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Chapter 103 I don’t know

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly with a hint of smile.

Suddenly, the little girl next to me stood up and shouted, "Mom, I'm here!"

A woman squeezed out of the crowd, she looked well-maintained.

The woman saw the little girl and immediately hugged her.

"Yan Yan, where have you been? Mom is so worried!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked fragile. Although she was not young, she was very capable of arousing a man's desire to protect her.

Sure enough, a man couldn't help but say, "Next time, keep a close eye on the child. There are so many people here. If you run into human traffickers, you won't be able to find the child!"

The woman hurriedly thanked them. At this time, the group of scholars competing also saw them. Shen Xiucai came over and said, "Mom, little sister, why are you here?"

The woman was pleasantly surprised to see her and said, "That's great, son. You should thank these people right away. They saved your little sister."

Mr. Shen raised his head, and his smile suddenly froze when he saw the person behind his little sister.

Why not Miss Mu?
At this time, Mu Qingqing was far away from them, and even the maids were a little further away.

Behind the girl was another girl, well dressed and apparently from a wealthy family.

At this moment, the girl looked at Mr. Shen with admiration, fidgeting with the corner of her clothes with her little hands.

She was actually hit by a surprise. She didn't expect that the girl in front of her was Mr. Shen's sister.

Mr. Shen came back to his senses and looked at the girl's appearance. His disgust surged. She was not as good as Miss Mu. At least she was open and aboveboard.

But in order to maintain his image, he still took a step forward and bowed, "Thank you, young lady. I don't know your name. If it weren't for you, my sister might have been lost. Thank you!"

Shen Xiucai's words were sincere and heartfelt.

The girl blushed, lowered her head shyly, and spoke in a small, hoarse voice.

"Mr. Shen, you are too polite. My last name is Meng."

Then she talked about her father’s official position, which was third rank, and he was the daughter of a civil servant.

She introduced herself simply to get Mr. Shen's attention.

Shen Xiucai looked at the other person in surprise, and his attitude became even more respectful.

The mother and daughter next to them were a little surprised by the substitution. The little girl wanted to say something, but her mother gently covered her mouth and interrupted her.

Chu Manman smacked her lips regretfully, "I didn't expect that the girl was Mr. Shen's sister. If we had kept the girl just now, we would have been able to talk to Mr. Shen."

It wasn't love at first sight, but girls naturally yearn for such elegant boys.

Mu Qingqing looked at the family of three calmly and didn't say anything.

Holding Manman's hand, "Let's go, let's continue watching the dragon boat race!"

The crowd gradually dispersed and the two returned to their original positions.

At this time, the dragon boat race has reached the most critical moment. The dragon boat is moving very fast, rushing towards the finish line quickly from the river on the right.

The atmosphere around was very lively, with people constantly shouting "Come on!". Manman was infected by the atmosphere and couldn't help cheering.

Manman was infected by her and the smile on her face became even wider.

Finally, the competition was over, and the first place went to the dragon boat of the second prince of the imperial court.

Qingqing saw clearly that the second prince's dragon boat had the best speed and quality.

When they were almost at the finish line, only the second prince and the third prince's dragon boats were still competing, and the others slowed down a little intentionally or unintentionally.

Yes, there really are rivers and lakes everywhere.

The two of them were about to leave when they thought about going back. Suddenly, Shen Xiucai's voice rang out from behind them, "Ms. Mu, I didn't expect it was really you!" The surprised voice made Manman look at Mu Qingqing unexpectedly, "Qingqing, do you know Shen Xiucai?"

Mu Qingqing looked at her with confused eyes, then turned around and met the other's smiling eyes.

After being stunned for a while, he shook his head and said, "Hello, Mr. Shen, have we met before?"

Shen Xiucai's breathing stagnated as he looked at the other person's confused eyes. This person actually didn't remember him.

Shen Xiucai said with a smile, "I met Miss Mu at the banquet hosted by Second Young Master Mu."

Seeing the other party's calm and indifferent expression, Shen Xiucai felt aggrieved.

He is good-looking, talented, and brilliant young man. Wherever he goes, he will cause many girls to scream.

However, the Miss Mu in front of him didn't remember him, and looked indifferent, with no intention of chatting at all.

Mu Qingqing didn't say anything, just nodded, "Shen Xiucai, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first!"

As they spoke, the two girls walked away together.

At this time, Chu Manman came back to her senses and frowned, "Qingqing, why do I feel so strange?"

She was not stupid. Putting a series of events together and seeing the look in Shen Xiucai's eyes when the mother and daughter met, she probably knew something serious had happened.

She hissed softly. Could it be that this Mr. Shen was coming for Qingqing?
Mu Qingqing suddenly laughed, "What? Have you figured it out?"

Chu Manman had a mysterious expression on her face, and Shen Xiucai's good image was instantly shattered.

She pouted and couldn't help mumbling, "Why is Mr. Shen so arrogant? Does he think he can compare to my uncle?"

King Han is like the stars in the sky, and Scholar Shen is just a pearl on earth. How can pearls be compared with stars?
Mu Qingqing smiled and didn't respond. As long as good sisters were clear-headed, it would be fine and they wouldn't be fooled by that good appearance.

Thinking of the other party's poem, the smile in Mu Qingqing's eyes disappeared.

After returning home, Mu Qingqing wrote the entire poem on paper and lowered her head in deep thought.

Banxia saw it and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Miss, this poem is really well written, but why did you write it?"

She didn't believe that the young lady would care about Mr. Shen.

Mu Qingqing ignored her and suddenly thought of why she felt so familiar with the other person's name when she first heard it.

In his previous life, the Third Prince also had an advisor named Shen by his side, and it seemed that the Third Prince had saved his life.

The man was very thin, with big eyes, and looked like a bag of skin and bones. There were many scars crisscrossing his face.

Those eyes always looked at others gloomily, refused to speak, and the voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

By the way, there was also a genius young man in the previous life, also with the surname Shen. It was rumored that he had the greatest chance of winning the top three places in the imperial examination, but the Shen family was burned to death overnight. No one knew who they had offended, and even the youngest girl died.

Mu Qingqing couldn't help but connect the two together, thinking of the strategist's ruthless tactics and the secret hidden in his poem that she accidentally learned...

Mu Qingqing paused, then picked up the pen on the table and started writing and drawing.

After a while, Mu Qingqing took a breath when she saw the words on her hand.

"Liar, save me."

Save me, who? Where?
Mu Qingqing clenched the paper tightly and thought of a possibility.

No wonder the Third Prince was always successful in his previous life and was able to turn the tide in times of crisis. It turned out to be because of that strategist.

She raised her head suddenly, "Qinghe, ask Xiao to check all of Shen Xiucai's works. No matter what they are, collect them all for me!"

Seeing how serious she was, the two girls did not dare to hesitate, and Qinghe set off directly.

Mu Qingqing looked at the paper in her hand and fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)