Her mood was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs, which gave her a taste of what ups and downs meant.
So much so that she didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.
"You said that the woman you respected was the one who went to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion to steal the five-color emperor flower... the prostitute?"
Fu Sanzhong nodded, "Who else could it be? Apart from that woman, Your Majesty, there is no other woman!"
"That damn female prostitute, I don't know where she learned her vicious skills, and she forced my lord to submit obediently!"
...
Fu San was talking to himself on the side, gnashing his teeth, making the corners of Ye Qingran's mouth twitch violently.
Simply speechless.
After doing this for a long time, could it be that she has been jealous of herself?
She continued to ask: "Fu San, are you sure that apart from me and that... female prostitute, there is no other woman in your family?"
Fu San was very sure, "No more!"
After all these years of following Your Majesty, he has never seen Your Majesty have a relationship with another woman.
"Miss Ye, you also know that Your Majesty has always been mysophobic, and he will only take the initiative to have sex with the woman he loves..."
Ye Qingran coughed unnaturally.
At this moment, she was completely sure that she had just made a big mistake.
She was indeed jealous of herself.
Ye Qingran felt funny when he thought that he had risked his own life and sneaked into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion in order to steal the five-color emperor flower. In the end, not only did he not get the five-color emperor flower, but he also put himself in it, Ye Qingran felt funny.
Who would have thought that that incident not only became the beginning of the intertwining fate of her and Fu Hanxiu, but also planted a misunderstanding...
Fu Hanxiu never knew that the so-called prostitute was her, and she had been unable to confess to him for various reasons.
In the end, it led to today's misunderstanding.
If Fu San hadn't stepped forward at this time, there would have been a lot of trouble between her and Fu Hanxiu.
"Haha~"
The more he thought about it, the more funny Ye Qingran found it.
I have to say that life is like a play, and this is not unreasonable.
Ye Qingran raised her head slightly and saw the moon through the clouds. The moon and stars were sparse, just like her state of mind at the moment.
In the night, her laughter concealed lightness.
"Miss Ye, why are you laughing?" Fu San looked confused.
Miss Ye was obviously crying just now, why is she laughing again now?
Could it be that after learning the truth, she was violently stimulated and went crazy?
This thought made Fu San feel nervous.
Hey, Miss Ye is also that pitiful person!
She just wants her man to be devoted and dedicated. What's wrong with her? Why does God treat her like this?
"Nothing." Ye Qingran looked at Fu San.
When she thought about how much this guy hated her, the prostitute, and how many times he had cried and shouted in front of her that he wanted to bring her, the prostitute, to justice, and then tortured her, she suddenly wanted to know
, what will be his reaction when he learns the truth.
"Fu San, actually, I know where that female prostitute is."
She looked serious.
"What? Miss Ye? Do you know where that female thief is?"
Fu San's eyes lit up.
"good."
"Where is she?"
"From your tone, it sounds like you can't wait?"
Fu San narrowed his eyes, and his whole body turned into a cold murderous god.
"Of course! I have been looking for her for almost a year! If I catch her, I will definitely let her cook in the fire and die a hard death!"
Ye Qingran clicked his tongue lightly.
So cruel.
Do you hate her so much?
"Miss Ye, tell me quickly where she is!"
Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows and said, "She is far away in the horizon, but right in front of you."
"Far away in the horizon, right in front of you?"
Fu San glanced around and found that the courtyard was quiet, with no one around except...
An idea appeared in Fu San's mind.
He slowly turned his gaze to Ye Qingran, his eyes gradually widened and his pupils gradually narrowed.
Ye Qingran smiled half-heartedly and showed off his cards, "To be honest, the prostitute you have been looking for is me."
To be honest, the prostitute you have been looking for is me.
To be honest, the prostitute you have been looking for is me.
To be honest, the prostitute you have been looking for is me.
...
These words, like a magic voice, echoed in Fu San's mind and never dissipated for a long time.
Fu San looked at Ye Qingran without blinking, extremely shocked.
In the past nearly a year, he had spent countless manpower, material and financial resources, and imagined countless possibilities, but he had never doubted Ye Qingran.
Because, in his mind, Ye Qingran is the most unlikely person in the world!
So, when the truth surfaced, he couldn't believe what he heard anyway.
"Haha, Miss Ye, stop joking..."
Fu San giggled.
Even if he were beaten to death, he would not believe that Ye Qingran was a slut.
"This thing is not funny at all. How could you, a kind and honest person like you, be a prostitute? Miss Ye, stop teasing me!"
Ye Qingran: "..."
Sure enough, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
"Who are you kidding? That night, I wore night clothes and went to the bamboo forest in the backyard. Just when I was about to succeed, you guys came. I turned around and fled to Fu Hanxiu's bath. In the bath, I saw Fu Hanxiu, because
Being poisoned by Taixu bamboo pollen, I suddenly had evil thoughts in my heart. It happened that Fu Hanxiu fell to the mortal world, so..."
Ye Qingran gave him a 'you know' look.
Fu San understood, and he was dumbfounded.
This is indeed what happened, and there is nothing wrong with it.
The scenes of that night emerged in my mind.
It seemed that the eyes of the woman in black wearing a hijab gradually overlapped with Ye Qingran's.