Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 476 Counterattack (3)
Soaked in hot water, there is a layer of fragrant rose petals floating on the surface of the water, and there is a faint fragrance in Qingli's nose. The little spirit was burned, and there were patches of blood on his clothes, some belonged to Chunyu Wen, and some belonged to two dancers. Qingli closed her eyes, and her mind was filled with the wounds on Chunyu Wen's body. The level of cruelty was far away. More than her fear of killing someone for the first time.

"will not."

Vanilla shook her head affirmatively. She was originally an orphan, like duckweed, without relatives. What is the meaning of living? It is to repay kindness. This is the thought taught since childhood. Besides, she is also a slave who signed a death contract, and her life belongs to the master's family , After being caught, betraying the owner's house and coming out alive, what is waiting is still death, and the result will not change.

Qingli nodded to express her understanding. She buried her head in the warm water to hold her breath and forced herself to cheer up. The next step is the key. Instead of being beaten passively, it is better to rise up and resist and take the initiative. Yelu Churen should also suffer some setbacks. To put it bluntly, the favored prince was born to a concubine in ancient times, and the emperor's concubine was also a concubine. With this status, he was so doted on, vicious, cold-blooded and perverse, so why should he be so energetic.

In fact, I should thank Sister Chun'er, Zhao Wanqing died tragically at the blessing banquet given to the Queen Mother, and Yelu Churen suffered a small loss. Seeing his furious appearance, I still feel very happy.

"Miss, what should we do next? The emperor won't really want to punish him!"

Vanilla endured it, but she still couldn't. If that happened, the Palace of the General Protecting the Country would suffer, hundreds of people would die, and the layout of the Great Zhou would be reshuffled. A suitable general will be in danger.

A servant has such an accurate view of the situation, not to mention Emperor Hongde, Chunyu Fan may be released in the end, but his reputation has already been ruined. So benevolent, now Dazhou's 30 soldiers are guarding the border, obeying orders from Chunyu's family, the emperor will not go too far, but he will not be merciless.

After bathing, Qingli used perfumed dew again. She always felt that there was a vague smell of blood on her body, as if she couldn't wash it off anyway. She let the vanilla help her twist her hair. She lay back on the recliner with her eyes closed. , Waiting for Ruyu to send back a message.

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the foreign sea clock on the window sill had already indicated the end of the hour. At around one o'clock in the morning, Qingli couldn't sleep, and when Vanilla wrung her hair, she changed into another dress.

When Ruyu and the dark guard came back, it was already past three o'clock in the morning. Seeing her pale as paper, Qingli knew something was wrong, but in fact, she had planned for the worst in her heart. It seemed that there was something wrong with He Yun.

"He Yun, he's dead."

Ruyu walked into the side hall and drank several cups of tea out of breath, which explained the situation at that time.She has already cooperated with the dark guards, intending to capture He Yun, and has thought of an idea to tempt He Yun to change his mind. When Shui Linghuan left in the afternoon, He Yun was still happy, and when they arrived at night in the dark , she entered He Yun's room, the oil lamp was lit in the room, and the maid was dozing outside, so she quickly walked to the bed curtain and opened the curtain. People were poisoned to death, needless to say the murderer, it must be someone from the third prince's side who silenced him, Qing Li had already thought about it, but he still couldn't get rid of this result.

Thanks to Ruyu's own method, if someone finds out, she will be accused of a murderer again. Finally, after a lot of effort, she came out of the He Mansion, and found someone following her, wandering around the capital for half a circle, and finally Get rid of the people behind you.

"Just die, I didn't want her to live."

Qingli squinted her eyes. Anyway, she has already prepared the physical evidence of the design of the third prince, and it will be pasted at the gate of Miyagi tomorrow, and she has also found an excuse. This is thanks to Kaitou Ichimae.

In the mouths of the officials and common people in the capital, the strange thief is omnipotent, the treasure of the court, the bellyband of the official concubine, if you want to steal anything, you can't steal it, even if you go to the sky prison to steal something big deal.Qingli didn't have the resolution to frame Peach Blossom Eyes, and felt that Bai Ruochen would thank her in turn, and increase her reputation for the phantom thief Yizhimei.

"So, you have a way?"

Ruyu glanced at Qingli suspiciously, and saw that her facial features were as calm as water, and there was a little more tranquility. She was a little worried at first, but she didn't go to the sky prison just because she wanted to. She had already contacted "Ghost Rakshasa" and was now mobilizing manpower. , she thought that Qingli would go to Miyagi for a while, and then give up because she couldn't get in.

"Well, this one."

Qingli took out the blood book and threw it to Ruyu. Just now, she felt that the smell of blood was obvious, and it was because of the blood book on her body, "I should not need to do the rest."

"Wonderful, haha, Qingli, what do you think, it's so harmful!"

Ruyu covered her mouth, and finally giggled coquettishly twice. In this kind of middle of the night, making people feel hairy, she suggested, "You wrote this yourself, how many strokes do you know?"

"a lot of."

As for the reason for these handwriting, it also benefited from Yin Yuexi, one of the four beauties of the capital. At the poetry fair, Yin Yuexi sold the portraits and handwriting of the fourth son to the ladies, 100% of which were imitations to fool people. Shui Linghuan also said that when he bought the account book of the young master of the Yun family, he knew it was a fake, but the counterfeiting technology is too high, I am afraid that Yun Longfeng thought it was written by himself, and Yin Yuexi also cooperated with the calligraphy and painting shop to imitate the former national master The genuine ones are sold at a high price.It was at that time that Qingli became interested in imitating human handwriting and began to practice it.During the epidemic, she seldom went out. She embroidered every day, practiced big characters, and cultivated space in the evening, practiced martial arts, read books, dispensed medicine, and continued to imitate. Those days were the most fulfilling.

"He Yun's handwriting, I can also, why don't we add fire."

A smile flashed across Qingli's eyes. She and He Yun were not familiar, but both of them were in Tianfeng Academy, and they had read the small poems written by He Yun. They were neatly handcrafted in small letters, and He Yun's handwriting was very distinctive. She may have practiced official script for a long time, wrote lower case, and also wrote the characters into square bricks.

"You mean to forge a suicide note written by He Yun before his death?"

Ruyu stared at Qingli with bright eyes, this is to give the third prince Yelu Churen a double blow, he survived a desperate situation, and could reverse the situation, "So, He Yun's death is actually beneficial to us!"

"Of course she deserves to die."

As Qingli said, she stood up and came to the study, followed by Vanilla and Ruyu, lit the oil lamp in the study, and the room became brighter immediately, the hollowed-out oil lamp shade cast the shadow of an eagle on the screen , Ruyu looked around, all the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities were displayed, as well as Qingli's own handwriting, this screen was also written with big characters on it with ink, and then outlined with gold thread.

(End of this chapter)