The villain master dressed as the heroine

"Junior Sister is from the Demon Race, you learned about it at the entrance of the Qiwen Museum." Tang Muzhi sat by the bed, watching Chu Tingyu turn his face slightly, "Zhao Lan told me."

Chu Tingyu frowned, her lips turned pale, and she didn't answer.

Tang Muzhi asked again: "Did you kill her because she was the murderer of the incident in Lianmu City?"

Chu Tingyu still didn't speak.

Asked two questions in a row, Chu Tingyu ignored them, Tang Muzhi felt the fire in her heart come up again, she almost quickly pinched Chu Tingyu's wrist, and said coldly: "Chu Tingyu, if you don't say anything, you will If you die in a water dungeon, no one will know."

Chu Tingyu said: "Didn't you want me to die?"

Tang Muzhi pinched her wrist tightly, and there was already a faint red mark, "I gave you a chance, why are you so unhappy?"

"If you don't tell me, the next time Zhao Lan comes, I will tell him that you are dead."

When Chu Tingyu heard this, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Oh, I forgot, you want to die now, and I told Zhao Lan that you were dead, isn't that what you mean?" Tang Muzhi stood up, his long sleeves bulging slightly from the cold wind blowing in from the window.

"Then I'll let Zhao Lan die."

After finishing speaking, Tang Muzhi immediately walked out, Chu Tingyu immediately grabbed her sleeve, "No, no!"

"Aren't you silent? You opened your mouth when you heard Zhao Lan's name?" Tang Muzhi sneered blankly.

"Brother is my benefactor, if you kill him..."

Tang Muzhi saw Chu Tingyu speak for Zhao Lan with a pale face, and the unknown fire in her heart rose again in an instant. She broke Chu Tingyu's hand and said, "Then tell me what Lu Mingyue said to you, Whatever you did to her, I will not embarrass Zhao Lan."

Chu Tingyu was startled, and finally seemed to have made up her mind, she said softly: "Lu Mingyue, I didn't kill it."

Tang Muzhi's mind went blank for a moment, and his heart sank, "At that time, there was someone else at the gate of the Qiwen Museum?! Who killed Junior Sister?"

Chu Tingyu looked up at her. Tang Muzhi was so excited that he clenched his fingers tightly. Chu Tingyu looked at her for a while and said, "Do you really like Lu Mingyue?"

Tang Muzhi only stared at her.

Chu Tingyu said: "On that day, there were only her and I at the entrance of the Qiwen Museum... Do you believe me when I say I didn't kill it?"

Tang Muzhi's heart thumped suddenly, as if she was about to punch a hole in her chest, she took two steps back, her clenched hands were shaking.

No, it's not right.

There must be something wrong... there must be something wrong...

Tang Muzhi was panicking. When she thought of Lu Mingyue's smiling face like a flower, she suddenly panicked.

She had already thought of the worst possibility.

Tang Muzhi froze for a while, and said, "What do you mean..."

"I..." Chu Tingyu's throat was dry. She hadn't spoken for a long time, and when she said a few more words, she felt as if gravel had entered her throat, cutting her throat sorely.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Chu Tingyu's face was flushed from coughing, and her body was arched.

Seeing that she was speechless, Tang Muzhi was upset and said, "Forget it, I think for myself, you should stay here."

After that, she immediately turned and left.

Tang Muzhi was trembling in her heart, but she didn't want to show it.

She...was afraid to face the truth.

Just after nightfall, someone brought over a bowl of white porridge.

Chu Tingyu looked up, then turned over and lay down again.

Tang Muzhi sat in the main hall for a whole day, and finally returned to this bedroom hesitantly. She saw that the bowl of porridge she had prepared was still placed on the table without moving.

Doesn't she want to drink porridge?

Prepared for her why not drink?

Tang Muzhi walked into the inner room annoyed.

Does she just hate what she prepared for her, even refusing to drink a bowl of porridge?

Tang Muzhi approached the bed curtain, and opened it, "Chu Tingyu."

Chu Tingyu seemed to have fallen asleep, she frowned even when she was sleeping, but Tang Muzhi didn't care, she just shook Chu Tingyu to wake her up, and shouted impatiently: "Chu Tingyu!"

Chu Tingyu felt that someone was calling her, but the quilt was so comfortable and warm that she didn't even want to move, let alone open her eyes.

"Don't you want porridge? Why don't you drink it?" Tang Muzhi scooped her up half-compulsively.

Chu Tingyu's injury was still not healed, and her joints were shaking with pain. She was pulled by Tang Muzhi, which happened to touch those wounds, and she couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Tang Mu didn't know how to let go, and forced her to say, "Drink the porridge before going to sleep."

Only then did Chu Tingyu realize what Tang Muzhi was talking about. She opened her eyes in a daze, saw Tang Muzhi's face, and saw the bowl of porridge on the table, and said in disgust, "I hate porridge."

"You hate it?" Tang Muzhi clearly remembered that in the water prison, Chu Tingyu was thinking about a bowl of white porridge, why is she not happy when it is brought to her now?

"Yes, I hate porridge." Chu Tingyu didn't know what kind of anger was drawn into her, she threw off Tang Muzhi's hand, and said coldly, "I hate you even more."

Tang Muzhi laughed back angrily, and said, "You always hated me, have you ever treated me well since you were young?"

Chu Tingyu showed a look of contempt, turning his head and didn't even want to look at her.

again...

Another indifferent disregard and treatment.

Tang Muzhi was silent for a while, and suddenly, she couldn't help but flicked her sleeves violently!There was a bang, and the bowl of porridge was smashed to the ground, and the steaming white porridge mixed with the tiles shattered all over the floor!

Tang Muzhi didn't know where the anger came from. It might be that the "Chu Tingyu" she met "over there" before would gently call "myself" Muzhi. She felt it was so unfair...or maybe she heard her say Zhao Lan today. It's her benefactor, but she ignores everything about herself... It's more likely that she said she hates herself! ! !

Hate yourself, hate yourself, don't you?

Tang Muzhi went straight to the bed, grabbed Chu Tingyu, and pressed her down hard!

Chu Tingyu was almost smashed to the bone. When she fell on the bed, she was dizzy for a while, and heard the voice of gnashing her teeth: "You hate me so much? What else, you have the ability to say it today!"

Chu Tingyu had never been touched so intimately before, she immediately raised her hand to push Tang Muzhi away, but Tang Muzhi directly pressed her hand, his eyes were full of cold anger, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Chu Tingyu didn't answer, she subconsciously wanted to draw the sword under the bed, Tang Muzhi pulled her wrist back, and threatened: "If you dare to move, Zhao Lan will die, Xie Tang will die, and the whole Beiqing Mountain will be destroyed forever."

Chu Tingyu sneered and said, "Threatening me, then you can kill Zhao Lan first, then Xie Tang, as long as you can do it."

Tang Muzhi saw Chu Tingyu's expression of preferring jade to pieces rather than tiles, and suddenly an unknown fire burst out in her heart. She raised her hand and extinguished the oil lamp on the table, and the whole room fell into darkness for a moment.

Tang Muzhi whispered in her ear: "Zhao Lan asked me to let you go before, and I said that unless he can compensate me for my junior sister, I will let you go..."

"But little junior sister is dead now, Chu Tingyu, what will you give me as compensation?"

Tang Muzhi's hand lifted a strand of hair from her shoulder and twirled it around. It was obviously an extremely gentle movement, but it made Chu Tingyu tremble all over.

A stab.

It was the sound of clothes being torn, Chu Tingyu's eyes showed a look of horror, she felt a chill in her shoulders, Tang Muzhi had already lowered his head and kissed her slender neck, "Give you to me..."

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside the window, and thousands of white lights were reflected by the window, making people dizzy.

"You, you..." Chu Tingyu was already stunned. She didn't understand what Tang Muzhi was going crazy. She could only try her best to push her, but like a mayfly shaking a tree, she was powerless to resist. Tang Muzhi He hugged her tightly, and the clothes on her body were also thrown on the ground one by one.

"Tang Muzhi, you're crazy!" Chu Tingyu almost wanted to bang his head against the wall, but Tang Muzhi quickly stopped her, "You'd better stop moving, or you'll get hurt soon, and you'll be the one who hurts."

Tang Muzhi pulled up the entire bed curtain, and Chu Tingyu's eyes turned black. She never knew that Tang Muzhi would have such thoughts, she was still struggling, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't you like Lu Mingyue, you like this... ...to me, what is it?!"

"Lu Mingyue? Junior sister?" Tang Muzhi heard the name, read it for a while, and then laughed silently.

Chu Tingyu may have misread it, she actually saw a line of tears slipping down from the corner of Tang Muzhi's eyes, and finally dripped on her cheeks, moist and hot.

Tang Muzhi stopped talking, she hugged Chu Tingyu to her body, then raised her head and kissed her thin lips, which were soft and cold.

Chu Tingyu saw that all her clothes fell on the ground, but Tang Muzhi was still in good condition, she hadn't even untied a tie, she almost wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself.Covering the remaining quilt, she tried her best to avoid Tang Muzhi's kiss, "Don't touch me...you get lost!"

"Why not? Why, she can do it, why can't I?!" Tang Muzhi felt bored when he thought of what he saw "over there", and felt uncontrollable...jealousy.

Why couldn't Chu Tingyu here hold her like that, comfort her, and coax her.

Is it because I have never been close to her... But when she was a child, she also clearly wanted to get along with her master, but on the first day of her apprenticeship, Chu Tingyu completely shattered this fantasy.

"Lie down on me." Tang Muzhi squeezed his body tightly, and slowly stretched his other hand down——

Chu Tingyu's face turned white and red, she pinched Tang Muzhi's shoulder, looking half dead, but Tang Muzhi hated her appearance the most, so he pressed her head on his shoulder, and stroked the back of her neck with his fingers , "Spread your legs apart, take it easy."

Chu Tingyu was trembling with anger from these few words, she struggled violently again, "Tang Muzhi, are you crazy?! Let me go!"

"Yes, I'm the one who's crazy." Tang Muzhi pulled the man back and pressed him on his shoulder again, "Stop moving around."