Changshu was directing Xuan Mo to restore her kitchen, after all, whoever messed with it would deal with it, hearing her say this, she sat back slowly, and said unhurriedly: "Why should I care?" ”

She didn't understand, why did everyone think she would like Zhao Guangzhi?

Is it difficult to achieve it, because Zhao Guangzhi is the most promising person in the village, and in the eyes of the villagers, he and her are the most suitable match?

She looked at Chen Xiu'er's unwilling gaze and chuckled, "You like him?" ”

Chen Xiuer bit her lip and did not speak.

"Didn't you say that he married the official lady, why, that official lady is not a good match?"

It's good that Changshu didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, Chen Xiuer looked like she had suffered a great humiliation.

She remembered the arrogant young lady, and remembered the way she looked at her as if she were looking at something dirty, full of disdain and disdain, and even disgust.

Seeing her look, Changshu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and she already knew it in her heart.

Also, how could a girl who was pampered by a rich family put an ordinary peasant girl in her eyes.

What's more, this peasant girl is very likely to have some different thoughts about her husband.

Changshu said: "You like him, it's your business, it has nothing to do with me, you don't have to think that I will be jealous, let alone ruin my reputation, don't show off in front of me in the future." ”

Changshu continued as if she didn't see her embarrassed face: "My temper is not very good, so don't bring his matter to me and say it, I'm not interested in him." ”

Chen Xiu'er bit her lip, her face turned a little pale, and after hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "She wants to see you." ”

"Who?"

"The official lady that Brother Zhao married."

Changshu glanced at her, her light gaze didn't show much joy and anger, and her tone was as calm as ever: "I'm not interested in seeing her." ”

"Not interested?" Chen Xiu'er's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to believe that she had such an attitude: "She is the daughter of the county lord of Qingping, and her status is precious, aren't you afraid that she will trouble you?" ”

In Chen Xiuer's concept, the people do not fight with the officials, and the young lady of the official family wants to see a peasant girl, and no one will have the courage to refuse.

Chen Xiu'er didn't notice that the moment she said the words Qingping County Lord, Changshu's face completely turned cold.

Smack-

There was a crunch.

The delicate white porcelain cup in Changshu's hand was upside down on the table by her, and it was torn apart.

Chen Xiu'er was taken aback, and unconsciously took a step back, her eyes fell on Changshu's body, and her expression was a little uneasy.

looked at Changshu cautiously, still a little dazed.

I don't know why she suddenly got so angry.

There was a bit of frost between Changshu's eyebrows and eyes, and the oppression that was inadvertently revealed made Chen Xiu'er's legs weak, and she looked at her with a pale face, as if she was facing some irresistible danger, and almost wanted to flee from the wilderness.

Reflecting her embarrassed appearance in her eyes, Changshu seemed to be aware of her gaffe, the coercion pouring around her gradually receded, her eyebrows were lowered, and her voice was so light that she couldn't hear much emotion: "I don't have time to see her, you can go back by yourself." ”

After that, he left Chen Xiuer alone, turned around and entered the house.

She didn't even care about Xuan Mo's inquiring gaze from afar.

Recently, there have been quite a few big people from Fengyang City.

The county lord of Qingping, the daughter of the king of Rongjun, and the royal daughter of the Da Yin Dynasty.

But if you really have to count it seriously, her identity is not noble in the royal family, since the queen died of illness three years ago, there is no longer a queen, and now the most noble woman in the Dayin Dynasty is the only princess of the royal family of the Dayin Dynasty, Princess Chenhuan.

Changshu doesn't have any special impression of the county lord of Qingping, after all, there are many women in the clan, and the county lord of Qingping is just one of them, but the key is that the only daughter under the knee of the county lord of Qingping likes Wen Yixing, the second son of the Wen family.

For the sake of this daughter, the county lord of Qingping pulled down his face and finally begged the queen mother to give him a marriage, and the Yi decree in the palace was not covered with heat, so he quickly divorced the Wen family on the eve of the Wen family's accident, and even ignored the past feelings, and stepped on a few feet mercilessly after the Wen family's people were imprisoned.

It perfectly interprets what it means that husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes.

Of course, it is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and Changshu can understand their divorce, but what she really cares about is the timing of the Qingping County Lord's divorce.

It was as if she had known that something would happen to the Wen family.

But even Changshu and the prince of the East Palace didn't hear the slightest rumor in advance, how did she know?

And......

Changshu hooked her lips, smiling with a hint of sarcasm.

Withdrawing from the marriage contract of the second son of the Wen family, this young lady actually married an lieutenant from the seventh grade, and she is still the kind of man who is pretentious and has a heart higher than the sky, I have to say that her vision is really worse day by day.

Changshu sat in front of his desk, one hand on his forehead, looking at the pile of files on the case in a daze.

After she left the capital, she investigated the cause and effect of the Wen family's accident, and at that time, the secret guard sent a thick roster, and all those involved in the matter were recorded.

The county lord of Qingping is also among them.

However, it was not the Wen family that she framed, but the empress.

Compared with the Wen family, the queen and the crown prince are the real rebels of Changshu, and those who touch them will have to die.

Therefore, the county lord of Qingping must also die.

Xuan Mo worked hard in the kitchen to clean up the mess he had created.

Cleaning the stove, tidying up the dishes and chopsticks or something, Xuanmo also did a decent job.

This kind of thing he really would, as for the fire before...... It was just a not-so-wonderful accident.

While cleaning up, Xuan Mo was still able to devote some attention to Changshu's body, and when Changshu crushed the tea cup in his hand, the majesty revealed at that moment made Xuan Mo almost instantly determined, this Changshu girl's identity is not simple.

Even if she is a teacher of Medicine King Gu, she should never have this kind of momentum that can only be possessed after a long time in a high position.

Even if it was just for a moment, it was enough for Xuan Mo to be sure.

He could even be sure that Changshu's mood was not very stable right now.

Seeing her throw her hand into the study, Xuan Mo thought about it, looked around, and finally fell on a bamboo basket of eggs hanging in the corner.

It didn't take long, probably the time for a cup of tea, and Xuan Mo knocked on Changshu's door with a bowl of egg custard.

Knock three times, stop for a while, knock three more times.

Cycle.

Until Changshu couldn't bear to open the door.

Before Changshu opened his mouth to speak, Xuan Mo took the lead in speaking, and his tone was extremely sincere: "Miss Changshu, I see that you didn't eat anything when you woke up in the morning, so I specially steamed a bowl of egg custard for you, and pad your stomach first." ”

looked sincere, and looked honest and honest, so that Changshu was embarrassed to say anything serious.

After all, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

So Changshu didn't notice that Xuan Mo seemed to unintentionally cast his gaze into her study.

With just one glance, he quickly withdrew his gaze.