Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 29 MILFs

Ye Qingluan clapped her hands, "Look!"

Cui Qian immediately cast a basin of cold water, "She just had a motive, but she didn't do it."

He raised his eyes quietly, "My mother saw the clues to his thoughts, and was strictly ordered by my mother to stop him..."

Ye Qingluan: "!"

With his words, Mrs. Cui's suspicion was removed.

But how could she be easily persuaded by him with such a few words?What if he was deliberately partial?
"Cui Sizhi, evidence."

Cui Qian's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly: "Among the two servants who were most injured, one is her own nephew."

"She has never been married in her life, and she will rely on this nephew when she comes to Japan to take care of her, and to sacrifice after her death."

Ye Qingluan thought about it for a while, and then decided to follow the good advice.

Anyway, she didn't find anything in Qian's bedroom.

"Does Sanlang have any other ideas?" She waved her sleeves, "Wu Niang is Sanlang's first wife, in the final analysis, this case has to be solved by Sanlang."

But he didn't say anything, instead he turned around and took a roll of paper from the bookshelf.Spread out, eyes drooping.

Ye Qingluan followed suit.

"Hey? Isn't this my slave's graffiti?"

What Cui Qian unfolded turned out to be the portrait she painted for the five young ladies of the Li family!
Cui Qian raised his eyes to look at her, and seemed to be sighing, "Graffiti? Xi Niangzi's own description is quite vivid."

He's saying that she doesn't draw well!

"What is a crow, I can paint Zhang Fei!"

Cui Qian bowed his head.

From Ye Qingluan's point of view, there seemed to be a slight——smile?
"But it's really similar." He looked up very quickly and with the usual expression.

"Hey?"

Ye Qingluan thought to himself, son, what kind of logic do you have?Are you contradicting yourself?
Cui Qian hung his fingertips on the painting and drew a circle, "Likeness and beauty are not the same thing."

Ye Qingluan immediately thought of Picasso.

In her opinion, Master Bi's abstract art is not a good-looking one, but it is so real.

She also nodded, "Yes. Resemblance in spirit is higher than similarity in form. What I pursue is resemblance in spirit."

Cui Qian lowered his head again.

She couldn't help muttering in her heart: Laugh if you want to laugh, you won't be afraid to hold back so much.

He raised his head again, placed a good piece of paper, and went to grind the ink himself.

"... Xi Niangzi, please give me a new calligraphy."

"Huh?" She couldn't help but hooked her head to look into his eyes, "San Lang really wants me to paint Zhang Fei?"

Staring at him from this angle, he finally stared at the uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xi Niangzi painted the blue mist in the cabin yesterday."
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"Oh, so it's this one."

She thought about it, but still frowned, "Fog is the most difficult to draw, I'm afraid I can't draw it."

Just kidding, this kind of ink painting is the most difficult to paint the semi-transparent fog, okay?

Cui Qian's eyes were much calmer, "It's okay, just continue to look like one."

"Oh." She said to herself, she is good at this.

She shook the brush and drew a wavy line.

"That's how it was first."

Draw another circle.

"And then it became like this."

Cui Qian frowned.

"So, it's like some kind of snake?"

She thought for a while, "It's not an entity. Mirage, Cui Sizhi, have you heard? It's similar to that."

Cui Qian stared at her with a slightly cold gaze, "...Isn't this exactly the same as the long whip in Miss Xi's hands?"
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"Hey?"

Cui Qian's idea was quite strange, she was a little surprised, but it made sense in retrospect.

She is a bone whip, which is said to be made of a whole spine.

But as for what kind of spine it is, and why the master used such a weapon for her, then she doesn't know—because it was already like this when she wore it.

Asking Cui Qian to say this, she couldn't help but seriously guess—could it be that her whip was a whole snake bone?

Get a snake bone for the female disciple to make a whip... Hey, the master really has strange bones.

She also squinted at Cui Qian, "Isn't Cui Sizhi going to suspect my slave again?"

Cui Qian sighed silently, "...If it were you, how could Wu Niang come back alive?"

Ye Qingluan hurriedly applauded, "Cui Sizhi is really the master of Qingtian!"

Cui Qian: "However, this mist in turn proves that Mother Qian did not do this. How could she have the ability to attract this evil thing?"

She could only nod her head, "Sanlang is right. I'm stuck here too."

"Even the fog, only you, Xi Niangzi, can see it." Cui Qian said slowly again.
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She was shocked, "How could it be?! Everyone on the boat saw it, and so did Wu Niang!"

Cui Qian shook his head, "That's right, they saw the fog sealing the river, but neither Cui Min nor Wu Niang saw this in your eyes." Cui Qian pointed at the ones she drew.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

She probably understood that what Cui Nan and Li Wuniang saw was fog, not an evil thing that could gather into shape.

She bit her lip, and decided to ask first: "So, Cui Si came straight down and asked me how I could see it, right?"

Then she really can't explain it.

For a child of a family who does not practice Xuanmen, the matter of Xuanmen is completely two worlds.

Unexpectedly, Cui Qian shook his head, "No. I'm not surprised that Xi Niangzi is like this."

Then only she was surprised.

"Then...why aren't you surprised?"

Cui Qian glanced at her quietly, "I checked your 'hand status'."

Ye Qingluan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Cui Sizhi, are you checking me?!"
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"Hand certificate" is the document submitted by the registration account.It is equivalent to the original page for the common people to register their household registration for their families.

Cui Qian's expression was indifferent, "...your father is a grave keeper, you lived with your father in the tomb since you were young, and your playmate when you were young was the will-o'-the-wisp."

Ye Qingluan also coughed twice, "I didn't want to be known...but since I can't hide it from Cui Si, then I won't hide it."

This identity is actually fake.

She took Mu Youzi and escaped from Yueshan Mountain, fearing that someone would chase and kill her, so she needed to change her identity.But Datang's household registration management is quite strict. If she doesn't have a household registration, she simply can't move a single step.

Not daring to stay in a hotel or enter the village, she took Mu Youzi to hide in the cemetery.

There, I met the old man guarding the grave.

The old man is lonely and seriously ill, and has no one to treat and accompany him.She did her best to take care of the elderly.The old man accepted her as his daughter.

The old man wrote the "hands-on" and reported it to Li Zheng, saying that she was his long-lost daughter.

Mu Youzi is his nephew.

"...So why is it so strange that you can see evil things that ordinary people can't see?"

She sighed in her heart: Okay, Cui Qian probably thought she had yin and yang eyes.

Cui Qian added unhurriedly: "...Are you [-] this year?"

Ye Qingluan could only cough again.

After coughing, I have to admit it seriously, "Yes, my family is just a middle-aged woman."

(End of this chapter)