Chapter 175 Chapter 175

"how do I say this?" "It's not a bad thing to be resented by others. It means that you are living a good life. People who are not living well love to hate. People who are living well are tolerant." Xian Xuan shook her head as if she had thought about it seriously, but she couldn't figure it out. "Say, explain a little more clearly." "It's very simple." Caizhu said, "Just me, me and yours..." She giggled, without any rules, and pointed at him with her chopsticks, "Your little girl Mingyue. What does it matter if I hit her, what does it matter if I burn her house down, these are nothing, she will not hate me. I will always be the only one who hates her. Why, does the prince know? "

"have no idea." "Because you are hers!" Caizhu said loudly with her eyes wide open, "she has you, she is better than me in everything, she doesn't care about how I mess around, she doesn't take it to heart, she can think about it. You Got it? I resent her because she's better than me." "Oh... I understand a little bit." Caizhu continued to point at him with her chopsticks: "You too, my lord. You said that the Japanese rushed to beat you, didn't they?" "Ok." "It can be seen that he hates you more than you hate him."

"..." "Why?" Caizhu smiled and gritted her teeth, "Because he is not happy... because Miss Mingyue has gone far, she is still your Miss Mingyue..." Before the words finished, Xianyuan fell headfirst from the couch to the floor, so drunk that she passed out. A few days later, Caizhu didn't wake up until the afternoon, probably because she caught a cold the night before, and she just felt dizzy and had a sore back.She drank some tea, ate a few snacks, asked the maid to put water in the tub, and sweated profusely. Feeling more comfortable, she got up and dressed, put on makeup and went out.When we went out, it was night again.

Caizhu didn't use the car of the palace, went to the alley and called a rickshaw, and told the driver to go to a small courtyard near Nanguan Church.The sauce-purple wooden door was ajar, and she inserted it from the inside when she entered. There were several pots of peony and jasmine in the garden, and the flowers bloomed just right, colorful and fragrant. The main room was lit, and the sound of western music came from inside. Caizhu opened the door and went in, and saw a person setting chopsticks.There were four dishes of side dishes on the table, a pot of hot soup, and half a pot of fine wine. The man set out two sets of bowls and chopsticks. When he saw her coming in, he raised his head and smiled: "Can you still drink it?"

Caizhu untied the strap of the cloak around her neck, and the man came over to collect the clothes for her, hung them on the hanger, and smoothed a wrinkle on her shoulders, with familiar and intimate movements. Who is this person? Caizhu sat down and put a piece of winter melon with orange juice in her mouth. The man sat across from her, took a sip of wine and said: "My lord has finally left the house." She didn't answer. "The Japanese heard the letter and knew that he released a lot of property a few days ago, so they came to inquire immediately. They entrusted someone from the commander-in-chief's mansion to introduce him, and they insisted on seeing the prince."

"He met?" She looked up. "No." Caizhu lowered her eyes and didn't show much interest. He knew she was going to listen. "The Japanese had to keep presents. They were very generous. Over the years, I have never seen such a string of numbers—I still need to buy some land on Jiangtai." She laughed: "Add a zero at the end, and he won't sell it." "You're right, he didn't even look at the ticket, so he sent it back." His tone was sullen, and he looked a little discouraged.