“不过你且放心,”

Yingshu suddenly made a sound, which was so shocked that Ye Qingwan curled his fingers slightly, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

She said: "I have no malice, and the disease is not serious. At least I have never done anything extreme, nor have any obsessions that penetrate deep into my bones, nor have any dark and evil thoughts."

Ye Qingwan omitted a lot of words behind her, focusing on the previous sentence, and frowned, and said strangely: "There is still a severity of this disease? Could it be that it varies from person to person?"

Yingshu was slightly stunned, her eyes flashed, and she smiled and said, "I'm half right."

"There is indeed a saying of importance, and it is different from heaven and earth."

"This is related to bloodline. According to the older generation, the ancestors of Mingzhao people were cursed by evil spirits, and then they suffered from this disease. The curse was so deep that the children born were also sick, and passed down from generation to generation. However, bloodlines can dilute this disease. After all, only Mingzhao people were cursed."

"For example, if both parents are Mingzhao people, their children will be seriously ill, and they will get sick after being aged, and the other is a minority. That is, like me, if one of the parents or ancestors is Mingzhao people, and the other is Chuyi or other people, then their children will be mild. If they get sick, they will only get sick after encountering extremely persistent people and things, or are greatly stimulated."

This disease is really strange. Ye Qingwan was stuttering at the corner of his mouth, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

After digesting this shocking secret alone, she suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard of Jiang Shuo?"

"Jiang Shuo?" Yingshu frowned, with a confused look on her face. She chewed the words repeatedly, and finally changed into a gossipy face: "I haven't heard of it, who? A man and a woman? Isn't it your sweetheart?"

Ye Qingwan didn't have the heart to explain to her, and was depressed: "No one."

她当即心下了然,想来姜朔并非他本名,否则作为明诏人的莺姝不可能不认识,甚至听都没听过.

Moreover, she guessed that Jiang Shuo's reputation and status in Mingzhao should be extremely high, so when he arrived in Chuyi, he needed to use a pseudonym to hide his identity.

见叶轻晚半天不说话,莺姝奇怪:“怎么了?”

Ye Qingwan's expression was calm and she shook her head without saying a word.

Yingshu saw through her thoughts: "Have you met our Mingzhao?"

Ye Qingwan did not hide it and told the truth: "There is one."

For some reason, Yingshu's eyes lit up and her tone was excited: "Oh? What's it? Maybe I've seen it, but I don't know what his name is, right?"

Ye Qingwan pondered for a moment, and Jiang Shuo's face that was slapping flashed in his skull. The corner of his mouth twitched and rolled his eyes: "The smile on the surface is hippie, but in fact he is sinister and cunning."

Yingshu didn't say anything, but the smile on her lips became even stronger.

Ye Qingwan turned his eyes to look at her: "Do you recognize it?"

"I don't recognize it."

Ye Qingwan was suspicious: "Why do you laugh at if you don't recognize me?"

Yingshu is suspicious.

She explained: "The person you said looks no different from what you said, because most of the Mingzhao people are like this."

Ye Qingwan was speechless.

They clearly ordered people to be dark or not, she didn't know whether they were dark or not, but they only knew that they were all smiling tigers.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a while. Yingshu suddenly lowered her head and wanted to pour wine, but found that she could not pour out a drop of wine. She was emptied by Ye Qingwan while listening to her playing the pipa and explaining her heart's illness.

She secretly complained that this person was even more addicted to alcohol than hers.

She sighed and said regretfully: "What a pity, I still couldn't get you drunk after I finished drinking."

Ye Qingwan said nothing, and after knowing the secret of Mingzhaoren, her face was always ugly.

In fact, she was already drunk and forced to the limit. Her drowsy mind did not allow her to pretend to be relaxed and meaningless.

Yingshu came over, shrank into her arms like when she first met, and shouted to her coquettishly: "Ye Yin, good Ye Yin,"

"Just tell me, just for the sake of my telling you the secret of Mingzhao, you can tell me your secret."

She kissed, hugged and acted coquettishly, and almost used up all the tricks she had used against the man on Ye Qingwan.

Ye Qingwan was still unmoved, with a thick-skinned face, and calmly spread his face: "It's you who want to tell me yourself, I never said I want to know what you did in your Mingzhao."

"Besides, such a big secret, what should I do if it causes a murder?" Ye Qingwan lowered his eyes, pinched the other party's chin buried in his chest, and sneered: "You are dragging me into the water. If you don't blame you, you can be considered as generous."

Yingshu broke free from her hand and pulled her out of her arms, her lips trembled up and down, and she was almost so angry that she laughed out loud by her shamelessness.

"Do you still want to know?" Ye Qingwan put his face on one hand, and a smile appeared on his lips, and he was joking.

Yingshu sat on the stool, her head turned around and stopped looking at Ye Qingwan: "You want to fool me again, Ignore you!"

叶轻晚轻笑出声:“好了,告诉你便是.”

For the sake of face, Yingshu secretly slanted her eyes and glanced at Ye Qingwan with her own light. Before she could confirm whether Ye Qingwan really wanted to inform her, she saw her get up and come to her again.

Yingshu hurriedly lowered her head, and groaned and let out a few times with her nose, pretending to be angry.

Ye Qingwan stopped beside her, supported the table with his hand, leaned down half of her body, and a small face lay on her ear, and her lips moved a few times.

Yingshu immediately frowned her thin eyebrows and stared at Ye Qingwan's beautiful face. Her eyes became a little darker, and she was shocked.

After saying that, Ye Qingwan straightened up, smiled indifferently, picked up the mask that fell to the ground, and slapped it on Xu Gu's head.

"Go away."

Xu Gu woke up from his dream with pain, opened his confused eyes, and saw the snow-white figure walking towards the door.

He shook his head lightly and wanted to get up and follow, but as soon as he moved, he found that his limbs were weak and his mind was dizzy.

Xu Gu finally stood up, and there was another dizzy turn, his eyes turned black and his vision was blurred. He saw two or three ghosts in everything and could not walk normally.

You shouldn't be greedy for this cup.

Yingshu still didn't recover from her senses, so she didn't pay attention to Xu Gu.

Ye Qingwan opened the door and saw Wuming standing at the door with rules. She pointed to Xu Gu who could not walk behind and said, "Hold him back."

Wuming nodded, went in and stole Xu Gu out, and left.

After the three of them left Xichun Tower, several crisp sounds of the mechanism starting from the private room where Yingshu was located came.

Yingshu was shocked by the sound and immediately came back to her senses. Looking sideways, a tall figure appeared behind the screen, walking out from behind without any haste. As the foot lifting movements were moving, there were two pleasant and crisp ringtones.

Yingshu raised her lips and smiled, walked over in two steps, lowered her head and bowed, and then asked: "When did the young master come? Why don't you notify me?"

The figure walked out of the screen, with red gauze like blood, skin like cream, delicate and deep facial features, extremely handsome and extremely eye-catching, black hair scattered on the shoulders, to the waist, with hands overlapping around the arms, and walking scattered, as lazy as others.
Chapter completed!