usatvline Chapter 293 Is he not his child? !
Chapter 293 Is he not his child? !
"no!"
"Okay."
Meng Nishang was the first to disagree, but unfortunately Murong Hongyuan had already spoken, and there was nothing she could say to save her.
But she still tried to struggle a few times: "Husband, husband, how could Zhao'er not be your child? Don't you believe in the relationship between us?"
Murong Hongyuan glanced at her, confused: "I only agreed because I believed you. Of course Zhao'er can only be my seed."
Chu Yaoyao: Can't laugh, can't laugh, can't laugh... Hurry up, Chu Yaoyao! Think about the sad thing that happened when your takeaway was stolen and you were hungry all afternoon.
"puff."
The two people who were still pulling at each other looked at Chu Yaoyao who made the sound.
Chu Yaoyao:......
Damn it, I couldn’t hold it back in the end.
"Sorry, please continue."
Murong Zhao glanced at it and looked away.
Chu Yaoyao turned around and helped the woman on the ground up. Gu Nianzhi moved a stool for her to sit down.
[Let’s see if I can get a little more hard work for my hard work...]
Wearing a mask, Chu Yaoyao calmly helped the person sit down and spoke in a voice that only two people could hear: "Ten times."
[...]
[I am willing to do anything for you! ]
"But if someone else spreads this, even if Zhao'er is indeed his biological child, he can't bear it! Rumors are the most terrifying. If they tell you the truth, they will become true, and if they tell you the truth, they will become false. If they are there, they will be blind. It is said that Zhao'er is not his biological son, how can he inherit Prince Duan's palace? How do you want us two to live?"
Chu·Watching the fun·Yaoyao: What? Is that a rumor? That is obviously a prophet!
Murong Hongyuan paused after hearing this, then raised his eyes to look around at the people present.
Chu Yaoyao spread her hands when he looked over, indicating that she didn't hear anything.
"Then why don't you shed blood to recognize your kin? Don't say anything about my mother and concubine. Isn't it just a matter of verification? It will happen soon."
Chu Yaoyao: Oh, it’s Murong Zhao who reacts so quickly.
Murong Hongyuan could only feel the veins on his forehead pulsing. Normally, he would find Meng Nishang cute no matter how unreasonable she was, but now he didn't know why he felt that she was making too much fuss and startling her.
Not as good as Orchid Cistanche.
When that beautiful face with always low eyebrows flashed through Murong Hongyuan's mind, Murong Hongyuan was surprised.
How could he think of her?
But thinking about it carefully, if she was still here, she should be able to help him a lot.
Speaking of which, why did he fall in love with Meng Nishang?
"A blood confession?"
Murong Hongyuan's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden voice from the side.
Murong Hongyuan:......
what happened again?
He finally figured out that the people from Longyue Pavilion were not a good person, and they were just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.
Tsk, it doesn’t matter.
Anyway, in a few days this person will be hung in the dungeon of Prince Duan's Mansion and let them control him.
It's better to coax him a little now. There is still some information that has not been revealed, and this person still has to provide it.
"Does the envoy think it's inappropriate?"
"Of course it's inappropriate. What if someone tampers with it?"
Murong Hongyuan:......
How could he not know his son?
If it wasn't him, who else could it be?
It can't just fall from the sky.
"Then what does the messenger have to say?"
"I heard that Wanhua Temple has a special identification method, why not go to Wanhua Temple?"
Murong Hongyuan frowned and said uncertainly: "But how can this Wanhua Temple be so easy to invite?"
"There's one right at the door."
Murong Hongyuan:? ? ?
"Doorway?"
"If I remember correctly, that person is the Buddhist disciple of Wanhua Temple. If the Buddhist disciple is allowed to take action, it must be fair and just, don't you think so, His Royal Highness?"
Murong Zhao frowned.
He could probably guess his identity from his mother's abnormal reaction.
Isn't he his father's biological child?
An idea gradually emerged in Murong Zhao's mind, and he calmly glanced at his father, who had a dark face at his mother and concubine's unreasonable troubles.
That's really great.
This is really God's will!
Since he is not his father's biological blood, he has nothing to worry about attacking his father.
When Murong Zhao thought of this, he laughed heartily in his heart, but on the surface he still looked determined to win: "Buddha from Wanhua Temple? Okay."
When Yun Jing came in, he felt the strange atmosphere in the room.
"Are you the Buddhist disciple of Wanhua Temple?"
As soon as he heard that person's voice, the suppressed hatred in Yun Jing's heart rose again.
Chu Yaoyao coughed twice.
Yun Jing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and quickly returned to normal.
Chu Yaoyao understood Yun Jing's mood very well. If she was in the same room with her mother-killing enemy and the other person was still alive, it would be a great unfilial act on her part.
"Prince Duan, don't you have any expression?"
Murong Hongyuan always felt that the person in front of him looked familiar:?
"What does it mean?"
"This is the Buddhist disciple of Wanhua Temple. It is not so easy for ordinary people to meet him. Even if an emperor or general meets, he would not dare to be as rude as you, Prince Duan."
Murong Zhao:?
Yun Jing, who is not doing this at all:?
Chu Yaoyao smiled slightly: "Prince Duan, are you ready to declare war on Wanhua Temple?"
If a war is declared against a sect in the world of cultivation, Tianji Pavilion will take action if they are also from the world of cultivation.
But if it were a force like Prince Duan's Mansion...
Murong Hongyuan tightened and loosened his grip on the handrail: "It's my fault. I have admired the name of the Buddha of Wanhua Temple for a long time, and I wanted to ask the Buddha to help us clear up our doubts."
Chu Yaoyao: Actually, I want you to kneel down and kowtow twice to your eldest son.
it's a pity.
If she were alone, she could continue to make up nonsense, but the second senior brother was here, let alone whether the second senior brother was willing or not, Yun Jing would be frightened when he saw the second senior brother saluting with him, right?
Yun Jing understood what Chu Yaoyao meant.
Yun Jing:......
Fortunately, he didn't stand against this person.
The thing Yun Jing used to test his blood relationship was the small tripod that Chu Yaoyao lent him his master.
The things Zhuo Qingci used were always of extraordinary quality, and when the small tripod appeared, almost no one doubted its fairness.
Murong Zhao and Murong Hongyuan each took a drop of blood and dropped it into the small cauldron.
For a moment, the spiritual energy in the room was flying, and the two drops of blood gradually came closer.
There was faint movement outside the house.
Chu Yaoyao raised her eyes and glanced at Murong Zhao, who was calm and composed. He seemed to know that his men had already taken action.
Only Meng Nishang's face turned pale among the people present. She really couldn't figure out why things had reached this point.
Blood blends.
Murong Hongyuan smiled happily.
How could Zhaoer not be his child?
The moment he turned around with a smile, a sword exuding familiar spiritual power penetrated his heart.
The fused blood in the small cauldron slowly separated.
Murong Zhao is not his child.