Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 80

Shu Mo's smile became more gentle and honest: "Miss Ye, do you know? I once assassinated Miss Ming."

Ye Qingshuang's expression did not change, but her eyes suddenly turned cold.

"I disguised myself as her maid, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, but she ran for her life and never forgot to protect me."

As if it was such a funny joke, Shu Mo couldn't stop laughing, with an expression of insanity and insanity, which was in stark contrast to her gentle appearance.

"I have killed many people, fought bloody battles, narrowly escaped death, good people and bad people, big storms, what have I not experienced?"

"It was only when I met her that I realized that I had never been protected."

"I can't do it."

"As soon as you came that night, I recognized her eyes, and I will always remember them."

"I deliberately begged her to save my sister, because I knew she would save and protect her."

"So what if the master is angry? If Shuyu can live well for the rest of her life, as a reward, I should kill the master for her. The best result is that we both die, and the bad result is that the assassination fails."

With a weird smile on the corner of Shu Mo's mouth, he slowly poured the tea into the cup, the white jade was floating green, and the tea fragrance was wafting.

She said the most ruthless words, but the pot in her hand was extraordinarily steady. Ye Qingshuang could imagine that she should be so steady when she killed someone with a sword.

"No matter what, I can't implicate them, and I don't care about the rest.

Ye Qingshuang knew why Shuyu was sometimes stubborn and brave.The nature of the blood in some bones is really the same.

The bravery and foolishness in Shumo are exactly the same as Shuyu's, but they are far more impactful than Shuyu.

Ye Qingshuang was very calm: "But now that Shuyu is with King Heng, King Heng may not necessarily protect her, nor may he be willing to hand her over to Xiaoxi."

Shu Mo pretended not to hear, lowered his eyebrows and brought a cup of hot tea, subdued his madness, and turned himself into the quiet and quiet beauty of the water village again.

"This year's new Longjing, Ms. Ye, try it."

Ye Qingshuang lowered her eyes. After a long time, she picked up the teacup and blew it cool gently, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Miss Ye, you are right, King Heng may not be willing to hand over his sister, so I made a deal with him."

Shu Mo smiled tenderly: "You and King Heng messed up my plan, but I don't blame you, because both you and him are helping me correct the result."

Ye Qingshuang opened her mouth, and suddenly lost the strength to speak, and there were layers of double images in front of her eyes, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

Shu Mo opened and closed his mouth, and his voice fluttered into his ears.

"I made an agreement with King Heng. When you enter the palace, it will be the time when Yu'er is out of trouble. I don't blame you, I only care about the result..."

Ye Qingshuang lay down on the coffee table, the cold water soaked into her sleeves.

Shu Mo smiled strangely, clapped his hands, and an unsmiling maid came in outside the door.

"Is it all arranged?"

"Everything is in order."

Shu Mo waved: "Go."

"Yes." The maid helped the fainted Ye Qingshuang to leave the room.

In the bustling night, no one noticed the carriage driving out from the back door of Fanghua Building.

Shu Mo stood on top of the carved buildings and looked up at the night sky. His body was full of bright and beautiful satin, but he was also covered in dust.

As if in an instant, the sky turned from darkness to light, and the benefactors put on their clothes again and left satisfied.

She likes to watch the scene where the benefactors are gone when Dongfang is white.

How interesting, during the day they are well-dressed, looking down on their low-class prostitutes in Qinlou and Chuguan, and at night they are inferior to beasts, greedy for them.

In the academy, Ming Jinxi came back wearing morning dew, exuding joy all over her body, but she couldn't find the person she wanted to share with.

After asking around, no one knew where Ye Qingshuang was going. For no reason, she felt a twitch in her heart.

Uneasy, she left the academy again.

For the next ten days, the two of them never went back again, causing the master to send someone to investigate, and Jin Xi took advantage of the opportunity to report her leave.

For ten days, it wasn't that Ye Qingshuang didn't want to go back, it was really impossible to go back.

That night, Shumo dipped in the spilled hot water and wrote the words Prince Heng's Mansion, and she knew that someone was watching them and Shumo was coerced.

Trading her for Shuyu was probably a trick after being coerced.

However, Shumo's master is useless enough. His subordinates were bullied in Fanghua Building, but the master ignored him.

Very useless.

In the beautifully decorated room, Ye Qingshuang wrote in circles at her desk.

I sorted out all the people and things that I thought were weird, and burned them all after sorting out.

It's just one version after another, and the thoughts are messy.

Although some things stand out, they are just the tip of the iceberg after all, a small tip, viewed horizontally as mountains and laterally as peaks, but looking at the current situation vertically, it is really difficult to distinguish them.

Combining the reality of 20 years later with the dream of 20 years ago, it seems a little difficult to reverse the story of the eldest princess and Lao Heng.

When she was writing and meditating, the voices of the maidservants sounded outside the door: "My lord."

Qi Yuanxiu walked in carelessly following the voices of the maids.

"Did Young Brother write a poem or a poem today?"

Ye Qingshuang turned a deaf ear to it and ignored it indifferently.

She always felt that Qi Yuanxiu was seriously ill.

He seemed to like men, but she said she was a woman, but he wanted to tie her back.

Let's just say that he likes women, but he was tied up and locked up in the backyard, and kept calling her brother, and he only gave her men's clothes and not women's clothes.

It's not an ordinary illness, and now Ye Qingshuang can't tell whether he is a man or a woman.

Or, he doesn't like it at all, and what he is doing now is a cover-up.

If so, who is he showing his blindfold?
Unable to figure out these twists and turns, she simply treats him as nothing. The way of not cooperating now may be the most cooperating way.

After all, as the "man" who was snatched back, she couldn't compete for favors like a woman.

Qi Yuanxiu was used to being treated coldly, so he came to coax her as usual as soon as he put the treasure box in the house.

"Young brother, three golden silk peonies have been sent today, you and I can go to the greenhouse to enjoy the flowers together."

"Young brother, don't be so cold, I'm so sincere, you can't let me down all the time."

"Young brother, look at this coral pendant, how about making you a fan pendant?"

At this time, Ye Qingshuang especially wanted to keep his mouth shut.

It's really annoying, she used to think that she had a very good temper, and Bai Ze Linyuan could persuade Bai Ze Linyuan like that, but now she finds out that she has a bad temper.

Facing Qi Yuanxiu, even though she knew he was acting, she couldn't help being bored.

In fact, during the half a month of living here, apart from being annoying, Qi Yuanxiu never said anything out of line, nor did he do anything bad.

Taking a closer look, it should be that I was really disgusted by the remarks on the painting boat.

As far as she is concerned, it is difficult to change.

Qi Yuanxiu was very generous, and every time he leaked some small news to her, she endured it.

At present, she should not be qualified to swim in the water in the capital, but aside from the matter of washing ink and jade.

She also wanted to know whether the closure of the Women's Academy was related to Master Shumo.

She promised Jin Xi to work hard together, so now she has to figure out what to face in 20 years.

　Freshly released, looking for the truth from generation to generation is like picking up pearls in the ocean, everything is empty, and what you get up is mud. Fortunately, the dream is coming to an end, and the map will be cut after the story of the princess.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)