Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Looking at the pretty widow with a dignified temperament and a charming appearance on the ground, Murong Fuxing is very happy, but this young mistress Zhuang San doesn't seem to be as slutty as he imagined, she is shy and shy, and the work on her lips can only be described as rusty , no experience at all.



After a while, he couldn't help complaining, "Third young lady, haven't you done this for a man before?"



When the third young lady heard this, her body was visibly stiff, and then her face turned pale and bloodless, she fell on his lap and began to cry softly.



Murong Fu was a little annoyed immediately, and said in a blunt tone, "Miss Third, I didn't force you to do anything, but why are you doing this?"



The third young mistress raised her head, looked at him sadly, and said sadly, "My concubine married into the farmer at the age of 14. My husband took pity on me when I was young. He is also a well-educated person. He treats people kindly and politely. Even in the house... Zhong also raises the case and respects each other like a guest. How could there be such an unbearable request? Although the Zhuang family suffered a disaster later, and the concubine and the Zhuang family's women and children were imprisoned in the Jiaofang Division, we can keep our innocence. We pretended to be crazy and acted stupidly. , the son humiliates the concubine so much, but takes the concubine too lightly..."



Murong Fu saw her miserable expression, tears in her eyes, he couldn't help feeling soft, he stretched out his hand to help her up, "Alright, I didn't intend to look down on you, it's just... just..."



He really didn't know how to say the following words. Could it be that you promised too readily, and everyone would think so?



The third young mistress could easily see what he was thinking, hesitated, and explained in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of your son's jokes, I'm a normal woman, after all these years, I naturally... naturally thought about the relationship between men and women... It was because I lost my head for a moment that I... did such an unbearable act, I will never go back on what I promised, but please don't belittle me because of this."



When Murong Fu heard this explanation, he somewhat understood it, but there was still one problem that he couldn't figure out. It had been more than ten years since the incident, and the three mistresses were still determined to avenge the old and young masters of the Zhuang family. The feelings must be very deep, but if you sell your body for revenge, don't you feel sorry for the third young master?



If it were him, Murong Fu, if he died, he would never want his woman to sell her body in order to avenge him.



After thinking about it, he still asked this question tactfully.



After hearing this, Third Young Mistress Zhuang's eyes flashed a flash of reminiscence, then she shook her head, "I don't know if my husband under the Nine Springs will blame me, but I have paid too much for revenge in my life, even if it is a little more It doesn't matter, even if I see my husband after death, if he beats or scolds me, I will let him."



Murong Fu suddenly understood that to the Third Young Mistress Zhuang, the old feelings and kindness were no longer so important, and the obsession for revenge replaced everything, perhaps this was the only reason why she was still alive.



His complexion changed for a while, Murong Fu sighed softly, and said, "Don't worry, I won't break my promise regarding revenge, and I will treat you well in the future."



The implication is: the transaction continues.



The third young lady of Zhuang couldn't help rolling her eyes. She thought that she would soften her heart somewhat and even change her mind when she said these words. Unexpectedly, his heart softened a little, but he didn't mean to change his mind at all. Although she didn't The thought of repenting, but this feeling is like punching the empty space with all my strength, which is extremely uncomfortable.



If she knew what Murong Fu was thinking at this moment, she might be so angry that she would vomit blood.



"Hey, don't blame me. I'm also doing it for your own good. It's just a matter of raising your hands to avenge you. But what if you get revenge and you have nothing to love in your life and seek death? I can only occupy your body and mind, give you happiness, and give you happiness." , you have the faith to live, and you will be grateful to me in the future..."



Then Murong Fu brazenly carried the young woman to bed, and under her sad and resentful eyes, slowly took off her clothes.



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This night, some people were happy and some were sad, and the whole courtyard was surprisingly quiet. No one knew that an inconspicuous room in the backyard of the west wing was full of spring scenery.



At dawn the next day, bright sunlight poured into the room through the windows, and the naked men and women on the bed opened their eyes one after another.



Murong Fu felt the softness in his arms, lightly patted the young woman's fragrant shoulders, and said with a smile, "Why, you're still shy, it doesn't matter if this dealer loses one Murong Fu, but I don't know what will happen if the third young lady is missing? "



When he said this, Third Young Mistress Zhuang immediately ignored her shyness, opened her eyes suddenly, got up to get the clothes, and suddenly realized that Murong Fu was still staring at the side, and gave him a slight sideways glance, "Don't look!"



Murong Fu ignored it, and said to himself, "Tsk tsk, the light was not good last night, so I didn't look carefully, so it's time to make up for it now."



The third young lady's pretty face turned hot immediately, she was ashamed and angry, she rolled up her clothes to cover her body, "Do you really have to shame me?"



Murong Fu shrugged, "You don't have to let me see, anyway, I'm not in a hurry."



The third young mistress had no choice but to put on her clothes in front of him, her style was not good enough for outsiders.



After a while, the Third Young Mistress finished dressing up, seeing Murong Fu still lying on the bed with thorns, hesitated for a while, then walked to the bed and said, "Murong Fu, you promised me last night, but it still counts."



Murong Fu thought she was anxious about Wu Zhirong, nodded slightly, "Naturally, the man is in Lizhuang, if you can't wait, just go to Yuan Ziyi and tell me what I mean."



The third young lady hesitated for a while, and said with a guilty conscience, "Besides Wu Zhirong, there is another person's head, and you have to give it to me."



"Huh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, "Who else?"



The third young lady's gaze flickered for a while, and she slowly said two words, "Kangxi."



Murong Fu frowned slightly, "Did I promise to give you Kangxi's head?"



"You promised to avenge my dealer at that time, and I said beforehand that there are three enemies of the dealer, besides Aobai and Wu Zhirong, there is also Kangxi!"



Murong Fu suddenly understood, and couldn't help sneering, "So you're playing word games with me."



After hearing his tone, the third young mistress felt a little uneasy, she quickly lowered her posture, and begged, "Anyway, your Murong family is also going to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. I don't ask you to give me the head of Kangxi immediately, but I only ask you to do it on the day you succeed." My wish can be fulfilled.”



She knew that she didn't have any leverage to force him to fulfill his promise, not to mention that Kangxi is the lord of a country, and it is not easy to kill him. She alone, even with a Shuang'er, might not be enough to make Murong Fu took the risk of killing the emperor, so she was not going to play any tricks, but simply begged.



What she did was right, according to Murong Fu's temper, if the three young mistresses wanted him to assassinate Kangxi by using a word game, he would definitely turn his face on the spot, even though it was not as difficult for him to kill Kangxi as he imagined, and he would kill Kangxi in the future. It is also necessary to get rid of Kangxi, but he cannot accept such tricks to use him.



After pondering for a while, Murong Fu nodded solemnly, "I promise you, if one day things come to pass, I will hand over Kangxi to you, but before that, you can't just put on clothes and deny people..."



The third young lady was slightly relieved when she heard the first half of the sentence, but she was taken aback when she heard the second half, and then she blushed slightly and spat, "I'm leaving, be careful, it's best not to let Shuang'er know, Otherwise she..."



"You don't need to say that? It's not the first time this young master has cheated..." Murong Fu thought disdainfully in his heart, and said with a smile, "What will happen if Shuang'er finds out?"



The third young lady gave him a sideways look, "Anyway, we can't let her know."



After speaking, he opened the door, looked outside cautiously, and then ran away.



Murong Fu shook his head amusedly, waited for a while before getting up and getting dressed, after putting on his clothes, luck filled his whole body, dispelling all the aura, finally left the room, and walked towards Shuang'er's residence.



He reckoned that Shuang'er would have gotten up and left early at this point, because this girl has always been diligent and never sleeps in.



Unexpectedly, when he returned to Shuang'er's residence, he actually sensed Shuang'er's breath, and there was another woman, Yuan Ziyi. At this time, the two women were still sound asleep.