Wu Ziming glanced at her sideways and said with slight disdain: "Go in and sit down. I have something I want to talk to Third Sister about. Are you planning to talk in the yard so that others can listen at will?"
Wu Sheyue frowned, still refusing to take a step aside, and said very stiffly: "Talk? Do we have anything else to talk about?"
A bad premonition arose in Ning'er's heart. Wu Ziming was indeed irritated by her arrogant attitude, and his voice suddenly became colder and louder.
"Do you think I'm willing to come over? I'll leave as soon as I say it!" He said, anxiously trying to walk around Wu Sheyue and go inside.
"Stop!" Wu Sheyue quickly stretched out her arms in front of Wu Ziming and exclaimed: "If you have anything to say, just finish it right here. I really don't have time to sit down with you and talk nonsense."
Her attitude today was simply rough and direct compared to her previous appearance of passability.
The weather was so hot, no matter what intention or purpose Wu Ziming came to talk to her, she should always choose to carefully weigh and discern the information - rather than the two of them standing here in the sun together.
But there was nothing she could do. Even if Yu Jing has left, those things in the house will not leave. A bunch of bandages and bloodstains had not been dealt with. It would be too extraneous if Wu Ziming saw such things.
Wu Ziming looked straight at Wu Sheyue and said nothing for a while.
Just when Wu Sheyue was about to get angry, he showed a cold smile and said teasingly: "Third sister, why is there no one in this yard? I don't know if it's because the slaves are too lazy, or... Third sister, don't you?" convenient?"
Yesterday Wu Sheyue went to their yard to test them with nice words, but today she changed her attitude. It seemed too deliberate.
Wu Sheyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold smile slowly appeared on her face. "The second brother's piercing eyes are so powerful. I really have some shameful things here. There is someone hidden in this room." Men, of course, are afraid of being seen. I am so stupid. The more shameless I am, the more I have to do it in broad daylight in the Prime Minister's Mansion. It would be unlucky for me to have my brother catch me~"
What she said was half-truth and half-false, which made people suspicious. However, those words made Wu Ziming furious.
Now, anything that even remotely hints at Wu Lixiang is like a fire to him.
"Wu Sheyue! If I call you Third Sister, do you really think you are nothing?" He took a step closer to her, gritted his teeth and creaked his hands hanging by his side, "What's your point? Ability is to please others, and it is not enough after leaving the prime minister's house! I have another good thing to say today, if you continue to be ignorant, don't say that you will have no place to cry in the future!"
"You mean you don't count? Or do you count?" Wu Sheyue was not afraid of wearing shoes on her bare feet, so she didn't take his advice at all. She had a pure smile on her face, but every word she spoke was harsher. "Everyone is a concubine, why are you pretending to be with me? After all, I have a backer, and you are just a dog following Wu Ziqi! During the study tour, you often ran errands and served tea for others Pour some water? Did you also feel that you were nobler than me at that time?"
She was like a completely different person today, and she was as scolding as Wu Jinghua when she spoke.
"Shut up!" Wu Ziming's eyes were about to burst. He raised his right hand tremblingly, and his internal energy began to flow uncontrollably.
Wu Sheyue's words just now not only poked his pain, but exposed the scars of his humiliation.
More importantly... Wu Ziqi asked him to leave before Lixiang's accident. He had thought about it more than once before, why he didn't dare to ask or stay even though he felt strange at the time. Wu Sheyue's words were nothing more than secretly attributing Lixiang's responsibility to her own forbearance and cowardice.
Ning'er was on guard. If Wu Ziming really wanted to hit someone, she would definitely rush forward to block the young lady.
"Why, you are so angry?" Wu Sheyue was still trying her best to be venomous. She glanced at Wu Ziming's arm and leaned back slightly cautiously.
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At this moment of tension.
Suddenly there was the creak of the door opening behind her. Then Yu Jing's voice was heard clearly: "Yue'er, please let him in."
Wu Ziming's movements suddenly stopped, and when he looked behind Wu Sheyue, his eyes were stunned - he never expected that Yu Jing could be there.
Wu Sheyue turned around and saw Yu Jing walking out of the door, standing in front of the steps and looking down at the two people in the scorching sun. The sunlight was particularly eye-catching and bright on his white clothes.
Damn it... She just feels like her scalp is numb and she wants to die. Why hasn't this kid gone through the back window yet? She had a lot of words to say when the pile of junk was seen, but when a man was seen in her room, what else could she say
Yu Jing looked at them and said calmly: "It's hot outside, how long do you have to stand?" The man's voice was always calm and comfortable, as if this was his own backyard.
"It turns out that the young prince is here, and he was the one who collided with me." Wu Ziming came back to his senses, and his internal energy gradually stabilized. There was a strange light in his eyes, and his mind was constantly thinking.
Yu Jing nodded casually to Wu Ziming, and then continued to look at Wu Sheyue, waiting for her to come back, as if she didn't really want to answer his words.
Wu Ziming couldn't think of being angry at all. He stood where he was and continued: "Just now, all the things of the young prince have been sent to my father. The treasures and rare things in the cold land are really eye-opening. My father is I wanted to send it to Third Sister, but there was something going on in the palace just now, so I went out again."
"No, they're just some playthings to show my feelings." Yu Jing said, then turned around and entered the house.
Wu Ziming glanced at Wu Sheyue with a complicated expression. There had been some rumors about Wu Sheyue and Yu Jing before, but no one had confirmed it yet. But now that he had caught such a blatant affair (let's call it an affair), he was extremely worried.
He couldn't even handle Wu Ziqi, let alone the young prince. Wu Ziming struggled for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and chased Yu Jing into the house.
Wu Sheyue had no need to stop him this time, and she followed closely with great concern, feeling a little uneasy.
But as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the house was extremely clean and tidy. All the bottles, cans and other things had been completely cleared away, and there was not even a trace of blood spattering on the floor. Yu Jing probably didn't know about the floor tiles, and I don't know where he stuffed so many things.
The back window was wide open, and only the warm smell of blood lingered in the air. Wu Ziming was familiar with this smell. He looked at Yu Jing secretly. Could it be that the young prince was injured...
Yu Jing sat at the table, where there were two full cups of tea. It seemed that they were drinking and chatting before Wu Sheyue went out. Wu Sheyue leaned against the corner of the table angrily and said, "Second brother, everyone has come into the room. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Originally I just wanted to chat with you, but since the young prince is here..." Wu Ziming paused, unable to think of any words.
"Just say it, he will know it later anyway." Wu Sheyue sat next to Yu Jing, her meaning was very obvious.
"Okay." Wu Ziming softened his tone, "I'm here to ask Third Sister for a favor." (To be continued)