Chapter 882： intimidated? (2/2)

"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 same age as him."

Rong Fengxu said: "Grandfather, her father Murong Zhe used to be the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital. Haven't you met him?"

"No." The Hou Ning'an shook his head: "I spent a lot of time on the battlefield in the past few years, and I didn't have much time to come back to the capital. Besides, the emperor's grace is so great that even if there are diseases that cannot be solved by the government 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 home."

*

Murong Lingran looked at the person sitting in front of her with lingering fears. Just now, she was walking back with the meat, 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 me, 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 immediately put on a smiley face, and said with a look of flattery: "I found it out? So fast? Who is it?"

(end of this chapter)