"By the way, Qingxing, please tell me whether Wu Sheyue is dead? Didn't she offend the Eighth Prince?" Wu Jinghua suddenly fell into deep thought. "The Eighth Prince has always said that he would be held accountable. She is a fool and an ugly person. Dad should not be able to use it." Has she offended the royal family?"
"This..." Qingxing lowered her head and said nothing. She was obviously no longer stupid or ugly, and... the emperor might not offend the prime minister for the sake of the eighth prince. But she didn't speak, not wanting to irritate Wu Jinghua.
But Wu Jinghua frowned and asked, "You should know something, right? Can't you go out?"
"I, I haven't heard anything. Aunt Meng can't go out casually." Qingxing swallowed her saliva. "Second Miss, I'll get you a bowl of porridge." She said, quickly put away the bowl on the table and went out. Walk.
Qingxing's heart was pounding. Aunt Meng had repeatedly told her not to say a word about Wu Sheyue, but the second lady asked repeatedly, and she was afraid of getting into trouble.
Wu Jinghua stared at Qing Xing's back and frowned. Wasn't what happened something good
Qingxing never came back after she left. Wu Jinghua stared at the mess on the table and sneered, knowing that he couldn't rely on her!
But before Qingxing came back, she waited for someone else. There was a knock on the door, and Wu Jinghua's eyes lit up, "Chun Tao?"
Chuntao opened the door carefully and entered the house. "Miss, what's wrong?"
Wu Jinghua grabbed her and asked, "How is Wu Sheyue doing recently? Have you asked me?"
"She..." Chuntao had a sad look on her face, and immediately started talking like she was pouring beans. "The West Courtyard was renovated, and the old lady filled in a lot of items. Not only did the eldest lady give a few maids as gifts, she also fed her with delicious food every day. . She got a lot of good things in the past two days. The West Courtyard is now—ah!"
Wu Jinghua slammed the cup on the ground, and Chuntao was shocked and shut up.
"Qing Xing is indeed hiding it from me! But why, why? Why is this?" Wu Jinghua asked naggingly. She couldn't figure out why someone the whole family hated would come to her head. Is it just because her face was healed? "No, that doesn't make sense! Then... what about the eighth prince? How can she be more valuable than a prince?"
This time Chuntao didn't dare to talk nonsense, she took a cautious step back and said, "I don't know about Chuntao. I don't dare to let anyone see me out now..."
Wu Jinghua had never been so humiliated before. She was fed flies by a fool and wanted to lock herself up instead. Even if she and Wu Sheyue didn't have any grudge in those years, they do now!
"She can hit people! Let's... just go and beat her up!"
"Ah? But can we fight... I don't know what happened to that fool, but he has a lot of strength." Looking back now, Chuntao still hasn't recovered from being kicked by Wu Sheyue... She still has lingering fears.
Wu Jinghua said gloomily, "It's impossible to beat her obviously, but we can secretly plan it. Can't she pretend to be a ghost? Then scare her to death by pretending to be a ghost! Even if you don't scare her to death, you can beat her to death!"
Chuntao was also eager to move in her heart, and she naturally hated it. You must know that she was the first person Wu Sheyue hit. Her jaw was almost broken and her whole body hurt for several days! So he immediately raised his hands in agreement and said, "Second Miss, what should we do?"
"It's not easy to scare people in the dark! Just go and prepare something for me." Wu Jinghua's idea was very direct. "Humph! I don't believe it. She is as skilled as dad! Let's sneak out in the dark, and then take advantage of the darkness. Come back. She is a dead girl without a mother, who can support her!"
"Yes!" Chuntao's eyes lit up, feeling that the opportunity for revenge was right in front of her.
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It's getting dark. Bai Lian took the medicine bowl and went out, and Ning'er went into the room to grind ink for Wu Sheyue.
Wu Sheyue suddenly put down her pen, Ning'er turned her head and asked, "What's wrong, Miss?"
"When will the Prime Minister come back?" In private, Wu Sheyue was not used to calling anyone daddy.
"The prime minister has never come back." Ning'er knew what Wu Sheyue wanted to ask, lowered her head and whispered, "Ning'er heard... the eighth prince really went to the emperor to complain, and the emperor didn't seem to say anything. Now , the Eighth Prince is recovering from his injuries."
Wu Sheyue nodded, "For the time being, the prime minister is still responsible for this matter. What I said at the gate was not for nothing. But once he has taken care of my aunt's affairs, he will be done with it."
Ning'er also recalled the scene at that time, and she was still a little aggrieved now, "Fortunately, the young lady had the foresight! Otherwise, the Eighth Prince would have taken advantage!" That man killed Aunt Yin and wanted to take possession of her young lady? What a beautiful thought!
"Okay, don't be like this whenever you talk about him. I promise, this revenge will be avenged sooner or later, but not these two days. We have to survive first before thinking about anything else. Since the Prime Minister can bear it for a few days, he will bear it for a few days. Let’s take a good breather. But it’s been six days, so I guess he’s coming back soon.”
"Miss, do you have any countermeasures?"
Wu Sheyue said calmly, "I was just thinking about it. If you have nothing to do, just go back and rest. Just let Bai Lian do all these things. Why bother yourself."
Ning'er was a little worried and said, "Ning'er has worked much harder than this before, and the young lady still plans to keep her?" Does she know the young lady's methods now, and she should be able to take someone away if she wants.
"Wouldn't it be good to keep her working for the time being? Besides..." She asked Bai Lian to serve her closely, but Bai Lian didn't dare to do anything. She is by his side, and one day she will play her due role.
Ning'er rubbed the ink for a while and then went back. Then Bai Lian came over to clean up the bed and table for Wu Sheyue to rest.
As usual, Wu Sheyue turned off the lights, and Bai Lian lay down in the ear room.
Wu Sheyue came to the window in the moonlight, opened the window and let the cool night breeze blow in. She looked at the faint colors of the flowers in the courtyard under the moonlight, and felt that this was actually quite pleasant.
She went back and took Yin Qiuming's box, and pulled out a pile of finished products and semi-finished products from under the bed. Then she carried them to the window and continued to play with them under the faint moonlight.
She wanted to find out the full uses of Yin Qiuming's tools, so she used them to make some special effects props. Most of this pile of strange-shaped heads are wood carvings, and a few are made of fabrics, using materials such as my own old clothes. Some are even colored. It looks very ferocious under the moonlight.
Wu Sheyue worked for a while, then frowned and began to weigh several knives. She wondered why these two were so unsatisfactory. Should she search for another one by herself
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard a slight sound in the distance. The click was very clear in the quiet night.
In fact, the sound is not loud, and it is not even noticeable. But Wu Sheyue's current body has sensitive senses, unlike her original body which was particularly slow. She immediately looked in the direction of the courtyard gate, and her heart tightened. Could it be someone? (To be continued)