The male god of fast wear is too fierce and cute

Chapter 19 Strategies to Blacken Zhengjun 19
Xu was afraid that Su Qing would misunderstand, Meng Shuli became a little anxious, "I'm really not Shen Fu's secret work! I... I was born in Mingyue Pavilion, but I only sell my art and not my body!"

Sure enough, it seems that Shen Fu just wanted to use that group of people to see her jokes.

"I know. By the way, can I ask you a message?"

"Yu Qing asked."

Su Qing asked: "Will the new emperor hold a queen ceremony in a few days?"

Meng Shuli's expression was a little bad, "The emperor said earlier today that he has a candidate for emperor and empress in his heart."

"Okay, thank you for letting me know." Su Qing stood up, "I've troubled Prime Minister Meng these few days, and I will leave today."

"You don't need to go. This place is relatively remote. As long as you live here, the emperor will not find that you are still alive."

This logic made Su Qing dumbfounded. "What status do I live here with? A beggar?"

Meng Shuli's heart pounded, and he said uncertainly, "Actually, you can marry me."

Hearing what he said, Su Qing was angry, but after all, she had lived in vain for so long, and she wanted to say a good word to refuse, but unexpectedly, the words turned into cold blades as soon as she uttered: "Meng Shuli, no matter how much you look down on me Me, you also have to remember that your current glory is all given to you by me. Don’t forget your roots! No matter how poor I am, I will never be so humble that I will marry you! If a woman depends on a man to support her, then I might as well be beaten to death happy!"

She rushed out the door.

A murderous intent welled up in Meng Shuli's eyes, since you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for not remembering the past!

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"Host, be careful, something seems wrong with Meng Shuli." Little A reminded.

"Ignore him. Think about how to make money first, or I will end up on the street."

Su Qing saw a fabric store and had a plan.

She touched the silver taels on her body, enough to buy fabric for three clothes.

Little A saw her buying fabrics, and asked puzzledly: "Host, you are so poor that you can't even afford to eat, and you still want to wear new clothes, are you crazy?"

Although little A couldn't see it, Su Qing still gave it a blank look: "Maybe, I can dress up as a man and go to Mingyue Pavilion to hang out, and show off like Meng Shuli without selling myself."

Taking the fabric, Su Qing then went to the tailor shop.

After putting on the clothes, Su Qing also brushed her hair.Looking in the full-length mirror, she couldn't believe it was herself.

She's really too delicate. If Shen Yuqing disguised herself as a man in the 21st century, it would definitely be a hit!

Su Qing was ready to go, and walked towards Mingyue Pavilion.

On the way, there was heavy rain and sleet, which made it difficult for people to move an inch.

There was no way, Su Qing had to wait for the rain to stop before leaving.

She rubbed her hands on the spot and breathed out boredly, her eyes wandering around.

Suddenly there was a piercing laugh, too ironic to ignore.

Su Qing looked over there curiously, and saw a middle-aged woman pushing a small cart full of fruits.

Because of the rain and snow, the fruit is full of water.

She pushed the cart to the door of a family and asked them if they wanted to buy fruit.

A clean and good-looking girl looked at her fruit stand with some disgust, probably because she thought the fruit was not well-presented, so she said to the middle-aged woman who sold the fruit, "If you put this If all the fruits in the car are dumped, how about I give you money at the same price?"

The people next to him laughed out loud after hearing this, which was also the laughter that Su Qing had just heard.

The fruit vendor didn't speak. She wiped the rain off her face, and then pushed her stall forward step by step until she disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Su Qing didn't know how she was feeling at that time, she was indescribably sad.

She caught up and helped push the cart together.

The fruit vendor looked at her, waved to her, bowed deeply, and thanked her.

The figure of the fruit vendor walked further and further away in Su Qing's blurred vision.

Su Qing stopped, and didn't insist on stepping forward to help, because she saw the redness of the fruit seller's eyes.

At that moment, Su Qing suddenly understood that not helping her was giving her the greatest respect.

Because sometimes helping becomes a kind of pity, and pity hurts people's self-esteem.

(End of this chapter)