The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Liu Qinghuan thought of no fewer than ten ways to escape at this moment, but after considering Shemu's body, he drew another fork.

How did you say that? In the face of absolute force, all conspiracies are paper tigers.

This is the kind of dilemma she is facing.

As soon as the boss stepped out of the inner hall, she was attracted to such a strange scene. First she looked up at Liu Qinghuan in confusion, and then… was deterred by Shemu's beauty.

My dear, where did you get this handsome boy? My mother's death!

The boss's wife twisted her waist, raised the half of the fan of the group on her hand, and shook her past: “This -” The boss's wife turned herself demonically and brought up a breeze of incense, "Lang Jun. You, what do you want?” I can do it, too.

Shemu slightly snapped his lips, pointing to Liu Qinghuan, who pointed to the stubborn wooden chicken: "She. ”

Madam Boss: “...”

So these gentlemen are superficial! That little lady has no more style than my mother, except she has a good face!

The boss's mother turned her white eyes and turned around to prepare Liu Qinghuan to greet the guests. After calling Seasonal Book Tong, she saw that the other party had not responded. Then she looked over and looked at Toshihiro with a smile on her eyebrow. As if, suddenly, she understood something.

She took a frightened breath and shook at Liu Qing: “He's not just... a cousin you've been abandoning?! ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Shemu: “…"

When Madam Boss saw them like this, she thought she had guessed correctly. Therefore, Liu Qinghuan was heartily persuaded: “Which one of the men is not the third wife and fourth concubine, with flowers and grass? Besides, your cousin is so... a talented man, what can we do besides hold our breath and swallow? He can come to you now, which means he still has you in his heart.” Look what this little girl did to herself. She can't help but have a cousin like this who keeps giving up on herself!

Shemumei moved and smiled softly at the boss's mother: “The boss seems to have misunderstood. One of them is not her cousin, but her husband's son-in-law. ”

Madam Boss: “...”

Look at this little nigga who deserves a thousand knives! Dev, how dare you mess with my cousin! She was crying in front of her!

Shemu ignored the boss's mother's white face for a while and continued: “Qing Qing was a wife who had been married for a short time. The other day, because of a small dispute with someone, I didn't expect to let her escape, causing trouble for the boss and his wife. ”

The boss wanted to say no trouble, but she turned her mind and her voice sharpened: “Isn't her name Ji Shutong?” Clear who!

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Shemu smiled quietly, but walked up to catch Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qing Huan was terrified and shocked. He hugged the boss's mother's thick waist: “I don't know him! He's a liar, a liar! ”

“Am I a liar?” Xue Muhao laughed and easily tore Liu Qinghuan off the boss's mother. "It seems we need to talk about who the liar is. ”

“Of course she is!” The boss looked angrily at Liu Qinghuan, and there were two more groups of anger burning in her eyes. "I kindly accepted you, and you even faked your name! You said he was a liar. Say it!”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Check it out. The boss and his wife have been completely confused by General Xue's beauty. Master is absolutely right. Only good-looking people can stand at the top of the con world and crush people!

She is now one of the crushed creatures.

Shemu put Liu Qing Huanhuan in her arms and smiled at the boss's wife: “Thank you very much for taking care of my wife these two days. This is a little careful, and I hope the boss doesn't want to dislike it. ”

The boss and his wife took over the “care" of his hands and gave them a smile.

In order to prevent Liu Qinghuan from making a scene on the road, Shemu directly sealed her cave and looked at her bitter and vengeful expression. Shemu was in a good mood to loosen her pine pony and rushed off with joy at night.

Liu Qinghuan turned dizzy all the way.

Stunningly, Xue Mu reclaimed Hou Fu and threw him into the main house before he was cleared of the cave. Shemu sat outside, standing in front of three unfavourable men.

Twisted Tongue looked at the closed sleeping door and understood very well why Nightingale was running away - because she wanted to run now too. Master Hou did not sleep for two days, used all the manpower available to find her, they also followed her for two days, and now finally caught people back, but Master Hou... just sit here to release the chill? And punish them for standing?

Twisted her lips and whispered, “Master, what are you going to do with her?” To be honest, she still has some sympathy for Nightingale. Although she suffered a lot as a child, she is now a one-sided liar, obviously promising, but... she shouldn't have put her mind to the Marquis.

Shemu silenced and whispered: “Not yet.” He glanced at him and suggested, "There are many ways to dispose of prisoners in the army. Would you like to refer to them? ”

Shemu looked up slightly and glanced in his direction: “Like what? ”

"Whipping, burning, pulling nails. ”

Noah looked at him sympathetically.

Shemu's eyes flashed and asked, "Do you like these? ”

"'I like to use it on other people,' said Bao-yu. ”

Shemu smiled slightly: “Me too. ”

"..."

He “pounced” on his knees, tearfully embracing Shemu's thighs: "Master Hou, I am a petite flower that cannot withstand such destruction! ”

Shemu kicked him open with his legs up and said to Noah: "Drag this little flower out and water him with pine soil. ”

“… Yes.” The feast dragged him out. She was the only one left in the room. She pulled her legs and chased her out: "Master Hou, I'll help! ”

When she caught up with her, she broke the bondage of the feast, trembling and standing up in her broad clothes: "I knew Grandpa Hou couldn't help but pull his hand at Wu La, what was he pretending to be, huh! ”

Twisted Tong's eyebrows barely moved invisibly, and Noah looked at him unexpectedly: “Did you just say that on purpose? ”

The look on his face was quite proud: "Of course! In the nature of the Marquis, if anyone really messed with him, he must have just killed him instead of trying so hard to get him back unharmed! ”

Noah's eyes were even more unexpected, and he didn't seem to understand how he suddenly got to know. After being surprised, he grabbed his collar and continued to drag it out. "Let go! What are you doing? ”

"- [sic]" Help you water the pine soil. ”

"... you're not serious, are you? ”

“Master Hou's orders cannot be disobeyed. ”

"..."

He sacrificed me to be my hero! They can't do this to him! No, I can't!

The three men's backs gradually wandered away, and Shemu's eyes turned to the sleeping door beside them.

Liu Qinghuan had been lying on the door eavesdropping, unfortunately her hearing was not as good as her memory, she had only heard a few keywords for half a day - whipping, fire roasting, petite flowers.

She frowned, whipped and roasted, and she could still understand, this little flower... what kind of criminal law is it?

Criminal law in the military was changing, and she felt a little out of step with them.

“Squeak," someone pushed the door from the outside. Shemu stood at the door and watched Liu Qing jump away, silently closing the door.

Liu Qinghuan chirped, Shemu murdered someone she had seen, do you really want to whip her now to roast the petite flowers?

Her palms seeped a thin cold sweat, smiling dry at Shemu. “Master Hou, what can I do for you? ”

"Don't you think we should talk about it? ”

Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly: “Where would you like to start? ”

Shemu's lips curled with a smile: "Let's start with your cousin, who has always abandoned you. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

She now realizes how careful Sherman is.

Shemu saw her not talking and picked up a blank piece of paper written on the table and spread it out in front of her: “If you don't want to talk about your cousin, talk about this. ”

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the blank paper and wrote two beautiful lines of small letters, but obviously out of the hands of different people. Her face looked ugly again and she laughed: “I just read Grandpa Hou's handwriting, so I couldn't help but want to practice. ”

“Oh.” Shemu answered, looking down at the line of Juanxiu's small words on the paper. “The writing was good, which is that I didn't really like the content. ”

Liu Qinghuan reflected seriously: “I will write whatever Grandpa likes in the future. ”

Shemu saw that she had not spoken for a while. Liu Qinghuan was a little panicked when she saw him. He tried carefully: “You... don't ask about my escape? ”

Shemu lowered her head and put the blank paper in her hand back on the table: "Nothing to ask. ”

His eyelashes cast two shallow reflections on his eyelids, making him look a little gloomy and... grieving.

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved. What did he grieve for? She's the one who's responsible. Okay!

Neither of them spoke for a while. Liu Qing couldn't hold his breath. He coughed dry and asked: "Master Hou, I have a question for you. ”

“Ask.”

“Well, how the hell did you recognize me?” The issue is of paramount importance, and if it is not properly resolved, she will grow on her heels here in Shemu.

After listening to her question, Shemu smiled softly: "So you were really planning to get away with it?” Does she think she can fool someone who pretends to be her?

Liu Qinghuan bowed his mouth and did not speak. Shemu grabbed his hand and his voice softened unconsciously. “If you decided to run away, why did you put the five colors of life I gave you on your hand? ”

Liu Qing stunned for a moment and tried to withdraw his hand from him, but found that he was holding it tighter and tighter: “I just felt... it was a shame to lose it. ”

It can't be because of that, can it? If someone really wanted to impersonate her, she wouldn't have left such a big one in bloom.

Shemu glanced and put her hand in her heart: "My heart will beat faster when you're around me. ”