Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Murong Qingyi was under strict guard again. This time, Master Murong not only arranged for people to surround his courtyard and take turns guarding him day and night, but also tied him to the bed in the house with specially made cold iron chains, and had a dedicated person to serve him, eat, drink, and defecate.

sleep.

Within a few days, Mr. and Mrs. Murong arranged a marriage for Murong Qingyi. The other party was Gu Qinglian, the eldest daughter of the Gu family. She was outstanding in appearance and gentle and virtuous. The most important thing was that the Gu family was also a famous family with a strict family tradition. Unlike Murong

The family is a perfect match.

Mr. Murong found someone to disguise himself as Murong Qingyi to welcome his bride. He gave him medicine before the ceremony, leaving him at the mercy of others. He told the outside world that he was infected with cold, and burned strong potions in the incense burner of his new house, prompting him to

The two consummated their marriage, and what was even more amazing was that after serving tea to his parents the next day, Master Murong locked the two of them in the new house and used love potions from time to time.

However, more than a month later, Gu Qinglian still failed to conceive.

Although Master Murong was very anxious, he was also afraid that using the love potion too often would harm his son and daughter-in-law, so he stopped taking the medicine and released Murong Qingyi's imprisonment, but still sent people to guard him.

Seeing that Murong Qingyi had trouble sleeping and eating all day long, Gu Qinglian endured her heartache and went to see Mr. and Mrs. Murong in person, intending to persuade them to grant Murong Qingyi's favor. After being politely rejected by the two old men, she secretly tried to find a way to help Murong Qingyi leave.

The emperor paid off, and finally late one night, Gu Qinglian managed to hold off the night watch servant, while Murong Qingyi took the opportunity to escape from the mansion and returned to Juechen Palace, never to return to Murong Mansion again.

Two years later, Murong Qingyi once again sneaked into the capital to take away Wen Rumeng, but unfortunately he still failed, and many people from Juechen Palace were killed.

Frustrated, Murong Qingyi decided to return to Juechen Palace, but first he secretly returned to Murong Mansion.

Seeing that Gu Qinglian was filial to her parents-in-law and keeping Murong's house in order, and thinking of Gu Qinglian's love and support, Murong Qingyi was moved for a moment, so she performed the courtesy of Duke Zhou with Gu Qinglian, and left before dawn the next day.

One day more than a month later, Murong Qingyi heard a secret report from his subordinates that the entire Murong family was wiped out overnight, and the corpses were set on fire to destroy all traces. He was extremely sad and shocked. When he hurried back, Murong's mansion had already been reduced to ashes.

ruins.

According to the government, a group of bandits were seeking wealth and murder, and finally set the fire on fire.

Murong Qingyi naturally didn't believe the government's rhetoric.

After all, there are at least a thousand people in the mansion, including the masters and servants, and most of them are skilled in martial arts. What kind of bandit can kill everyone in one go? Moreover, Murong Mansion occupies a very large area, and at that time it was

How could it be reduced to ruins overnight in the depths of winter? Not even the bones of my parents, my wife, and my relatives were gone.

However, the fire destroyed all the evidence, and Murong Qingyi could not ask the government to investigate. He could only build a tomb for everyone in the Murong family cemetery, and then locked himself in the secret room of Juechen Palace for ten days and nights without food.

Drink it to remember your loved ones and punish yourself, and change your name to Feng Qingshang.

It wasn't until Protector Zuo couldn't stand Murong Qingyi being so self-destructive and forced his way into the secret room and cursed him that he felt enlightened.

This disaster that wiped out his family was so strange. He hadn't yet found out the truth and avenged his relatives. How could he become depressed and degenerate?

Later, Murong Qingyi led people to secretly investigate for three years, but unfortunately no clues were found. This incident became an indelible pain in his heart, and it would always inadvertently cause him to suffer completely.

"I'm sorry for my parents, I'm sorry for those relatives who died in vain, and the most sorry for my wife. She is so gentle, kind, and open-minded. She has been married to me for two years. Not only did I fail to fulfill my husband's responsibility and give her She deserved the love and care she deserved, but it also caused her to die at such a young age..." Murong Qingyi drank hard wine while suppressing her voice and crying bitterly, with tears streaming down her face.

Looking at the full moon in the dark night sky, Qingyun's expression remained as calm as water, and her voice was ethereal and ethereal: "Did Gu Qinglian really die in that fire? And where is Gu Qinglian's daughter now?"

No one knew that Qingyun's fingers holding the wine glass were so strong that they almost crushed the wine glass, and the veins were exposed. No one knew that her heart was already undulating at this moment, as if it were a stormy wave on the sea.

Murong Qingyi was startled, then turned to look at Qingyun, a trace of bitterness appeared on his tear-stained face: "Rujinguo really hates me!"

Qingyun pursed her lips and said nothing.

Rujin was Gu Qinglian's personal maid who had grown up together. She happened to go home to visit relatives at that time, so she survived.

After hearing the bad news about Murong Mansion, Rujin hurried back. Unfortunately, Murong Mansion had already been destroyed.

Later, they met Mingqi, who was out on business on the orders of Master Murong and rushed back after hearing the bad news. Both of them were devastated. They accidentally heard that the madam and the wet nurse had escaped with the young lady, so they followed the traces to the other side. He went to the hospital, but his wife was seriously ill, and the life and death of the young lady and the nanny were unknown.

Seeing his wife getting thinner and thinner, suffering from illness and longing every day, Rujin felt both distressed and resentful.

If it weren't for the master, why would the wife have suffered the disaster and the pain of separation?

So Rujin blamed all the crimes on the master, and tried to kill the master again and again but failed, so she wanted to use Qingyun's hands to avenge the wife and the young lady.

"Qinglian did not die in the fire." Murong Qingyi's dark eyes were filled with grief and regret: "When the thieves broke into Murong's mansion, Qinglian's nanny took advantage of the chaos to cover her escape with her daughter who was just over a month old. After getting out, the two of them took their daughter and rushed to this villa overnight. Unexpectedly, the thief was chasing after her. In a hurry, Qinglian entrusted her daughter to the nanny and dragged the thief away with her weak body. Fortunately, she was rescued by a passerby. When we arrived here, Ke Qinglian was seriously injured, and she was worried about the safety of the nanny and our daughter, so she became depressed and fell ill. She passed away three months later, and the whereabouts of the nanny and our daughter are unknown."

"Didn't you send someone to find their whereabouts?"

"I personally led people to find them, but there was still no news from them. I couldn't even protect my wife and daughter. I don't deserve to be a husband, nor do I deserve to be a father!" Murong Qingyi's deep voice revealed a sense of self-blame and powerlessness.

"You are not even worthy of being a human being, let alone a husband and a father!"

Placing the wine glass heavily on the table, ignoring the broken glass and the overflowing wine, Qing Yun stared straight at Murong Qingyi, her eyes and brows filled with a chilling and cold murderous intent, her voice as soft as a cold needle piercing deeply.