Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The audience was shocked again. Twenty-six years ago, Dongfang Wanqing had a leg with the patriarch Yuan Ming?

Jun Xiqing's eyes also changed slightly, this is really a storytelling in the story.

Dongfang Wanqing's face quickly turned white. She looked painfully at Murong Cheng. At that time, Murong Lang and Yuan Ming, the most prominent high priest of the maiden family, were equal to each other. Pity her, hurt her, and treat her as his wife.

Her life was splendid, but she was beaten by herself.

Because, she was confused by Yuan Ming.

She wandered between Murong Jiancheng and Yuan Ming.

One day in the moonlight, she and Yuan Ming hugged and kissed each other, and Murong Jian saw it.

After experiencing a double betrayal with his elder brother and fiancee, Murong Jian depressioned for a while.

Soon, the Pei Wu dance debut.

The emergence of Pei Wu quickly caused Yuan Ming's enthusiasm.

Yuan Ming abandoned her and pursued Pei Wu.

She also saw the true face of Yuan Ming at that time. When she turned around and wanted to go back to Murong Jian, Murong Jian already had a Pei Wu dance.

Murong Jiancheng looked at Dongfang Wanqing. "Things of the past, taking into account your reputation, I said nothing, and now I do n’t want to say more, just when I lost you, but she did n’t care about the dance owe you."

"When I was most sad, she was by my side and tried everything to make me laugh."

Thinking of those past, Murong Jian's steady eyebrows overflowed with some softness.

The audience exploded and everyone understood that it was Dongfang Wanqing who played ambiguous and ambiguous between the two men and played a good hand like this.

After years, Dongfang Wanqing really understood that Murong Jiancheng was good. She wanted to turn back, but Murong Jiancheng was no longer there.

Dongfang Wanqing was shocked. For so many years, he didn't tell her and Yuan Ming. But now, for the reputation of Pei Wu, he said without hesitation and pushed her to the cusp.

She always thought that Murong Cheng loved her.

And Pei Wu is just her substitute.

She has watched Pei Wu dance around him all day, her eyes are broken and love is flattering.

A generation of nymphs, how many men have been fascinated, haven't they carefully pleased a man?

Before Murong was built, she would rush from the Royal Palace to the Virgins overnight, and she would only meet her and send her the most precious gemstone.

He used to treat her like a pearl.

However, even for the first three months of his newlywed marriage, he was waiting for him.

She thought he was just a mission-conscious person. After all, Pei Wu was his wife, so he took care of it.

However, it now seems completely different.

Murong Jiancheng released Dongfang Wanqing, and said lightly, "Go and call the doctor."

"Yes, the monarch."

Soon, the Royal Doctor hurriedly came down, put down the first aid box in his hand, "Aunt Dongfang, let me take your pulse for you."

Dongfang Wanqing is desperate, and Murong Jiancheng will not go to bed with her, even if he has not had a woman for twenty-six years.

She needed to get rid of her medicine.

Dongfang Wanqing's eyes revealed a vicious light. This medicine could not be separated from the Pei Wu dance. Later, she herself mutilated herself and left a disability. By then, the reputation of the Pei Wu dance was stink.

She won't let Pei Wu dance well.

If Pei Wuwu didn't show up, Murong Cheng, even Yuan Ming, would love her like before.

Dongfang Wanqing thought so, suddenly relieved.

The Royal Doctor caught her pulse, wondering, "Aunt Dongfang, your pulse is very peaceful, and there is no sign of Chinese medicine at all, are you wrong?"

One word stirred up a thousand layers of waves and sucked a slice.

Dongfang Wanqing looked at the imperial doctor in disbelief, "What are you talking about? I'm obviously Chinese medicine. Did someone assign you to frame me?"

The sweat of the old doctor, "Aunt Dongfang, you really don't have Chinese medicine, you see your hands are cold."

Dongfang Wanqing was startled, only to discover that the burning body temperature had just dropped unknowingly.

Oops!

This is a trick!

"Aunt Dongfang," a brisk voice sounded, and Jun Xiqing stepped forward, "what the **** is this, can you explain it?"

"I…"

Jun Xiqing did not give Dongfang Wanqing a chance to speak, and her twinkling eyes twinkled with a sharp light. "If you reversed the black and white just now, it was a bitter plan, and you directly spilled the dirty water on Mother's Body. "

"Let's think about it. If this medicine is real and Mother Aunt Dongfang's medicine is given, Mother Fame's reputation will be ruined. If you just forced Murong to die, and Murong went to you, you will The climbing bed succeeded, it was a good idea to kill two birds with one stone. "

"I didn't!" Dongfang Wanqing denied emotionally.

Jun Xiqing didn't even look at Oriental Wanqing. The light blue dress skirted a rough arc on the wool rug. She looked sharply at the bodyguard. "Your master has fallen, and you haven't Did you get it from reality? "

The bodyguard knelt up quickly, trembling with fright. "I don't know anything. I really don't know anything. It was Aunt Oriental who gave me money and asked me to cooperate with her and forgive me."

Gosh, the fryer on the spot.

Dongfang Wanqing has no idea what happened, what, what are you doing?

Jun Xiqing looked at Lu Yeming. "President Lu, the Oriental aunt is wily and seductive. She gave herself fake medicine, directed and performed a play, and treated us as monkeys. I suggest that she be taken into custody and interrogated slowly. "

Lu Yeming nodded, his voice was low, "Miss Jun, you are very reasonable, Vatican, put her down first."

"Yes."

Fanmen quickly took Orient Wanqing away.

...

The play was over, and everyone was gone.

Jun Xiqing helped Pei Wu dance and sent Pei Mai back to the room. "Auntie, I didn't tell you all the plans today, wouldn't you be angry?"

Pei Yue danced a little forehead of Jun Xiqing, "You ... this time you played a game of chess, we are all your chess pieces, this time you are not playing the strategy, but the human heart."

At this time, passing by the door of a room, there was a pleasant female voice, "Monarch, were you tired?"

Pei Wu stopped and looked into the room. Murong stood tall and upright beside the bed, and Ai Lei stood in front of him, reaching out to take off his black coat.

Ai Lei is in her thirties, with wavy long hair, flaming red lips, and a black hip skirt, with a hot and **** body, a mature woman style.

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