After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to continue his life

Chapter 51 Kneeling to you? Dreaming!

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 51 Kneeling to you? Dreaming!

"Daddy!"

When Murong Zhuzhu heard Murong Zhiyuan's voice, she instantly changed her face and called out to the visitor with a delicate voice.

Yan Qi followed the sound, and what he saw was a man in his forties, with a shrewd and capable temperament.

"Zhuzhu, you just said you had something to report to dad. What did you mean?"

Murong Zhiyuan had long forgotten that it was Murong who asked him to come to the front hall.

Murong Zhuzhu held his arm and pointed at Jiang Qi coquettishly: "Dad, look, this man has such an amazing appearance. He is a perfect match for my daughter."

"My daughter likes him very much, how about keeping him in the house?"

Murong Zhuzhu was confident, and she knew her father would definitely agree.

In the past, Murong Zhiyuan never refused her request.

She also has a lot of faces in her backyard. The girls from the Murong family are the best among people, so they don't have to marry.

Although she is not a man, she can live as freely as a man!

"oh?"

Murong Zhiyuan looked at Jiang Qi's features and felt that they were somewhat familiar.

He seems to have seen it somewhere.

"Keep your head up."

Murong Zhiyuan asked Jiang Qi to raise his head to see more clearly.

Jiang Qi turned a deaf ear and did not move.

As the acting head of the Murong family, Murong Zhiyuan had never been treated so coldly.

Even if it feels somewhat familiar, I can't think too much about it at the moment.

His face immediately darkened.

"He is quite temperamental."

"Young people might as well think carefully about their own situation and consider where they are!"

"The character of character is worthless in front of the Murong family."

Hearing this, Jiang Qi's eyes were as dark as ink, and he glanced coldly at Yue Huan opposite him, who indeed shared half of the same blood.

The behavior is exactly the same.

Yan Qi's face burned when he came into contact with Jiang Qi's mocking gaze.

She is very familiar with these lines.

Yue Huan... also said the same to Jiang Qi.

"Don't worry, daddy. You're not afraid of him being tough. As long as he enters your daughter's room, are you afraid that you won't be able to discipline him?"

Murong Zhuzhu was already fascinated by Jiang Qi's face. What's the point of having a small temper?

As long as she looks good, she is happy to provide it.

Discipline?

Yan Qi glanced at Murong Zhuzhu coldly, she was reluctant to touch the male protagonist she was holding carefully.

Is she worthy?

"That's all, as long as Zhuzhu likes it, he is yours."

Murong Zhiyuan only had a daughter named Murong Zhuzhu. Since he had such power, he naturally wanted to give her the best things in the world.

But it's just a man, so why not play with her.

"Thank you daddy!"

The smile on Murong Zhuzhu's face expanded infinitely when she saw Murong Hu standing anxiously aside.

"By the way, daddy, Huzi has also brought back a beautiful girl who he wants to take into his house as a concubine. I hope daddy will be blessed with good things."

After Murong Zhuzhu finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Qi and added another sentence, not forgetting to give credit to Murong Hu:

"This young master is that girl's slave, and was brought back by Hu Zi."

When Murong Zhiyuan heard this, he glanced at Murong Hu, who had the head of a tiger and the head of a pig. His nephew was not serious about anything and preferred women, which ruined his life.

I don’t know how many times this has happened. I don’t have a wife, but I have a lot of concubines.

On weekdays, he was secretly brought into the room and told to him after the raw rice was cooked. Today, it was quite new.

"Where is the girl?"

Murong Hu smiled happily when he heard this. He looked at Yue Huan and said, "Huan'er, come and pay homage to your second uncle!"

Huan'er?

Murong Zhiyuan turned around and before he could think more, his eyes widened and he gasped.

"Huan... Yue Huan, Princess Yue Huan!"

He stammered for a long time before he could say a complete sentence, and he couldn't help but fell to his knees with weak legs.

Looking at Yue Huan's cold face in fear, he crawled to her feet and knelt down:

"Murong Zhiyuan pays homage to... Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

This sudden scene frightened Murong Zhuzhu and Murong Hu.

"Daddy!"

"Second uncle..."

Murong Zhuzhu was about to help her father up when she was pulled to the ground by Murong Zhiyuan: "Kneel down!"

"Dad, why do you kneel to her?"

Murong Zhuzhu hadn't recovered yet. She didn't understand why this woman made her father so flustered in a blink of an eye.

"Shut up!"

Murong Zhiyuan warned fiercely. At this time, he wished he had never been to this front hall.

I never said those stupid words.

No wonder he felt that the man looked familiar. Now he understood everything.

Murong Hu looked at Yue Huan blankly, then looked at the panicked and frightened second uncle, and became uncontrollably panicked.

His limping knees could no longer hold up and he fell to his knees with a thump. He stared blankly at the stunning beauty.

"Huan'er?"

"Presumptuous! This is Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Murong Zhiyuan scolded angrily, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Princess, forgive me, Huzi... Huzi offended the princess when he was young, please forgive me!"

Young?

Yan Qi looked at Murong Hu's size sarcastically. Is there a giant baby as big as him?

Murong Zhuzhu glared angrily at Yue Huan who was sitting on the chair. She didn't believe that this person was the sickly princess.

Didn't the miracle doctor declare that she would not live to be twenty years old? It had only been a few years, and she might have been lying in bed unable to get up. How could she be the woman as bright as the bright moon in front of her?

"Dad, that's not right...she is definitely not Yue Huan. Yue Huan's sick son is probably dying of illness. How could she come to our house?"

"Dad, don't be deceived by her, she is just the concubine brought back by Hu Zi!"

Murong Zhuzhu dragged Murong Zhiyuan who was kneeling aside, trying to get him to stand up. She didn't believe that this woman would be the sick man who was about to die!

"Snapped!"

Murong Zhiyuan slapped Zhuzhu hard in the face. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked ferocious: "You traitor! How dare you say such arrogant words and be disrespectful to the princess!"

Immediately, he trembled and kowtowed heavily, "Princess, please forgive me. Zhuzhu just spoke carelessly for a moment, please forgive me!"

"Sick Yangzi?"

Yan Qi repeated these words quietly, looking down at his excessively white fingertips.

"I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare. It's because I was confused for a moment and didn't know how to discipline my children, so I offended the princess. I hope the princess can forgive me!"

Murong Zhiyuan's forehead hit the ground so hard that it even drew blood.

"Don't you dare?"

"Why don't you Murong Mansion dare!"

"How dare you get involved with my princess's people? When did it become your Murong Mansion's turn to take charge of this Yuezhi?!"

When she thought of Murong Zhiyuan's condescending attitude toward Jiang Qi, she became extremely angry!

You still want to accept him as your face, how audacious!

"It's my fault. I will kowtow to Prince Jiang Qi to apologize!"

Jiang Qi looked at Murong Zhiyuan who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, his eyes were calm, and when he saw him crawling towards her, he said softly:

"no."

Murong Zhuzhu covered her face that hurt from being slapped, and seeing Yue Huan's few words, her father not only cut his forehead with dignity, but also beat her!

She is going crazy with jealousy!

Why isn't she the most pampered princess?

She stood up suddenly, pointed at Yue Huan's nose and cursed:

"So what if you are Princess Yue Huan? You are still a sick man who will not live to be twenty years old! Let me kneel down on you and dream!"

"You are dead, but I am still alive -"

(End of chapter)