Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 225 Heading to Chaoyun Country ([-])
Seeing her like this, Su Changle was rarely angry. Instead, she hooked her fingers and said mysteriously, "What do you want to see called live spring?"

Upon hearing this, Mi Yue's eyes brightened, and she nodded hurriedly, suspicious liquid emerged from the corners of her mouth.

"Here, look over there," pointing not far away, "Sprinkle the powder on it later, and let Yu Bird throw that woman away!"

Glancing at its owner, Miyue Mao's mouth cracked, and he smiled obscenely, "Miyue knows and promises to complete the task."

In fact, this guy is not that wasteful. The raw materials for her bottles and jars of pill powder are all obtained by Lazy Miyue. She is also running errands for these shady activities on weekdays.

After watching Mi Yue leave, he took an ordinary mask from the ring and put it on again, then picked up the tray again and swaggered towards Zhao Ruyun's yard.

Normally, the dinner had already been delivered at this time, but today it was delayed. Zhao Ruyun's hungry chest was pressed against his back, his heart was burning with anger, and he was about to get angry. Finally, a belated figure appeared outside the door.

"Miss Chang, this is your dinner." The voice was timid, with his head buried very low, Zhao Ruyun seemed terrified.

"Trash, it's so slow to deliver a meal!" Zhao Ruyun suddenly stood up and rushed over, raising his hand to slap her, but stopped halfway through the slap.

"Why are you wearing a mask, take it off!"

"No, no, Miss Chang, I didn't know what I touched yesterday, and my face was covered with red rashes. This morning I scared many masters, so..."

Hearing this, Zhao Ruyun hurriedly took a step back, and glanced at her in disgust, "Put this thing down, get out!"

Shivering, Zhan Zhan Yeye put the food box on the tray on the table, "Yes, yes, the servant will leave."

It's just that Zhao Ruyun didn't notice that she had just walked a few steps away when she suddenly dodged behind the wall.

The moon and stars are sparse, and there is no shadow of a cloud in the ink-splashed sky.

Calculating the time, Zhao Ruyun should have passed out at this time, quietly walked to the window, and saw Zhao Ruyun lying unconscious on the table.

"Hehe, Zhao Ruyun, Zhao Hong, let this lady give you a big gift before leaving."

The bright moonlight shines on the sparkling lakeside, behind a smooth stone, a furtive figure disappears into the night.

"Wait, Miyue." Su Changle suddenly stopped, and took out a bead the size of a child's fist from the interspatial ring.

This bead is called a recording bead, which is commonly used by people in the Mowu Continent. It only needs to inject a trace of heaven and earth spiritual energy, and it can automatically record the sound or picture you want to record.

It is the same as the recording function of modern mobile phones.

"Miyue, go, record it, Ming'er Miss Ben treats you to the hot pot at Benyue Tower!"

"Okay, okay, Miyue wants to eat four plates of hot-boiled mutton."

"If it's done, ten games won't be a problem."

She was looking forward to what kind of chaos the Zhao Mansion would have tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Su Changle changed into men's clothes and slipped out the back door with Xiangxue.

The market was already crowded with people, as if there were rows of small stalls in front of the houses, the steamed stuffed bun shop was full of fragrance, and a low table with four people sitting around was extremely lively at the moment.

"Hey, did you hear that? I don't know who recorded the affair between the Patriarch of the Zhao family and the abandoned woman of the Su family with recording beads yesterday. Now everyone is copying it and looking at it!"

"You're talking about Zhao Hong and Zhao Ruyun, right? I read it, tsk tsk, I didn't expect Zhao Hong to be so brave and invincible at such an age, to be with his daughter..."

"No, it's said that this matter has gone to the Holy One, and the Zhao family will be removed from the three major families and replaced by the Yang family."

　The ramblings from Wen Yu: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket!

　　


(End of this chapter)