Chapter 882 Scared?
What she didn't know was that on a high-rise building, an old man looked at her figure, stroked his beard leisurely and said, "It's that girl, she looks like an ordinary girl, I didn't expect to be so capable. "
Rong Fengxu said with a smile: "Grandfather, if you are interested in her, why don't you let her co upstairs. For the sake of the Marquis of Ning'an, she will definitely not refuse."
"Will this scare her?"
Mrs. Rong said: "No, she knows , I will invite her, she will definitely agree."
The Marquis of Ning An hesitated for a while, seeing that the person was already far away, and said helplessly: "Today is the first day to sell lychees, she is probably tired, after all, she is your savior, and it is too abrupt to call soone suddenly. Well, forget it."
Mrs. Rong opened her mouth. Seeing that her father had said so, she had to give up.
The Marquis of Ning An saw that his daughter was hesitating to say anything, and said with a smile: "Awan, if you have sothing to talk about, what else can't you say in front of your father?"
Rong Fengxu also turned to look at his own mother.
Mrs. Rong sighed: "I'm afraid that my father will be sad, so let's not talk about it."
"It's okay, I'm a father at an age, and I've experienced everything that should be experienced. Are you still afraid of being sad?"
Madam Rong was helpless and had to say: "When I first saw the child, I thought she and her eldest brother and several of my children had very similar eyebrows and eyes, especially the girl, who was five points similar to
when I was a child, so I doubt... But A Rou also said that their family ca from Donghai Mansion, and they have their own parents..."
The Marquis of Ning An was startled for a mont, because he was far away, he didn't see the child's face clearly just now.
Seeing his father's face, his smile imdiately disappeared, and Mrs. Rong blad herself: "Father, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this."
Ning Anhou thought for a mont, then looked at his grandson: "Fengxu, have you also inquired about their ho?"
"Yes."
"Do you know how old that girl's father is this year?"
Rong Fengxu said: "I happened to read their family's files at the Archives Bureau. It's thirty-five this year."
Ning Anhou murmured, "It's thirty-five, if my poor child is still there, he'll be the sa age as him."
Rong Fengxu said: "Grandfather, her father Murong Zhe used to be the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital. Haven't you t him?"
"No." The Hou Ning'an shook his head: "I spent a lot of ti on the battlefield in the past few years, and I didn't have much ti to co back to the capital. Besides, the emperor's grace is so great that even if there are diseases that cannot be solved by the governnt doctor, they are all envoys from Liuyuan."
"I see."
Mrs. Rong hesitated: "Father, if you want to see them, wouldn't you have a chance soon?"
Ning Anhou turned his head and glanced in the direction Murong Lingran left: "I understand, let's go, go ho."
*
Murong Lingran looked at the person sitting in front of her with lingering fears. Just now, she was walking back with the at, and when she was passing an alley, she was suddenly pulled into the carriage.
Looking at the puffed-up man, Helian Rongjiu smiled and said, "Aren't you always brave? So you're scared?"
Murong snorted coldly, turned his head away, and ignored him.
Helian Rongjiu raised her eyebrows: "If you ignore , then well, I wanted to tell you the origin of the assassin that day, in this case, where are you going, I'll take you there, and you'll get off when you're there. I'll tell you another day when you're in a better mood, how about that?"
Murong Lingran's body froze, and imdiately put on a smiley face, and said with a look of flattery: "I found it out? So fast? Who is it?"
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