Fast time travel: She falls in love with the villain every day

Chapter 129 Duplicity
It is indeed a pity about the portrait. When Qi Shaoru found that the portrait was blurred, he was shocked. After all, he often looked at it, but he did not expect it to be like this.

The two then chatted about other trivial matters.

It's not so much a chat as a one-sided questioning.

What Qi Shaoru asked, Yin Penghuan answered truthfully.

……

"Why did classmate Yin fall from Mingde Building that day?"

Yin Penghuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said, "Because I was saving someone, I accidentally stepped on it."

He thought to himself—this is what he wanted to ask.

When Qi Shaoru heard the words, he smiled happily, as if he was relieved:
"It turns out that it is good to save people, but don't try to be brave, just do what you can."

Yin Penghuan nodded, "Of course."

It's her principle to put herself and her family first before anything else happens. If it wasn't for Wei Su, she wouldn't have made such a big fuss.

"Professor Qi, it's time for you to get in the car, or it will be too late!"

Qi Shaoru turned his head back to the door and urged: "Okay."

Yin Penghuan put away the scroll and handed it to Qi Shaoru, asking:
"Professor Qi... Where are you going?"

Qi Shaoru smiled, but did not accept the painting, he just said: "Well, there are some things at home that need to be dealt with, so I will give this painting to you."

"Professor Qi, how can this work?"

She refused without saying a word.

No matter how you look at it, this painting is very valuable. After all, it was preserved so well thousands of years ago, so it was sent out casually? !
She was shocked and puzzled.

Why are all these people so rich?
It doesn't matter whether it's Aunt Qing or Qi Shaoru, besides, it's useless for her to use it.

When she was shocked, Qi Shaoru got up and left his seat, walked to the door, turned around and smiled: "Nice to meet you, Classmate Yin."

He nodded slightly, and said softly, "If there is a chance, goodbye."

Everything is so smooth and flowing, without a trace of burden, his smile is much more relaxed.

After he finished speaking, he closed the door lightly. Yin Penghuan was holding the painting in his hand. Before he could react, Qi Shaoru had already left.

At this time, the phone vibrated, and she raised her hand and hung up the phone.

Zhuang does not recognize it as a dog skin plaster.

She put the painting in her bag, and suddenly felt that she was carrying tens of thousands of taels of gold. As soon as she went out, she bumped into Zhuang Buren who was panting. He put his hands on his knees and looked up at her:

"You're running too fast... I haven't even rolled my eyes, you're gone..."

"Of course," Yin Penghuan looked at him condescendingly and said, "I'm on the school's track and field sprint team, faster than you."

Zhuang Buren paused for a moment, "This... I haven't seen you go to training before?"

"I take a break from training."

"Okay," Zhuang Buren straightened up, and took out two tickets from his left trouser pocket: "I managed to snatch the Xiangming Teahouse, do you want to go?"

When Yin Penghuan saw the ticket in his hand, he responded without thinking: "Okay."

Zhuang, who thought he would have to spend a lot of words to persuade people to go, didn't think he was flirtatious, and thought he had listened to him, so he asked confirmingly:
"What did you say?"

"What's the time above?"

"...from 5 to 7 o'clock."

She took out her phone and smiled slightly:
"It's only 10 minutes to 5 o'clock. Are you going or not? If you don't go, it will be too late."

Zhuang Buren's eyes were shining brightly, as if he was resurrected with excitement: "Let's go!"

……

Fragrant tea house.

Backstage.

Tang Qingfeng pinched the folding fan in her hand, the makeup on her face was thicker because she was about to go on stage, she frowned and said urgently:

"You mean, what kind of deal did your Xu family have with Shen Yue?"

"I got you two tickets for free, you have to tell me why?"

"Why do you want to bring people here? If something happens later, how can I be responsible to those audiences and my Tang family's business?"

Xu Feisheng just kept pouring herbal tea into his mouth, avoiding his question without saying a word.

Tang Qingfeng knocked on the table anxiously, raised her leg and kicked Xu Feisheng angrily: "Xu Feisheng!"

Xu Feisheng sighed heavily and helplessly, and said slowly:

"I can't say anything about it, but I assure you that nothing will happen."

Because only the Xiangming Teahouse is the teahouse that survived from the Song Dynasty, he had to do some things here.

Tang Qingfeng stood up and asked, "What guarantee do you have?"

"Take my life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two became silent.

……

In the 22nd year of Song Chunhua, Princess Anqing's personal servant girl died in a fire, leaving no bones, and the world sighed.

In the 23rd year of Chunhua, a mysterious murder organization emerged among the people. No one knows what this organization is called, and no one knows why this organization kills people.

Someone guessed that there were all women here, because all the dead were coincidentally scumbags.

This year, Wen Qiaoyan lost an arm inexplicably, and the reason is unknown.

In the 24th year of Chunhua, the Dongyi barbarians drove straight into the territory of the Song Dynasty. The new general went out to fight, but because of improper employment, Xiao Qiang was brought into trouble, and the general was captured by the Dongyi barbarians!

The Great Song Dynasty is in danger, but no one can lead the army at the moment of danger!

this night.

On the outskirts of Beijing.

"You want me to help you?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a disdainful sneer: "Murder?"

A middle-aged man in a green robe stood silently in the dark for a while, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:
"Shen Yue, at least you were born and raised here, do you have the heart to be trampled by the iron hooves of the Dongyi barbarians?"

Shen Yue chuckled, then snorted coldly:

"Compared to the Dongyi barbarians, Song people are even more damned. There is not a drop of blood in my hands that is not Song people's blood. Now you let me protect these foolish people?"

"ridiculous!"

Xu Daokui's brows were full of worry, he sighed and said:

"I don't need to pursue the matter of your massacre of the city a year ago. How about it, you should know that if you stay here without my runes, you will suffer heartbreaking pain day and night."

"Oh, you think I care?"

"What about Princess Anqing? You don't care?"

He really had no choice but to make such a bad move. It seemed that the only way to get Shen Yue to help was to use Princess Anqing as a bargaining chip.

Shen Yue was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "She...is dead..."

"What if I let you see her again?"

"Ah……"

Xu Daokui didn't understand the meaning of his cold snort, so he could only helplessly say:
"I swear by the Xu family, all descendants of the Xu family will help you find the reincarnation of Princess Anqing. If you violate it, you will be at your disposal, and the Xu family will have no descendants from now on, how about it?"

He is also very aggrieved now, the ghost catcher catches Shen Yue who has deep resentment and is unwilling to die, and he has to always prevent him from running out like last time and causing a massacre of the city.

Ugh--

Now I have to beg him for help in a low voice. He didn't catch a ghost and came back, he clearly offered an ancestor!
"Is it enough to kill the Dongyi barbarians?"

Shen Yue asked lightly, as if life and death were only in his mind.

"Let the vitality of the Dongyi barbarians be greatly injured, just retreat in spite of the difficulties, your murder should not be too heavy."

"Remember what you said, Xu Daokui, otherwise I would kill you easily."

……

(End of this chapter)