Mrs. Murong’s residence.

The pale-faced Mrs. Murong was lying on the bed, and the most capable confidant nanny and confidant maid were accompanying her in the room.

The nanny and Mrs. Murong were about the same age as each other and had served this master since childhood.

Although the eldest maid is younger, she followed Mrs. Murong, who is the first leader, when she was still a little girl.

These people don’t know anything and can’t say anything.

"Madam, Ling Jing cannot be kept. I have found out that the two servants who had arranged for the Holy Sect to be killed by her before. This is not counting. She dared to hurt you so seriously this time, and it is not an exaggeration to tear her out of pieces!"

The confidant nanny had an unconcealed murderous intent in her eyes.

The confidant nanny knew her master, and Mrs. Murong could not tolerate such a person who hurt her.

"She is nothing, she is just not able to move rashly for the time being, so as not to affect her husband's major events."

But being unable to move for the time being does not mean that she will always allow this hidden danger to exist in the future. Even if this hidden danger is still unavailable in her eyes.

Just now, when Emperor Xiyue was mentioned, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside, "Yuehua understands me."

All three people in the house were shocked.

What is Mrs. Murong’s identity? How many Mu family members have been guarded by outside? Even if Emperor Xiyue comes, he will not have any voices at all, so he will go straight in!

But the surprise reaction was only a moment, and they all came back to their senses in an instant.

The confidant nanny immediately helped Mrs. Murong to tidy up her appearance even if she was seriously injured, while the maid went to open the door to greet her.

The maid opened the door and saw Emperor Xiyue at first sight, and then a little girl wearing a veil led by Emperor Xiyue.

The eldest maid was shocked again. Could it be that the king had blood in this holy city?

But he saluted respectfully without moving his face and welcomed Emperor Xiyue into the house.

Although Mrs. Murong on the bed was surprised by how Emperor Xiyue appeared, she was very happy.

My face, which was so happy that I was pale because of the serious injury, suddenly had a rare faint blood color on my face.

However, when she gently and dignifiedly met Emperor Xiyue's gaze, the tenderness and joy in her eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only the overwhelming cold murderous intent and anger.

She is not angry easily, but it is related to Emperor Xiyue...

"Come on, take them down for me!"

"Emperor Xiyue" looked down at the little girl holding beside him. The little girl smiled and pulled down the veil on her face, "Mrs. Murong, if I were you, I wouldn't do such stupid things. It alarmed the husband you care about, and made your husband think that the people in your Murong family are just like this. Others can move in front of you, the mistress of the house, and tsk..."

She was extremely innocent, "Are you guessing that the Lord Xiyue blamed these people for being useless, or do you doubt that Mrs. Murong, your ability to use people?"

Looking at this little girl with a beautiful and delicate face that looks like a fairy child in the painting, and her face is full of innocent words, Mrs. Murong's eyes are filled with a bit cold light.

Even though she only knew that there was such a person, and had never cared about it, if she could not guess who this girl was at this moment, it would be useless to plan and take charge of the Murong family for so many years.

"Murong Jiu." Her three cold words, especially when she pronounced the surname of this name, were even more cold.

The little girl smiled and her eyes were curved, "It's me."
Chapter completed!