After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Back then Zhao Tianmao drove him out of the Zhao family by such dirty means, this time, Zhao Pinqian naturally would not let him go easily.

Not only did he want to expose Zhao Tianmao's hypocritical face, but he also wanted to let him taste what it was like to be beaten by everyone.

Zhao Pinqian immediately packed his things and went back with Zhao Tian, ​​and brought Liu Qingmei and Xiuxiu with him.

With these two ironclad evidences, Zhao Tianmao couldn't get rid of them even if he wanted to.

At the same time, Zhao Tianmao was still planning with Mr. Sheng to suppress Hualupu.

Yingyue received a message from Zhao Tianmao.

She reported it to Lu Xiyue immediately.

"He said that the new flower dew will be released in two days, and he asked me to put this method into the big vat that makes the flower dew in Sijichun."

She handed a small white porcelain bottle to Lu Xiyue.

The bottle contained white powder with no taste, so Lu Xiyue poured it into the water glass.

Soon, a pungent and unpleasant smell wafted out.

Lu Xiyue covered her mouth and nose, and poured tea outside the door.

"Doesn't Zhao Tianmao know that Sijichun's dew is made outside?"

To think of such a way to destroy the smell of flower dew, it's bad enough.

Yingyue shook her head: "He didn't know, he just asked me where I usually go, and I said I was with Miss Lu, and she thought you believed me, so she asked me to find a way to go to Hualu shop with you."

Lu Xiyue understood.

Perhaps Zhao Tianmao never dreamed that Yingyue had already rebelled.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about the next thing. If Zhao Tianmao finds you, you can just say you voted in."

Yingyue took a deep look at her, "But if the flower dew is not damaged, I'm afraid he won't believe it."

"It's okay, at that time, he was too busy to take care of himself."

Yingyue pursed her lips and didn't ask any more questions.

Lu Xiyue packed the porcelain bottle and went back to the house.

As the night fell, mist fell all over the window, and two figures flew out of the mansion quietly, heading straight to the backyard of Hualupu under Zhao Tianmao's name.

Xiao Yunheng led Lu Xiyue, easily avoided the guards and servants, leaped forward, and landed firmly in the courtyard wall.

Guided by the moonlight, the two quickly found the room where Zhao Tianmao made incense.

Similar to what Lu Xiyue thought, the huge distiller was made by imitating her, but there was a missing pipe in the middle connection, which caused the scent of the flower dew in Zhao's Flower Dew Shop to be messy.

The two acted separately, prepared and distributed the dew box, and found the dew marked with plum blossom.

Xiao Yunheng opened the box, and the fragrance of plum blossoms flooded him instantly.

The flower dew is fragrant, but it does not feel comfortable.

"found it."

He called softly.

Lu Xiyue walked over in response, and saw the mottled dew by the moonlight, her lips raised.

"I'm afraid that Zhao Tianmao will never think that what he wants to use on our Four Seasons Spring Talk road will eventually be used on his own flower dew."

There was a sly smile in the girl's eyes, and Xiao Yunheng helped her open all the plum blossom dew.

The mouth of the glass bottle is not big, and there is not much powder in the porcelain bottle, so there is no way to destroy all the fragrance.

Lu Xiyue only cast flowers in the top row, and then messed them up.

In the dead of night, the guards were not far away, and the two of them moved lightly, even if they used it for a long time, they would not be discovered.

When the things were put away, she closed the box and restored it to its original state, and was about to leave when Lu Xiyue suddenly reached out and gave the man a hand.

"and many more."

Xiao Yunheng paused and looked back at her.

The girl went back to the distiller where the floral oil was made, and tore off the hairpin that was pinning her hair.

Without the support of the hairpin, the long dark black hair poured down and fell straight to the waist.

"What is this for?" Xiao Yunheng stroked the girl's hair, a little puzzled.

Lu Xiyue bent her lips, took his hand and walked to the nearest place to the distiller, "Prepare a big gift for Zhao Tianmao."

Xiao Yunheng soon understood what this great gift was about.

Lu Xiyue stuffed the hairpin into Xiao Yunheng's hand, and directed: "Use this to poke a small hole in it, be careful not to make it too big, and maintain good strength."

Xiao Yunheng knew martial arts, so he wouldn't hit too hard and damage the whole still.

Holding the hairpin that still had the temperature of the girl's fingertips, the arc of Xiao Yunheng's lips widened a bit.

It has to be said that her bad temper is exactly the same as the rumors in the capital.

He chose not to destroy the whole alembic, but to poke out such a small hole, so that people can't easily find it.

When the flower dew is extracted next time, the workers will find that things are damaged.

There is no way to repair the distiller made of colored glaze. It is so big that it can only be discarded.

This is more than that, even the petals put in it are useless.

All smiles, she still has to follow her orders.

With a little effort on the wrist, the point of the hairpin pierced the bottom of the still.

However, there is not even a trace of a crack in the larger mung bean. Even if four or five people are watching, they probably won't be able to find it.

Taking back the hairpin, Xiao Yunheng held her hair, trying to pin it back.

However, the hands that can kill all directions with a sword and defeat the enemy with empty fists on weekdays are now combing the long and smooth hair, and the fingers seem to be knotted, and they can't hold the hair together.

Sensing the dissatisfaction from the man opposite, Lu Xiyue raised her hand and tapped his chest.

"Don't do it, let's go home first."

Staying in other people's territory and destroying things, and slowly pulling your hair here.

Zhao Tianmao would probably die of anger if he found out.

Xiao Yunheng tightened his lips, nodded, and then wrapped his arms around her waist, turned out the window, and flew out deftly.

It was already midnight when the two returned home.

Xiao Yunheng was still struggling with her long hair.

Through the bronze mirror, Lu Xiyue could clearly see the man's handsome face, as if her hair had committed some crimes, and they must be brought to justice.

She smiled helplessly: "I really don't need to pull it up, I'm going to sleep anyway, I'll just come by myself tomorrow."

Xiao Yunheng was discouraged, put the hairpin back on the table, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her in the bronze mirror.

"It's very easy to see you pulling your hair up on weekdays."

The man is tall and tall, tall and straight, but at this moment, his words are full of grievances.

Lu Xiyue's smile deepened.

"I've watched people comb their hair since I was a child. Of course it's simple. You men use crowns for your hair. It's different from us. You won't be normal."

"I have to know how to pull your hair." The man straightened his expression and said seriously: "In the future, I will handle all your hair."

Waves surged in Lu Xiyue's eyes, and her heart beat unusually.

She nodded with a smile: "Okay, but pull my hair, you can't only have one style."

Xiao Yunheng's heart moved slightly.

This is the first time she has responded so directly about the future.