Qingqiu is difficult

Chapter 120 The thief is actually around

Seeing that Zijing's clothes were getting better and better day by day, Lu Xinyi became even more angry.

"How much profit can you share with me?" she asked curiously.

Zijing frowned: "It's not much. Don't you own half of my shares in Huahua Theater?"

What? ! ! ! !

She couldn't bear it for a second, so she packed her things and ran angrily to Huahua Theater. After Huazhu finished the work at hand, she called her to the side room for a confrontation.

"Why can you give Zijing so much money!" Lu Xinyi said angrily, "Let me tell you, I have so many hits, why am I still living so hard now!"

Zijing pouted and glanced at Huazhu. Huazhu knelt on the ground and frowned:

"Boss, you said it yourself. Half of the Huahua Theater is made of magnolia flowers and half is made of redbud flowers. Therefore, all the benefits are shared equally with the young master."

"I'm just doing this as a favor, and it's just a fictitious thing. It's better for you to take out real money for me!"

After saying that, she almost carried it in one breath. After a while, she struggled again and said, "Then where will the theater's daily expenses come from?"

Huazhu blinked: "Master Zijing said that you are the owner of the theater, so naturally I will dial from your half..."

"Ah!!!!" Lu Xinyi rolled his eyes and almost died on the spot.

However, Zijing had some conscience at this time and stepped forward to comfort her: "Boss Lu! You are not at a loss! Look, I brought you a bunch of guys like Li Si, and I personally took care of the farmland for you, right?"

Lu Xinyi struggled to get up and asked: "Then where do Li Si and the others get their wages?"

Huazhu shrank her neck: "Brother Li Si and the others are your personal followers, the boss, and they are also employees of the theater. Of course, they are also from your half..."

Lu Xinyi had no energy to stand up anymore. She looked at the ceiling in despair, raised one hand, and then the other hand, making a slit gesture.

"Kill me. I have been working for more than half a year to make money for others. I thought I was the boss. It turns out that I am also a hard worker. Kill me..."

Zijing grabbed her wrist: "Don't say that, don't think too hard! Brother Xinyi! Brother Lu! At least, we are still brothers!"

Lu Xinyi glanced at him desperately: "Do we still need to be brothers?"

Zijing held her hand and put it on his chest: "Of course, good brothers, for life!"

"Fuck your brother!" Lu Xinyi picked up her shoes and started beating him. However, it was as if the soles of his feet were greased. The two of them chased and quarreled all the way back to the Duke's Mansion from the Huahua Theater. After putting on her shoes, she just left I whipped a whip, but this guy was so flexible that he couldn't hit him no matter what.

Huazhu stood up from the ground and looked out the window and murmured:

"Princess, when did she start to value money so much? Since we are all one family sooner or later, why should we care about sharing more with him."

When she returned to the Duke's Mansion, Ling had been waiting for a long time. Lu Xinyi changed her clothes and went to look for him. It was already dusk, and the faint trace of the crescent moon was already reflected on the horizon.

When he came in, Ling was closing his eyes and concentrating. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Why is it so late?" Xin Yi stepped forward and replied carefully: "His Royal Highness, I went to the theater to calculate the accounts, and it was... too late."

Ling raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a cold sword in his eyes. One sword could pierce the person in front of him. Without the curtain as a shield, Lu Xinyi shuddered in her heart and couldn't help but tremble.

He opened his thin lips slightly and said calmly: "Not to see him?"

he? A trace of doubt flashed in Xin Yi's heart, and then he thought, yes, this prince has a strange disease. When night comes, his body will become a shadow.

But she still pretended not to understand, stepped forward and said respectfully: "I only know that there is the prince, but I don't know that there are others."

Ling laughed loudly, then walked over and pinched Lu Xinyi's chin: "Your blood can heal my injuries, but it can't heal yourself. This face is so different from the one you had before."

After saying that, he grabbed her wrist, pointed at the veins on her fair arm, and bit it mercilessly.

The smell of blood was a bit nauseating, but he seemed to enjoy it. Lu Xinyi frowned and looked at him. In fear and confusion, she wanted to say something to distract herself.

"Has the Crown Prince seen me in the past? Yes, I once heard Lord Yue say that the portrait of the princess can be found in the Moon Kingdom, so it is no exception for the Crown Prince to see it."

"Will the Crown Prince really feel better? Do you think it's strange that my own blood can't cure my own poison?"

"When did the prince get poisoned by the snake? It was because I had been cursed since I was a child. I was not in good health when I was very young, and then I was poisoned by a person. Prince, you said this poison is really strange, why can't it be used once and for all? Just poison people to death? Or chronic snake venom, haha..."

Zijing sneezed twice, and called Wang Er: "Who scolded me? Wang Er, is it possible that someone else discovered that you modified your credentials?"

Wang Er was a little confused: "Boss, no one is reading the credential now, and there are blank pages at the back! Besides, boss, why do you have to say that I changed it! I originally followed your will, Use your docked tail to engrave the words on the national book..."

Zijing rolled his eyes: "Gungun, those two ugly words of yours will ruin my reputation for the rest of my life! If I say you changed it, you did it!"

Ling was really disturbed by the noise. He stood up from her wrist with a cold face. Looking at the trembling woman in front of him, he was really impatient and knocked her unconscious with a palm.

After absorbing the snake gall blood, Ling sat on the spot and used his own internal strength to transport the blood to his whole body. Not long after, he took off his mask and looked at his face again. Most of the wounds were healed, but the newly grown skin was thin. Like cicada wings, you can still see faint blood streaks underneath.

Ling's expression softened slightly, she closed her eyes and said, "You can come out now."

The next second, when he opened his eyes again, his expression had completely changed. There was no air-conditioning in his eyes. Instead, they were filled with compassion and bitterness.

Ling turned around and saw Xin Yi lying on the ground. He leaned down and carried her to the bed.

He didn't say a word, and his movements were as light as picking up a feather, but his eyes were full of love and heartache, but more importantly, it came from the bottom of his heart, a feeling that seemed like inferiority complex.

He carefully bandaged the injury on Xin Yi's wrist, covered her with a quilt, filled her with warm water, and washed her face.

After doing all this, he looked at it for a while, but immediately realized that this was inappropriate, and hurriedly turned his head, looking at the ground and breathing heavily, as if he had just emerged from the deep sea.

If others saw it, they would probably laugh at him. It was the first time he saw a woman, and he even forgot to breathe after seeing her.

(End of this chapter)