Late at night, Wu Sheyue finished a few parts and put away a bunch of tools on the table to rest. She stretched and stood up and opened the window. The air-conditioning blew into the room, which made her head clearer.
The candle on the table flickered a few times, and she saw in the dark distance in the courtyard, Ning'er was coming back with her hands in her arms and strode into the next room. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, the menacing way Ning'er walked was so obvious.
This girl really expresses whatever is on her mind. It's a shame she couldn't tell it for so long. Wu Sheyue opened the door and looked in the direction where Ning'er came back.
Sure enough, in the pavilion opposite, A Li was sitting on the eaves not knowing what to do - Wu Sheyue only saw a corner of clothes falling down. She said cheerfully, "Ali, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"
A Li, who was free to think about his past and sorrow, was extremely embarrassed after being caught. "I, I'll just let it go."
Wu Sheyue looked back at Haitangyuan behind her and asked him, "Are they arguing again? She hates you?"
Ah Li stopped making excuses and muttered two words, "Probably."
"Hey~" These guys with low emotional intelligence. Wu Sheyue complained like this, completely forgetting how slow she was at that time.
A Li was sitting on the eaves and couldn't get down, so he bent down and showed his face, and said seriously, "Miss Third, you don't have to wait too long, the Prime Minister's Mansion is coming soon, and you and Ning'er will be completely separated soon."
"Yes." Obviously sending only a half-dead useless prince couldn't calm Ming Qi's anger. Wu Sheyue looked up at him and asked, "What does Yu Jing mean?"
"Master will be able to leave the palace tomorrow morning at the latest. There are any other private matters in the Prime Minister's Mansion that Third Young Lady has to deal with. The Prime Minister's Mansion won't be able to keep him for a few days, so we must do it as soon as possible."
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It's early in the morning.
The huge Prime Minister's Mansion was quiet, with almost no sound. Neither the master nor the servants were hiding. No matter how you looked at it, it felt more depressed and empty than before the disaster.
But soon, a sudden loud quarrel broke the silence.
Wu Lixiang blocked Jiang Qingxue's door alone and wanted to go in. Her face was pale and haggard. Wu Liuyun, who was standing in front of her, seemed to have passed his lowest point. He was still dressed in brocade clothes and skirt, and had a beautiful face. She was also holding a manuscript with a black background embroidered with red peonies, and her expression was as indifferent and arrogant as before, as if it had never changed.
Wu Liuyun spat out the word like gold, "Get out."
"Don't go too far! You still think that you are the eldest daughter! It's people like you who will die in the accident!" Wu Lixiang was so excited that she was about to poke her finger into Wu Liuyun's face.
"It's a pity, that's just your personal wish." Wu Liuyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"The prince cannot protect himself and will not care about you at all!" Wu Lixiang emphasized unwillingly.
"Indeed, I don't intend to let the prince take care of me. But you, you can't protect yourself, why are you so free to meddle in other people's affairs."
"That's my husband!" Wu Lixiang said anxiously, "Why should you let him die! Give me all my money! I don't need your help!"
Wu Ziming, who had been arriving late, saw Wu Lixiang shouting hysterically, which was really scary. He ran over, hugged Wu Lixiang and dragged her back, "Let's go, stop making trouble here!" She was already pregnant with a child. Why bother
Wu Liuyun looked at the brother and sister and snorted. They were really stupid. They actually thought about taking the opportunity to divide the family property. A married concubine wanted to take advantage of her parents' family... If her father didn't just chop it up here... she!
Farces like this will happen frequently these days. It is already a troubled time, and it makes people panic.
No one could have imagined that at this moment on the east courtyard path, Wu Ziyi stopped and looked behind him—
Wu Sheyue walked out of the darkness and said with a smile: "My brother's hearing has improved recently."
"Sister." Wu Ziyi was not surprised at all by Wu Sheyue's appearance, and even called out with a low eyebrow.
"Is it right to call me sister?" Wu Sheyue turned the gun and continued to laugh, "Shouldn't I call you senior sister?"
Wu Ziyi's eyelids twitched, and sure enough, he saw Wu Sheyue raising her hand and pointing a gun at his head. Although the shining black hole was not sharp, his fear was worse than the knife on his neck.
Seeing Wu Ziyi take half a step back, Wu Sheyue narrowed her eyes dangerously, "It seems that you know what this is." Does this mean that Wu Ziyi can monitor herself to some extent
Wu Ziyi blinked and suddenly asked with a habitual smile, "Sister, what are you going to do?"
boom-
With the muffled sound of the muffler, Wu Ziyi froze. Wu Sheyue suppressed her smile and said, "Don't move. If my hand shakes, it will misfire. If you think you are faster than it, you can try it."
Wu Ziyi tried his best to hide his panic, lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Hey, I said that we have shared weal and woe, and our friendship is many times better than other people's. You answer me now, I won't be violent~" Wu Sheyue took two steps closer, the cold muzzle of the gun Slowly approached, "Tell me, who are you, what is your purpose, and what do you want to do to me."
Wu Ziyi backed away, "Why is this? Did Ning'er say something to you. You chose to believe her, right?"
Wu Sheyue asked him, "What do you think Ning'er will say to me?"
"I really have nothing to say. If my sister insists on beating me to death, there is nothing I can do about it." Wu Ziyi stared at the muzzle of the gun and couldn't move away.
"Okay then~" Wu Sheyue had just spoken when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a person coming out of the corner of her eye. She was always on high alert, so she quickly turned her gun.
boom-
"Well..." The man grunted, and the bullet hit his forearm. This time Wu Sheyue did not miss the target intentionally.
Wu Ziyi called out, his tone was weird, he probably wanted to call him something but he held it back.
But the opponent looked like a very powerful person. Although he was injured, he didn't stop for a moment. He changed the direction of his body and rushed towards Wu Sheyue.
Wu Sheyue fired another shot, but it actually missed. Seeing the other person approaching, she felt a gust of wind blowing beside her, and the familiar white corner of his clothes brushed against her hand.
Yu Jing raised his sword and stood in front of Wu Sheyue, confronting the man. The opponent was shot in the right arm, and Yu Jing had a weapon, so the moment the two of them fought, the man was at a disadvantage.
Wu Sheyue and Wu Ziyi both took a few steps back, and Wu Sheyue took the opportunity to look at each other back and forth.
This man is tall and thin. He looks like he is in his thirties, but his actual age is unclear. He is wearing a green robe and has black hair half tied back. He looks good, but is too skinny. It looks a little sick. (To be continued)