Chapter 429

"You two have feelings for each other." Murong Jian's voice was filled with endless ridicule and ridicule: the wife of a fourth grade official exchanged feelings with a eunuch in charge, which was really a joke

Zhou Ying's eyes were red, and big tears came out of her eyes and ran down her cheek: "master, we are not really what you think..."

"That's because he has no seed. You can't do that if you want to." Murong Jian said maliciously, his eyes and eyebrows were full of ridicule.

Zhou Ying's small face turned pale and bloodless, and a deep grievance floated in her heart: after returning to Beijing, she and Jinxian only met a few times, and said a few simple words. This time, he saw that she was hurt too much, so he came here to comfort her. Why didn't the master believe her

"Zhou Ying, Ji'er, but my own son?" Murong Jian's deep inquiry went into his ears and hit his heart. Zhou Ying's body trembled and he said, "when Of course Ji'er, of course, is the father's own son... "

"You didn't lie to me?" Murong Jian looks at Zhou Ying for a moment, and does not let go of any expression on her face.

Zhou Ying's unnatural smile: "this kind of big event, what do I cheat the master to do..."

"The more important it is, the more deceiving it will be. Otherwise, how can you muddle through?" When the cold girl's voice rings, Murong Xue walks into the room and looks at Zhou Ying with a smile.

Zhou Ying's eyelids jumped violently. He looked at Murong Xue coldly and said, "what do you mean? Suspected that I had an affair with Duke Wei

"Well." Murong Xue nodded honestly.

Zhou Ying was furious: "murongxue, don't bully people too much. When we were young, we Zhou's and Wei's were in the East and west of the city. We were separated from the whole capital city. We didn't even meet each other. Where's the love..."

"It's true that your two families are far away from each other, but the grandparents' homes of the second aunt and Wei dugong are both in Luoyang, and they are close neighbors to each other." Murong Xue said leisurely, holding a stack of paper, hard hit Zhou Ying, a piece of white paper like snowflakes, fluttering.

Murong Xue's cold voice sounded slowly in the snow: "when visiting relatives in a certain year, the second aunt met Wei dugong. The beautiful girl and the handsome young man fell in love at first sight. After years of getting along with each other, it was even sweeter. He secretly decided that he would ask his parents to propose marriage to his second aunt when he only waited for the second aunt and his hairpin."

"I don't want to. Just half a month ago, Wei dugong's father was greedy for ink, and was sentenced to be cut off. The female family members of the family were filled into the Jiaosi Fang, while the men were filled into the imperial palace. The second aunt was sad but could not help. Unfortunately, she found that she was pregnant. It happened that the second uncle was of marriageable age, and his stepgrandmother proposed to your family You will naturally marry the second uncle... "

Hu Ying's face was shaken by her eyes, and she said, "Hu's face is full of fear These are all made up by you, made up... "

Murong snow waved away the paper and disdained to hum: "second aunt, dare you say Murong Ji was not born seven months after you and your second uncle got married?"

"Ji'er is premature, premature..." Zhou Ying's eyes flashed unnaturally and argued in a hurry.

as like as two peas, the son of his aunt, who is prematurely born, has a nevus just like the governor of Wei. Murong Xue said with a smile, her eyes were cold as ice!

Wei Jinxian's sharp eyes narrowed fiercely: Murong Xue knew that he had moles on his chest. He knew that he was her assassin. He disguised so well that she could see through it. It's really not easy

Murong Jian looked at Murong snow one by one: "what you said is true?"

"If you take Murong Ji over and take a look at the front of him and Wei dugong, you will know." Murong Xue said softly, but Zhou Ying heard her body tremble and said in a hurry: "master, don't listen to her, she is stirring up dissension..."

"Come on, go to Jiyue courtyard and bring Ji'er here." Murong Jian snapped orders, his eyes cold as ice.

"Yes Someone was ordered out of the door.

Zhou Ying's small face was pale and bloodless. She looked at Murong Jian and said, "master, you don't believe me..."

"I just want to prove it. If Ji'er is really my own son and you don't do something sorry for me, why should you be afraid?" Murong Jian said faintly. He suddenly turned around. In the blink of an eye, he reached out to Wei Jinxian and stretched out his lapel. There was a dark mole on his white skin.

Wei Jinxian opened Murong Jian's eyes with a cold look, and his eyes were filled with anger. He was seriously injured and thought about the mole on his chest. He didn't pay attention to it for a moment. It was really hateful: "Murong Jian, pay attention to your own identity."

"Thank you for reminding me. I have always paid attention to it." Murong Jian said carelessly, frequently looking out of the room. When the guards gently lifted Murong Ji's figure in the sight, his eyes were awe inspiring and his toes were light. In an instant, he came to Murong Ji, stretched out his lapel, pulled up the white gauze wrapped around his body, and saw a black mole. No matter the location, the appearance, the size of the mole was the same as Wei Jinxian's chest It's as like as two peas."Ha ha!" Murong Jian smile, cold smile, in the smile bit by bit raised his head, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, cold shot at Zhou Ying, Wei Jinxian: "what else do you have to say?"

Deep voice with gnashing teeth in the taste, hear Murong Ji body a shudder, don't understand the way: "Dad, what's the matter?"

Murong Jian turned a deaf ear and glared at Zhou Ying and Wei Jinxian with hatred, and his eyes were cold

Zhou Ying's heart sank to the bottom of the valley and sat down on the bed with a pale face

Wei Jinxian disagreed: "it's just a mole. What can it say? There are thousands of people in this world. There are not tens of thousands of them with moles on their chest. Are they all natural father and son? "

Murong Jian's eyes sank and did not speak. His eyes flashed and hesitated

Murong Xue chuckled, but Wei Jinxian was smart enough to think of such an excuse. However, it was not so easy to muddle through: "let's have a blood drop. Are you a biological father and son? I'll see you soon."

Wei Jinxian looks at Murong Xue coldly.

Murong Xue, fearless, looked at the past with his eyes and said with a smile: "what? Does Wei Du Gong disagree? "

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