91: C91 I Can't Watch This Any Longer

C91 I Can't Watch This Any Longer

2Murong Yun left.

He sat on the swing in the courtyard, blowing on the cool breeze until midnight.

This was the first time she separated from Murong Yun.

What happened to the Gu family?

For some reason, when she was sleeping, Murong Yun's figure would appear in Luo Jianjian's mind from time to time.

This feeling was extremely terrible. Luo Jianjian had to take some tranquilizer to barely be able to sleep.

If Murong Yun acted like this right after she left, what would happen in the future?

Luo Jianjian, you better not fall!

From Feng Qing's words, he had already found three types of medicinal herbs. Since they were too hard to find, he could only try his luck.

It was extremely difficult to find three.

When she's more or less done, why don't she take a leave from her master and find some medicinal ingredients for Murong Yun?

If not, she would not be able to bear watching such a situation every month.

Furthermore, Murong Yun's situation wasn't optimistic. She was aware of the undercurrents that had recently occurred.

The next day.

Today, Master Ling Tian was personally instructing them on how to learn new moves.

It was just that today, she seemed to be very absent-minded.

After the day had passed, Luo Jianjian was ready to go to the market to buy some food and play. At the same time, she was also able to divert her attention, so that her mind wouldn't be full of Murong Yun.

Murong Yun's figure, his smile, his gentleness, his every move and gesture were all etched in his mind …

She was too useless!

Without a carriage, Feng Qing followed behind while Luo Jianjian walked in front.

She dressed up as a man. Firstly, it was convenient for her to study, and secondly, it could help her avoid unnecessary trouble.

It was just like how, while walking on the road, no one would be able to recognize that she was the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fourth Miss.

Furthermore, it was always better for men to walk the streets and alleys than for women.

Unfortunately, Murong Xue was under strict control and had to return to the palace as soon as the lessons ended. Otherwise, the Emperor would have sent someone to 'pick' her up.

"How pitiful, an old man was beaten to such a state."

"Who says it isn't? Just look at this group of people, they are definitely not ordinary people. If they were to bring about their own death, then that would be bad. "

"Why did you have to be so ruthless?"

"It seems that because the old man bumped into this esteemed person's carriage, he was beaten up …"

"Who is this person?"

As Luo Jianjian walked over, she suddenly saw a crowd gathered in front of her. There were even sounds of people scolding and beating from the crowd.

Listening to the discussions around her, she frowned, "Let's go take a look."

Feng Qing followed without saying a word.

Recently, due to the long journey, Feng Qing's skin color had turned one or two degrees darker than before, which showed his manliness.

In contrast, Luo Jianjian was a "pretty boy", the kind who ate both men and women.

It was not easy to squeeze inside.

In the middle of the crowd was an exquisite carriage, made from sandalwood, which most people definitely did not have.

In front of the carriage, there were two men that looked like servants. They were beating and kicking an old man on the ground with their fists and kicks. With such strength, the old man did not say a single word.

"Eyeless thing!" Do you dare disturb our master's carriage? If we don't teach you a lesson, everyone would want to ride on our master's back! " One of the waiters was a shifty-eyed man who seemed to have lost his appetite.

"Sure, you can still endure it?" Speak! Who sent you, smelly old man? What do you want to do with our master? Speak! "If you don't say it now, I guarantee you won't see tomorrow's sun!"

He could only look on helplessly as the old man was beaten up. There were so many people watching, but no one was willing to help. Was this human nature?

No matter how fierce the beating was, the old man could only groan. Even though his clothes were tattered and his body was covered in wounds, he clenched his teeth and did not say a single word.

This person's willpower was beyond ordinary!

"Don't say it?" The servant became even more arrogant. He raised his leg and prepared to kick the old man's head!

With this kick, even if the old man didn't die, he would still be crippled!

"Then don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Stop."

Just as the foot was about to kick him, a ghost-like figure gently slapped the attendant, sending him flying.

The servant's body slammed into the carriage and fell to the ground, wincing in pain.

"Who is it?" Another servant helped him to his feet, a sense of vigilance rising within him.

Such speed! They didn't even see how he had done it.

Focusing their gazes, everyone saw a tall figure appear in front of them.

No one had realized how he had appeared. He was so beautiful and delicate that he didn't seem as crude as the other men.

His appearance caused quite a sensation.

His voice was somewhat low, yet it also carried a trace of a woman's softness. "You guys are bullying an old man. Is your conscience really not painful?"

Everyone shook their heads. No, they must have heard wrongly. The person in front of them was clearly a young master, so how could he possibly be a woman?

It was just that the various characteristics of his body resembled that of a woman; yet between his brows, he possessed the heroic air of a man?

It was all thanks to Luo Jianjian's superb makeup skills. Well, it couldn't be considered superb. She could draw an eyebrow, but a man would understand, right? The kind that gives the handsome little brother minutes.

Back to the main topic.

The two attendants rolled up their sleeves and drew their swords from their waists, "Mind your own business, do you want to die?"

These words … It sounded familiar.

"Do you know who our master is?" They spoke with pride.1

Luo Jianjian looked carefully at their faces. They looked very ordinary, not even a little bit handsome. However …

Was it really that familiar?

She helped the old man up, not bothering with him at all. "Are you okay?"

The old man carried his back and shook his head, still unwilling to speak.

Luo Jianjian couldn't help but think, was he a mute?

The elder didn't have any intention to mock him, but since the elder didn't say anything, it was inevitable that he wouldn't be misunderstood.

She pulled the old man behind her. "I don't care whose dog slaves you are, hurry up and get lost!"

She looked at the attendant. It was indeed familiar.

Where did you see it?

Oh, she remembered! Isn't this Crown Prince Mu Zhaoyang's lackey?

She didn't have a good impression of Mu Zhaoyang, at least she could be counted as Mu Zhaoyang's future sister-in-law, right? In the end, Mu Zhaoyang actually 'harassed' her, and wanted her to be his secondary wife?

Pui! How shameless! His face was even thicker than the Great Wall!

"Who do I think it is?" Luo Jianjian wasn't afraid at all, but when she thought of Murong Yun's words, she decided to stay as far away from Mu Zhaoyang as possible.

Mu Zhaoyang was not bad looking, but he always had a gloomy aura on him that made people feel uncomfortable staying with him. At least, she was like that.

Mu Zhaoyang's gaze towards her was too purposeful, so she didn't like it.

Perhaps the people in the carriage were attracted by the noise outside, but he opened the curtain of the carriage and stared coldly at Luo Jianjian with his almond-shaped eyes half-closed.

The youth before him was around 15 or 16 years old. He was handsome and alluring, and such a youth caused even men to be unable to refrain from being moved.

Looking into the youth's eyes, she felt like she had seen it somewhere before.

It was a pair of watery eyes. It was extraordinarily beautiful, as if it was born to be a talker.

Where have I seen it? Mu Zhaoyang jumped down from the carriage, his hand on the curtain.

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