Empress, she just wants to have a career

Chapter 92 Tianer's Crazy Idea

Tian'er is used to staying in the Su Mansion, and sometimes she will make conspiracy theories.

No matter what, her starting point was for Su Liangwei's good.

Su Liangwei understood Tian'er's thoughts, but she couldn't agree with her.

Let her let a blind man without a cane, cautiously tempt him in a foreign country, and be looked down upon by others, she can't do this.

What's more, she didn't feel from the bottom of her heart that she and Ye Mingze were in the same boat.

Ye Mingze's enemies may not necessarily be her enemies.

"You go back to Su's house first, go see how Su Xiaochao is doing, and I'll come back later." Su Liangwei directly dismissed Tian'er.

Of course Tian'er didn't want to leave, she kept shaking her head.

Su Liangwei said again, "Then talk less, I know what I'm doing."

Tian'er had no choice but to shut up, and gave Yu Yunhan an indignant look.

Although this man is good-looking, like a layer of untainted daffodils, pure and weak, without any aggressiveness.

But she always felt that this guy was not simple, and would definitely bring the young lady a lot of trouble in the future.

It's a pity that the timing is not right now, otherwise she will definitely kill the root and eliminate this hidden danger for the young lady!
Wait - what was she thinking?
Tian'er was stunned by the crazy thoughts that popped up in her heart. She was the one who felt guilty for stepping on an ant to death, so why did she think of killing Yu Yunhan in the first place.

Tian'er feels horrible, and sometimes has some inexplicable thoughts.

She tried her best to calm herself down and recited the "Diamond Sutra" silently in her heart. She was a kind and lovely little maid, not a murderer.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Su Liangwei came to a dilapidated and remote courtyard.

She didn't expect that there would be such a desolate place in the glamorous Upper Town.

The skin of the outer wall was peeling off, the steps were covered with moss, and the door was crooked, as if it would fall down at any time.

This place is worse than where she lived before.

"You really live here?" Su Liangwei couldn't believe it.

Anyway, he is also the prince of a country.Even though he is a proton, the Liuhuo Nation wouldn't even give this kind of sympathy to others, could it?
"I used to live in the other courtyard of the Imperial Palace, and then my old housekeeper fell ill, and those people said it was tuberculosis, so they drove him here.

I was worried about him, so I moved here. In fact, this place is also very good, clean, and few people come to make trouble. "

Yu Yunhan said, striding forward.

Because it is a familiar place, he can easily walk into the yard without a blind stick.

After passing the door, he turned back to Su Liangwei and said, "Miss Su, thank you for sending me back. You are a good person. The grievances between me and Ye Mingze have nothing to do with you. I will try not to implicate you."

"Really? Then I have to thank you very much." Su Liangwei replied pretending not to care.

At this time, an old man with a stooped figure walked out of the yard.

His clothes were worn out, his face was pale, and he spoke intermittently, "Ahem...His Royal Highness Ninth Prince...you don't have to worry about this old slave..."

"Uncle Feng, what are you doing here? Go back quickly, the doctor said you can't blow the wind." Yu Yunhan's voice was very anxious, and he immediately found Steward Feng's location according to the direction of the voice, and helped Steward Feng back.

"Cough...cough..."

Butler Feng kept coughing, as if he was dying of illness.

Su Liangwei is good at using poison, and there is a connection between poison and medicine.

She could tell at a glance that Steward Feng's body had come to an end.

She sniffed the package of medicine in Ye Mingze's hand just now, and it was all common herbs, which couldn't cure Steward Feng's illness at all.

This pair of hard-working master and servant moved her a little bit with compassion.

To save, or not to save, that is the question.

(End of this chapter)