It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

"Do you think I don't know why Songming County was flooded back then?" Mu Qinghe wrote lightly holding the small white bone.

Master Mu stood up, pointed at him and cursed, "Little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Mrs. Mu woke up slowly, leaning on a chair, surrounded by a group of servant girls, her hands and feet felt cold when she heard this, she whispered, "Master, don't talk about it."

Master Mu glared at her, and Mrs. Mu lowered her head timidly, not daring to make another sound.Master Mu said softly to Mu Qing, "How can my Mu family have descendants like you."

Mu Qinghe put the thing in his palm to play with, looked at Master Mu's angry face, sneered and said, "Guess, what is this?" He stretched the thing forward to show Master Mu.

Master Mu stood up with a flick of his sleeves, frowned and said, "What kind of tricks do you want to play? What are you doing with this pickled thing?"

"Pickled stuff?" Mu Qinghe laughed strangely, held the thin bone in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Look, Xiao Chuan, your favorite father said you were pickled."

"What!" Master Mu was taken aback, looking at Mu Qinghe in disbelief.Mrs. Mu was on the verge of falling, she clenched her veil tightly and stared at Mu Qinghe.

Mu Qinghe smiled, looked at Mrs. Mu and said, "Didn't you already see it before?"

Mrs. Mu's eyes flickered, and she timidly said to Mu Qinghe, "What did you say?"

Mu Qinghe approached her, holding his thin bones to show her, "I said, don't you know this is Xiaochuan?"

"No, no!" Madam Mu shivered all over, shrank in the chair, looked at Mu Qinghe in horror, "You are talking nonsense!"

Mu Qinghe put away the bones, put them into his bosom, and said with a smile, "If you say no, then there won't be any."

Master Mu stared blankly at the conversation between the two, until he saw Mu Qinghe put something into his arms, and then he said in surprise, "You let Xiao Chuan die without a whole body?"

Mu Qinghe raised his eyes to look at him, and asked indifferently, "What is a dead body? He just stays with me."

"You..." Master Mu was furious, pointed at Mu Qing tremblingly and said, "Bastard! Dogs are not as good as pigs!"

Mu Qinghe's hand slowly covered his chest, and pressed it to the part where the bones were placed, but his face was calm, as if Master Mu was not cursing himself, watching Master Mu yelling at him like watching a play.

The maids and servants in the room looked at each other, not knowing what to do.The sky was gradually getting brighter, the old lady's bones were still cold, and no one was collecting them, but the heads of the family were only focused on arguing, and some maidservant's eyes were red, sobbing under choked voice.The servant standing beside her hastily elbowed her.

"Are you crying?" a voice asked.

The little maid raised her head and saw Mu Qinghe looking at her gently.Her heart skipped a beat, she hurriedly knelt down, tears streaming down her cheeks, and choked, "Master, old madam, she..."

"Bury it casually." Mu Qinghe interrupted her, casually said.

The little maid raised her head in disbelief, not sure if she heard such words.

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Mu Qinghe looked down at her kindly, and asked repeatedly.

The little maid nodded in a daze.Mrs. Mu sat on the chair, her face turned pale again, as if she was about to faint.

"I said, just bury her casually." Mu Qinghe raised his voice slightly and told her gently.

"You little bastard!" Master Mu picked up the cup and dropped it on the ground, with a bang, the cup shattered and the pieces fell on the ground.

"Father." Mu Qinghe looked down at the debris on his feet, frowned slightly and said to Master Mu, "Do you only know how to scold animals?"

Master Mu's face was flushed with anger, coughing in muffled voice, pointing at Mu Qinghe with trembling fingers, his eyes full of hatred.

"Hehe." Mu Qinghe smiled leisurely, "That's it, Father, you look at me like this again."

He clapped his hands with infinite joy, "I want to give you a big gift. You can see if you like it first."

"Master." Mrs. Mu screamed, her whole body seemed to gain strength suddenly, she rushed out of the siege of the maids, rushed to Master Mu, and watched Mu Qinghe's every move vigilantly.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Mu Qinghe asked with a smile.

"Qinghe, he is your father after all..." Madam Mu said with tears in her eyes.

Mu Qinghe nodded, "Of course I know."

He turned around, looked at the maids and boys behind him, and said, "However, I have to deal with them first."

The vigilant servant girl noticed something was wrong and was ready to move, trying to escape to the door. Before she could take a step, she felt her feet loosened and she fell down. The room was instantly in chaos and screams rang out.

"Reverse! You are rebellious!" Mr. Mu was held up by Mrs. Mu, pointing at Mu Qinghe and cursing heartbrokenly.

Mu Qinghe watched those people fall into the hole in the room with relief, closed the mechanism again, covered the voice below, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I've thought so for a long time."

"Qinghe." Madam Mu looked at him sadly, tears streaming down her face.

Mu Qinghe walked to the bed and looked down at the old lady's remains, inch by inch, from her gray hair, to every wrinkle, to the blue and white lips, after a long while, he straightened up comfortably, and said, "You know Do I hate you when I watch you breathe here every night?" He stroked her cheek weakly with his hand, and said with a smile, "Now, I'm finally at ease."

"How could this be?" Mrs. Mu murmured, looking at the smile on Mu Qinghe's face, it was like looking at a man-eating demon.Why did her son born in October look like this?

"Qinghe," she said nonchalantly, "how did you become like this?"

Mu Qinghe was looking at the old lady seriously, and raised his head when he heard the words, showing a pretty side face, "Tell me, will Xiao Chuan be happy knowing that she is dead too?"

"No!" Mrs. Mu lowered her voice and shouted, her expression flustered, "Xiao Chuan won't do this! Xiao Chuan is kinder than you!"

The smile on Mu Qinghe's face froze, he looked at Mrs. Mu, and said coldly, "What did you say?"

Baozi did not know how long he had been walking in the dark. There was stickiness everywhere, which made him feel sick and scared. In the silent silence, he shouted for a long time until his throat was hoarse and painful, and he could no longer speak. Only then did he stop talking, groping carefully with both hands, walking around while holding on to the wall feebly.

However, he was still getting more and more tired and weak, until he heard the dull sound of chopping knives.

It's that room!

Baozi's spirit was shaken, and he hurried towards the direction of the sound.

He has listened to this dull sound of chopping things for a long time, and every time he hears it, for some reason, he feels his heart tremble.However, at this moment, it was also good news for him to hear a familiar voice.

He can go out from that room, find the son, explain it to him clearly, and let him not be angry with himself.Baozi thought to himself, his hands and feet became much stronger, and his speed became much faster.

The sound was getting closer and closer, as if there was only a wall separating them.

Baozi pounded on the wall anxiously, and asked hoarsely, "Is anyone there?"

The sound of chopping knives outside the wall is still there, and it seems that they have not heard it.

Baozi strained his hand and shouted as hard as he could, "Is there anyone? Open the door!"

After doing this several times, he heard the voice over there stop, as if he was confirming something, Baozi was overjoyed, and hurriedly hammered the wall with both hands, hoping that the people over there would open the door and let him out.

Just a few breaths later, the sound of chopping the knife sounded again.

There were no other voices in the darkness.

Baozi broke out in a sweat, and thumped vigorously with all his strength, "Open the door! Open the door!" He yelled in a crying voice.

The sound of chopping knives stopped.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Baozi yelled in pain, and there was a bloody smell coming from his throat. He yelled recklessly, hoping to attract the attention of the other side.

There seemed to be footsteps coming.

Baozi was overjoyed.

The voice was very heavy. If you listen carefully, it seems that you are still wearing shackles, rattling.

Baozi continued to listen suspiciously. In the past, he only heard the sound of chopping, but he didn't find that this person seemed to be locked up.

Then can he come and open the door?Baozi was a little worried again.

While he was worrying, there was a sudden crash, and the wall under his hands seemed to move.Baozi was so frightened that he closed his eyes and stepped back hastily.

"Woo." Someone uttered vague syllables vaguely.

Baozi opened his eyes and saw a faint light not far away, where there seemed to be a dark shadow standing there.

"Great! Let me out!" Baozi happily ran there, staggering to the light.

As if a hole had been opened in the wall, Baozi looked at the "door" curiously, and smiled at the figure there, "Thank you... ah—" He screamed.

That's not a person, it's clearly a big bear locked up!

"Help!" He turned his head and ran, his liver and gallbladder split.

"Roar--"

The thing let out a loud cry, Baozi was frightened by the sound, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.The foot was held by a powerful claw in an instant, and it was dragged inside irresistibly.

"Let me go," he struggled desperately, "let me go!"

The hairy, bear-like tall thing grabbed him tightly, and threw him on a high platform with force, Baozi's eyes were full of gold stars, his head was dizzy, and he opened his eyes in a daze, still Said, "Please, let me go..."

The thing poked Baozi's face excitedly, its sharp nails scratched his face, Baozi was so frightened that he cried out, whimpering and begging for mercy.

"Roar! Roar!" The thing jumped on the spot twice, and the shackles under its feet rattled.

Baozi carefully opened his eyes, wanting to look at the scene in the room, just in time to see that thing happily waved away something beside him, then pinched his waist, and dragged him to the empty space "What are you doing?" Baozi turned his head to look, under the dim light, thick blood was dripping down the case under him.

"Ah—" Baozi yelled sharply, "My lord, save me!"

The thing picked his ears, jumped on the spot unhappily, and hit Baozi's face with a paw, causing his head to tilt and he passed out.

The room was quiet again, the thing nodded in satisfaction, stretched out its claws to grab the big knife that was inserted obliquely on the desk, and chopped down fiercely on Baozi's face that was still horrified and distorted in sleep.

When Bai Lang woke up, it was broad daylight. He squinted his eyes to look out the window, and suddenly jumped up, jumping up from the bed.

"What are you doing?" A voice beside him asked coldly.

"Castle Master?" Bai Lang looked at Bai Han suspiciously, as if he didn't know why he was here.

Bai Han looked at him without blinking, watching him wake up from the daze, his eyes became clear again, and became dodgy again.

"Are you hungry?" Bai Han asked softly, forcing himself to ignore the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Not hungry." Bai Lang got off the bed, while exercising his muscles, he pretended to be casually walking towards the door.

"Stop." Bai Han said coldly while maintaining the posture of sitting by the bed.

Bai Lang stood awkwardly one meter away from the door, and asked uncomfortably, "What is the castle master's order?"

Bai Han was silent, and when Bai Lang couldn't bear it and began to sneak along the road again, he nodded towards the table, "Eat."

The sun hit the face, the light was quite glaring, Chu Lianyu rubbed her eyes and woke up.

The other arm was so sore that it was almost immobile.

Chu Lianyu looked at the thickly wrapped arms, and anxiously used her good hands to untie the cloth strips.

"Does it hurt?"

At the door, Qin Ge came in with breakfast in his hand, as comfortable as entering his own room. He casually placed the tray on the table, pulled Chu Lianyu's injured arm very naturally, and carefully began to untie the cloth strips wrapped yesterday.

He actually wore a pink suit today.

Chu Lianyu looked at the pink figure sitting beside her, forgot to get angry for a moment, and stared at his profile stupidly.

Qin Ge glanced out of the corner of his eyes, lowered his head and smiled slightly, the movements of his hands became more and more gentle. He unwrapped the cloth strip extremely carefully, carefully examined the complete wound covered by the medicine powder, and gently blew on it After taking a sip, seeing that a layer of small corn grains formed on Chu Lianyu's skin instantly, he couldn't help but blew on it again, and after several times, he asked pitifully, "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Lianyu was so blown away that he felt uncomfortable all over. Looking at Qin Ge's charming and beautiful face like a woman, he couldn't help but trembled, and murmured, "sissy..."