Phoenix Reborn: The Peerless Fourth Lady

Chapter Four Hundred and Fortieth: Ghost Hunting (ⅲ)

When Murong Jingxuan arrived at the Dingguo Mansion, she saw Qingyan sitting alone on a swing with a swing, and she held the familiar little fox Yaoyao in her arms.

To be honest, he didn’t know why he chose to save this little fox. At that time, the little fox’s pitiful eyes looked at him, like a psychic, and he saw it right away. The look in its eyes melted.

At that time, he was wondering what kind of woman the fox would be, but he never thought that the fox would be Qi Lian Qingyan.

And now when he saw this harmonious scene again, he found that Qingyan would only appear unusually gentle when dealing with animals. Perhaps this is why she can speak the language of the beasts.

"Shizi, why are you here?" Qingdai looked at Murong Jingxuan's figure and whispered.

Looking at the expression on Qingdai's face, Murong Jingxuan raised her fingers, and Qingdai who had received the order nodded.

The young lady seemed to be in a deep mood since she learned the news yesterday, and now it might be a good choice to make her happy if the son appears.

Just when Murong Jingxuan wanted to cover her eyes, Qingyan looked at him with red eyes, "You are here."

Murong Jingxuan watched Qing Yan's eyes walk to her side and embrace her in his arms, "Little Yan'er, I'm here."

"Jingxuan, why do you say?"

Murong Jingxuan knew what Qing Yan was referring to, so he comforted softly, "Maybe it is Nightmare and they are wrong."

Qingyan shook her head, "This is impossible. I still believe in the abilities of Nightmare. Whether it is true or not, everything will be over tonight."

"Yes, I'll know it later." Murong Jingxuan naturally knew the ability of Nightmare, but he could only comfort her like this now.

After all, that woman who has been with her for so many years can be regarded as the most understanding maid. How could he be happy now that something like this happened?

When Zi Zhu walked into the yard, she saw Murong Jingxuan holding Qingyan. She darkened her eyes when she saw this scene. She didn't know why Murong Jingxuan suddenly appeared at this time.

When thinking of that promise, Zi Zhu's lips outlined a pleasant curve.

If she can succeed this time, then she can stay with the girl forever, and the poison on her body will also have an antidote. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds, and her family can be safe.

At least, you don't have to live in self-blame all the time.

"Miss, supper is ready, and the maidservant asks you to go to the front hall for dinner."

Listening to Zizhu's voice, Qingyan spoke gently to her, "I know." She nodded when she looked at Murong Jingxuan, "Jingxuan, you probably haven't tasted Huang Cen's craftsmanship yet. , Let you taste it today."

"Okay!" Murong Jingxuan said as he held Qingyan's hand, what he can do now is to see how she moves towards the truth step by step.

When I arrived at the front hall, I saw Jia Yun taking Su Qingcong and Su Qingxue into the living room.

"Brother Jingxuan is here. This is the first time that Brother Jingxuan has dinner at our mansion." Su Qingcong looked at Murong Jingxuan's figure and smiled.

Murong Jingxuan walked to Su Qingcong's side and rubbed his head, "Little guy, have you grown much taller recently?"

"Brother Jingxuan, did your mother take good care of me?" Su Qingcong said, turning his attention to Jia Yun, "and sister Yan'er also takes good care of me, and asked her husband to teach me reading and writing.

"Then we have to work hard." Murong Jingxuan said, he was very proficient in pulling the chair away for Su Qingcon, "Come and sit on it."

"Thank you, Brother Jingxuan." Su Qingcong said, stepping onto the chair with short legs.

"It's been a long time since I saw His Royal Highness." Jia Yun looked at Murong Jingxuan and smiled.

"Auntie, there are no princes here who do not need to be so formal." Qingyan held Jia Yun's hand and smiled.

"Okay." Jia Yun smiled at Shang Qingyan's eyes, and then she looked at Murong Jingxuan, "Then Jingxuan will sit down for dinner. It's her own family, you are welcome."

"Okay!" Murong Jingxuan said and sat down.

Qingyan looked at the bowl of soup in front of her, holding her hands tightly. Xueran is not proficient in medicine, but she is very familiar with the taste of the pills she made. I think it must be Xuanyuan Yufan who handed in the bottle. I gave it to her, and Xuanyuan Yufan and the others didn't know that the white jade porcelain bottle was no longer the original pill.

"Miss, isn't the soup that Huang Cen made today isn't delicious?" Huang Cen looked at Qingyan in confusion and said, "I remember that Miss used to eat my soup the most."

Qingyan looked at Huang Cen and shook her head, raised the bowl and smiled. "I love Huang Cen's craftsmanship the most." As she said, she delivered the soup in the bowl to her mouth bit by bit.

When Zizhu looked at Qingyan, after moving her lips, she still didn't say anything, but watched Qingyan drank all the soup.

Just when Zizhu could think of it, she heard Qingyan's voice, "Huang Cen's craftsmanship is really superb, I want to drink it."

"Yeah." Huang Cen took the bowl from Qingyan's hand and added another bowl of soup to Qingyan, and then put the bowl in Qingyan's hand as if thinking of something, "Miss, you should Eat more dishes. Today is the lady’s favorite dish, but the servants and maids have taken great pains."

"Okay!" Qingyan said and looked at the dishes on the table. She looked at Murong Jingxuan and said with a smile, "Jingxuan, Huang Cen's craftsmanship is very good."

"Well, but it's a long way to go before Xiao Yan'er." Murong Jingxuan looked at Qing Yan and smiled.

"Auntie, how can you say that about a slave girl? The craftsmanship of a slave girl is naturally far away from the young lady, but our young lady married my uncle for the sake of happiness, not for her to wash your hands and make soup." Huang Cen heard Murong Jing. Xuan retorted without thinking about it.

Murong Jingxuan took Qingyan's hand as he said, "That's natural, why would I let Xiao Yaner cook."

"Sister Huang Cen, I don't think that Brother Jingxuan is willing to cook for Yan'er." Su Qingxue said with a smile while eating the dishes in front of him, "By the way, Sister Yan'er, today the teacher called me new content."

"Then Xue'er has to work hard." Qingyan looked at Su Qingxue with a smile on her face.

The dinner ended in a very harmonious atmosphere. After Zizhu followed Huang Cen and the others packed up the tableware, when they were about to turn around and leave, they heard Qingyan’s voice from behind.

"Zizhu, you stay, I have something to say to you."