Genius commoner

Chapter 1074 The Great War Begins
"Meizi, come, have porridge."

When it was raining heavily in Qingxiao, Ye Zixuan was carrying a pot of porridge into Chiba Meizi's bedroom. The thick lid had already been lifted, so the aroma of the medicinal porridge soon filled the room. Chiba Meizi was reading a book on the sofa. , jumped up like a bird out of the cage: "Mr. Xuan, you made porridge for me again? Thank you so much."

Compared with the previous two days, Chiba Meizi's mental state is much better. Not only has she recovered a little rosy, but she is also in a much more cheerful mood, which makes Junko feel that the princess seems to have changed her soul. The tenacity and strength of the past can not be found, only the tenderness and consideration of the little woman, and the traditional characteristics of Weiss women.

After Junzi carefully took over the hot casserole, Ye Zixuan walked up to Chiba Meizi with a smile, and touched the woman's ear twice with her hot fingers: "You haven't fully recovered yet, it's raining again today, and the temperature It's down, if you don't drink some porridge, I'm worried that you'll pass out again, come on, sit down and have a good drink of porridge."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xuan, my condition is much better."

Qianye Meizi took Ye Zixuan's finger, put it on her mouth and gently blew it, and then softly squeezed out a sentence: "The medicine you gave me every day, and the food you prepared have all controlled my illness very well, although today I still feel sick. It's raining and it's a little more humid, but it hardly affects me because my mood is enough to drive away the cold."

Ye Zixuan touched her cheek with a smile: "Do you want to say that wherever I am, the sun is everywhere."

When Junzi subconsciously covered her mouth and smiled, Chiba Meizi nodded seriously, staring softly at Ye Zixuan and said: "Yes, as long as you are by my side, no matter how cold or dark, I will feel that it is sunny, Mr. Xuan , You said Qianye Meizi is dead, so what will be my name from now on, or I will be called Yeshi Meizi."

Ye Zixuan let out a hearty laugh, and reached out to touch the woman's soft hair: "It doesn't matter what you call it, the important thing is that you can make up your mind to come out of the Weiss royal family and completely abandon your princess status. Take revenge on your family, but I hope you can draw a line with them, they will only hurt you endlessly."

Thinking that Qianye Meizi was almost burned alive, Ye Zixuan's eyes flickered with coldness.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xuan."

Qianye Meizi had a look of sadness on her face: "Even if I still want to return to the royal family and be a proper princess, they won't give me a chance, and the Weiss Hawks won't let me live. I'm dead to them. As long as I don't have to fight with them, I would like to run away from you, without my surname or identity."

Ye Zixuan squeezed the woman's palm firmly: "Okay, I will take you back to the capital and say goodbye to Weiss forever, and I can assure you that as long as members of the royal family don't come to hurt you, I won't hurt the royal family either. But as long as they want to attack you, then I will destroy them with a thunderbolt, I will never allow it, and the death notice has reappeared."

Qianye Meizi said with a gentle expression, "Mr. Xuan, thank you for your understanding."

"Okay, stop talking, come, have porridge."

Ye Zixuan pulled Qianye Meizi to sit down, then took Junzi's medicinal porridge in his hand, scooped up a tablespoon, blew gently, and then sent the porridge into Qianye Meizi's mouth, and the latter looked After drinking the sweetness, Ye Zixuan scooped up another tablespoon and put it into the woman's mouth again: "Come on, drink more, so that your body will recover quickly."

Qianye Meizi smiled at Qianxi: "It's really delicious."

Seeing the loving and happy appearance of the two, Junko's face became brighter, and she murmured softly: "That's great."

Ye Zixuan glanced at Junzi with a smile, and after feeding Chiba Meizi a bowl of porridge, turned around and looked at Junzi with a smile: "Junzi, thank you for your hard work, I have been relying on you to take care of Meizi day and night these days, her health Only then will the recovery be so good, in a few days, I will take Meizi back to Longshuo, everyone may have to say goodbye, you can tell me what you want."

"Real estate, job, money or overseas status, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, Chunzi was not only not at all happy, but knelt down with a plop, and shouted with anxiety on his face: "Young Master Ye, I don't want a house, identity, or money. I am with Meizi, take me away from Weiss, I am the maid of the princess, I have sworn to follow her till death."

Chunzi's face was full of sincerity, and her words contained a trace of request: "So I hope Young Master Ye will not drive me away, let me go to Longshuo with the princess, I promise I won't cause trouble for Young Master Ye, and I won't reveal the identity of the princess , I can still change my name, I just hope to stay with the princess, and with me by my side, the princess can also relieve boredom."

When Ye Zixuan was thinking, Qianye Meizi shook Ye Zixuan's hand: "Mr. Xuan, let her follow me, and I will have one more companion."

Ye Zixuan smiled, and patted the back of the woman's hand: "Okay, let Junzi follow you, this girl is tough, kind, and protects you, although she is as fragile as a grass, but her loyalty to you makes many people It's too far away, okay, take her back to the capital together, this way, if you open a restaurant in the future, you will have one more helper."

Junzi shouted happily: "Thank you, Young Master Ye, thank you Young Master Ye."

Qianye Meizi asked, "Mr. Xuan, when shall we go back?"

Ye Zixuan responded with a smile: "I originally planned to leave in three days, but there was a good show recently, after watching the beginning, I want to see the end before leaving, and it started to storm today, the ship is temporarily unable to sail, let's wait for a few more days with peace of mind, Don't worry, it's safe enough here, and there is still food and water for a month, enough for us to recuperate."

"Good show?"

Chiba Meizi asked: "Is it the fight between the White Tiger Gang and the Red Gate?" Although she has been staying in this garden, she can still learn about the news happening outside through TV and mobile phones, so she also knows that Nakamura Saburo was killed by someone. Killing things, knowing the coming of a big storm in the world: "This storm, you ignited it?"

Her intuition told that it was probably Ye Zixuan's handwriting, and she couldn't help feeling that Weiss was about to mess up again.

Ye Zixuan didn't answer directly, but just held the woman's palm: "It doesn't matter who lit it, the important thing is that this scene is exciting enough."

Qianye Meizi said in a low voice: "You have to be careful of the White Tiger Gang, they have two very tricky characters, bats and blood knives, those are the two knives of Shixiong Nakamura."

Junko shuddered inexplicably.

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes: "Bats and blood knives?"

Chiba Meizi replied softly: "Matsushita Yoniko can be regarded as a civil servant, but these two are real military officials."

When Ye Zixuan was chatting with Qianye Meizi in the room, a studio [-] kilometers away, one of the venues where the White Tiger Gang made island art films, was dimly lit, and two women and a man were lying naked on a big bed, according to the At the request of the bearded director, he tossed and yelled in different ways, trying to create a movie that can arouse the desire of otaku.

"Okay, very good, Junzi, you spread your legs a little, and what should be exposed is exposed, which will give the audience a visual impact."

The bearded director shouted excitedly, more involved than the actors on the bed: "Agu, didn't you eat this morning? Why are you so powerless? Sharper eyes, wider movements, don't ask you to be like European and American actors Exaggeration, but you can't be too far behind, be more professional, be more professional, understand?"

"Hands, grab it, squeeze it harder, knead it..."

"Camera No. [-], pull forward, zoom in on that hand, and give the audience a sense of explosion."

Just as the bearded director was directing the action, there was a burst of gunfire outside, followed by several shrill screams. When the director and the others turned their heads inexplicably, the door was kicked open. Two people in black clothes and masks The burly man dodged his way in, raised his gun and fired, and the men and women in the room had nowhere to hide, wailing and lying in a pool of blood.

There are more than 50 people in this stronghold of art films with an annual output value of over [-] million, and none of them survived.

The turmoil in Weiss has completely kicked off.

(End of this chapter)