Chapter Eighty-Three: No Possibility

Zhong Liyue looked at Shen Zhaoyan's bottomless eyes, and suddenly felt a little scared. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 🔥 How did he know?

"What exactly is the message to be delivered above?" Shen Zhaoyan pointed to the white cloth on the ground and asked.

His tone was so affirmative, it was obvious that he already knew that she had sent the letter. Zhong Liyue frowned, and replied truthfully: "It's a poem." ”

"Don't lie to me!" Shen Zhaoyan's tone was extremely cold.

Zhong Liyue calmly faced his questioning and said, "Besides this poem, the slave doesn't know what else. ”

Shen Zhaoyan stared at her and was silent for a long time before he said, "Mingde, go and bring Chun Qiao." ”

"Yes." Mingde departed.

Zhong Liyue's face was a little gloomy. Did Chun Qiao really hide some code words inside?

Suddenly, Chun Qiao is here. She seemed to know that something was going on and that it was related to her, so she looked nervous all the time. When she came in and saw a white cloth spread out in front of the kneeling man in black, her steps froze imperceptibly, and her eyes turned to Zhong Liyue with questions.

Zhong Liyue's heart was almost broken. really responded to that sentence, not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates. What do you think I'm doing? Isn't it obvious to you that I am an accomplice with you?

Maybe that's what she meant!

Mingde pressed Chun Qiao's shoulders and pushed her next to the man in black, making her kneel.

"The food in the firewood room seems to be pretty good." Shen Zhaoyan turned around, sat down on the chair, and joked nonchalantly.

"Back to the eldest young master, the younger one has not arranged for anyone to send food to the firewood room in the past two days." Mingde made up for it with a hard shot.

Shen Zhaoyan smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Zhong Liyue, and deliberately asked, "Oh, is it?" ”

Zhong Liyue's eyes dimmed instantly. This time, I'm afraid I can't wash it even if I jump into the Yellow River. She closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and then took a few steps forward, faced Shen Zhaoyan, lowered her head and took the initiative to admit her mistake: "Back to the eldest young master, the past two days have been the meal that the slave maid has sent to Chun Qiao." ”

Shen Zhaoyan's expression was not surprised at all, he looked at Zhong Liyue, his face sank, "Why do you want to do this?" ”

"The slave and maid have pity on the child in her womb." Zhong Liyue bit her lip, hesitated, and replied truthfully.

Suddenly, the man kneeling on the ground trembled, turned his head and looked at Chun Qiao in disbelief.

"How did you know she was pregnant?" Shen Zhaoyan asked.

"Guess intuitively."

"Tell the truth!" Shen Zhaoyan said suddenly angrily.

Zhong Liyue raised her head and looked directly at Shen Zhaoyan's questioning eyes, and said sincerely: "The slave maid really guessed, she had a much larger amount of food than before, and the doctor had fear on her face when she invited her, so the slave maid ......."

"Poof!" Shen Zhaoyan slapped the table and asked loudly, "Then why did you deliver the news for her?" You dare to say that you are not accomplices? ”

Zhong Liyue finally understood at this moment, in fact, Shen Zhaoyan had long suspected that he had started Chun Qiao, and he had been casting a long line to catch big fish.

"You're an accomplice, if not an accomplice! I'm also grateful to you for teaching the little stones, it turns out that you have designed it with all your heart. Rong Liu regretted that he had not accused Zhong Liyue at the beginning.

"I didn't design anything." Zhong Liyue shook her head and explained: "Chun Qiao said that the fire that burned the kitchen that day was not set by my sister, but a conspiracy, and someone deliberately planted it on my sister's head, so the slave took the risk to help her." What's more, what is written on the white cloth is just a poem, and Chun Qiao said that this is a love poem between them. ”

"How is that possible? I checked with Matilda that the kitchen was never deliberately burned. What you said was clearly instigating the eldest young master to suspect me and Mingde. Rong Liu said angrily.

Mingde jumped out to prove his innocence: "The sixth master is right, I watched the kitchen with the sixth master for a long time at that time, and I carefully checked it inside and out. When you say that, do you suspect that I and the sixth master deliberately concealed something? Gentleman? ”

Shen Zhaoyan raised his hand to stop Mingde from continuing. His gaze pressed on Zhong Liyue and said, "Even so, why don't you come and talk to me first?" ”

"Because ......" Zhong Liyue was dumbfounded. How can I say it?

"You mean!" Mingde urged.

When Zhong Liyue was hesitating what to say, she suddenly thought of his previous attitude, so she simply lowered her head and said: "Chunqiao said that the eldest young master has taken a fancy to the slave maid, if he finds out that the slave and maid have been wronged, the eldest young master will not be willing to let go of the two of us sisters." If we want to find evidence of wrongdoing, we have to rely on ourselves. ”

The room suddenly fell silent, and several people looked at Shen Zhaoyan one after another, waiting for his statement.

Now, whether he likes it or not, he can't be as ambiguous as before.

After a long time, Shen Zhaoyan's lips opened and he spit out six words clearly: "There is no such possibility!" ”

The expressions on the faces of Chun Qiao and the man in black changed slightly. Mingde and Rong Liu were also slightly stunned.

Zhong Liyue was valued by Shen Zhaoyan before, which is obvious to all. Everyone is speculating that the eldest young master has taken a fancy to her and wants to accept her as a room. It turns out that this is not the case.

Hearing Shen Zhaoyan's clear answer, Zhong Liyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's best to make it clear like this, lest she always be accidentally picked up and have some reverie that shouldn't be thought of.

"I reuse you entirely because I doubt your details, and I want you to have more power in your hands and show your feet as soon as possible." Shen Zhaoyan said.

When the five people heard this, they all showed surprised expressions.

It turns out that this is the purpose of the eldest young master.

Zhong Liyue was stunned, and the warm pictures of the past flashed in front of her one by one. The gentleness and kindness he had shown was ridiculous to recall. There are so many real pictures of getting along, and I still feel very warm in retrospect, but he deliberately created them with another purpose.

"It turns out that you didn't believe me all along," Zhong Liyue's pale face showed a desolate smile, she shook her head slightly, and said, "I thought we were already friends." ”

Shen Zhaoyan looked at her with a blank face, confused by the disappointment on her face. It's just that the right hand is inadvertently clenched tightly.

"It's a joke! What is the identity of the eldest young master, what is your identity, and are you worthy of being a friend of the eldest young master? Mingde said sarcastically.

"You better hurry up and explain what is written on this white cloth, and what is plotting between you and Chun Qiao. Say it, and the eldest young master may be lenient with you. Rong Liu frowned and said.

Chun Qiao, who had been silent, suddenly cried and kowtowed and pleaded; "Big young master, spare the slave and maid! The reason why the slave and maid are where they are today is because they have been bewitched and threatened by Liyue, and it is not voluntary for the slave and maid. ”

Zhong Liyue's eyes widened in surprise and turned her head to look at Chun Qiao. Why did she say that?

"What evidence do you have to prove that Liyue threatened you?" Shen Zhaoyan interrogated.

"This white cloth is proof. Liyue's birthday is the sixth day of October in the year of Gengwu, and the code words are written according to her birthday. ”

Rong Liu was startled, picked up the white cloth, converted the numbers with 'the sixth day of October in the year of Gengwu', and then found a line of words on the corresponding vertical and horizontal rows, which were connected together to become a smooth sentence.

"Young Master?" Rong Liu looked at Shen Zhaoyan with a serious face, and handed the white cloth to Shen Zhaoyan to show him: "She spread the news of your secret meeting with Zhao Ye. ”