Chapter 10 Grudge Couple

After Fu Mingjue went up to the second floor, he accurately found the private room where Ling Youyao was.

When he heard the words "Shen Shizi", Fu Mingjue pulled Jiang Liu back, who was about to push the door in.

Jiang Liu looked at his master suspiciously.

Fu Mingjue ignored him, leaned against the door, and listened carefully to the corner.

In the private room, Ling Youyao lowered her eyes, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes: "I can't help him."

The bond between the original owner and Shen Xuhuai was too deep. Even she, a bystander, could sympathize with the twelve-year relationship, so how could she easily persuade others to let it go?

Shen Qiongyu snorted coldly: "Brother, after so many years of hard work, do you think I can only apologize to you?"

"Ling Youyao, do you know how he came here these past few months?!"

Shen Xuhuai had been having a hard time these past few months, and Shen Qiongyu was the one who stood up for him.

What about the real Ling Youyao?

On the one hand, she was her childhood sweetheart, and on the other hand, she was so entangled with the lives of the entire Ling family? But no one cared about her.

On the eve of her wedding, she left a suicide note and committed suicide by throwing herself into a lake.

Later, Ling Youyao became her and climbed out of the cold lake on her behalf.

"So what if I know?" Ling Youyao gave a bitter smile, "Can I still invite myself to the court now and marry into your Shen family?"

Shen Qiongyu was shocked by her words, and then said: "My Shen family will not let a vain woman enter the house."

Her long eyelashes drooped, covering up the loneliness in Ling Youyao's eyes: "There's only so much I can say. It's getting late, so you should go back early."

Ling Youyao stood up and prepared to leave.

Shen Qiongyu didn't say anything more. The reason why she came today was just because she heard that Ling Youyao was the only one who came back to visit her relatives, so she wanted to come and ridicule her.

Yin Zhu opened the door and saw Jiang Liu guarding the door.

"Commander Jiang?"

Ling Youyao also tilted her head and looked.

Jiang Liu was a little embarrassed, so he cupped his hands and said, "My subordinates have met the princess. The prince knows that you are here, so he specially sent his subordinates to pick you up."

In fact, the prince listened to the corner and left early for fear of being discovered, leaving him to stay and cover.

Ling Youyao was not suspicious, she was just thinking: How could Fu Mingjue be so kind and send someone to pick her up?

The fact is: Fu Mingjue was not only kind, but also came to pick her up in person.

As soon as Ling Youyao entered the carriage, she felt a cold gaze falling on her.

"came back?"

As soon as Fu Mingjue opened his mouth, she almost fell to her knees in fright!

Ling Youyao smiled stiffly: "My lord, when did you come back?"

"I just came here not long ago." Fu Mingjue waved to her, "Come here."

Ling Youyao walked over bravely and sat down at an arm's length away from him.

Fu Mingjue looked at her with a half-smile, then stretched out his long arm, picked her up, stared at her face for a while, and said, "Has the rash gone?"

Ling Youyao was shocked and said hurriedly: "Okay. Everything is fine." She was afraid that he would make such an excessive request to "see it with her own eyes" again.

"Why are you panicking? I won't eat you."

Ling Youyao secretly thought: She almost ate it last time, and it scared her so much that she couldn't calm down for several days.

Some people seem to be as cold as immortals, but in fact they are not.

"What are you doing at the teahouse?" Fu Mingjue finally returned to the topic.

Ling Youyao was speechless, she was not stupid, such an obvious cliché.

"I met Miss Shen on the road and invited her to have a cup of tea." She replied truthfully.

Fu Mingjue's eyes narrowed slightly: "I remember that you used to have a very good relationship with Miss Shen's family, but today she targets you everywhere. Can you blame her?"

Shouldn't he be the one she should resent?

If it weren't for Fu Mingjue coming out halfway, how could things have turned into what they are today?

Ling Youyao only dared to say these words in her heart.

When facing Fu Mingjue, she still said obediently: "Miss Shen is angry with me because of her brother's matter. Just let it out. There is no need to blame anyone."

Fu Mingjue hooked her waist and said with deep eyes, "Then can you blame me?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Youyao was stunned.

If she could, she would definitely say: resentment!

However, imagination is not the same as reality. She is sure that once she says it, she will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

For today's plan, there is only one word: patience.

Ling Youyao raised her eyes to look at Fu Mingjue and said confusedly: "Why should I blame the prince?"

She has a pair of smart eyes and a childish appearance. When she said this, she was like a non-aggressive rabbit.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. If you want to judge whether a person is lying, just look at his eyes.

——But Ling Youyao is different.

Fu Mingjue looked into her clear eyes and couldn't help but shudder. He leaned on Ling Youyao's shoulder: "Even if you complain, I will not let you go. If we can't be a good couple, we can be a resentful couple."

Ling Youyao felt ten thousand resistances in her heart.

I really don’t know what evil she did to end up falling on Fu Mingjue

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. After Hai hour, all the shops on the street are closed.

The teahouse on the corner of the street has also lost its key, leaving only a small door next to it ajar.

The waiter in coarse linen clothes took a pancake and squatted at the door. He tore off a piece of pancake very irritably and started to chew on it. His other hand was waving in the air from time to time.

Snapped!

He slapped his calf and cursed: "If you don't come back, I will be sucked dry by mosquitoes!"

Normally, the messenger would come to the teahouse on time to drink the last cup of tea, but today there was a ghost. It was almost midnight and no one came yet.

After being bitten by mosquitoes four or five times in a row, the waiter finally became impatient.

"Damn! He's not dead, is he? It's been so long."

Before he finished speaking, a figure walked over from the other end of the long street. The light was dim and his face could not be seen clearly.

The waiter's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously thought he was here to contact me: "Why are you here just now? I've been waiting for you all night! Come in quickly, the shopkeeper is waiting for you."

The man stood in the shadows, showing a strange smile.

The waiter's eyes widened: "You are."

A cold light flashed, and the words suddenly stopped! The word "who" stuck in his throat only came out when he fell into Jiang Liu's arms.

Jiang Liu supported the lifeless waiter and entered the small door.

Fu Mingjue, who was in the dark, ordered coldly: "Keep alive."

A group of Xuanyu guards took the order and looked like ghosts, surrounding the teahouse.

The shopkeeper who was knocking on the abacus inside suddenly heard a strange noise and was startled. He quickly put down the abacus, took the long knife, and slowly approached the door.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a person knocked out!

The shopkeeper suddenly jumped in shock, raised his hand and slashed with a knife - the waiter's head was cut off, and blood spurted out, splattering his face with blood.

"You, who are you?" The shopkeeper was shocked and stared at the person outside the door.

Jiang Liu took out the token and coldly spit out three words: "Xuan Yu Wei."
Chapter completed!