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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 475: Visit

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    Chapter 475 Visit

    Xiao Yuesheng and Wang Yuyan got on the boat.

    Seeing Abi slowly picking up the oar, her body swaying and about to fall down at any time, Wang Yuyan hurriedly stretched out her hand and said: "Abi, let me do it, you sit down."

    Abi¡¯s face was pale and pitiful, but she bit her lip and shook her head, forcing a smile: ¡°Girl, who are you, how can you do this?!¡±

    Wang Yuyan said lightly: "You are in such bad health, how can you talk about this?!"

    She reached out to grab the oar, but Abi turned around and avoided it. She shook her head vigorously and said, "It doesn't matter to me. If the young master sees it, he must tell me!"

    Wang Yuyan was startled, her movements froze, and she turned to look at Abi, with a hint of worry on her jade face.

    Abi sighed leisurely: "Although the young master is no longer here, I always feel that he is still looking at me from a distance and has not left me"

    Wang Yuyan hurriedly turned her head, looking worried: "Brother"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said warmly: "It doesn't matter, I just miss you too much and my mind is exhausted."

    After saying that, he put his palm on Abi's vest and channeled a stream of innate energy.

    Abi didn't react in time. As soon as Xiao Yuesheng dropped his palm, her body suddenly softened and she collapsed limply. Her eyes were already closed.

    Wang Yuyan reached out to catch it and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng closed his hands, nodded, and smiled: "It's nothing serious, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

    Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Abi. Her face was pale and dull. Her originally smooth and black hair was slightly yellowed and lost its luster. Her soft lips were chapped, as if she hadn't drank water for two or three days.

    "Alas" Wang Yuyan sighed and said, "Abi is extremely affectionate towards her cousin, and no one can compare with her"

    " Xiao Yuesheng nodded. He knew Abi's thoughts clearly and could only sigh secretly. Murong Fu was so ambitious in reviving the Yan Kingdom that he was too ambitious, but that was also part of his charm. But any woman who fell in love with him would be unfortunate.

    He glanced at Wang Yuyan. She could be so calm and unabashed in front of him. It was obvious that she had stepped out of Murong Fu's shadow.

    Wang Yuyan kept holding Abi, paying attention to the changes in the expression on her face. Her eyes did not blink, she just looked at her lightly and did not speak.

    Xiao Yuesheng didn't say anything. He stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands, looking at the vast lake. A gust of wind blew, his clothes were fluttering, and there was a sound of hunting. It was already windy.

    The boat was pushed backwards gently and was about to hit the rocks on the edge of the lake.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, opened his hands, slowly stretched out his arms, flicked his sleeves back, and the boat shot out quickly.

    Wang Yuyan sank her feet, clung to the boat, and hugged Abi tightly.

    ?? Xiao Yuesheng flicked his boat lightly from time to time, like a sail sailing with the wind. The boat sailed briskly on the lake. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived outside Yanziwu.

    "ßÌàÓ", Abi woke up leisurely, her bright eyes were blank, and she slowly regained her clarity.

    "Abi." Wang Yuyan pushed her gently.

    Abi turned around and looked around, and saw that she was in Wang Yuyan's arms. She struggled and stood up: "Girl, what's wrong with me?"

    "Brother, seeing that you are too tired, let you take a rest." Wang Yuyan said softly, with compassion in her eyes.

    Abi looked at Xiao Yuesheng and said sheepishly: "Mr. Xiao was made to laugh."

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "No need to say more,we have to trouble you to lead the way when we get here."

    He turned around and looked around. There were a large number of people around, but they were hidden in the dark, making it difficult for others to detect them. As expected of the Murong family, their vigilance was extraordinary.

    Abi nodded, bent down to pick up the wood pulp, and rowed gently. The boat floated, but very quickly. It circled three times and twice, passed through several lotus ponds, turned around two waterside pavilions, and came to a large  Stopped in front of the waterside pavilion.

    At this time, Abi looked very good and her face was rosy.

    She turned her head, looked apologetic, and said softly: "Mr. Xiao, miss, please wait a moment, I will go and report to the old lady."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Go."

    A Bi came out in the blink of an eye, followed by four people, but it was Deng Baichuan, Gong Yegan, Feng Bo Ni, Bao Bu Bu Bu, all with serious faces.

    They clasped their fists and saluted, welcoming Xiao Yuesheng and Wang Yuyan.

    Xiao Yuesheng didn't say much, he just clasped his fists in return, letting Wang Yuyan walk in front, and followed him to a room on the east side, where he saw more than a dozen maids standing outside.

    Deng Baichuan turned around and said, "The old lady is also ill. The girl came just in time. Let's go in and have a look."

    Wang Yuyan frowned, sighed, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao YueshengNodding: "I'll wait outside, and Yuyan will go in and give the old lady a good word. It's the right thing to do to express my condolences."

    "Yeah." Wang Yuyan nodded softly and agreed, following Deng Baichuan in.

    "Mr. Xiao, let's go to the hall to talk!" Bao BuTong extended his hand to invite him, his expression respectful.

    He had a lot of grudges with Xiao Yuesheng, but once Xiao Yuesheng saved Murong Fu, he put aside his prejudice and was extremely grateful. He felt that Xiao Yuesheng was open-minded, affectionate and righteous, and a good man.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and followed Gong Ye, but Feng Bo went to the hall next to him.

    Wang Yuyan followed Deng Baichuan inside and came to the house on the east side. As soon as she stepped into the house, the strong smell of medicine hit her nose, making her want to cough.

    ¡°Please¡ª¡± Deng Baichuan bowed again.

    Wang Yuyan nodded lightly and glanced at the four maids in the room. They all lost their smiles and looked serious, filled with a heavy aura.

    She turned east and entered another room. There were two delicate maids standing in front of the bed, serving the people on the bed to drink medicine.

    "Old madam, Miss Wang is here." Deng Baichuan stepped forward and said softly.

    The two delicate maids stepped aside, revealing that the person on the couch was an old woman with silver hair.

    "Old Madam!" Wang Yuyan stepped forward, and what she saw in front of her made her feel sad.

    Old Madam Murong, who was still energetic at first, now has wrinkles on her face, cloudy eyes, and her shiny silver hair is disheveled. She has lost all energy, as if she has aged ten years.

    When she first saw him, she almost didn't dare to recognize him. She was completely different from the original one.

    "Yu Yan" Mrs. Murong pushed away the medicine spoon that the maid held up, took her hand out from under the brocade quilt, slowly raised it, and waved.

    Wang Yuyan took a few steps forward, came to the edge of the couch, and grabbed Old Madam Murong's hand. Her nose felt sour and she couldn't help but shed tears.

    It is so difficult for the old lady to lift her arms, which shows how weak her body is.

    "Oh, don't cry!" Old Madam Murong sighed, with soft eyes and a kind expression, she shook her head: "Yuyan, you are a good child. I originally wanted you to be my granddaughter-in-law, but unfortunately, things in the world are not as good as human beings.  Mind¡­¡­"

    "Old Madam" Wang Yuyan lowered her head, her tears falling on the brocade quilt and seeping in, leaving circular marks.

    She didn¡¯t want to be the mistress of the Murong family at first, but it was a pity that the falling flowers were careless and the flowing water was ruthless, which led to this.

    Old Madam Murong looked kindly, patted her beautiful hand, and tried to cheer herself up: "Don't cry, don't cry, life or death, it's not a big deal. The only thing I can't worry about is the Murong family!  Now that Fu'er is gone, we  The Murong family will also fall apart!"

    "No, there are Brother Deng and the others" Wang Yuyan shook her head quickly, wiped the corners of her eyes, and raised her head.

    "They can't do it," Old Madam Murong shook her head: "Once my old lady dies, there will be no one in the Murong family, so they can only disperse"

    Wang Yuyan was silent, unable to think of anything to refute. What the old lady said was true. With no one in the Murong family, Brother Deng and the others had no one to loyal to them, so they naturally had to leave.

    The huge Murong family, North Qiao Feng and South Murong, are famous and prestigious, but they will eventually fall into ashes. Things in the world are changing so impermanently!

    "Cough cough cough cough" Old Madam Murong suddenly coughed, her body hunched into a ball, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs.

    A maid hurriedly took the handkerchief and put it to Mrs. Murong's mouth. The old lady took it and covered her mouth tightly.

    She coughed violently, her body trembled, her face turned red, and the veins on her temples stood out, as if they might burst at any time.

    Wang Yuyan was startled and reached out to tap Old Madam Murong's back with a worried expression.

    She also grew up in front of Mrs. Murong since she was a child. She has always been amiable and kinder than her mother.

    Now, she is like this. She feels sour in her heart and doesn't know what to do.

    The coughing slowly stopped, and Old Madam Murong balled up the handkerchief and held it in her hand.

    Wang Yuyan asked hurriedly: "Old madam, are you feeling better?"

    "Huhhuh, okay" Old Madam Murong gasped, her red face gradually calmed down and returned to normal.

    A little maid reached out to take the old lady's handkerchief and put it into the porcelain jar next to the couch. Wang Yuyan glanced at it and saw that the handkerchief was dyed red and had blood on it!
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