Chapter Ninety-Eight: I'm looking for trouble again

After being bored for a while, Leng Moyu left,

Back to Qingshui Liuyuan Pavilion, just sitting on the stool, the stool was not yet hot, and he heard a commotion outside. Sitting there, Leng Moyu listened to the noise outside, frowned, and said to Xiao Yan, "Go out and see, what's so noisy?" ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Yan walked out, glanced outside, and then turned to Leng Moyu and said, "Miss, it's the third aunt, they brought people to Qingshui Liuyuan Pavilion." ”

Third aunt!?

Leng Moyu raised his eyebrows, looking at the crowd that was getting closer and closer, a meaningful smile rose at the corner of Leng Moyu's mouth. After getting up later, he said to Xiao Yan behind him: "Let's go, we are also the masters of this Qingshui Liuyuan Pavilion, since there are guests coming, then we have to do the friendship of the landlord and pick up the guests!" ”

Looking at Leng Moyu's figure getting farther and farther away, listening to Leng Moyu's different tone from the past, Xiao Yan smiled happily, Miss is like this, she understands best, whenever Miss will become like this, the person who provokes Miss will be miserable!

When I walked out, I heard the arrogant voice of the third aunt, "Let me go in and search!" ”

Hearing this, Leng Moyu walked over with a faint smile, leaned against the door, looked at the subordinates who wanted to come in, glanced at the subordinates, and saw that those subordinates had already shown signs of retreating.

Looking at the face of the next person retreating, the third aunt suddenly hated that iron is not steel, and looked at Leng Moyu with a faint smile, and her heart suddenly itched with hatred.

yelled at his subordinates: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you search for Mrs. Ben quickly!" ”

Those subordinates were stunned by the third aunt's yell, and then quickly nodded "yes, yes......"

After speaking, they regretted it, because they saw Leng Moyu looking at them with a light smile, although there was a smile on his face, but his eyes had a cold light that could not be ignored.

Standing there, they didn't know what to do, they didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Swept lightly, turned his eyes to look at the third aunt with an iron face, and said lightly: "What's wrong?" Why did the third aunt bring so many people to Miss Ben's boudoir? ”

Hearing that Leng Moyu actually called herself Miss Ben in front of her, the third aunt felt a burst of anger in her heart, "Hmph! An impolite girl, who dares to call herself 'Miss Ben' in front of Mrs. Ben, really has no tutor! ”

"Hehe......" Hearing this, Leng Moyu sneered, and his face was a little cold, "Do I have a tutor or not, third aunt, don't you know?" How did my mother die, I believe that the third aunt should know better than anyone else! ”

Looking at Leng Moyu's cold face, the third aunt 'groaned' in her heart, did this slut know something?

There was a panic in my heart, and I couldn't stand like an ant on a hot pot.

Hiding the panic in her heart, the third aunt coughed uncomfortably, "What are you talking about!" I...... How could I ...... will know...... Don't spew blood......! ”

Looking at the third aunt's flustered look, Leng Moyu just looked at her with a sneer but a word.

Facing Leng Moyu's cold eyes, the third aunt couldn't help but feel numb in her scalp for a while, and her heart was full of anxiety when she stood there.

"Leng Moyu, what are you talking nonsense! You'd better keep your mouth shut, don't spew blood out of my mouth! ”

Just when the third aunt didn't know what to do, a delicate voice came randomly.

Hearing the sound, Leng Moyu turned her head slightly to look at Leng Feirou with a gloomy face, her eyes were indifferent, "Oh, it turns out that the second sister is also here, huh?!" And Princess Duanmu! I'm sorry, but the place where you're standing is so inconspicuous, so I thought it was two people! ”

Hearing this, Leng Feirou was furious, she and Duanmu Naxiang were obviously dressed so brightly, they could be seen at a glance, but she didn't expect Leng Moyu to say this, and she still ignored them so naturally.

Looking at the anger on Leng Feirou's face, Duanmu Naika was also angry, but thinking about the purpose of coming this time, she had to suppress the surging anger in her heart and said, "Miss Leng Si, may I ask if you stole the third aunt's family heirloom treasure." ”

Although this sentence is a question, after saying it from Duanmu Naika's mouth, it is not at all like a questioning tone, but like an affirmation.

Listening to Duanmu Naka's words, the corners of Leng Moyu's mouth hooked up a sneer, it turned out that this was the purpose of their coming.

With a restrained look, Leng Moyu was indifferent, looking at Duanmu Naka's eyes with a hint of mockery, she said, "May I ask Princess Duanmu, is there a person in this world who will tell others that he stole something?" You shouldn't be stupid thinking about the national teacher, right? You know, a fool is not qualified to stay by the side of the national teacher! ”

"This princess needs you, a vixen, to do things!"

Listening to Leng Moyu's mocking words, Duanmu Naxiang couldn't pretend anymore, and scolded Leng Moyu in a big way.

But Leng Moyu didn't seem to hear Duanmu Naxiang scold her as a vixen, but commented on her current behavior to Duanmu Naka.

"Tut, Princess Duanmu, you can't do this, this shrew national teacher can't look down on it!"

As Leng Moyu's words continued to fall on Naika's comments on Duanmu, some small laughter came from the crowd.

Listening to the sparse laughter, Naika Duanmu roared at them: "Laughing fart! Shut up Princess Ben! ”

"Tsk! Sure enough, it's a shrew! Seeing this, Leng Moyu sighed sincerely.

"Princess Duanmu, don't be angry yet, have you forgotten what we are here for?" Seeing that Naika Duanmu was about to go crazy, Leng Feirou hurriedly walked over and whispered a few words in her ear.

Hearing this, Duanmu Naxiang suddenly came back to her senses, she came to her senses, and said to Leng Moyu: "Hearing you say this, then you must have stolen the heirloom of the third aunt?" ”

"Heh~" Leng Moyu sighed lightly, looking at Duanmu Naxiang full of helplessness, "Didn't I say it?" No thief in the world would be stupid enough to tell someone that he stole something, and I've said that before, so why can't you listen to it? Could it be that Princess Duanmu doesn't have long ears? ”

Duanmu Naika ignored Leng Moyu's provocation, and kept telling herself in her heart that she didn't care, she would cry later.

"Then in that case, can Miss Leng Si let this princess search, and let you clear this suspicion?"

"It's okay to search for that, but ......" Leng Moyu's eyes turned slightly, looking at them and said coldly, "But if you don't find it, how about each of you say 'I'm a slut' ten times!" ”

"Good!" Naika Duanki didn't think about it and responded in one gulp, because she had designed all of this at all, so how could she not find it!

Hearing Duanmu Naxiang's refreshing answer, Leng Moyu said again: "Okay, since that's the case, I hope Princess Duanmu won't regret it." ”

"This princess will never go back!"

Hearing this, Leng Moyu let those subordinates go in to search, watching the subordinates climb over the wall and look for the so-called heirloom of the third aunt, Leng Moyu just leaned against the door with an indifferent face, looking at them with indifferent eyes.

Seeing this, Duanmu Naika and the others suddenly felt a little uneasy in their hearts, did she know? It's impossible, she's just returned, and it's too late to swap them.

About half a cup of tea passed, Leng Moyu leaned against the door and beat Hache impatiently, looking at the subordinates who had nothing to gain, Niu Tou said lightly to the three aunts who were already stunned: "It seems that I can't find it, and it's time for Princess Duanmu to fulfill her promise!" ”

The third aunt looked incredulous, "No...... It can't be, I remember...... I'm ...... Hmm~" Before the third aunt finished speaking, Leng Feirou next to her had already covered the third aunt's mouth.

"Huh? Third aunt, what do you remember? Leng Moyu's voice was vial, and he looked at her with a funny face.

was gagged by Leng Feirou, and the third aunt came to her senses with perseverance, and quickly shook her head, "No...... Nothing ......."

"Ohβ€”really?"

"Really, really......" The third aunt nodded hurriedly.

"Then in that case, then the third aunt, you should start fulfilling your promise!"

Facing Leng Moyu's smiling but chilling eyes, the third aunt was scared for a while, and asked hard, "What...... What promises? ”

Hearing this, Leng Moyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a dangerous tone: "Isn't the third aunt old, and her memory has deteriorated?" But even if that's the case, you won't forget the words that have just passed half a cup of tea! ”

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Looking at Leng Moyu's eyes glowing with cold light, the third aunt felt a chill in her heart, and asked Leng Feirou next to her what promise, he really didn't know, when Leng Moyu and Duanmu Naika were talking, she was always worried about whether Leng Moyu knew about her mother's affairs, so she was absent-minded all the time.

Then, listening to Leng Feirou's explanation, the third aunt suddenly became angry, and she roared at Leng Moyu: "You, a rebellious and unfilial daughter, actually dare to let Mrs. Ben call 'I am a slut', are you impatient?" ”

Listening to the roar of the third aunt, Leng Moyu dug out the slender little finger and gouged out the right ear a little harshly, blew on the little finger, and said lightly: "Third aunt, you are wrong, this Duanmu princess swore that Miss Ben promised her words, why did she regret it at this critical moment?" Moreover, there is another point...... Leng Moyu looked at the third aunt indifferently, "I remember the third aunt, you are just an aunt, right?" It's not the prime minister's wife, is it? Why do you call yourself Mrs. Ben? Could it be that this is the tutor of Liufu? That Miss Ben is really out of reach, and she is willing to bow down! ”

Hearing this, the third aunt's face stiffened, Leng Jueqing didn't know why she hadn't been promoted to the wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion for so many years, and she was embarrassed to mention it blatantly, but after mentioning it a few times, Leng Jueqing didn't remember it, and she didn't mean to let her be the Prime Minister's wife at all, but every time she brought someone at the banquet, it was always her, so after so many years, she always regarded herself as the Prime Minister's wife, but she forgot that she was not the Prime Minister's wife. Thinking that Leng Moyu was not majestic but could not be resisted, the third aunt felt a dilemma in her heart.