Chapter 62: Disgusted with Victory
Xiao Zhen hurried to the Hou Mansion, stood at the gate, and really saw an old man about forty or fifty years old wielding a peach wood sword, and there were three tables and stools in the courtyard, Pei Huizhao sat on one side, while Xie Zheng and Huan Ling sat on the other side, and many domestic slaves in the Hou Mansion stood behind them and watched, but it was like watching a play.
He walked into the courtyard quickly, Xie Zheng inadvertently turned his head, and happened to see him walking over with Yin Luo, she only glanced at them indifferently, and then turned her face to look at Lao Dao.
At this moment, the old Taoist didn't know what trick he had played, and inexplicably lit a talisman, he waved the wooden sword, and the burning talisman flew towards Xie Zheng, Xie Zheng turned his face here, naturally defenseless, she was shocked, and before she could react, Yuzhi walked to her side, quickly picked up the teacup in front of her, and poured it on the talisman.
The fire was extinguished, and the old Taoist was about to speak, but Yuzhi preemptively said: "You old Taoist, don't want to hurt my lady!" β
Pei Huizhao got up and pointed at the jade branch and scolded: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, you should fight!" As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Qiu, but she also saw Xiao Zhen coming over, she was stunned, "Your Highness......"
Xiao Xun's face was full of anger, pointing to the altar, pointing to the Taoist priest, and finally pointing to Pei Huizhao, and asked, "What are you doing here!" Are you all crazy! β
"The concubine has invited a Taoist priest to catch ghosts," Pei Huizhao left the table and walked to Xiao Zhen, pretending to be pitiful.
"Ghost hunting? What the hell? Hui Zhao, can you be sober! Xiao Zhen felt helpless, pointed at Xie Zheng, and roared at Pei Huizhao: "She is not Yanghou!" β
From beginning to end, Xie Zheng calmly sat with Huan Ling and watched quietly, and when she heard what Xiao Zhen said, she sneered like self-deprecation.
"She is Xie Yu! Your Highness, you can see clearly, look at her face, she is Xie Yu! Pei Huizhao said, pulling Xiao Chen's sleeves, Xiao Zhen's face turned blue with anger, and he pushed her away, unable to hold back his anger anymore, and shouted: "Have you made enough trouble!" β
Pei Huizhao stumbled, and between the two of them pushing and pulling, suddenly a palm-sized thing fell from her sleeve, and everyone looked at it, only to see that it was a cloth man, and after a closer look, there seemed to be a piece of yellow paper on the cloth man, and the same was true on the back.
This is clearly a trick of disgust.
Xiao Zhen looked at the cloth man on the ground in disbelief, and Pei Huizhao did the same, but there was a little more fear.
Yuzhi stood on tiptoe and stretched her neck before she could see the words on the yellow paper on the front of the cloth man, she was also surprised, Xie Zheng looked at her, and originally asked her whose name was written on the yellow paper, but she only shook her head at her, indicating that she was inconvenient to speak.
Xiao Zhen stiffly bent down to pick up the cloth man, and what caught his eye was the word "Xie Yu", and what was written on the yellow paper on the back was "Jihai Jiaxu ηΈε·³εΊη³", which was Xie Yu's birthday......
Pei Huizhao trembled slightly, she was already extremely afraid, she couldn't help but take two steps back, but Xiao Zhen approached step by step with the cloth man in his hand, and asked: "Yanghou has been gone for three years, the deceased is gone, you still want to harm her with such evil magic!" You ask yourself, what is she sorry for you, and you really hate her? β
When Xie Zheng heard this, she knew that her name was written on the cloth, and she couldn't help but stand up immediately, Yuzhi quickly pressed her shoulders and called softly: "Lady!" β
Huan Ling also whispered: "Deyin, it's none of your business." β
Xie Zheng smiled bitterly, yes, this is Xie Yu's business, naturally it's not her Xie Zheng's business!
Pei Huizhao burst into tears, stared at Xiao Zhen sadly, and whimpered: "I, I ......"
Xiao Zhen tore off the yellow paper on both sides, angrily threw the cloth man at Pei Huizhao's feet, and said to Pei Huizhao very coldly: "You are hopeless......
After he said that, he brushed his sleeves away, Pei Huizhao cried and chased two steps, but accidentally fell, she fell to the ground, stretched out her hand towards Xiao Zhen, wanted to beg for mercy, and choked up: "Your Highness!" I knew I was wrong...... I really know wrong......"
But Xiao Zhen never looked back.
Qiu squatted beside her, wanting to help her up, and called distressedly: "Niangniang......"
Xie Zheng got up and walked towards her slowly, standing beside her, looking at her condescendingly, suddenly handing the silk handkerchief in his sleeve, and said coldly: "Knowing mistakes can be changed, good is great," After speaking, he opened his hand and let the silk handkerchief float down.
She is not a saint, and this move is naturally not forgiven, but she is pitiful just to humiliate her, and with her extraordinary bearing, it reflects the narrow-mindedness of the crown princess of the current dynasty.
Pei Huizhao was helped by Qiu to stand up from the ground with difficulty, and turned around to look at Xie Zheng, her eyes were red, her face was full of tears, and she was full of embarrassment, but the corners of Xie Zheng's lips rose slightly, and the smile in her eyes was three points of goodwill, seven points of provocation, and the scenery was infinite in comparison.
At this time, Pei Huizhao had no momentum, and seemed to be willing to bow down, she turned around and left lonely, Xie Zheng sneered: "Niangniang go slowly, Shu Deyin is not far away." β
After Pei Huizhao and his party of five left, Huan Ling came to pick up the cloth man on the ground, and he could see that he was thinking about something.
Xie Zheng watched Pei Huizhao disappear from sight, only then did she turn around, and saw Huan Ling holding the cloth man, so she also approached to take a closer look, Huan Ling simply handed the cloth man to her, Xie Zheng frowned, and his face was extremely bad.
Yuzhi said: "This princess looks kind, but I didn't expect her heart to be so ruthless!" β
"I used to be a close sister with her, inseparable, nothing to talk about, I asked myself that I had never done anything sorry for her, even when she saw death and didn't save her, I just complained a few words, I regarded her as a sister, but she treated me like this!"
"People's hearts are unpredictable," Huan Yi sighed softly.
"From now on, if she embarrasses me again, I will never show mercy!" Xie Zheng gritted his teeth, and without much effort, he tore the cloth man in his hand into two, threw it on the ground, and then left angrily.
Yuzhi followed, Huan Ling gave Zeng Qionglin a look, and then hurriedly followed.
There were a lot of house slaves watching on the side, Zeng Qionglin said solemnly: "Today's events, everyone has forgotten after seeing them, don't publicize them, the county marquis Shicai said, everyone present, all have rewards, later, go to the account room one by one, go to receive them one by one, each person, five dollars," he said while gesturing his fingers, slightly exaggerated.
A group of house slaves cheered and applauded.
Pei Huizhao returned to the Prince's Mansion and heard that Xiao Zhen was in the study, so she immediately looked for it, but when she walked into the Xuan Garden, she still hesitated and didn't dare to move forward.
At that time, Xiao Zhen was standing with her hands in her hands, standing in front of the window, with her back to her, she walked in nervously, and said slowly: "Your Highness, she is not Yanghou, right?" β
"That's right," Xiao Zhen still didn't look back, he was unusually calm, and he seemed extremely cold, so that Pei Huizhao didn't dare to approach for half a minute.
"The concubine knows, the concubine retires," Pei Huizhao lowered his head and walked out of the study in despair.