THE EVIL PRINCE AND HIS PRECIOUS WIFE
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 stayed at home out of boredom. 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 do an exchange!”

This complacent man. All he knows how to do is dog fighting. Even if he had a lot of money, he wouldn't give it away so easily.

"What do you want to trade it 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 contents of this book and I will give you ten thousand taels." He had picked up the book when he was bored and had just flipped 2 pages – a lot for the comfort of Murong Ye.

Murong Ye caught the book and looked down only to see the two big words on the cover of "Analects (Confucius)". He opened the cover and saw the page filled with complicated terms, until his head felt like it was growing. His confident and handsome face instantly turned sour, “Kak, the words on this page look like a row of uniform 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 hate would Murong Ye read a book 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 me and take 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 pitifully 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 a complete set of 49 moves. If I had to learn 10 new moves again, it would take another 2 years and I would be bored half to death.

Murong Xue's beautiful and small face immediately turned black to the point of almost dripping ink. Squats are the foundation of martial arts. Uncle Hui wanted him to build a good foundation, which 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 would harm his body…

Learn to make headaches. Martial arts is tiring – this is definitely not as relaxed as a fighting dog. This slacker really knows how to enjoy life and live it as casually as possible.

But his money was earned through headaches and exhausting work – he couldn't hope it became free time.

Murong Xue looked up and was just about to lecture him when suddenly a sharp pain appeared in his chest. Her bright and small face immediately turned colorless pale and beads of sweat were flowing down her forehead…

"Sister, what's wrong?" Seeing that something was wrong with him, Murong Ye took a step forward and propped up his elbow. The tip of his finger touched his open wrist and felt cold but barely medium. Her face instantly changed, “. Hongxiu, Anmei, hurry up and grab the cure!”

"Yes yes!" Hongxiu and Anmei were already used to this situation and repeatedly admitted before hurriedly running towards the room. Their polite faces did not show the slightest 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 like the wind comforting her, "Sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you'll be fine after taking the medicine!"

"Well…"

"Well…"

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

Anxiang collapsed to the door, his reserved face as 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 knock on the tip of his foot, a skinny silhouette appeared behind the man in black and he raised his palm to hit, "Wear the medicine!"

As if the man in black did not hear, he stepped aside to avoid Murong Ye's attack and they started fighting.

Currently, two silhouettes, one black and one blue, skipped around, left and right, and fought tightly. The strong 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 arts movements were inexperienced, inflexible and clearly untrained. Against the enemy, he lacked creativity in his use and flexibility and was thus slowly on the losing side. His movements became messy and the power used was also reduced by half.

Hastily step reads – it is the housekeeper who rushes. The man in black did not want to continue the battle and his palm hit Murong Ye's chest to seriously injure him and take the opportunity to escape.

Murong Xue's eyes turned cold and she endured the sky-high pain and took out a soft sword at her waist and jumped towards the man in black. After hitting his palm, he continued to swing his sword and in a harsh cold light, piercing a few wounds on his left shoulder!

“Quickly, the killer is there. Don't let him get away!” The guards of the mansion ran into the courtyard and surrounded it. Murong Xue and Murong Ye surrounded the man in black clothes ahead, and he was severely injured and definitely could not escape.

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

"Fire Lotus, sister fire lotus ..." Murong Ye scooped up a handful of powder but mixed it with more earth, wood and porcelain powder, with the medicinal powder barely visible. These black eyes immediately turned red and he violently kicked the man in black, and countless fists mercilessly fell under his body, "Compensate our fire lotus ... my sister needs him to save her life ..."

The man in black lowered his head, his expression was firm, and did not say a word.

Murong Xue's entire body was in a lot of pain and her throat was dry. He could not help coughing a few times before weakly saying, “Brother, stop hitting him. He is a kamikaze warrior and will 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 who instructed 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!”