Perhaps unwilling to be ignored by Zhao Wuyou, Feng Yuxue blocked her carriage in front of Zhao Wuyou many times, but Zhao Wuyou avoided it every time and walked past on the side road.
"No one can stop me. I have to go to Wanhua Tower to experience it again today. If you are not a romantic person, you will waste your youth..."
Zhao Wuyou recited poems aloud. They were all poems that he had particularly liked in the past, but there were no such poems in the Fengming Empire.
Feng Yuxue, who was sitting in the carriage, naturally heard Zhao Wuyou's wild poems. She was angry and kicked the carriage, but it hurt herself so much that her dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She
Anger clung to the pillows on the carriage, and he ignored Zhao Wuyou.
After Feng Yuxue left, Zhao Wuyou turned back and walked towards the Zhenguo Palace.
After climbing over the high wall, Zhao Wuyou relied on his previous memories to avoid servants and guards along the way, climbed up to the roof, and reached the top of Zhao Laoliu's room.
At this moment, Zhao Laoliu was still struggling painfully in the room. He lay on the ground and rolled around the room, shouting that he couldn't stand it. There was a medicine jar on the table in the room.
In order to restore his body, he has invited countless famous medical experts to diagnose his illness. He also eats rare and hard-to-find herbs in different ways every day, but it has no effect at all.
Zhao Wuyou looked at his appearance and shook his head with some disdain, thinking to himself, "You bastard, you were not a good person to begin with. Now that you are no longer good, you are still acting like this. If you don't die, who will die?"
Hiding on the roof, Zhao Wuyou watched Zhao Laoliu's painful struggle, and then saw him lying limply on the ground, struggling feebly. The two maids on the other side who were all injured carefully lifted him up and held him up.
He put it on the bed.
Just as the two maids put Zhao Laoliu back on the bed and were about to leave, the latter slowly woke up and whispered:
"Let me see if the medicine has any effect..."
The maid remained motionless, looking at each other, but neither of them was willing to step forward to serve this young man who was almost mentally insane.
"Bitch slave, can't you hear what I said?" Zhao Laoliu roared in a low voice. It was obvious that the attitude of the two women made his self-esteem a little unbearable.
It wasn't until they were scolded that the two women reluctantly walked to Zhao Laoliu's bed to diagnose whether the medicine he was taking was effective.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"..."
Zhao Wuyou lay on the roof, turning his face helplessly. He became more determined to kill the bastard Zhao Laoliu, but he also gave up the idea of doing it himself. Such a person is not worthy of him.
Take action.
"Get out, get out of here..."
Zhao Laoliu picked up the jade hammer lying on the pillow and hit the maid on the head.
There was a "boom", and the maid couldn't dodge and was hit on the head. She was bleeding profusely, while Zhao Laoliu was lying on the bed, laughing with a weird face, and his voice was weird and bizarre, making people shudder.
Until the maid dragged his injured body away, Zhao Laoliu was still lying on the bloody bed, smiling and laughing, but his tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Zhao Wuyou, you bitch, sooner or later, I'm going to make you kneel at my feet, kowtow to me and admit your mistakes, and I'm going to torture you with my own hands until you're like a pig or a dog..."
The hysterical Zhao Laoliu was lying on the bed, looking at the blood of the maid in his hand, and recounted countless torture methods that he wanted to torture Zhao Wuyou. His originally fair face also turned red from talking to himself.
Putting the tiles in his hands back into place, Zhao Wuyou sighed helplessly and secretly said, "This Zhao Laoliu is such a damn guy. Letting him live in this world is just a waste of food."
Zhao Wuyou stood up and left, and left the Zhenguo Palace in a grand manner while avoiding the sight of everyone. He was also surprised to find that the small courtyard where he originally lived had now become a habitat for livestock.
Perhaps Zhao Laoliu wanted to use this method to achieve his terrible evil taste. Unfortunately, he could only rely on his own imagination to defeat Zhao Wuyou in this life.
After leaving the Zhenguo Palace, Zhao Wuyou found Mu Lu who was in full swing of construction.
Mu Lu, who used to have a pretty face and makeup that was more charming than a woman, has now turned into a completely rough man. Zhao Wuyou couldn't tell such a big change for a while.
In the room, Zhao Wuyou was sitting at the table. Seeing Mu Lu pouring tea for him as before, he couldn't help but smile and said:
"Mu Lu, if you pour tea like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear you anymore."
The latter smiled awkwardly when he heard this, poured the tea, sat at the table, and said a little embarrassedly:
"I have just started recently, and I have to do everything. There is nothing I can do about it. There are no tender-skinned people in this boat. They have to go through ups and downs. No, in the blink of an eye, I am like this.
Already."
"That's fine. With your actions like this, I believe you can definitely restore the family's former glory." Zhao Wuyou drank the tea poured by Mu Lu, asked him about some developments, and gave his own practical solutions.
plan.
"Master, if I hadn't been familiar with you for a long time, it would be hard to imagine that such a young master is so full of knowledge and strategies. It only took a quarter of an hour to analyze so many troubles hidden in my heart.
It's all right. From my point of view, it's hard for anyone in this world to be the Young Master's rival." Mu Lu sighed sincerely.
Zhao Wuyou smiled and waved his hand, "There are many smart people in the world, but there are more smart people than smart people. I know many smart people, but most of the smart people are a little clumsy.
If you change your mind and do things, only by treating yourself as a fool can you really succeed. These are just some clever things on my part."
After chatting about the development, Zhao Wuyou revealed his purpose of looking for Mu Lu.
Half an hour later, Mu Lu said with a smile:
"Young Master, this move of yours is really cruel. If it is really done, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing and fatal for the Duke of Zhenguo. It is not good for this Sixth Young Master Zhao to offend anyone, but he will offend you, Young Master. He deserves not to be punished."
Good to die."
Zhao Wuyou smiled and said helplessly:
"I sincerely love the bright moon, but the bright moon shines in the ditch. It would be fine if the Duke of Zhen doesn't become my enemy, but they actually want me to die, so you can't blame me."
"Well, yes, this Mr. Zhao Liu is ruthless enough." Mu Lu sighed sincerely, but then he suddenly remembered something and said:
"Sir, the Sixth Young Master Zhao and the man named Feng Tianshan plotted against you together. If the Sixth Young Master Zhao has been dealt with, should we also deal with this royal descendant in the next step?"
Hearing Mu Lu's suggestion, Zhao Wuyou was a little confused. If he killed Zhao Laoliu and Feng Tianshan in succession, everyone in the capital would know that he had done these things. Then he would still be able to
Are you going to live well?
Zhao Laoliu can use his inner demons to get rid of him, but Fengtianshan is in some trouble. This guy is a descendant of the royal family, and his father is a powerful figure in the imperial army who controls half of the capital. He must not offend him.
After thinking again and again, Zhao Wuyou finally made up his mind and said:
"This Fengtianshan is not as bad as Zhao Laoliu, and I don't have any big hatred against him. As long as he doesn't mess with me again, there is no need for me to seek revenge. The most important thing now is development."
After setting the general policy, Zhao Wuyou discussed some details with Mu Lu. It wasn't until late at night that the two of them summarized the development plan and previous events for the past six months. When Zhao Wuyou left, he was astonished.
The huge draft development plan was completely unfolded in the minds of the two people. At this time, Mu Lu also saw his future more clearly.
Zhao Wuyou left Mu Lu's residence and wandered alone, preparing to return home to sleep.
"Hey, it's been such a busy day in Tiandao. It's better to drink flower wine in Wanhua Tower."
Turning the corner, Zhao Wuyou saw a carriage parked in front of his small courtyard, and sitting on the carriage was a middle-aged man wearing a raincoat.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Zhao Wuyou stepped forward, stiff and alert, and asked.
The man raised his head slightly, revealing a scarred face, and said with a ferocious smile:
"I am the one who wants your life..." This chapter has been completed!