My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



Indeed, the only person that that old man cared about was Duanmu Heng, that bastard!

He was clearly born by the Queen and he was the legitimate son, but that damn old man just couldn't see him. He only had that bastard, Duanmu Heng, and that b*tch, Consort Xian, in his eyes!

His mother was right. Only by getting rid of all the obstacles could he sit in that position!

"In that case, I'll accept it respectfully." Liang Zongxing seemed to think for a moment before replying.

For some reason, Duanmu Chun also invited the members of the Cheng family to stay.

The relay station was very big. Duanmu Chun arranged a courtyard for each of them.

For example, the Liang family had a courtyard, and Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan had the same courtyard.

They were a bit far from each other.

"Ah Yan, what do you think this eldest prince wants to do?" Lu Zijia asked after the maid who led the way left and confirmed that there was no one watching around.

Mu Tianyan pulled her to sit down at the table and shook his head slightly. "I don't know."

Lu Zijia was speechless. Her man's answer was really straightforward!

As if sensing his wife's speechlessness, Mu Tianyan added, "We'll know soon."

Lu Zijia: "…" What was the difference between this and not answering?

However, at this point, it was fine to wait a while longer.

As Mu Tianyan said, they would know soon.

Two hours later.

There was a slight sound on the door of their guest room, as if someone wanted to come in quietly.

However, perhaps the people outside sensed something or changed their minds at the last minute, they gave up on infiltrating and left in two separate directions.

After the two men in black left, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan appeared outside the guest room.

After the two of them looked at each other, they quickly caught up with a man in black, wanting to see what they wanted to do.

The man in black wasn't fast, so Lu Zijia followed him unhurriedly.

However, more than a quarter of an hour later, the man in black was still moving around the relay station like a fly without a target.

Wait, spinning around randomly?

Lu Zijia suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly returned to the original guest room along the way.

However, she didn't see Mu Tianyan.

Lu Zijia's eyelids twitched and a bad feeling rose in her heart.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the front yard of the relay station.

Lu Zijia flashed and quickly rushed to the place where the commotion happened.

When Lu Zijia arrived, the scene was already brightly lit and almost everyone who should have arrived had arrived.

Liang Wenli and her daughter, who were surrounded in the center, were hugging their heads and crying at this moment.

"Boohoo… Mother, I don't want to live anymore. I don't want to live anymore. Boohoo…"

Mo Ya's clothes were messy, and her exposed shoulders and arms had obvious traces of what happened.

At this moment, she was hugging her mother tightly and crying loudly.

And in Liang Wenli's situation, she was also in a sorry state and seemed to have suffered serious injuries.

"It's alright, it's alright. My good daughter, my good daughter! You're my only daughter. What will I do if you don't live?" Liang Wenli cried loudly, her voice full of heart-wrenching pain. It was really unbearable to look at her.

But strangely, no one present comforted the mother and daughter.

Even Liang Zongxing was no exception.