AWB Chapter 364 Who is this person?
Chapter 364 Who is this person?
Yu Lihan was anxious for Murong Yanhui to detoxify him. After taking Murong Yanhui's blood, he quickly left the palace. However, Murong Yanhui didn't seem to care too much. After Yu Lihan left, he tapped the table with his index finger and whispered, "Changkong!"
"My subordinate is here!"
"Go and inform the young master to go to the Beauty House for a gathering."
"Yes!"
Changkong disappeared from Murong Yanhui's sight. Murong Yanhui stood up and placed his slender fingers on his chest. "Poisoned? I haven't heard that word in years. But, life is full of joy. It's more important to see Lili first."
The Beauty House was still bustling with activity. As the music began, the lights in the entire "Beauty House" gradually dimmed. At the same time, a tall figure slowly walked into the "Beauty House". Without turning around, his emerald eyes swept across the stage before he whispered, "Will she come today?"
The butler-like man beside him nodded and said, "This is exactly where I found out. I heard that the prince's wife is extremely intelligent and very familiar with various strange things. She also seems to have some kind of destiny, so she has some complicated relationship with Murong Yanhui and Murong Cheng."
The blue-eyed man frowned slightly upon hearing this and lowered his head and said, "What prince's consort? Doesn't she have a name? Yu Qingli!"
"Yes." The butler bowed his head even more, but there were ripples in his heart. The master has always been indifferent and has never cared about anyone or anyone. Why would he suddenly say such words today?
The housekeeper was suspicious and couldn't help but look up at the blue-eyed man again, but saw that he was concentrating on looking at the graceful figure on the stage, with his brows furrowed even tighter.
The atmosphere in the private room on the second floor was warm. Murong Yanhui was holding a teacup in her hand, sipping tea carefully, while Yu Qingli was holding Murong Yue and watching the performance. She felt it was a pity that she didn't see the end the last time she came.
"Mother, is this the 'mountain ghost' you made up?" Murong Yue asked while lying in Yu Qingli's arms.
Yu Qingli asked in return: "What does Yue'er think?"
"Yue'er thinks the girl on the stage isn't dancing well," Murong Yue said seriously. "The 'Mountain Ghost' is beautiful, but also otherworldly. That girl's dancing is too ugly. She doesn't resemble the otherworldly 'Mountain Ghost' at all."
Yu Qingli chuckled at the words and reached out to scratch the tip of Murong Yue's nose, but her eyes swept towards Murong Yanhui, "Do you know what 'mountain ghost' is? Stop just parroting people all day long."
Murong Yue was exposed by Yu Qingli and immediately slid into Murong Yanhui's arms, "Dad, I told you that Mom is not easy to fool."
Murong Yanhui was stunned, unable to recover for a moment. Murong Yue frowned. What happened to Daddy today? He asked him to coax Mom out, but he just sat there in silence.
Yu Qingli's gaze also fell on Murong Yanhui. He has always been unruly and romantic, but why does he seem a little listless today? Is he worried about something?
Murong Yue stretched out her chubby little hand and pulled Murong Yan back, raising her voice and saying, "Daddy, Mommy says you're talking nonsense!"
Murong Yanhui finally came to her senses and resumed her usual carefree demeanor. "Little thing, your mother was talking about you! But Lili, it's only natural for Yue'er to imitate you. I'm telling the truth. None of the beauties in this 'Beauty Shop' dance as beautifully as you."
Yu Qingli remained silent upon hearing this. This was also her first time to see the complete "Mountain Ghost" performance at the "Beauty House". It was indeed a little different from her own performance. It could only be said that it was similar in appearance, but not in spirit.
Seeing this, Murong Yanhui didn't say anything else, only keeping his eyes on the performance in the middle of the stage. However, Murong Yue quietly leaned over to his ear and asked, "Daddy, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so absent-minded?"
"Do you know what absent-mindedness is? Let's see your performance, little thing."
Murong Yue was in trouble and simply stopped talking, muttering to herself, "That's just how it is. Don't think I don't understand."
Yu Qingli suddenly found it funny when looking at the two of them, but seeing that Murong Yanhui did look like he was worried about something, she was about to ask, but stopped herself when the words came to her lips. Since Murong Yanhui did not say anything on his own initiative, maybe he did not want her to know.
Yu Qingli stared at the first floor and suddenly saw a familiar figure. She frowned slightly, stood up and walked to the balcony. Although there was a bamboo curtain between them, she could still see his face clearly.
Why is he here?
Just as Yu Qingli was beginning to have doubts, the man on the first floor turned around as if he had sensed something, and happened to meet Yu Qingli's gaze.
Their eyes met, and for a moment Yu Qingli felt as if she had touched upon some clue, and as if she had fallen into some trap. However, the expression of the blue-eyed man, which had not changed for a thousand years, changed again. The corners of his thin lips curled up slightly, bringing out a faint smile.
Yu Qingli felt a sudden shock in her heart. She turned back to look at Murong Yan and asked, "Does the young uncle know this person?"
Since marrying Murong Feng, Yu Qingli rarely took the initiative to talk to Murong Yanhui. Now seeing Yu Qingli taking the initiative to talk to her, Murong Yanhui immediately jumped to Yu Qingli's side. At first glance, she saw the blue-eyed man staring at Yu Qingli, and Murong Yanhui's mood immediately became bad.
"Lili knows this person?"
Yu Qingli shook her head. "I just thought this person looked strange, but he also had an extraordinary demeanor, so I asked."
Murong Yanhui finally breathed a sigh of relief. "These people are Persian merchants. Their eyes are green. Perhaps because of the recent arrival of the Persian envoy, they also took advantage of it and brought a lot of goods to sell."
"He doesn't look like a businessman to me." Yu Qingli said, "First of all, his clothes. Although he wears low-key clothes, the fabric is embedded with gold and silver threads, and the patterns are all carefully embroidered. Secondly, the servants around him are always by his side and are extremely vigilant. Their temples are all high and bulging, which shows that they are very good at both internal and external martial arts. Ordinary young masters of merchant families, no matter how rich they are, don't have servants like this, right? Finally, look at the butler-like person beside him. He is very good at dancing with long sleeves and knows how to advance and retreat. I wonder which butler in Canghe Country has such knowledge and taste?"
Murong Yan was furious when he heard Yu Qingli praising this stranger so much. He glanced at the blue-eyed man a few more times and said, "Lili, what's wrong with you? I think he's just an average guy. How can he be as good as you say? He's just been pampered and has gradually developed a sense of superiority."
"Will it?" Yu Qingli asked subconsciously, her voice too low to be heard.
"Could it have something to do with us again? It is Murong Cheng who is responsible for receiving the Persian envoy this time." Murong Yanhui sat back in the chair lazily.
Yu Qingli was shocked when she heard this. She remembered very clearly that Murong Feng was responsible for this matter before. Could it be that after her rebirth, the past in her memory has become more and more different from the present?
Yu Qingli thought to herself and couldn't help asking, "Why isn't Murong Feng in charge of this?"
Murong Yanhui felt jealous upon hearing this, feeling that Yu Qingli was truly preoccupied with Murong Feng's affairs. He immediately said unhappily, "Originally, it was his, but he went to ask the Emperor, saying that since it was the Crown Prince of Persia who was visiting, it was naturally the Crown Prince who should come forward to receive him. He, the eldest prince, was not legitimate, and if he went to receive the Persian envoy, it would be disrespectful. After hearing this, the Emperor changed the matter and let Murong Cheng take charge."
Murong Yanhui said, and glanced at Yu Qingli who seemed to be thinking about something, "It's rare that Murong Feng still has some self-awareness this time."
Yu Qingli shook her head, "Murong Feng is indeed better at socializing than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Yu Qingli was speaking the truth. Murong Feng was indeed very well-connected in the outside world. Otherwise, Murong Shiling would not have assigned him as a reception envoy. However, Murong Yanhui had already been jealous, and after hearing Yu Qingli's words, he felt even more that Yu Qingli was obsessed with Murong Feng. So he just snorted coldly without answering.
Yu Qingli was preoccupied with her own thoughts and didn't notice Murong Yanhui's bad mood at all, which made Murong Yanhui even more unhappy.
Murong Yue looked at Yu Qingli, then at Murong Yanhui, and immediately hugged Murong Yanhui's neck and asked, "Prince Father, that person's eyes are green. Does he also see green?"
Murong Yanhui only looked at Yu Qingli, hoping that Yu Qingli would notice him, but Yu Qingli did not respond for a long time. He stood up in anger and stuffed Murong Yue into Yu Qingli's arms, saying sullenly: "Ask your all-knowing mother about this question!"
Murong Yan replied and slammed the door and left.
Yu Qingli finally came back to her senses, looked at Murong Yue and asked, "What's wrong with your father now?"
Murong Yue rolled her eyes upon hearing this, and sighed, propping her cheek against her chest. "Mom, you're so smart, how come you don't understand what Prince Dad is thinking?"
Yu Qingli was stunned for a moment before she said, "The show is almost over and you're still not watching it. Wasn't it you who insisted on coming out to watch it?"
Murong Yue immediately knew that her stepfather's mother was also angry and embarrassed. She immediately fell silent and climbed to the balcony alone to watch carefully through the bamboo curtain.
Murong Yanhui slammed the door and walked out angrily without even looking in the direction. She originally thought that Yu Qingli would chase her out, or at the very least Murong Yue would chase her out, but after walking and stopping for a long time, she didn't even see a hair of Murong Yue.
Murong Yanhui became more and more angry, thinking that he always considered Yu Qingli in everything, but she treated him like this. The more Murong Yanhui thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to drag Murong Feng over and beat him up immediately. He turned around and punched the tree next to him to vent his anger, but who would have thought that Murong Yanhui changed his angle when he turned around, and he saw a familiar figure from the gap in the rockery behind the tree.
"Murong Feng?" Murong Yanhui sneered, "You're truly my good nephew. Are you just going to let me beat you up?"
Murong Yanhui was thinking about this as she circled around the rockery, but suddenly she heard Murong Feng say in a deep voice, "How dare you keep me waiting for so long?"