Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 266 Betrayal
The two of them stepped out of the Gu mansion and happened to run into a maidservant.

Su Jiu's eyes are very familiar, this maid is Xiao Chen Qingqiu's.

The maid obviously didn't expect to bump into them, and bowed awkwardly, "Mr. Xiao, Miss Su."

Xiao Tingchen glanced at the brocade box in her hand, and sneered, "Come to give a gift? Why didn't I know that Xiao Chen Qingqiu and the Gu family still have such a friendship?"

The servant girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't dare to answer.

Su Jiu tilted his head.

The pure deer eyes were a little cool, she said lightly: "Little brother, there is a smell of blood in this brocade box."

The servant girl's face changed drastically, and she was about to bypass them and enter Gu's residence, but Xiao Tingchen quickly snatched the brocade box.

The brocade box fell to the ground, and a head rolled out.

The blood had already solidified, if it wasn't Gu Mingyu's, it was someone else's.

Su Jiu took half a step back and picked up the letters that had fallen together.

After a few glances, she sneered, "This letter was written by Sister Chen to the old man of the Gu family. She said that Gu Mingyu was killed by the younger brother... With Sister Chen's ability, she should know that the younger brother will come to Gu's house today. Since she I know, but I still sent the head and this letter. Why, she wants to get rid of the little brother with the help of the Gu family?"

The maid bit her lip and remained silent.

Without changing his face, Su Jiu wrapped Gu Mingyu's head with an embroidered handkerchief, and put it back into the brocade box together with the letter.

She returned the brocade box to the maidservant, "The members of the Gu family are dead, sister Chen made a mistake. You'd better return this thing to her."

The maid took it with trembling hands.

She watched Su Jiu and Xiao Tingchen walk away together, only to realize that her legs were very weak.

She knew that the son of the Xiao family was not an ordinary person, but what was the origin of this little girl, that she could be so calm when she saw the head? !
The people of the Xiao family,

Are they all monsters? !

Xiao Tingchen took Su Jiu by the hand and wandered slowly on the long street.

A young man in fresh clothes and angry horse galloped from the end of the long street.

It was Xie Rongjing.

He yelled angrily, "Su Xiaojiu! You said you wanted to eat green candied haws, but I ran all over Gusu City and didn't see any green candied haws! When I went back to the inn, I found you were gone. You asked me to buy green candied haws, did you deliberately distract me so that I could come to Xiao Huaijin?!"

Before Su Jiu could speak, Xiao Tingchen said with a smile: "It's just in time, you go to the Pingjiang Mansion's yamen for me, and tell that something happened to little Chen Qingqiu, and ask Gu Qiongzhou to call the soldiers there."

"Why?!"

Xie Rongjing grinned.

Xiao Tingchen sighed softly, and patted Su Jiu's little head, "My sister is so cute and cute, I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry her in the future..."

Xie Rongjing looked at the dazed, cute and ignorant little girl, swallowed, and hurriedly went to help Xiao Tingchen with errands.

Xiao Tingchen led Su Jiu and continued to walk towards Bantang.

The little girl said softly, "Little brother, it's wrong for you to use me to deceive brother Xie."

"The master said that a gentleman can deceive him."

"But--"

Xiao Tingchen conjured up a bunch of candied haws as if by magic, and plugged Su Jiu's mouth, "Girls, don't be nagging like others, or your husband won't like it."

The little girl gave him an annoyed look.

When they came to Bantang, Xiao Tingchen told Su Jiu to stay outside obediently, and stepped into little Chen Qingqiu by himself.

On the spring night in the south of the Yangtze River, the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full.

Xiao Chen Qingqiu is taking a rest today.

The moonlight was clear, and the small building was quiet.

The young man kicked open the door of Tianzihao's private seat, and the woman with heavy make-up, sitting lazily by the window, was combing her lacquered hair with a human bone comb.

She is 40 years old, and her hair is like a cloud of lacquer with several silver threads mixed in, which is very eye-catching.

Xiao Tingchen walked to her side, played with her long hair, and said in a gentle voice, "What kind of fragrance does my sister use when she washes her hair? It smells really good."

(End of this chapter)