Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me-Chapter 791 - 811: Not Going to the Medical Hall

"What are you still gawking at? Hurry up and take Xue’er away!"

Murong Hong looked at his four subordinates and bellowed furiously.

"Father, I said, I won’t go to the medical hall. If you really want to force me, then you might as well just kill me. Since my illness hasn’t been cured all this time, waiting another day or two won’t make a difference!"

"I won’t let you threaten me with my own life. Do what you will—kill or carve—as I absolutely refuse to go to the medical hall!" ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Xue’er shouted at her father, her voice laced with a crying tone, clearly struggling to endure her agony.

"You...sigh! You, girl, are driving me mad!"

"I really did not raise such a stubborn daughter!"

Upon hearing Xue’er’s words, Murong Hong shook his head helplessly, yet a cunning smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He knew that Xue’er dared not defy his wishes.

"Since you’re so persistent, then it’s out of your hands! Just stay at home!"

"Anyway, I’ll arrange for your matchmaking. Then I’ll see how you can escape!"

Murong Hong looked at Xue’er, snorted coldly, and said to her before turning to leave.

"Father, wait!"

Xue’er’s complexion turned ashen after hearing Murong Hong’s words. She wanted to stop her father, but it was already too late.

For Murong Hong had already walked out the door.

"My lord, what should we do?"

"Yes, my lord, if things continue like this, I fear our family’s finances will be exhausted. If we exhaust these funds, I fear our family will struggle to survive this crisis!"

"Yes, my lord, why not let Young Master Murong try? Although he’s young, his talent in cultivation is high, and he will surely help us survive this difficulty!"

Just as Murong Hong stepped out of the door, two maidservants hurriedly made suggestions to Murong Hong.

"What do you know? Murong Hong will not agree. Besides, do you think Xue’er is qualified to go to the medical hall?"

"Humph, just based on her? Our family’s pride, the daughter of Murong Hong, is not comparable to ordinary girls!"

"Even if she were to follow the disciples of those major powers, she would have to be their match!"

"Xue’er is absolutely no match for them!"

Hearing the two maidservants’ words, Murong Hong immediately glared at them displeasedly.

"What are you saying? Why wouldn’t Xue’er be a match for them?"

"Xue’er is a rare genius! She has great aptitude and, moreover, is stunningly beautiful. How can you belittle her?"

"Xue’er, let’s go, don’t bother with these servants!"

"Hmph!"

After hearing Xue’er’s words, Murong Hong snorted coldly, his expression extremely somber, and he turned and departed.

Murong Hong sped off to the head of the Murong Family’s courtyard, commanding the several guards inside: "Keep a close watch on Xue’er for me; don’t let her run off. If she does, you can all get lost!"

"Understood, sir!"

The five guards, upon hearing Murong Hong’s words, immediately bowed respectfully in response.

"Mm, go on then!"

"And I want you to have someone follow Xue’er in secret. If there’s any movement, report it to me immediately, got it?"

The guard nodded satisfyingly at the subordinate’s words and added another strict instruction.

"Don’t worry, my lord, I assure you we’ll keep a tight watch on the Miss!"

"Yes, sir!"

The five guards, receiving Murong Hong’s orders, responded in unison and then dispersed to attend to their duties.

Watching the five guards depart, a smug smirk crossed Murong Hong’s eyes. He loved to see Xue’er deflated—seeing her like that always put him in a particularly good mood.

"Murong Xue’er, just stay obediently at home!"

"I won’t let anyone insult you; just wait to marry my son!"

Murong Hong chuckled smugly to himself before he walked away to another place.

"Quickly go and see how the second Miss is doing!"

"I’m worried the master might have hit her!"

"The second Miss’s body is already weak. If she gets injured by the master, she may never be able to practice cultivation again!"

"The master really shouldn’t lay hands on the Miss!"