The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady
CHAPTER 24 Cold Poison

"You want the money to go to the colosseum to fight dogs?" Murong Xue glanced at him, his voice soft. 

"That's right!" Murong Ye nodded and admitted doubtfully. He had no money on his hands these few days and remained at home bored. He's almost bored to the point of being sick now. 

Murong Xue's gaze hardened and casually said, “It's not that you can't have money, however, there are no free meals in this world. I can't give you this money for free. We have to make an exchange! ” 

This complacent friend. All he knew how to do was battle dogs. Even if he had a lot of money, he would not give it away so easily. 

"What do you want to trade that for?" Murong Ye smiled and asked. As long as the terms were not too harsh, he could agree.

Murong Xue picked up a book on the table and threw it at him, "Memorize all the content in this book and I will give you ten thousand taels." He had picked up the book when he was bored and had only turned 2 pages - much to Murong Ye's comfort. 

Murong Ye caught the book and looked down only to see the two big words on the cover "Analects (of Confucius)". He opened the cover and saw the page filled with complicated terms, until his head felt big. His confident and handsome face immediately turned sour, “Brother, the words on this page look like rows of uniform house flies to me. They don't know me and I don't know them either. Stop making things difficult for me, right? ”

Murong Xue's bright face immediately darkened. How much Murong Ye hated reading books if he used flies to represent words? 

“Then go and find Uncle Hui and have him teach you 10 steps. When you have learned these 10 steps, you can find taking ten thousand taels from me. ” 

Murong Ye did not like to learn from the text then it would be useless even if he forced it. Then let him learn martial arts. Uncle Hui's martial arts skills were not bad and could definitely teach Murong Ye.

Hearing him, Murong Ye frowned even harder and unhappily said, "Uncle Hui only knows how to ask me to do squats, and squats and more squats, when he teaches. I have learned from him for 10 years and he has just finished teaching me the full set of 49 moves. If I had to learn 10 new moves again, it would take another 2 years and I would be bored to death ... ” 

The beautiful Murong Xue and the small face immediately turned black until it almost dripped with ink. Squats are the basics of martial arts. Uncle Hui wanted him to build a good foundation that was why he asked him to do more squats and he actually hated it for being too boring. How stupid!

Uncle Hui used 10 years to teach him 49 steps not because he did not want to teach martial arts but because Murong Ye was lazy and had a weak foundation. Uncle Hui was worried that if he taught too much, it could harm his body ... 

Learning to make headaches; martial arts is exhausting - it's definitely not as easy as a dog fighting. This lazy person really knows how to enjoy life and live it as leisurely as possible. 

But his money was earned through headaches and grueling work - he couldn't expect it to be free time. 

Murong Xue looked up and was just about to lecture him when suddenly a pain appeared in his chest. His bright and small face immediately turned pale with no color and beads of sweat were flowing down his forehead ...

"Sister, what's wrong?" Seeing that something was wrong with him, Murong Ye took a step forward and supported his elbow. The tip of her fingers touched Kate's open wrist and it was cold but hardly temperate. His face instantly turned around, “Your cold poison is in action. Hongxiu, Anmei, hurry up and get the cure! ” 

“ Yes yes! ”Hongxiu and Anmei got used to this situation and repeatedly admitted before rushing to run towards the room. Their polite faces did not reveal a hint of panic. 

Murong Ye took out Murong Xue's handkerchief from near her wrist and gently wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, gently as the wind comforted her, "Sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you'll be fine after taking the medicine!"

"G ..." 

"G ..." 

Two screams rang out one after another. Murong Ye stared towards the source only to see a black man with a black mask running out of Murong Xue's room tightly holding a black wooden box in his arm. 

Anxiang collapsed onto the door, his face as pale white as paper and using all his strength to shout, "Young Master ... He has taken the Young Madam's medicine ..."

Murong Ye's black jade-like eyes immediately narrowed. With a tap of his foot point, a thin silhouette appeared behind the black-skinned man and he raised his palm to hit, "Take medicine!" 

As if the black man had not heard, he stepped aside to dodge Murong Ye's attack and they started fighting. 

Currently, two silhouettes, one black and one blue, leaped up and down, left and right, and fought tightly. The sharp wind from the fight shook the leaves on the tree until it rustled. 

The man in black was an adult man and not bad at martial arts. He was fast, hard and accurate and his every move was loud and unforgiving, clearly having a lot of experience. His movements and body were combined into one.

On the other hand, Murong Ye was young and his martial movements were inexperienced, inflexible and clearly not practiced. Against enemies, he lacked creativity in his use and flexibility and was therefore slowly on the losing side. His movements became messy and the power used was also reduced by half. 

A hasty move rang - it was the housekeeper rushing over. The man in black did not want to continue the battle and his palm hit Murong Ye's chest to seriously injure him and took the opportunity to escape. 

Murong Xue's eyes turned cold and he endured a sky-high level of pain and took out a soft sword at his waist and jumped towards the black-clothed man. After hitting his palm, he continued to wave his sword and in a harsh cold light, pierced several wounds into his left shoulder!

"Hurry, the killer is there. Don't let him go! ”Mansion guards ran to the courtyard and surrounded it. Murong Xue and Murong Ye surrounded the man within the black black front, and he had been seriously injured and definitely could not escape. 

The black-eyed man turned cold and he slapped the black wooden box in his hand. Pa! The beautiful box immediately turned to dust and the porcelain bottles and medicines were slapped into dust as well, and floated to the ground mixed with the brown soil ...

"Fire lotus, fire lotus sister ..." Murong Ye took out a fistful of powder but mixed it with more ground powder, wood and porcelain, with the medicinal powder barely visible. These black eyes instantly turned red and he violently kicked the man into black, and countless fists fell under his body, "Rememberment for our fire lotus ... my sister needs him to save her life ..." 

The black man lowered his head, his hands A stern expression, and did not say a word. 

Murong Xue's entire body was in pain and her throat was dry. He could not help coughing a few times before saying weakly, “Brother, stop hitting him. He was a kamikaze warrior and would not say anything! ”

"Kamikaze Warriors?" Murong Ye stopped and his black eyes narrowed. He grabbed the front of the man in black and angrily said, "Ye Yichen ordered you to steal the fire lotus, right? Don't deny. Other than the household of Prince Jing and the household of the Marquis, no one else knows that my sister has been poisoned with a cold poison and needs a fire lotus to save her life!”