The strange beginning talks about the script, I conquer the love-brained villain

Aunt Yang's sharp eagle eyes glanced at her, and she suddenly showed a dull expression. She leaned toward the door with her ears sideways blankly, looking like a blind person.

"Who's coming?"

Aunt Yang sneered: "Why is Qin Xiunv hiding here? Make it easy for me to find you."

Qin Baizhi touched his neck with a sincere face: "It's okay, I just hung myself. I didn't die. Let grandma worry about it."

The main thing is to seek truth from facts.

Her straightforward answer made Grandma Yang stunned.

"Since Qin Xiunu has entered the Prince's Mansion, she is a member of the Prince's Mansion, and life or death is not up to you. Do you understand?"

Qin Baizhi was full of slander, but on the surface he was respectful: "I understand!"

What this kind of person who has been in a lower position for a long time wants is an attitude of respect and obedience to satisfy her desire for power.

Aunt Yang looked at her again, suddenly narrowed her eyes, and her expression changed: "What is there on your waistband? Show it to me!"

According to the rules written on the bamboo slips, the servant in Tsing Yi cannot refuse the request, otherwise he will die!

Sweat broke out on Qin Baizhi's forehead: "Mother Yang, are you sure you want to see it? Not very good."

Aunt Yang took the lantern from the entourage on the side and strode over: "Things that shouldn't be allowed to appear in the Prince's Mansion!"

In an instant, Grandma Yang's tall figure enveloped her.

Aunt Yang was condescending, her expression was like a ghost, her words contained a fierceness that could not be refused, and she stretched out her withered hand: "Give it to me!"

Looking at that weird expression, it seemed like he was about to turn into a monster in the next second.

Qin Baizhi's heart was beating like thunder, and he slowly put his hand on the bamboo slip, his empty eyes looking past the old face.

"I was incontinent when I just hung myself."

"So I split a bamboo slip and used it as a toilet chip to wipe my butt."

The whole room was silent.

Grandma Yang's figure was frozen for a moment, and the expression on her face changed rapidly. She was disgusted, disgusted, and shocked. It was extremely exciting.

Seeing this reaction, Qin Baizhi breathed a sigh of relief and kept trying: "You guys came in before I finished wiping, so I didn't have time to throw it away, so I pinned it to my waistband."

"If you don't mind it..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nanny Yang retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted and took a few steps back: "Vulgar! Disgusting! Ouch! Bad luck!"

Qin Baizhi took a deep breath, finally letting go of her anxious heart.

If Nanny Yang asked for something she didn't want, it wouldn't be considered a violation of the rules.

Aunt Yang rolled up her sleeves with a look of disgust on her face: "Qin Xiunu, it's your turn to sleep with you tonight. Throw away this dirty thing and follow me to the prince's bedroom."

Qin Baizhi's eyes lit up and he was worried about not being able to deal with the bamboo slips.

While she agreed, she fumbled with the bamboo slips and threw them seemingly casually, but in fact, she just hit Mother Yang's lantern.

Nanny Yang exclaimed, and the lantern in her hand fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.

Qin Baizhi pretended to be panicked, rolling around and touching the lantern and bamboo slips.

"Where was it thrown? Mommy, it didn't hit you, did it?"

Nanny Yang gritted her teeth: "Blind bitch! You soiled my lantern!"

Qin Baizhi felt aggrieved: "I really have bad eyesight, there's nothing I can do about it."

Aunt Yang disliked the lantern being stained, so she stood far away and couldn't come over.

Qin Baizhi touched the bamboo slips, stuffed them into the lantern, and muttered: "It's better to burn them, so as not to stain everyone's eyes."

Aunt Yang and her group stopped talking and just stared coldly.

It seems that this behavior is within their allowed range.

Amidst the crackling sound, the fire ignited, and the bamboo slips gradually became withered and curled.

Finally, the bamboo slips turned into a pile of black ashes and burned.

Qin Baizhi breathed a sigh of relief.

A hot potato has finally been solved.

"Let's go, stop dawdling."

Aunt Yang snorted coldly.

Qin Baizhi stood up and stumbled out of the woodshed with them.

After walking out, Qin Baizhi found that the surrounding environment was not quite right.