged the quilt on the floor, and rolled into a ball on the floor.
Dongfang Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went to bed by herself.
As long as Dongfang Jing closes her eyes, her mind will be filled with the scene of Dongfang Min before she died!
How much hatred does Gongsun Yun have for her, Dongfang Jing? Her heart is so ruthless!
Dongfang Jing is good at medicine, and she found abnormalities when she saw Dongfang Min for the last time. Dongfang Min was harmed by Aunt Yingluo to what she is now, but other than Aunt Yingluo, other people have poisoned her recently... It's just that the poison was used so cleverly that ordinary quack doctors couldn't detect it at all. Could it be that this Princess David, Gongsun Yun, was also born in the Tang Clan
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing's brows could not help but knit into a ball.
Better not!
How could a woman with such a cruel heart join the Tang Sect
Dongfang Jing shook her head restlessly, dizzy and speechless.
At this moment, a big palm had already circled her waist, followed her exquisite curves, and touched her neck all the way.
Dongfang Jing woke up suddenly, "Murong Qianjue! What are you doing?!"