I want a massage
When Xiahou Yi arrived, Murong Qing was lounging with his feet up on a chair under the grape arbor in the courtyard, listening to Hong Ye tell ghost stories.
Today she wore a white silk blouse with a pipa collar, embroidered with a pattern of grapes and vines on a yellow-green background. A pair of pink embroidered shoes dragged along the ground, tapping against her feet as they moved, making a crisp sound.
The green heart beside her, who was peeling grapes for her, occasionally trembled with his shoulders and looked at Murong Qing's eyes, which became more and more strange.
The girl's hobby is getting weirder and weirder, listening to ghost stories, what's so good about that kind of story.
Murong Qing, however, was enjoying this and would occasionally urge Hong Ye to hurry up.
Hong Ye's face was also full of worry, her small eyebrows furrowed from time to time, and she couldn't help but smile wryly as she looked at Lu Xin. Good heavens, how would she know what kind of ghost story to tell? The one she told today was still something she had hastily asked someone about just now.
"The atmosphere is rendered, rendered." Murong Qing picked up his eyes and glanced at the red leaves.
Hong Ye's face fell, and she thought to herself, "Miss, you can say it out loud, can't you just stop being so picky?"
"I'll give you a rendering, how's that?" Suddenly, a cold and stern voice came from above her head, scaring Murong Qing to drop the peeled grapes in his hand, jump off the chair, and glare at the back.
"Your Highness, this is my courtyard. You seem to have entered without permission, which doesn't seem quite right." Murong Qing's small eyebrows furrowed in distaste. This was her territory, and this man would occasionally barge in uninvited - it seemed he didn't take the General's Manor seriously at all.
Alright, others indeed have good reason not to take the General's residence seriously.
The man standing behind the recliner had already turned black, and with a swift motion, he grabbed the intact grape that was hanging from his left cheek, its skin peeled off, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
This stinky girl is getting bolder and bolder, if she's not properly disciplined later on, won't she be able to turn the sky upside down?
He was right, and before long, a bold and daring woman did indeed do something that turned everything upside down.
Not far away, Zhu Ting and Ruan Ning were staring at Murong Qiang, their eyes almost popping out. Good heavens, had they gone crazy or was it real? Did that woman know who she was facing? How could she be so bold?
"I'll go in if I want to." Xiahou Yi sneered, his footsteps cold and menacing as he stepped closer.
Murong Qing's face was calm and relaxed, with a bright smile on his face, quietly gazing at him.
The man walked slowly, surrounded by an intense oppressive aura, and facing him, it was as if even breathing would come to a halt.
Hongye and Lü Qing stood in front of Murong Qī, blocking the sharp gaze that Xiahou Yi cast over.
"Fall back." Xiahou Yuan coldly shouted.
The red leaf and green heart stared at each other, then straightened their backs again, making it clear that they were unwilling to listen.
"Hmph!" Xiahou Yuan angrily snorted and swiftly waved his right hand.
Only two muffled hums were heard, and Hong Ye and Green Heart couldn't help but retreat backwards, as if blown open by a strong wind.
On the other side, Zhu Ting and Ruan Ning directly went forward, one person grasping the other's arm, dragging the two maidservants out. The two poor maidservants were thus sealed off, their mouths gagged, and their bodies powerless as they were dragged away. They couldn't even turn their heads to look back.
"Your Highness is indeed rude to my maid." Murong Qing pouted, "Isn't it boring for Your Highness, a big man, to always be at odds with me, a little woman?"
"Are you looking for a fight?" Xiahou Yi's lips twitched, this stinky brat, indeed the most skilled at turning things around. Who was it that was against whom, and who started the trouble?
Xiahou Yi walked up to Murong Qiang with a cold and stern gait, opened his large palm in an irresistible manner, directly grasping her neck, and pulled her close to his face. "Do you think I'm someone who can be easily fooled?"
"Your Highness is really good at joking, how can you be so easily fooled." Murong Qing blinked lightly and patted his horse's buttocks along the way.
"Really?"
"That's natural, Ninth Prince Tianren's demeanor is extraordinary, who dares to deceive you."
"I vented for you but didn't see any reward, isn't this just being fooled?"
Murong Qing seemed to understand the man's intentions, and his feelings were just for the sake of asking for compensation. But why, no one wanted him to take action, he didn't take action, and she could still pull the person out herself.
A certain woman is extremely unselfconscious, she herself has gained an advantage but instead blames others for being troublesome.
"Huh?" Xiahou Yuan snorted through his nose.
Murong Qing had several encounters with him, how could he not know that a certain man had already started to get angry. Immediately, she raised her smiling face, put on a pitiful expression, and began to smooth things over for someone, "Your Highness, you are mistaken about me. Such a big thing, how could I not know what's good or bad? I've long wanted to repay Your Highness, but just haven't had the opportunity. Look at me, I don't even leave my own doorstep, wanting to repay you is also impossible."
"Is that all?"
"Of course!" Murong Qing was still afraid that he wouldn't believe her, and she nodded vigorously to emphasize her point. "Your Highness, you must believe me. Those scoundrels have been on my mind for a long time, but as a mere woman, I didn't have the capability to bring them to justice. Who would have thought that you actually did it? Honestly speaking, you are my lifesaver!"
"Advantage." Xiahou Yi's words were concise and to the point.
Murong Qing was worried, how would she remember the matter of repayment. Moreover, it was Xiahou Yi who took the initiative, what did it have to do with her?
The man may come to the door tonight, with a fierce and sinister look, if he doesn't get what he wants, I'm afraid he won't leave tonight.
"What does Your Highness want?" Murong Qing's face fell, her treasures weren't many to begin with, did this man have to be so stingy.
"You think." Xiahou Yi's eyes sparkled with excitement, full of anticipation.
I have a fine piece of jade.
"Hmph!" Xiahou Yi let out a cold snort.
Murong Qing's eyebrows furrowed even more, "And a bright pearl from the East Sea."
Xia Houyi's lips twitched with anger, could it be that as the ninth imperial son, he still lacked these mundane objects?
Murong Qing didn't know what he wanted, but thought that since it was a repayment, he could only bring out the best of what he had.
Seeing him still unsatisfied, he began counting on his fingers again, "Top-grade rubies, high-quality golden blood swallows, porcelain from the Western Regions..."
After she had said all the treasures she owned, Xia Houyi's face was already black with anger, and he couldn't help but slap this stinky girl to death.
"Shut up!" Just as she was about to continue speaking, Xiahou Yi had no mood to listen and directly let out a loud roar to stop the words in her mouth.
Murong Qing's eyebrows were raised in a mixture of frustration and annoyance, his eyes seemed to hook onto his face as he swept a glance over him, "Who dares to guess the thoughts of Your Highness? Just now, I was thinking of letting you say what you want yourself, but you don't even want to."
Xiahou Yi was furious. This stinky girl had a big nerve, provoking him and then daring to turn the tables and say it was his fault.
Fine, isn't he supposed to choose? In that case, let him give her a choice then.
The man sat down in a chair and gently tapped his shoulders twice, "Massage."
Digression
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