The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Shemu stunned for a moment and put away his knife and walked towards Liu Qinghuan: “Qing Qing, what are you doing here?” His expression had already recovered as usual. Liu Qinghuan looked at his pale mouth and gently ticked his lower lip: “I felt better today than the other day, so I took a walk in the garden. I didn't mean to hear that Master Hou was at a proper banquet, so I was curious to see it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here without permission. ”

Of course it's a lie.

Shortly after she woke up, she heard that Sherman had split the assassin pretending to be a dancer in half. Although Liu Qinghuan has cheated many people over the years, he has not killed one person. Shemu's decisive slaughter makes her uncomfortable.

Until today, I heard he was feasting in the house.

At this time, the banquet must have something to do with the assassination, so she deliberately looked for a head start and saw the scene.

Shemu murdered a man without mercy. Perhaps he was too gentle and handsome to ignore the title "God of War I” in exchange for blood and life.

There is no blame for Shemu listening to Liu Qinghuan, just to let her go back to her room early to rest. Liu Qinghuan nodded and turned to go. Before leaving, she took a look at Li Mo, who had consciously cleaned up the scene of the murder. In trance, she seemed to hear him mourning Xue Moo's skillful knife worker. The incision was actually so flat.

Liu Qinghuan turned around and returned to the main room with two maids.

After she walked away, Li Mo stopped his work and walked to Shemu. His tone was faint and happy: “I would have let you cut Yuan Hong's fortune with one knife. You must scare him enough before you do it. It's too bad. ”

Shemu turned his back and said softly, “Do you seem happy? ”

Li Mo smiled: “I am happy, but you may not be so happy. Did you see the look on your wife's face just now...”

Knock.

A slight long knife sounded like a sheath, shutting Lemmerton's mouth. He laughed twice and continued to clean up the church at will.

Where is the logic in wanting him to do something like this?

Shemu watched Liu Qinghuan gradually walk away from his back, but the laughter in the corner of his mouth disappeared.

Upon returning to the room, Liu Qing saw that the red peach and green face were still a little pale, so she let them go down to rest and sat down by the bed.

If she was lucky enough to wait until she found four paintings before leaving Hou Fu, then after what happened today, she realized she had to leave as soon as possible.

When Shemu found out that she had been lying to him, she was afraid to guarantee what he would do to herself - but overall, she had the best chance of slicing herself with a knife.

She's just asking for money, but she doesn't want to spend it.

But before her escape plan was ripe, a new departure took place.

Twisted Tong stood in front of her with the same evil attitude as before: "Master Hou asked you to go to Lotus Pavilion. ”

Liu Qinghuan already had a bad feeling, but still asked silently: “What do you mean? ”

Toronto couldn't stand it: “You'll see. ”

Liu Qinghuan glanced and stood up from his seat. Qingtao followed her, but she was stopped by a twisted tang: “You two don't have to follow. ”

Red peaches and green peaches looked at each other with some confusion, or respectfully said yes.

Liu Qinghuan had a worse feeling. By the way, it seemed that her right eyelid had been dancing since she got up.

On the way to Lotus Pavilion, Twisted Tongue was like escorting the prisoner. Whatever Liu Qinghuan told her, she remained silent as if she had not heard.

On the lotus pavilion, Shemu looked at the tea and stood beside him, as Liu Qinghuan did when he first came.

Her eyes turned and she walked up and smiled slightly at Shemu: "Master Hou. ”

Shemu glanced up at her and said warmly: “Qing, your bridesmaid has found it. ”

Liu Qinghuan's chest was suffocated. Although the baby was a little smart, facing Shemu, she must be unable to resist his interrogation.

But being torn apart is what she expected, just a little earlier than she expected.

She stunned and revealed a surprise: "Really? What happened to her? Did she get hurt? ”

This time Shemu hasn't spoken yet, Twisted Tong took the lead and couldn't help but say: "You liar, do you still want to lie to Grandpa Hou! ”

He also opened his mouth incredibly wide: “I didn't expect Ullara to be Nightingale, the good Moni. ”

But the solemn feast was but to look at her and say nothing.

Shemu poured out the fire in the charcoal furnace and poured, a few smokes came up: “Can you tell me what's going on? ”

Liu Qing cheered her lips and breathed out a sigh of relief: “The three ladies of the Samurai Mansion wanted to escape marriage, I was just helping her to remove the gold cicada shell. ”

Shemu's eyes fluctuated slightly, and the twisted tongue sounded a little sharply, “Ridiculous! She ran away? How could she!”

What's wrong with her? She's blind to Tang Zibo!

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the twisted tongue and did not answer the question. Shemu looked at her quietly and asked, "Do you know where she went? ”

“Don't know. ”

“What is the purpose of your dive into the Hope? ”

“But for money. ”

Shermton stopped talking. Twisted her tongue, but grabbed her arm in front of the ground and said viciously: “I'm going to get you a liar right now! ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes changed and he threw away his hands: “Yes, I'm a liar, but you think I was born to be a liar! ”

Awesome and powerful sounds gradually dissipated in the breeze that happened to blow.

She frightened her, and the other three looked at her silently.

Liu Qinghuan sucked on his nose and his nose seemed a little red: “My parents abandoned me at birth in a small mountain village, and the people who adopted me changed it like a horse lamp. Unlike the prosperity of Chang 'an, you must not imagine the extent of poverty there. The villagers couldn't even support their own children, let alone an outsider. Kids in the village don't like me either, bullying me is the funniest game they've ever seen. ”

Speaking of which, she glanced at Shemu and glanced at the water: "Remember what you said to me, Master, that Nightingale's baby would squeeze the others out of her nest? This is what I am to them, and I will rob them of hope for survival. ”

Shemu's eyes seemed flashing, and even the twisted tongue hid sympathy from her.

Liu Qing blinked and seemed to have a few drops of water on his curly eyelashes: “I know I have to get out of there or I will die. I want to go to Changan, but where is Changan? I can't even imagine who the emperor is. But I left. I stole dry food from several households and fled the village overnight. I did not rush day and night, I ate dry food only once a day, but it lasted only two months and reached its limit. I met a bunch of refugees just as my mountain ran out of water. When they heard of the flood, they sought refuge in Chang 'an. I was so happy, I thought God was guiding me. ”

When she said this, her emotions dropped sharply: "But it wasn't until I got into Chang 'an with the disaster victims that I realized I was too naive. Chang 'an City is indeed as prosperous and beautiful as I thought it would be, but waiting for me is still endless hunger. There was no food for relief in the government. I didn't have the skills to live in peace. Until I lied to the owner of a small vendor and got two buns from him.” She looked up and the light in her eyes was shaking a little too hard to open, "deception was the only way I could survive. ”

If you don't lie, you will be deceived. If you don't lie, you will starve. To her, deception is as natural as living.

“Woo-hoo, Ulara, you're pathetic.” The twister has been moved to cry, and the twister has been moved to the bottom of his heart, remembering his past self. Shemu and Noah sat at one stop and did not speak.

Liu Qinghuan wiped tears from the corner of his eyes and looked at Xue Mu. “I lied to Master Hou, but only for the sake of wealth. There is no heart to harm him. I hope that Master Hou will let me live. ”

Tao and Tong also turned their heads to see Xue Mu. Xue Muding looked at Liu Qinghuan for a moment and said: "Until you find the real Liu Qinghuan, you will continue to stay in the Hou Dynasty in her capacity. ”

Nobody expected Shemu's decision to be like this. Even Liu Qinghuan stayed for a while. She thought she could take this opportunity to leave Hou Fu.

Shemu finished his speech and told the other three: “Don't make any noise about this, especially from Grandma. Be sure to keep it a secret. ”

“Yes.” The three responded.

Liu Qinghuan greatly thanked Shemu for her immortality and was taken back to her normal room by twisted tongue - just this way, she had a good attitude towards herself.

Liu Qinghuan hooked the corner without a trace.

On the Lotus Pavilion, Kun has also returned to the barracks, and only Shemu and Noah Banquet remain in the pavilion. After a glance at Shemu, Noah finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, why let her go if you know she's lying to you again? ”

Shemu took a light sip of a porcelain tea bowl and the tea was slightly cooler. He dropped the tea bowl in his hand and smiled. “That's a good story, isn't it? ”

Outside the main room, Twisted Tong watched Liu Qinghuan walk into the house and guard outside the courtyard according to Shemu's instructions. Liu Qinghuan turned around and closed the door. She wiped tears that had dried up on her face and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Today's story is based on the birth of Twisted Tongue. It's just a little more volatile and ecstasy.

Though there is no fear of life at this time, and a good feeling of twisted tongue has been gained, it is not always a long-term solution. She still has to find a way out of Hou Fu as soon as possible.

As she pondered, the door was knocked twice.

She walked up to open the door and saw Shemu standing outside. After a moment of inactivity, she asked, smiling as usual: "What else is there, Master? ”

"'Nothing,' said Shemu. 'I was just wondering when you were going to hand over your copy of' White Jade Lanchun '. ”