Zhong Qingye has not been in a good mood recently.【】
Of course it wasn't because of Yelu Meixue's uncle-loving uncle's infuriating anger. She had been on the road with Yelu Xie and his group for several days.
Although the whole journey was relatively calm, and no assassin with eyes as she imagined appeared, probably because she behaved very calmly along the way and there was nothing suspicious about her, Xing's suspicion of her decreased, and she finally no longer looked like that.
From the beginning, he followed her inseparably.
Regarding this, Zhong Qingye breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't mind this kind of surveillance very much, no matter who it was, if there was a shadow following you behind you all the time, that person would probably not enjoy it very much.
But none of this is directly related to her bad mood.
The key is that when Zheng Xing gradually dispelled his suspicions and Zhong Qingye gradually got used to Yelu Meixue's tantrums of eating three meals a day, Yelu Xie showed his shameless limit.
"Cheating", "stealing", coupled with "threat and use" and clingy coquettishness, Zhong Qingye was stunned.
Ever since, before she even knew what the situation was, a large area of golden rooftops appeared in front of her.
Zhong Qingye wanted to roar to the sky twice.
Although she worships money, although she likes this kind of glittering gold that represents wealth, but for this kind of place where disaster and crisis coexist with wealth and power, and even the degree of danger far exceeds the temptation of wealth, Zhong Qingye thought, people with a little bit of brains
Everyone should know how to choose.
Besides, apart from the palace, she had plenty of places to make money, so there was really no need to sacrifice her precious life for a little money. What's more, she didn't know if she could earn enough money to make her laugh in Dongshang's palace.
Therefore, Zhong Qingye was very melancholy.
She finally ran out of the Northern Qi Palace and fell into the Dongshang Palace in the blink of an eye. She couldn't help but feel depressed.
But these still have no direct connection with her mood.
Three days ago, Yeluxie took her to a palace and told her in a matter-of-fact tone that this was her future residence. So Zhong Qingye was stunned for five minutes at the "Qiongyao Palace" with dragons and phoenixes on the lintel.
Then I was thinking, is it possible that there are people in this world who are fans of Aunt Qiong Yao?
"Alas..." Zhong Qingye sat behind the big desk and sighed for the thirty-seventh time.
The little girl who was serving her was very worried about her depressed mood and asked nonchalantly: "Sir, what's wrong with you? Why have you been sighing all morning?"
Zhong Qingye glanced at her lazily and said forcefully: "Didn't your little princess come to cause trouble today?"
The little girl was slightly startled, and quickly replied: "If I return to the young master, yes."
"What's it this time?" Zhong Qingye asked indifferently.
This can’t be blamed on Zhong Qingye’s calmness. It has only been three days since he lived in this Qiong Yao Palace, and the little princess Meixue’s little trick has come five times. The first time was drugged, the second time was laxatives, and the third time was anesthetics.
The fourth time she changed to venomous snakes. The most recent time, she got a lot of rats from somewhere and put them all on Zhong Qingye's bed.
Due to these experiences, Zhong Qingye couldn't calm down even if he wanted to. Not only her, but also the maids and guards in Qiongyao Palace were all calm. Anyway, with Zhong Qingye here, these things have never happened.
It worked, so why worry about it.
The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, then turned around and dragged in a linen bag from outside the door: "This is what the guard caught on the beam at the bedroom door with the tool you made."
Zhong Qingye glanced at the sack that was still squirming, and rubbed his temples with a headache: "Another snake? How many are there this time?"
The little girl replied: "Nineteen in total."
Really...
Zhong Qingye shook her head and stood up from the chair. She originally thought that Meixue was just a little girl and there was no need to argue with her, so she didn't care about her "little prank".
But he didn't expect that she would go too far. If this continued, Zhong Qingye couldn't help but worry that one day a group of poisonous scorpions would suddenly appear under his bed.
"Put the bag here first. That girl is getting more and more outrageous. If I don't teach her a lesson, she won't even know her last name." Looking at the squirming sack, Zhong Qingye frowned, a rare sign of anger.
Somewhat impatient.
The little girl responded, tied the sack tightly and placed it on the ground. Zhong Qingye waved her hand and she retreated wisely.
Zhong Qingye sat down again and sighed for the thirty-eighth day.
Not because of Yelv Meixue's prank, but because of the news brought by the wind this morning.
A very simple sentence, but it instantly disturbed Zhong Qingye's heart, which had been as calm as water for a month.
He said: "According to the latest news, the news that you are currently in Dongshang Palace has been known to Prince Rui. If the news is wrong, Prince Rui's two personal guards, Black Eagle and White Eagle, are currently on their way to Dongshang."
They have traveled thousands of miles, and if my guess is correct, their target should be you, the princess."
The target was of course her. Apart from himself, Zhong Qingye really couldn't think of anyone else who could make Qi Mo pursue the two countries of Northern Qi and Eastern Shang so persistently without giving up.
Is this an honor?
But what about herself? Is she ready?
Zhong Qingye was in a state of confusion.
Originally, these days, she had restrained herself from thinking about these problems, and she even thought that she had really reached the point where her heart was calm. However, someone else's words suddenly shattered her month-long suppression.
I really want to know how he is doing recently? Did he eat on time? Did he take a good rest? Is the relationship with Qi Mu still as tight as before? During the days when she was away, did he...
Have you missed her?
"ah!"
Zhong Qingye scratched his scalp angrily and pressed his face on the table in annoyance. What's going to happen if this goes on!?
There was no way she could liberate herself from this heart-scratching state. In this case, what was the point of leaving? It was better to stay by Qi Mo's side honestly.
If I go back now...wouldn't it be embarrassing...
What on earth is she doing these days!...
Zhong Qingye scratched his scalp in pain, scratching his gentle long hair like Mei Chaofeng.
"Oh... what's wrong with Mr. Ye Qing today?" A slightly smiling voice came from outside the door, and his tone sounded unflattering and teasing: "Why do you have such a constipated expression on your face?"