"Uncle, why are you covering your face?" Rong Chaoxi tilted his head and blinked his big, innocent eyes.
"Your eyes are the same as your cousin's. What a fate..."
The gurgling sound attracted everyone.
All eyes fell on the man in green robe.
Half of the face was covered, and the peach blossom eyes were particularly eye-catching.
Hu's breathing suddenly became tight, her pupils shrank sharply, she clutched the handkerchief tightly, and her heart almost jumped into her throat.
Qin Nanjing took a closer look, a look of slight surprise on her face. "It's indeed 90% similar. Qinglian, where did you find this Taoist? Is our connection so deep?"
"I wonder if this face is also so similar?" His tone was somewhat meaningful.
"I... my face is damaged, and I'm afraid of disturbing the nobles..." The man explained haltingly, turning his face away to avoid Qin Nanjing's sight.
"There are only a few types of eyebrows and eyes, so it's normal for them to be similar..." Hu tried her best to remain calm and said with a smile:
"Master Cheng has gone far away. You should go back and serve him." His voice was still a little weak.
The man was held by Rong Chaoxi and he couldn't get away at all.
Rong Qi Wang looked at Hu's face, "Why are you acting so strangely today? What are you nervous about?" There was a hint of displeasure between his brows.
Any man would feel uncomfortable if his son was said to be like someone else.
Besides, Rong Qi Wang has an ordinary look, the kind that no one would notice in a crowd.
Rong Shihan, however, had a pair of eyes that were full of smiles, and those eyes did not look like Hu's, nor like his own.
People often joke that it is not his son.
Because the old man and the old lady looked good when they were young.
Rong Baichuan's family is the most eye-catching family in Dongwu, and no one has ever doubted Rong Shihan's appearance.
Big beads of sweat rolled down, and Hu's eyes turned slightly.
"I'm surprised? What expression do you want me to have when something like this happens at home? My mother is still lying in bed, and you want me to greet guests with a smile?" He had to be tough so as not to be seen as guilty.
Rong Qi Wang glanced at Hu, but his doubts were not dispelled. He stood up and walked to the man.
It was the first time he had seen a man, and when he looked at him, he realized that his eyes were exactly the same as Rong Shihan's.
Rong Qiwang's expression darkened slightly as he stared at the man with a look of oppression.
"I have lived in the mansion for many days, but I have never seen its true appearance. Can I take a look?"
The man took a step back, putting some distance between them, and said respectfully, "My appearance is really unsightly..."
"It's okay!" Rong Qi Wang interrupted.
The man had no choice but to slowly raise his hands behind his head to untie the rope.
The veil gently slipped off, and half of the burned face suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Rong Qiwang was also frightened by the ugly face and stumbled. He waved his hands in disgust, "Hurry up, block it..."
The old man also had a look of disgust on his face.
Mrs. Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Nanjing smiled: Isn't it too early to relax?
"Where did this Taoist priest come from?" Rong Chaoxi asked while cracking melon seeds.
"He is a disciple of Taoist Cheng. Seeing that he has good aptitude, he was accepted as his disciple." Hu replied casually.
Qin Nanjing nodded and said, "Master Cheng is very busy, why not let this Taoist priest pray for the old lady every day?"
"The old lady just heard the Taoist priest's response. Perhaps, she will get better."
【Exciting, really exciting.】
[Letting the murderer accompany her day and night is worse than death. ]
They couldn't attack the old woman again. Rong Chaoxi secretly gave his mother a thumbs up.
Qin Nanjing raised an eyebrow in response.
What a wonderful life it is to know clearly that the murderer is around and to live in fear of being killed again.
Qin Nanjing looked at Hu, her face full of horror.
The fear of running in both directions is even better.
"It's not your turn to make the decision here?" Mrs. Hu responded with a low growl.
"Just do as the elders say." The old man made the final decision.
Hu reluctantly agreed.
No matter what, I must find an opportunity to kill the old lady tonight.
"I've been bored lately, so I read some medical books and happened to come across the article on cadaveric syncope."
"Except for the inability to move, the symptoms are no different from those of a normal person. As long as he is suspended with ginseng, his life will not be in danger."
"My second brother has just become the crown prince. If he can do something more practical, he can enter the court as an official. But he can't be in mourning at this time. You must take good care of the old lady..."
The old man lowered his eyes and thought: After the grandparents pass away, the grandchildren need to observe mourning for a year.
Rong Yubai passed the imperial examination and was appointed as an editor in the Hanlin Academy. This was the time when his momentum was at its peak. If he had spent a year in mourning, his future would have been ruined.
Qin Nan said a few quiet words and cut off Hu's path.
When Qin Nanjing came here today, the old man regarded this as Rong Baichuan surrendering to him.
In a few days, Rong Yubai will surely return, and his glory will be crowned with the title of Marquis of Annan.
The old man told Mrs. Hu to take good care of the old lady and to hold her responsible if anything happened.
Then, with a smile on his face, he asked someone to escort Qin Nanjing and the others out of the house.
He also repeatedly reminded Rong Yubai to go back.
"He's dreaming." Sitting in the carriage, Yan Zhu cursed.
"As soon as the Second Young Master steps even halfway into the Marquis's Mansion, he'll definitely stick to him like a dog-skin plaster, impossible to shake off."
"Madam, please don't be so foolish again. We finally managed to escape from the Annan Marquisate, and we haven't even avenged the late Madam yet."
Yan Zhu and Qin Nanjing have a close relationship, and she knows almost everything except the fact that Chao Xi is a goddess.
"How could that be?" Qin Nanjing patted the somewhat irritable Yan Zhu, "This is just to give them a little peace before the storm."
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