How to Destroy the White Moonlight Image

Chapter 61

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Jin Cheyi, who had done something bad, ran away in panic. Su Baiyue touched her swollen lips and felt something was very bad. Jin Cheyi's attitude was so strange that she had to send him away immediately according to the plot.

It's obviously well raised, so why is it crooked? She is her good sister!

But soon, she was about to stab her sweet brother, and Su Baiyue suddenly felt a little distressed.

Alas, she is indeed a stepmother. Such a well-behaved baby is not willing to do anything.

The next day, Li Muchu hung his arms and persisted in looking for Jin Qingrou.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Jin Qingrou looked worried, her pointed eyebrows furrowed, which hurt her heart.

"No problem, no problem, cousin, don't worry." Li Muchu looked around like a thief.

Jin Qingju said: "Don't worry, cousin, I have already taught Brother Yi a lesson. He deserves a beating for being so disrespectful to my brother."

It is impossible to fight, not for a lifetime. However, if children want to become successful, they still need to be beaten. She couldn't bear it herself, so she might as well leave it to others to fight.

Hearing this, Li Muchu suddenly felt relieved. He originally wanted to hold Jin Qingrou's hand, but when he touched his painful arm, he gave up the idea.

Sooner or later it will be yours, so why rush.

With this thought in mind, Li Muchu mysteriously brought Jin Qingrou into the house and prepared to talk to her about business.

"Cousin is saying that the Eighth Prince wants Brother Yi to serve as his staff?" Jin Qingrou's eyes lit up.

The Eighth Prince has countless staff and diners around him, and most of them are actually his own male favorites. But only if he thinks it's good, he will be assigned the status of an aide to cover up others' eyes.

Jin Qingrou didn't know the details, but she was happy for Jin Cheyi from the bottom of her heart.

"It's an honor for Brother Yi to be appreciated by the Eighth Prince."

Li Muchu immediately pretended, "I'm just afraid that Brother Yi won't be happy. You know his temper."

Jin Qingrou quickly waved her hands and said, "What's wrong with this? How could Brother Yi not be happy with such a glorious thing for our ancestors? I'll talk to him about it later."

Li Muchu nodded and was about to speak when the carved wooden door over there was suddenly kicked open.

The young man still stood there in flaming red clothes, but he didn't hold a whip, but a sword.

Today, Jin Cheyi was originally going to apologize to Jin Qingrou. He knew it was his fault yesterday. She was his sister. How could he do such a bad thing? My sister has the gentlest temper and will definitely forgive herself.

But before he came, he heard the news that Li Muchu was staying in Jin Qingrou's yard. He couldn't hold it back and knocked on the door.

When Li Muchu saw Jin Zeyi's eyes, he trembled all over, and felt that his broken arm hurt even more.

If the Eighth Prince hadn't taken a liking to this little ancestor, why would he have messed with him? Everyone in the Imperial City knew that this ancestor was not easy to mess with. A few days ago, he just broke the leg of a noble prince who tried to belittle him. But for his own glory and wealth, even if his arms were broken, he would still do it.

"Sister wants me to work as a staff member in the Eighth Prince's Mansion?" Jin Zheyi had no time to pay attention to Li Muchu, who was hiding his thoughts, but looked at Jin Qingrou intently.

Jin Qingrou said with a gentle face: "If you can enter the Eighth Prince's Mansion, you will have a bright future. Brother Yi, wouldn't you want to go for such a good thing?"

Li Muchu wanted to echo, but under Jin Cheyi's sinister eyes, he still kept his mouth shut.

"Wealth?" Jin Cheyi snorted coldly, "My sister doesn't know the filth in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, but I do. She is obviously an aide, but she is actually a man's favorite. My sister really feels that the Eighth Prince's Mansion is so dignified and does not have any aides. You want to find me, the son of a merchant."

When Li Muchu's conspiracy was exposed, he didn't panic. He just walked forward slowly and said to Jin Zheyi: "Cousin, you are not being kind..." Before Li Muchu could finish speaking, Jin Zheyi said Zhe Yi put his sword against his neck.

Li Muchu immediately shivered and did not dare to move.

Jin Qingrou stepped forward in a panic, "Brother Yi, what are you doing? Put down the sword quickly!" What if he hurt himself

Jin Cheyi glared at Li Muchu fiercely.

Li Muchu gritted his teeth with a pale face and said: "Brother Yi, don't blame me for not reminding you. If what you did is found out, let alone the Jin Mansion, even the Imperial City will not be able to stay. Say no. Yes, you have to go to jail."

"I, Jin Zheyi, sit upright, what can happen to me, a rotten thing like you who likes to wander into smoke and willow alleys?" Jin Zheyi tightened the long sword in his hand.

Li Muchu was enraged and completely forgot about the plan he had set at the beginning, and said indiscriminately: "A bastard who appears from nowhere dares to pretend to be the legitimate son of the Jin family. If I take you to the Yamen , you can’t atone for your sins even if you sit in jail!”

The long sword in Jin Zheyi's hand suddenly tightened, and his first reaction was to look at Jin Qingrou.

Jin Qingrou looked at Li Muchu in shock, "Cousin, what are you talking about?"

Li Muchu immediately puffed up his chest with confidence and looked at Jin Cheyi, who was pale and slender and shaky.

"Brother Yi, do you want me to tell my cousin this kind of thing in person? It's a waste of all the kindness my cousin has shown you, but this is how you repay her?"

"Brother Yi, what is going on?" Jin Qingrou turned around and looked at Jin Cheyi, her eyes full of tears, looking pitiful.

Jin Cheyi pursed his lips, said nothing, and looked pale.

Li Muchu was still talking loudly and was about to trample Jin Cheyi under his feet.

"Cousin, don't you think Brother Yi looks nothing like the people in our Jin family? That's because he is not your long-lost biological brother at all, but a fake! And your biological brother has long been He was killed!"

"You're talking nonsense! He died of illness on his own!" Jin Cheyi was eager to explain and immediately opened his mouth. But as soon as he finished speaking, he knew he had fallen into a trap.

No matter how mature your mind is, you are just a fifteen-year-old child. What can you understand? Li Muchu has been up and down in the officialdom for so many years. If he can't deal with such a little baby, he should pack up and get out as soon as possible.

Facing the fake and shoddy products that she had favored for so long, Jin Qingrou collapsed.

"Brother Yi..." She grabbed Jin Cheyi's hand tremblingly, and even the last trace of blood disappeared from her face that was originally weak and pale.

"Sister, don't listen to his nonsense." Jin Cheyi swallowed his dry throat, and suddenly his expression became fierce, "I will kill this bastard talking nonsense right now!"

"Stop!" Jin Qingrou pushed Jin Zeyi away and saw the young man's panic face. She shook her head with tears in her eyes in disbelief. Crystal clear tears rolled down her cheeks. Her eyes were red and swollen, filled with infinite sadness.

Li Muchu was so frightened by the sharp sword that he almost peed his pants. He quickly hid behind Jin Qingrou, stuck out half of his head and yelled: "I have all the evidence, and if my cousin hadn't put those big men who trafficked people in jail, , I haven’t found out what a little bastard like you has done so easily.”

Jin Cheyi lowered his eyes with a pale face, "Sister, listen to me..."

"I don't want to listen, I just want to be quiet." Su Baiyue looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, letting the sadness flow back into a river.

Such a series of painful dramas is really going to kill her.

Under Li Muchu's successful look, Jin Cheyi spoke with difficulty, "Sister, don't you want me anymore?"

"Don't call me sister." Su Baiyue turned around coldly and ruthlessly, leaving the young man with a cold and ruthless back.

With a "clang" sound, the long sword in Jin Zheyi's hand fell to the ground. The originally high-spirited young man was now extremely depressed.

Li Muchu took the opportunity and said: "Brother Yi, if you ask me, just follow your sister's wish and go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion to live a good life. It's a good place. Others who want to enter don't have the ability. "

Jin Cheyi's eyes were red and he glared at Li Muchu fiercely, like a little ferocious beast that had been stripped of its claws.

Having seen Jin Zeyi's strength, Li Muchu was really a little afraid of him. However, for a young man with Jin Cheyi's color and such a fierce personality, if he could really lie down underneath him, he would really have a different flavor. No wonder the eighth prince was so obsessed with it.

Now Li Muchu had guessed the eighth prince's intention. Because the eighth prince had mentioned Jin Zheyi in front of him more than once.

Li Muchu was not stupid, he had already heard the meaning from the eighth prince's explicit hints.

Li Muchu looked at Jin Zeyi in front of him, as if he saw power and wealth waving in front of him.

The young man said in a hoarse voice, "Does my sister think so too?"

Jin Qingrou's always gentle voice was now hard and choked, "I don't want to see you now."

Jin Cheyi laughed to himself.

After more than ten years of companionship, it is still no match for a few words from Li Muchu. It can't compare to that weak blood relationship, and it can't compare to that short-lived brother.

The young man laughed, turned around, and finally argued in a soft voice: "I didn't kill your brother." This was the young man's last stubbornness and expectation.

But he didn't hear Jin Qingrou's response.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and Jin Cheyi staggered away.

Li Muchu looked at the nostalgic back of Jin Cheyi who turned around three times and quickly followed him.

He couldn't let his wealth escape.

The room gradually became quiet, and Su Baiyue, who was standing stiffly, suddenly took a breath, "Cough cough cough..." She was so flustered that she could easily have a myocardial infarction if her mood fluctuated too much.

Biting her little papa, Su Baiyue felt heartbroken just thinking about the inhuman torture that her little brother raised by herself would go through.

Hey, my sister loves you.

On the day Jin Cheyi went to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Jin Qingrou did not visit him. But she didn't expect that this would mean goodbye forever.

"What did you say? Brother Yi is dead?" Jin Qingrou's eyes widened in shock, and her heart ached.

Li Muchu rubbed his hands with an expression on his face, as if he hated iron for not becoming steel.

After all the hard work, he coaxed such a young ancestor to pass away, but he didn't expect that he would be turned into a corpse in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

The eighth prince had not yet touched the meat, so he became furious and gave him a severe reprimand. The most frightening thing is that no one knows who told Li Ru about this, and he was so angry that this upright official vomited a mouthful of blood and passed away.

Li Muchu had to observe mourning for another three years, and his marriage to Jin Qingrou was forced to be postponed again.

After Jin Qingrou heard the news of Jin Cheyi's death, she shed tears every day and regretted it.

As she cried, she stuffed hibiscus cake into her mouth.

"Hiccup..." After crying every day, it's almost time to take a nap.

Jin Qingrou was sad for three years, while Li Muchu was rejected by the Eighth Prince, so he quickly went to various places to find good-looking brothers. Finally, he won the favor of the Eighth Prince again, and his official career rose all the way, and finally he was promoted to the Eighth Prince's son. confidant.

The fourth prince over there is still being a "silent bird", secretly planning to overthrow the eighth prince.

Su Baiyue was healed by time and had a new favorite, none other than the Golden Origin Treasure.

Since leaving his terrible mother, Jin Yuanbao has retained some of his silly and domineering temperament as a child, but fortunately he is still an upright and good boy.

Today's Jinyuanbao is worth sixteen, and the raw pink carvings are so cute. This is inseparable from Su Baiyue's captivity.

Su Baiyue also often wondered, boys are really magical. They were as fat as pigs when they were young, but now they have grown up and they look like a different person.

Although Jin Yuanbao doesn't grow much.

"Sister, Master, I met someone who was taken advantage of on the road today." Jin Yuanbao ran in sweating profusely, and handed the food box in his hand to Su Baiyue as if to offer a gift, "If Master hadn't been smart, we would have had this sauce elbow." I can’t eat anymore.”

Jin Yuanbao believes that only "Master" can bring out his domineering spirit, and only by reminding himself that he is "smart" all the time can he become smarter.

Regarding this matter, Su Baiyue chose to remain silent.

If your child wants to fantasize, let him fantasize.

Su Baiyue transferred all her love for Jin Zeyi's brother to Jin Yuanbao.

Although Jin Yuanbao loves to eat, he does not gain weight. For this kind of physique, Su Baiyue hated it with itch.

But the sauce elbows brought back by Jin Yuanbao are really delicious!

Later, Su Baiyue realized why this sauced pork elbow was so delicious. Can the food coming out of the royal kitchen of the palace not be delicious

"Mommy, where is the Yuanbao?" Su Baiyue looked curiously.

Why haven’t today’s sauced elbows come yet

Since the last time he ate pork elbows with sauce, Jin Yuanbao's stupid kid has been squatting in front of people's homes every day, just to beg for pork elbows with sauce.

Su Baiyue scoffed at this matter. Is their moral integrity comparable to that of a sauced elbow

It turns out, it smells really good.

Today Jin Yuan Bao went to the usual place to wait for the sauce elbow, but something happened.

The eighth prince, who happened to go to talk to the fourth prince, saw the white and tender golden source treasure sitting on the stone steps with a confused look on his face, and his thoughts moved secretly.

Jin Yuanbao didn't come back for three days, so Su Baiyue sent someone to find out the news.

The person who inquired about the information had not returned yet, so Jin Yuanbao came back carelessly, followed by two charming palace ladies.

Su Baiyue:? ?

"If I wasn't smart, I would have been tainted by that bastard!" Jin Yuanbao angrily chewed on the sauce elbow in his hand, his baby face bulging high.

This morning, in the Imperial Palace.

"It's him, it's him, it's him! He not only kissed me, touched me, but also took off my pants! My mother-in-law hasn't kissed me, touched me, or taken off my pants for so many years! Do you want to be my mother-in-law? ? If I hadn't been smart and opened the pot for him, my pants would have been snatched away now!" The fearless and stupid overlord Jin Yuanbao cried and howled in front of the emperor.

The shocked people were panicked.

The fourth prince quickly said with a scared look on his face: "I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding..."

The stupid overlord turned around and kicked the fourth prince. He was fearless and continued to curse, "You are a loser. If I weren't smart, I would still have to rely on you to find my pants! My ass and buttocks are all cold!"

The fourth prince was kicked over and lay on the ground for a long time. Then he suddenly kowtowed heavily to the ashen-faced emperor, "Please make the decision, father!"

The old prince looked at the eighth prince with anger on his face.

The eighth prince covered his head that had been opened, and quickly knelt down, "Please father, please understand."

The old emperor opened his mouth, "This matter, for the time being..."

"Dong dong dong..." Someone suddenly beat the Dengwen drum outside.

The old emperor's expression changed and he called people in.

"Sue a lawsuit against the current Eighth Prince for abducting, selling, and molesting young men from good families. Thirty-eight lives have been lost. The witnesses and physical evidence are here." The young man standing at the door of the palace walked in slowly. He was wearing a crimson red suit. He wears robes, has a handsome and cold face, and carries a sinister aura.

"You? Are you Jin Zheyi? Aren't you dead?" The eighth prince suddenly widened his eyes.

The Eighth Prince regretted not having such a charming and decisive person for three years.

The young man sneered, "I disappoint the Eighth Prince."

The author has something to say: The next chapter is not as delicious as dumplings, and not as fun as my sister.