Chapter 225: The One Who Kills a Thousand Knives

For fear of worrying Mo Weiguo, Shen Qingyu did not return to Mo Mansion, but went to Yixing Wine Workshop.

After a few days, the life in Yixing Wine Workshop was quite smooth.

The night gradually covered the entire sky, and the streets of Lin'an finally fell silent.

After a busy day, Yixing Distillery cleared up after greeting the last guest.

The little guys in the shop went down to rest after a busy day's work.

Liu Shu snatched the job from Shen Qingyu's hands and said, "Let's do this kind of rough work, Miss go and rest." ”​

Shen Qingyu wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile on his eyebrows: "It's rare once. ”​

Where Liu Shu is willing, he naturally persuades her to go to rest quickly.

Seeing that he couldn't do it, Shen Qingyu didn't say anything.

After going to the wine cellar and ordering a jar of wine, she slowly walked towards Bai Xuwen's house.

There are still ten days left before the imperial examination, and Bai Xuwen has been immersed in his voice for the past few days, even to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

"Xiaobai. ”

Qing Yue's voice was like a breeze, and it blew away the dizziness of his brain at once.

Bai Xuwen raised his eyes to look at the figure reflected on the door, and immediately stepped over and opened the door.

"Why did the young lady come here? ”

The man looked at the woman against the candlelight, and his eyes were full of soft color.

Two fingers knocked on the wine jar, and she smiled and said, "Have a drink?"

Those eyes were obviously full of smiles, but he still accidentally spied a bit of unsolvable gloom.

From the moment she suddenly came to Yixing Liquor House to stay temporarily, he vaguely felt that something was going on in Xiao Mansion, but if she didn't say it, he naturally wouldn't ask.

Collecting his thoughts, he didn't say a word, just smiled lightly and responded with a "Okay." ”

The late autumn night was a little chilly.

The two sat on the stone steps of the four-room courtyard, each holding a bowl and two empty wine jars at their feet.

Bai Xuwen is not good at drinking, and agreeing to drink with her is already enough to give her face, so she naturally will not force him to drink more.

Most of these two jars of wine were drunk by Shen Qingyu alone.

It's probably because I'm in a depressed mood, and the more I drink this wine, the more comfortable my heart becomes.

Before I knew it, I drank too much.

Seeing that she finished the bowl of wine in one go, he frowned slightly, and hurriedly pressed her hand, inevitably she wanted to pour wine again.

"Enough to drink so much. ”

She retracted her hand, Rao was sitting, and the whole person was also shaky, with a feeling of being top-heavy.

Her slightly smoky eyes sparkled, she propped her head, and suddenly hiccuped.

"Not enough, this jar hasn't been drunk yet?"

As she spoke, she pulled her extremely dissatisfied little face, pushed his hand away, and heroically lifted the wine jar on the ground.

Bai Xuwen's face was slightly dark, and he snatched the wine jar from her hand regardless of the situation.

"If Miss can trust Xiaosheng, if you have anything to say, you don't have to hold it back, you can tell Xiaosheng, maybe Xiaosheng has a way to help Miss?"

After holding it all night, Bai Xuwen couldn't help but say it, maybe out of the purpose of wanting to know her better, or maybe he didn't want to see this lost soul again.

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu's eyes became dull, and after a while, she stared at the darkness in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

However, where she stared unconsciously, there was a hidden person.

The man was dressed in black, almost melted into the night, his complexion was cold, colder than the wind in late autumn, and the eyes of Gujing Wubo gradually shattered a dark light when reflecting the woman's figure.

"Xiao Chengyu, the one who killed a thousand knives. ”

The woman's angry voice suddenly sounded, making the man's body tremble slightly invisibly.

She really still hated him......

Bai Xuwen was confused when he heard it: "What's wrong with Xiao Shizi?"

Shen Qingyu held a little face that had become red from drinking, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "That guy has been calculating the old lady, go to him, and it can be said that it is for me." ”

If it was for her, could you calculate her like that?

And I don't know what's going on these days? When I'm busy, I will subconsciously think of him.

In the past, when he was in Xiao Mansion, he stuck to her all day long, calling his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law, and from time to time he even got her some food. In the past two days, she has not been happy with anything, and she always feels that there is still something missing.

Bai Xuwen didn't know the inside story, but he felt that his brain was a mess and he couldn't understand it.

"There's no way to live this day, or he'll have to rest. The woman said seriously with a small face.

Anyway, she was going to leave in a year, and since that guy had recovered, it was okay for her to leave early.

Although it was a wine talk, Bai Xuwen was still surprised by her, this has never heard of a woman Hufu throughout the ages.

Xiao Chengyu listened to the girl's drunken words, and sank to the bottom one by one.

Feeling the unprecedented coldness erupting, Yun Zheng subconsciously gathered his shirt.

Howling in my heart, princess, don't say it anymore, the iceberg is about to collapse.

Shen Qingyu, who drank the wine, was extremely difficult, and Bai Xuwen wasted a lot of effort before he tricked people back into the room.

After calling Meng Fu to come over and clean her, Bai Xuwen left with confidence.

After tucking the futon for his own concubine, Meng Fu sighed lightly, and then blew out the candle and retreated.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Meng Fu was almost frightened by the two figures outside the door.

Inevitably, Meng Fu screamed in surprise, Yun Zheng seemed to have been prepared for a long time, quickly stepped forward, and covered Meng Fu's mouth.

Meng Fu looked at his master, who was still handsome under the night, and couldn't take his eyes off it, and blinked.

And her master didn't even have the interest to look at her, but pushed open the door and went to find his daughter-in-law.

Meng Fu: "......"

Master, did your old man ignore his subordinates directly?

With a creak, the door was pushed open and closed again.

Afraid of waking up the woman, Xiao Chengyu's steps were extremely light, and he walked to the edge of the bed and paused abruptly.

He quietly looked at the woman who seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably on the bed, and the dark light in his eyes was even worse.

"Xiao Chengyu, the old lady killed you with a sword. ”

Listening to the girl's whispers in her dream, Xiao Chengyu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly again.

I even hate him in my dreams..................

On the bed, the man who took off his shoes and went to the bed gently took the woman into his arms, and a faint mint fragrance mixed with the fragrance of peach blossom wine instantly entered his nasal cavity, making his heart calm down.

His chin rested lightly on the top of her head: "Hugh, you are bold. ”

Shen Qingyu, who was asleep, frowned, and whispered indistinctly: "Do you think I dare......?"

Kill a thousand knives Xiao Chengyu: "......"

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The sky broke through the clouds, and Shen Qingyu, who had a hangover all night, woke up and felt uncomfortable, as if he had been beaten with a mallet.

Meng Fu walked in with the hot water he had just made, and the cold wind also poured in with Meng Fu's action of pushing the door, and Shen Qingyu, who was originally going to stay, shivered coldly, and instantly retracted into the warm bedding.

"Cold, close the door. ”

Putting down the water, Meng Fu hurriedly closed the door.

After purifying the face, Shen Qingyu sat in front of the bronze mirror, Meng Fu stood behind him, holding a green comb in his hand, and combed her a little absentmindedly.

Looking at Meng Fu's expression thousands of miles away through the bronze mirror, she asked worriedly, "Does Fu'er have something on her mind?"

Meng Fu was a spirit, and all souls were pulled back.

After hesitating in his heart, after a few deliberations, Meng Fu pouted his lips and said word by word: "Princess Shizi, there is something, the slave wants to confess to you......"

Shen Qingyu frowned, how could he confess these two words..................