General Leng's superb wife

After finally surviving the afternoon, Murong Qian put on a white brocade gown, tied his hair high, held a folding fan in his hand, and took Chang Feng to the Zuihong Mansion.

Sitting down in the private room on the second floor, Murong Qian pushed away the charming woman who had come over to him, and poured himself a drink, his handsome face full of anxiety and anticipation.

Suddenly, the noisy hall became quiet. Murong Qian raised his dazzling eyes, followed everyone's eyes, and was stunned!

It's her! It's really her!

Even though she was wearing a veil, he was sure that it was her! That was her unique temperament and charm!

Murong Qian was a little excited, his eyes were misty, and the hand holding the wine glass was shaking. He stood up unsteadily, flew onto the stage, grabbed Mu Xue, and hugged her tightly.

Mu Xue was startled by this sudden hug. When she looked closely, she saw it was Murong Qian. She smiled! Finally he arrived!

Murong Qian hugged Mu Xue tightly, buried his head in her neck, and murmured, "I found you! I finally found you!"

Letting go of Mu Xue and looking at her carefully, Murong Qian gently stroked her hair, "I've made you suffer! I'll take you home!"

"Okay!" Without hesitation, Mu Xue nodded in agreement. At this time, she felt very at ease. As long as Murong Qian was here, she was not afraid of anything!

Looking at Murong Qian, who had stubble on his mouth and dark circles under his eyes, Mu Xue's heart felt soft. She couldn't help but touch his handsome face with her little hands, her eyes full of tenderness, "It's so nice to have you here!"

Murong Qian hugged Mu Xue and jumped off the stage.

"Who are you? Put Youruo down quickly!" came a sharp voice, and Murong Qian frowned slightly.

Everyone who had been in shock finally came to their senses!

"Put down Youruo!" Du Ziteng shouted and looked at Murong Qian angrily.

"What if I don't let you go?" He raised his narrow eyes lightly, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his handsome mouth.

"Then I'm welcome! My uncle is the Minister of War!" Du Ziteng moved out his uncle again and looked at Murong Qian with a smug look on his face.

"Oh?" Murong Qian deliberately lengthened his voice and looked Du Ziteng up and down with his handsome eyes. "So he is the old man's nephew! No wonder he looks like this!"

"You~~" Du Ziteng was speechless for a moment and pointed at Murong Qian with a red face, "Just wait, I will let my uncle teach you a lesson!"

"Okay!" Murong Qian glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes rested on Du Ziteng, "Then let him go to Murong Mansion to find Murong Qian!"

Murong Qian? General Leng Ao?

Everyone couldn't help but gasp! Fortunately, they didn't talk too much just now and didn't offend him! Some people even patted their chests exaggeratedly.

"This~~Youruo~~" the madam looked at Murong Qian with some speechlessness. Youruo is her money tree!

"Well?" Murong Qian raised his narrow eyes and frowned, "What, do you want me to demolish the Zuihong Building?"

"Ah?" The old bustard's face suddenly turned black, and then he quickly nodded and bowed obsequiously, "No, no, General Murong has misunderstood, you can just take him away, You Ruo!"

"That's not bad! Humph!" Murong Qian winked at Chang Feng who was upstairs, lowered his head, and looked at Mu Xue in his arms tenderly, "Madam, let's go home!"

The strength of his hands increased and he hugged Mu Xue. Murong Qian strode out of Zuihong Building. Chang Feng from upstairs hurriedly followed.

Wife? Then isn’t she General Murong’s wife?

The madam fell to the ground. Why was he so unlucky that he bought her? If General Murong got angry,~~~

Everyone was also surprised, why did the general's wife come to the brothel?! The general didn't seem angry yet, but he looked at her so tenderly?!

At this time, Du Ziteng was also a wilted eggplant beaten by frost! 'General Leng Ao' was famous for his uprightness in the court, and his father was a general who protected the country. He even dared not pay for the emperor's account. This time, uncle would not

I will cover myself!

On the way back, neither of them spoke.

Mu Xue nestled in Murong Qian's arms, feeling like a deer in her heart and her cheeks turning red. This was the first time she was held by him for so long!

Why is your heart beating so fast? Do you really like him?

He was the one who thought about the most in Zuihong Mansion!

Suddenly I remembered Master Huitong’s words of ‘looking for marriage’. Could it be that he is my marriage destiny?

If it's really him, then try to like him!

Mu Xue couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyes, but she met Murong Qian's tender gaze. She suddenly felt her face heat up, and she quickly buried her face in his arms.

Seeing her shy look, Murong Qian's lips raised slightly and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

It was already very late when we returned to Ming Xueyuan! Xiaohu hadn't slept yet and was pacing back and forth in the courtyard. When he saw Murong Qian coming back with Mu Xue in his arms, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go down and rest!" Murong Qian said coldly, kicked open the door, and walked in with Mu Xue in his arms.

Xiaohu closed the door from the outside, turned around and walked away with a smile on his face.

Miss, you and the second young master must be happy!