nycdaug Chapter 114 Murong Hui Vomits
Chapter 114 Murong Hui Vomits
Song Yanran woke up slowly, heard Zhang's crying, and hurriedly stumbled towards the mourning hall.
Yue Ran looked at her pace which was much faster than usual and couldn't help but fall into a brief silence.
After a few breaths, Song Yanran screamed again:
"father!!"
Yue Ran followed behind and slowly walked into the mourning hall.
Zhang huddled in the corner, crying and sobbing, looking at the pool of blood and flesh in the middle of the mourning hall, her face full of fear.
Song Yanran knelt in the middle of the mourning hall and cried, not daring to move forward.
Yue Ran walked to Song Yanran's side and looked at the remaining half of Song Yannian's skeleton, his head that had been eaten beyond recognition, and the blood that was spreading all over the floor of the mourning hall.
If it weren't for the half of his face still hanging on his skull and the remaining clothes on his body, Song Yannian's identity would have been difficult to recognize given his miserable condition.
The whole mourning hall was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
Zhang saw Yue Ran, she stopped crying, her bloodshot eyes blinked for a moment, and suddenly crawled towards Yue Ran, her voice hoarse:
"Princess! Our head of the family died in the palace's mourning hall. The palace must make the decision for us!"
"We are orphans and widows. How are we going to live in the future?!"
Yue Ran lowered her head to glance at Zhang, her eyes as clear as the winter moon, stopping Zhang from trying to grab her.
But Zhang's husband had died, and her fear of being helpless in the future surpassed her fear of Yue Ran. She retracted her hand, knelt on the ground and stared at Yue Ran:
"Princess, if you don't care about the three of us, I will hang myself at the gate of the palace with my daughter at dawn tomorrow!"
Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. She doesn't believe that the Dingbei Palace will compete with her to see who is more shameless.
The corners of Yue Ran's lips curled up slightly. Before she could speak, Yue Ziyu's voice came from behind her:
"The palace has no responsibility to support you!"
Yue Ran turned around in surprise and saw Yue Ziyu walking slowly in from outside the mourning hall.
The young man seemed to have grown up a lot in an instant tonight. There was less innocence in his eyes, and more sadness and determination.
Zhang became anxious when she heard this. She screamed hysterically:
"Second Young Master, the person dying before your eyes is your own uncle!"
"You hang out with the young masters of the Lu family all day long. Don't you think of the old master of the Lu family as your uncle?"
These words were harsh to hear. If it were the old Yue Ziyu, he would have been furious on the spot.
But at this moment, Yue Ziyu just lowered his eyes and looked at Zhang, who looked miserable, with a trace of sadness on his pretty face.
He said in a deep voice:
"I will always remember my mother's origin. There is nothing to hide."
"My uncle died tragically, but the changes tonight are not the responsibility of the palace. From now on, I will find a way to let you live."
As Yue Ziyu spoke, his eyes turned cold and hard:
"Aunt, please remember that I am the one who raised you, not the palace."
He would arrange for Zhang and her mother and son to live in the farm that his mother bought for him.
It's a bit far from the capital, but it produces a lot, and there are also many things purchased by my mother, which is more than enough to support Zhang and her son.
He would also arrange a marriage for Song Yanran, marrying her to a suitable person, and completely put an end to her thoughts of climbing into his bed.
Zhang's eyes were filled with reluctance when she heard this.
She wasn't stupid, so of course she knew what Yue Ziyu meant.
He didn't allow her and her son and daughter to live in the palace.
Zhang lowered her head in hatred, and when she saw Song Yanran crying, her eyes suddenly lit up.
She pulled Song Yanran over and pinched her daughter's arm fiercely:
"You just know how to cry, useless thing. You don't even have the status to serve the Second Young Master!"
Song Yanran's clothes were disheveled, with her shoulders half exposed. In Zhang's eyes, it was obvious that she had already done something.
Zhang became excited, stood up and dragged Song Yanran out:
"I want to see the prince. I want to ask the prince, the second young master slept with my daughter and didn't want to marry her. Does this count as abandoning her?"
She was so anxious that she didn't even care that her clothes were stained with Song Yannian's blood.
Song Yanran came back to her senses and looked at Yue Ziyu with shy eyes. Her mother was always fighting for favors, and taking advantage of her father's tragic death in the palace, she might really send her to Yue Ziyu's room.
Yue Ran was really surprised this time. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Yue Ziyu, looking him up and down, which made Yue Ziyu blush and get angry:
"She's talking nonsense! I didn't!"
He didn't expect Zhang to be so shameless, and he didn't expect Song Yanran to not tell the truth at all and let Zhang make trouble.
Yue Ran reached out and patted Yue Ziyu on the shoulder:
"Why rush? Those who are innocent will be innocent."
She sent two secret guards to follow Yue Ziyu. As long as Yue Ziyu did not take the initiative to let the secret guards leave, Song Yanran would definitely have no chance to get close to Yue Ziyu.
Now Yue Ziyu was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck became thick, but it seemed that at least he had preserved his chastity.
Compared to Yue Ziyu's innocence, the truth behind Song's corpse transformation is what Yue Ran cares more about.
Lihua Lane in Beijing.
Lu Qingrong fell on the floor of the room, her clothes were soaked with sweat, her whole body was convulsing, the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, and she was in extreme pain.
She looked up in anger in the direction of Dingbei Palace, her voice hoarse:
"How hateful! He wasted such an important seed of mine, and died before he even walked out of the palace gate?"
Today is the seventh day after the death of the Song family, and it is also a cloudy day and time, which is most suitable for detonating the seeds.
Back then, she tried every possible means to choose Song, who had a very yin fate, as the container.
"Why is this so?"
If her plan goes according to plan, the Dingbei Palace will be littered with corpses tonight. If everything goes well, several streets around the palace will become sacrifices.
The price of detonating the seed is ten years of her life.
Lu Qingrong raised her hand and touched her face. When she felt the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she couldn't help but scream.
Who ruined her business?
The Song family's corpse transformation should have taken away at least several hundred lives!
But she didn't feel the blood flowing at all.
The luck hovering over the Dingbei Palace still carried a reddish golden light, without any reduction.
A Mei stood outside the door with a frightened look on her face. She heard the noise inside the room but didn't dare to go in.
The consequence of entering the lady's room without her permission is that this person will no longer exist in the world.
This quiet house has lost four or five maids because of this.
Outside a wall of the Dingbei Palace, a tall young man in a black brocade robe held the hand of the guard beside him and kept bending over and retching.
"Ugh~~~~~~~ Why does it stink so bad? Ugh~~~~~~"
Lada patted Murong Hui on the back, looking confused.
He didn't smell anything alright.
In the middle of the night, His Highness suddenly woke him up and walked towards Prince Dingbei's Palace.
Instead of going through the main gate, he walked around and around to the backyard wall, then kept sniffing at the wall.
The result of sniffing for a long time was that I had to support him and vomit violently.
"Your Highness, if you want to see the princess, there is no need to do this. Even if you spit out the bile, she won't know."
Rada once again worried about her master's lifelong affairs.