After giving the order, he continued to comfort Murong Qingyun: "You know what kind of person Qian Yeying is. I heard that your five sisters returned to the Marshal's Mansion, and I have asked about their situation three times.
Considering what happened at Wanshou Temple that day, he's probably already had his eye on the Marshal's daughter. Even if you have a beautiful woman in your house, can you guarantee Xiao'er will always be with you?
There are so many guests attending his birthday party this time. I guarantee he's planning to use your sisters to trade with other countries. Xiao'er claimed to be ill today and couldn't leave the house. Could she be sick forever?
If Qian Yeying saw her appearance, and if he made her a princess and married her off to another country, all our efforts would be in vain.
"Tell me, are you willing to keep her under our noses and marry her to Qian Yeming, and then we will find a way to make him impotent, let him die, and finally you can take Xiao'er back. Or are you willing to marry her to another country and let her become a useless chess piece?"
Murong Qingyun was fuming but had no place to vent his anger. He punched the wall beside him, smashing a hole in it, and growled, "She's your daughter. You're the Grand Marshal after all! Why can't we even protect a woman?"
Murong Qingyu looked at his son with heartache and sighed deeply.
"No matter how great my rank is, or how much military power I possess, I am still a slave. Only when you become the master yourself will you be qualified to protect whoever you wish to protect. Do you understand?"
A quarter of an hour later, Murong Xiao went out wearing a royal blue dress.
This dress was specially made for Murong Xiao by Murong Qingyun at Nuanyunfang at a high price. When Murong Xiao appeared at the main gate of the Marshal's Mansion, exclamations of surprise were heard from the people everywhere.
Murong Qingyun stood at the entrance of the Marshal's Mansion, intending to personally escort Murong Xiao to her sedan chair and explain things to her. However, when he saw the woman who was even more beautiful than the rosy clouds, he froze.
Even Murong Qingyu was stunned by Murong Xiao for a moment. After a brief moment of distraction, a touch of joy rose in his heart.
Qian Yeming, no matter how picky you are, you can't escape from the palm of my hand tonight!
When Murong Qingyun came out of her amazement and was about to step forward to help, she received an angry glare from Murong Xiao. She shook off Murong Qingyun's hand and jumped lightly, without even having the step stool ready, Murong Xiao jumped onto her own carriage.
As soon as the car curtain was lowered, the woman who had been angry just now suddenly smiled in a good mood.
"Lift the sedan!"
Following a high-pitched voice, the scenery began to slowly shift. Watching the changing scenery before her, thinking about seeing Qian Yeming soon, Murong Xiao raised the corners of her lips in a smile that she didn't want to hide.
I haven't seen him for five days. I wonder if he's still having these random thoughts? I wonder if he's eating and sleeping well.
I hope that when I see him tonight, he will have gained a little weight and look a little better.
If her calculations were correct, she would be able to marry him in a month. By then, she would have to find a way to help him recuperate and gain weight.
*********************Join Hands with Each Other************************
The setting sun shone obliquely from the western sky, casting a hazy rose-hue over everything on the ground. Across the vast, blazing, magnificent sky, the evening clouds resembled three-dimensional sculptures, layer upon layer, slowly tumbling and shifting.
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