Quick-wearing female supporting cast: System, you have lost your integrity!

Chapter 303 Dreaming Back, Misty Rain in the Republic of China (7)

That night, Xi Miaoyue suffered from insomnia.

She hadn't experienced the feeling of tossing and turning for a long time, probably because of the lofty purpose of this mission, and she couldn't restrain her boiling blood when she thought that she would also become a witness and participant of the revolutionary cause.

Probably because she always liked to listen to the stories of those revolutionary martyrs when she was a child, so she always had a special respect for the martyrs who sacrificed themselves to benefit everyone.

Excited and nervous, the result of adding up all kinds of emotions is that she didn't fall asleep until the bright moon appeared in the sky.

It's exactly eight o'clock.

It was less than two hours since Xi Miaoyue really fell asleep, and a loud knock on the door made a woman who was seriously deprived of sleep feel furious!
"It's so noisy!" Fortunately, she still remembered to bear it and swallowed the sentence "Get out".

The little maid who had never seen Xi Miaoyue lose her temper turned pale with fright, and even her fingers were trembling, but she dared not disobey Mr. Meng Yuan's words: "... aunt, girl, that... Someone is coming to pick you up..."

what? !

A certain woman who closed her door and meditated, a carp stood up from the bed, her messy hair and two huge black circles made her look like a wandering spirit!

Scratching the back of her head depressedly, Xi Miaoyue completely ignored how much her rude behavior would damage her prosperous beauty.

This came too steeply, she hadn't figured out how to have a showdown with Shen Tonglin, if she showed her stuff in front of the other party, she would die like a scumbag!

Xi Miaoyue was thinking about how to respond, the little maid outside the door was about to cry, the girl was angry with her!She will not have a good life in the future!

In front of the Marshal's Mansion.

Xi Miaoyue looked up at the golden plaque, "Shen's world"?
"Miss Xi, what do you think of this word?" The person who came to greet her seemed to be the housekeeper of the Marshal's Mansion, and asked with a smile when she saw her looking at the plaque.

"Vigorous and powerful, sharp and sharp, excellent." Her research on calligraphy is superficial, but she can see the ambition revealed in this word.

To be able to name the mansion after "Shen's World" so blatantly, there is probably no other person in the world except Shen Tonglin!

Sure enough, the housekeeper "showed off" to Xi Miaoyue with a proud appearance: "The inscription written by the general is ordinary!"

"Come on, miss Xi." Xi Miaoyue's generous praise made the housekeeper very helpful, and the thorough manners along the way made Xi Miaoyue suddenly have the illusion that she is the future mistress of this house.

He patted himself on the head and told himself not to think about such nonsense, but the housekeeper stared blankly at her... and knocked himself on the head.

Ha ha ha ha……

so awkward.

Having said that, isn't it said that Shen Tonglin is arrogant and brutal? Why does this butler seem to admire his handsome man?

Full of doubts, Xi Miaoyue followed behind the housekeeper and walked deep into the courtyard.

at this time--

The screams were accompanied by the blunt slap of the whip on the body, which froze Xi Miaoyue's footsteps.

Damn, she can't be so lucky.

"Miss Xi, why don't you leave?"

The butler turned around and asked nonchalantly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"It's okay, let's go." Taking a deep breath, Xi Miaoyue told herself that it was okay, and finally turned a corner, and the screams comparable to Ling Chi were within reach.

And Xi Miaoyue finally saw the live version of "Ling Chi".

On an iron frame like a door frame, a hemp rope thicker than the wrist hung a man covered in bruises in mid-air, and the whip hit him one after another, and the man trembled violently, and the blood flowed to the ground as the tattered clothes flowed. A small puddle of blood formed under the man's tiptoe.

(End of this chapter)