Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1946 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (228)

Wu Yi thought for a moment before answering, "According to what I know, there should be about 100 people. At noon today, in order to save the people in Qiao's Village, about forty of them were killed by Miss Qiao. There are about 60 people left."

"However, among these people, there are some maids and women who wash and cook, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Then let her continue playing, just ask Lao Liu to protect him from a distance." Ji Mochen put the note on the candle and let it burn.

Now the situation in Beijing is unclear, he is surrounded by spies, and the whole mansion is under surveillance by those princes and people sent by that woman.

Now, he shouldn't get too close to her.

Fortunately, he hurried and came back in time. If he was one step later, the uncle's family would be imprisoned.

The driving force behind this, besides those princes, is his good mother.

He was trying to force him to make a move, and then she would catch him in the wrong place.

Unfortunately, these people underestimated him.

But with some evidence, those people wished they hadn't been involved in this matter, and retreated faster than rabbits.

Now, since he's back, he might as well settle the old and new scores with them together.

It also saves me from having to face a mess when the little girl arrives.

He remembered very clearly that the little girl had a very hot temper and was impatient.

Ji Mochen looked at the dancing candles in a daze, "Why don't you just want to live well, and always want to die."

Originally, thinking of some kind of blood relationship, I didn't intend to do anything wrong.

But it seems that some people are just not satisfied.

"Now, you can only do as you wish."

Ji Mochen squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of coldness, "Wu Yi, break the leg of that thing that jumps around every day, throw it into the Chu Feng Pavilion, and help him make a name for himself."

"By the way, remember, if you knock it from the knee, you have to break it a little bit, so that you won't be able to get up later."

Perhaps, in the future, if you listen to the screams of that thing more, you will be refreshed and have an extra bowl of rice.

I just don't know, will that woman be in pain?
It should be, baby Pimple will be a waste in the future, it should be very sad!
Come to think of it, it really makes a lot of sense.

Wu Yi remembered the content of the note passed by the sixth son, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Yes, this subordinate understands."

"Master, it's time to take the medicine. Today is the last day of the fourth course of treatment. If you take it today, you don't need to take medicine for the time being."

After hesitating for a while, Wu Yi reminded again: "Master, Miss Qiao said, it is best not to use internal force, otherwise the toxins in the body may not be able to be suppressed."

Ji Mochen waved his hand, "Understood, let's go down and make things better."

Wu nodded and turned to leave.

"and many more."

Wu Yi bent down respectfully, "What else do you want master to do?"

Ji Mochen propped his elbows on his knees, gently stroked the corner of his mouth with his thumb, his eyes darkened, "Look at the recent good-looking clothes in Jinxiu Pavilion, and send her a few sets."

Wu Yi was slightly taken aback, surprised in his heart.

This is the second time the master has given clothes to Miss Xiao Qiao.

The meaning of this man giving a woman clothes is not ordinary.

I don't know if the master doesn't understand, or it's on purpose.

If you really mention it specifically, then...

Moreover, the master has been a little absent-minded recently, and occasionally goes into a daze.

Now it seems that most of the deliberate ingredients.

After hesitating for a while, he cautiously reminded, "Master, Miss Qiao doesn't like dresses that are too complicated and cumbersome, nor do she like colorful ones. She seems to like water-green clothes."

(End of this chapter)