Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu asked Bao BuTong and Feng BoE to prepare a large gift, and also brought several pots of expensive camellias that he had specially brought from Dali.

What Murong Fu had to do today was not just as simple as visiting Mrs. Wang.

Because Mrs. Wang did not allow men to come to the house, it was Mrs. Wang who was particularly kind to Murong Fu for visiting her. Murong Fu did not let Bao BuTong and Feng BoE follow him. He just asked a few maids and Abi to bring gifts and then punted all the way there. In front of Mantuo Villa.

Mrs. Wang still looked indifferent, but there was a bit of warmth in her expression, unlike the iceberg-like repulsion she had last time.

"Reinstated, how did you handle last night's incident?" Mrs. Wang took a sip of tea and asked.

Murong Fu bowed deeply and said, "Thank you aunt for helping me. If it weren't for aunt this time, my nephew's Yanziwu would have been demolished and only the swallow's nest would be left."

Mrs. Wang chuckled: "You kid, your martial arts skills are not very good, but you have a slippery tone."

Murong Fu said: "Auntie is joking. I came here this time because I have a gift for my auntie."

Mrs. Wang asked curiously: "Oh, do you have any treasures that you want to give to your aunt?"

Murong Fu clapped his hands and signaled his entourage to bring the camellias.

Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up, and she saw several pots of camellias vying for beauty in front of her. They were extraordinary at first sight. Mrs. Wang was not proficient in camellias, but she still had some basic vision after years of immersion in them.

Mrs. Wang looked at this pot and then that pot. She was so happy that she forgot the existence of Murong Fu. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and murmured to herself: "He said he wanted to plant a pot with camellias with me." place"

Her beautiful eyes were hazy, vaguely filled with tears.

"Aunt, aunt"

Murong Fu called repeatedly, and Mrs. Wang woke up from a dream and said quickly: "Ah, Fu Guan, these pots of camellias you brought are very good. Auntie, I like them very much. It's rare that you are so wholehearted. What are their names?"

So Murong Fu introduced them one by one, which pot was called "Eighteen Scholars", which pot was called "Beauty Face" and which pot was called "Eight Drunken Immortals". After all the introductions, Mrs. Wang's vision was opened and she praised them repeatedly.

Finally, Mrs. Wang asked: "How did you get these camellias that are so valuable that they are difficult to reinstate?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Reporting to my aunt, my nephew selected these from the Royal Garden of Dali Palace and Zhennan Palace."

As soon as the words "Zhennan Prince's Mansion" came out, Mrs. Wang's whole body felt like she was electrocuted and she said "ah".

"Prince Zhennan's Mansion, you went to Prince Zhennan's Mansion?" Mrs. Wang's voice was already trembling.

"Yes, speaking of which, the most precious ones among them were those selected by King Zhennan who ordered his eldest son to accompany his nephew?" Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Ah, does he have a son? Yes, it's been so many years." Mrs. Wang was lost, immersed in memories and couldn't help herself.

"Aunt, aunt?" Murong Fu asked with concern.

"Ah, reinstatement, what did you just say?" Mrs. Wang seemed to be waking up from a dream.

"My aunt looks quite bad. Could it be that she doesn't like these pots of camellias?"

"Ah, no, my aunt likes it very much. You have done a good job in reinstatement. Thank you, thank you." Mrs. Wang said at the end, her voice almost choked with sobs.

"You just said that you went to Zhennan Prince's Mansion?"

After her emotions calmed down a little, Mrs. Wang asked Murong Fu again.

"Yes, the old man, King Zhennan, personally received his nephew." Murong Fu said respectfully.

"Have you met King Zhennan? Is he okay now?" Mrs. Wang asked in a trembling voice.

"Reporting to my aunt, King Zhennan is full of energy, profound in martial arts, and has the qualifications to be a king, but"

Murong Fu deliberately said half a sentence without continuing.

"It's just what it is, tell me quickly." Mrs. Wang said urgently.

"It's just that my nephew, Guan Zhennan Wang, seems to have a sad expression on his face."

"Why is this so sad?" Mrs. Wang asked curiously.

"This nephew doesn't know." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"This heartless man, will he also look sad?" Mrs. Wang felt sad.

"However, there was a camellia in Queen Zhennan's garden that was very beautiful. My nephew wanted to bring it back to his aunt, but King Zhennan refused to part with it. He said that even if my nephew moved away all the camellias in the palace, it would be fine, except for that one. Plants should never be given away." Murong Fu added.

"Oh? What kind of exotic flowers and species make a prince like Zhennan so reluctant to part with him?" Mrs. Wang was very curious.

Murong Fu replied: "The King of Zhennan said that the camellia plant was cultivated by him and an old friend. The name is "Evergreen under the Moon". It is a very strange name, but my nephew has never imagined why. The King of Zhennan is so reluctant to give up."

As he spoke, Murong Fu slowly shook his head, looking very puzzled.

Then he secretly glanced at Mrs. Wang, and saw that her eyes were dim with tears, as if she was trapped in memories and couldn't extricate herself. Murong Fu called out several times before Mrs. Wang choked and said: "Reinstatement, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, Yu Yan In the back garden, you go find her."

Murong Fu said respectfully: "Yes, my nephew will leave first."

Murong Fu walked out of the living room and let out a sigh of relief.

After all, lying to others is still a bit of psychological pressure for Murong Fu now.

He indeed selected the camellias from the Royal Garden of Dali Palace and Zhennan Palace, but he did not see Duan Zhengchun at all. Everyone in the palace said that Duan Zhengchun was out for something and had not been back for a few days. Duan Yu was with him the whole time. Murong Fu.

The reason why I made up such a story is not only to clear up Mrs. Wang's heart, but also to pave the way for what I want to do next.

When Murong Fu came to the back garden, he saw a beautiful figure in the garden with its back to him. The delicate and timid figure looked heartbreaking. Who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Yuyan?

Murong Fu deliberately slowed down and walked toward the other party. When he reached behind him, he gently opened his hands and hugged the other party.

Wang Yuyan was startled by this sudden attack, and just as she was about to struggle, a gentle voice sounded in her ears: "Cousin, it's me."

Wang Yuyan stiffened, then turned around in surprise: "Cousin, it's really you!"

After a heartfelt exchange of affection, Wang Yuyan shyly leaned on Murong Fu's shoulder and asked, "Cousin, has my mother ever lost her temper with you this time you came here?"

Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan lovingly and said, "No, my aunt asked me to come find you."

"Then, then you and mother have spoken, spoken to." Wang Yuyan's little face flushed crimson and she fiddled with her belt nervously. The remaining half of the sentence came to her lips but she couldn't say it anyway.

Murong Fu gently smoothed Wang Yuyan's hair hanging on her shoulders and said with a smile, "I will propose to my aunt about our engagement tomorrow."

"Ah" The huge feeling of happiness made Wang Yuyan feel a little dizzy. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak. She just lay quietly in Murong Fu's arms.

Murong Fu got up early and then brought Wang Yuyan to greet Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help but joked: "Why, you two are here to marry me before you are married?"

Wang Yuyan was so embarrassed that she immediately hid behind Murong Fu, not daring to face her mother directly.

Murong Fu saluted respectfully and said to Mrs. Wang: "Aunt, my nephew is here this time for a very important matter. I hope my aunt will agree to it."

Mrs. Wang teased: "What made you, a busy man who is rarely seen, send you gifts and stay at my village all night before saying anything? You don't want to marry Yu Yan, right?" "

Murong Fu quickly replied: "What my aunt said is exactly what my nephew is thinking. This time my nephew came here to discuss with my aunt about getting engaged to Yuyan."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wang's hand holding the tea cup visibly trembled. After Murong Fu came back, Wang Yuyan held on to Murong Fu's sleeves without letting go, as if she could avoid being seen by her mother.

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly: "Huh, that's a nice thought. Why do you marry my Yuyan?"

Murong Fu said: "With my sincerity, I am willing to protect Yu Yan for the rest of her life."

Murong Fu looked into Mrs. Wang's eyes with sincerity.

Just kidding, who would let down a girl who sheds tears for you, is obedient to you, and looks like a fairy sister?

"Sweet words, men are all like that, none of them are good!"

Mrs. Wang said disdainfully.

"Mom, my cousin is not that kind of person!" Wang Yuyan saw that her lover was robbed by her mother one after another, and she hurriedly defended Murong Fu.

"Nonsense, do you have the right to speak?"

Mrs. Wang scolded her, and Wang Yuyan had no choice but to retreat behind Murong Fu aggrievedly. Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan lovingly and comforted the beauty in a low voice.

Seeing her daughter's elbows turning outward crazily, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly inwardly.

Then she said quietly: "Reinstatement, to be honest, as Yuyan's mother, I really don't want Yuyan to marry you from the bottom of my heart."

Murong Fu said nothing.

After a while, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but said: "Aren't you curious about why?"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "My nephew probably knows what my aunt is thinking."

"Oh, that's interesting. Then tell me, why?"

Murong Fu was silent for a moment and said: "Auntie is afraid that I will be involved in Fu Yan's great cause in the future, and Yu Yan will be implicated if she follows me."

Wang Yuyan said eagerly: "Cousin."

Mrs. Wang scolded: "That's right! I just can't understand this. Generation after generation, how many people, how many years have passed in your Murong family, you are still dreaming of your unrealistic emperor's dream! Your father is like this, you It's the same! Over the years, the Murong family and the Wang family have spent a lot of money and suffered a lot for your family's big dream. Have you ever thought about this? Do you really think your father was doing it behind closed doors in Yanziwu? Doesn’t anyone know about those little tricks? No, it wasn’t the two companies that joined forces and worked hard to build it!

Do you really think that your mother and I were at odds over some trivial matter? Let me tell you, I am afraid that when you face the disaster of extermination in the future, your blood will be splashed on my Wang family! "

Mrs. Wang slammed the table and the tea splashed all over the floor.