Chapter 9: The Prince
She picked the toad away with a branch, and the toad fell off the rockery singing a song of grievance. But Qing Wangye had already found the woman hiding on the rockery.
She jumped down slightly, looking at his angry and startled eyes, and she said quietly, "I can explain it." ”
Qing Wangye really hated the woman in front of him, and he did spoil her for a while because of her beautiful appearance, but he slowly found that her brain was basically empty, empty, cowardly but jealous, and he was either crying or pretending to be sick every day, and he was tired of her. If Yunshang hadn't lifted her ban, he would have wished she hadn't come out for the rest of her life.
At this moment, he frowned and stared at her with slightly gloomy eyes, "You don't sleep late at night, what are you doing here?" ”
Mao Leyan can see from the other party's eyes how annoying he is. Although this feeling hurts her self-esteem very much, but in order to live a quiet and peaceful life in the future, she still wants him to hate her more, and it is best to drive her out of the house immediately, and she will justifiably ask for a sum of alimony.
So, she approached Prince Qing and said softly, "I'm wondering what way to make the woman inside die silently without making people suspect that I did it." ”
Qing Wangye was startled, his handsome face suddenly became angry, and he raised his hand to fight down, Mao Leyan stretched out his hand to stop him, "Do you believe it?" ”
Qing Wangye pushed her away, thinking that she would fall to the ground as before, but this time, she stood firmly in front of him, with a contemptuous smile on her face, "I really don't like men who beat women." If a woman makes a mistake, it is time for us women to punish women by ourselves, what is the matter with you men? ”
Qing Wang Ye looked at the woman in front of him calmly, her methods in the past were nothing more than crying and making trouble, but today is a little strange. But no matter what, he was disgusted with her, and he said coldly: "Don't rely on the mother concubine to like you, you dare to be presumptuous in front of this king, now the mother concubine is worshipping the Buddha in Zhenguo Temple, even if she loves you, she can't save you at this moment." If you dare to hurt a single hair of Yunshang, this king wants you to die without a place to be buried. ”
Mao Leyan laughed, it turned out that she also had a backer in the palace. In that case, what else is she afraid of? If it's a big deal, she will be kicked out of the house, she has hands and feet, and she is afraid that she will starve to death?
She yawned and smiled: "The prince doesn't need to be too nervous, the slave is just joking." It's almost time, the slave and maid are going to sleep, and the prince rests early. "Then we have to take a step.
"Stop!" Qing Wangye had a gloomy face, grabbed her arm and dragged it back, Mao Leyan slapped him away, and said with a smile: "The gentleman doesn't move his mouth!" ”
His face flashed with a dangerous light, and Mao Leyan knew that she was already challenging the limits of his patience. So, he humbled his legs and said softly: "The slave has taken his leave!" ”
His hand ran over her face, trying to tear open a faux mask, but unfortunately, her face was smooth and fair, all leather. Mao Leyan naturally knew that he was already suspicious, but no matter how much it was, if she wanted her to live like Mao Xuelian in the past, she would rather return to the underworld. The way of life is not her Mao Leyan's purpose of life.
"Who the hell are you?" Qing Wangye asked gloomily, he is not a fool, and he will not fail to see the difference in Mao Leyan. It's just that the difference is so big for a while that he can't turn around.
Mao Leyan smiled faintly, "The prince said that he laughed, the slave is your Mao Eighteen!" With that, he bowed slightly and left. Eighteen little masters, it's ironic. She is an unmarried person in modern times, only loves food and fancy clothes, and disdains to do it in the main room, but now she is someone else's concubine, concubine, without an official title, one level higher than the maid because they can climb into the master's bed.
Well, life is so bloody, let the horse come, she's ready to take it.
King Qing stood in place in a daze, unable to say a word. A black-clothed guard behind him said in a little surprise: "Lord Wang, the eighteenth little master is a little different today. ”
Qing Wang Ye said coldly: "Immediately order someone to monitor Lingxiangyuan, this king wants to know what the hell that woman is going to do." ”
"Yes!" The guard looked straight and answered.
The night wind swept the remnants of the leaves all over the ground, covering all the footprints, and the dust rose slightly, disappearing under the blurred moonlight, and everything was as quiet as the earth was just opening up.
Mao Leyan returned to Lingxiangyuan, still not sleepy. Like jet lag, she felt sleepy during the day and awake at night. After counting the leaves for a while, listening to the croaking of frogs for a while, the past came flooding back to me. In modern times, the only thing that has failed is probably that I haven't had a serious boyfriend! even died because of someone else's boyfriend, in fact, it's not that no one has pursued it, it's just that she has always felt that her career is more important. Moreover, no man will be pampered after knowing that his girlfriend or wife is a witch who hunts ghosts.
Well, she completely despises her identity as a zombie catcher in the Mao family.