This night, Qing'er didn't know who the sincere "Qing'er" in her ears was calling.

When she opened her eyes after dawn, she was greeted by Jun Yu's cold questioning: "It was you last night?" ”

Qing'er was stunned, and her heart immediately cooled.

"It's me," she sat up slowly, "who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Another 'Qing'er'? She's dead! ”

Before she could finish her words, Jun Yu had already grabbed her collar fiercely.

Qing'er raised her head and showed him a mocking smile: "I'm really sorry, it seems that I accidentally poked your sore foot again?" ”

Jun Yu's hands tightened, his eyes stared at the golden phoenix cloud pattern on the tent, and his face was pale: "Song Qiongzhang, you can't leave a man so much?" I haven't touched you for a night, and you came up with this trick to pretend to be ......"

Qing'er didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly slapped him in the face: "Yes, it's me who did it!" Last night I was drunk and pestering you! It's me who mistook you for someone else, shedding tears and appealing for that useless look! It's me who don't want to pester you for pleasure! Are you satisfied with this answer? ”

A slap mark immediately appeared clearly on Jun Yu's face. He was stunned for a moment, and slowed down his tone: "Qing'er." ”

Hearing this, Qing'er was even more angry: "Don't call me Qing'er!" The name, disgusting! Jun Yu, there may be many women in your life, you can't change the name of each one to Qing'er, right? I'm telling you, I've had enough! Aren't you the one who is obsessed with death? Let me tell you, since that person died unjustly, her soul may still be floating in this mansion! You might as well think about it, will she feel disgusted when she sees you shouting her name and going over the clouds with other women? If I were her, I wouldn't want you again in my next life, you're dirty! ”

Jun Yu gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, but the high raised slap stopped on Qing'er's cheeks, and he couldn't fan it for a long time.

Qing'er looked at him proudly, not afraid at all: "If you want to beat me, just beat me, what are you hesitating about?" If you kill me here, there will be two Qing'er in the princess's mansion! It's better if you bury me with her, and I'll go down and kowtow to her to recognize a sister! ”

Jun Yu stared at her for a long time, and finally shouted a word in his throat hoarsely: "Get out!" ”

"Get out of here!" Qing'er took off the quilt and stood up, found her clothes and put them on her body indiscriminately, grabbed her purse and threw it on Jun Yu's face: "Your things, give them back to you!" ”

Jun Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, opened the purse and saw the blood mark on the jade ring, and immediately froze.

Qing'er was so angry that she didn't even pull her hair, so she put on her shoes and rushed out.

Of course, Jun Yu did not chase.

Qing'er only knows one way out of the house: bypass the burned-out main house, cross the corridor, and then take the road through the two courtyards.

By this time, yesterday's fire had long since been extinguished, and the ashes were already cold.

When Qing'er walked over, there was no longer a long corridor there, only some broken tiles and broken bricks scattered among the black ashes, which was indescribably desolate.

The stone table next to the original corridor has also been blackened, and it is impossible to tell if it is similar to the one in the dream for a while.

Qing'er didn't want to verify it either.

She stepped on the rubble and walked forward quickly, kicking the ground with dust.

When she was about to walk to the gate, she couldn't help but glance back. As expected, there was no one behind him.

Qing'er smiled self-deprecatingly and turned her head neatly.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly heard someone talking in a low voice outside.

Presumably a beggar chatting at the bottom of the stairs, right? - she thought.

When a woman goes out to meet people, she can't wear her hair and scatter it. Qing'er hesitated for a moment, leaned over and picked up a bamboo branch from the ground, and pulled up her hair.

At this time, she overheard the words of the person outside: "I'm sure there is no one else." Just a maid and a minion, all three of them live on an island in the middle of the lake! ”

Another voice immediately answered, "That's easy." Let's take dozens of knife and axe hands, quietly touch over at night, cut the bamboo bridge to catch turtles in an urn! ”

Then there was a hearty laugh.

Qing'er listened to the cold hair standing on end in the door, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and she ran back without thinking about it.