The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 541: Second letterhead
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Chapter 541 Second Letterhead
For a moment when she was silent, Yao Mowan suddenly felt a dark cloud pressing on top, followed by lightning and thunder, and finally a torrent of rain poured down, and the sky was in a mess before her eyes.
"What did you say? Chu Mobei left? When did it happen!" Yao Mowan grabbed Tingyue's shoulder abruptly and shouted.
"Mao...just after Mao's time...The servants and maids also listened to the housekeeper here..." Tingyue had never seen her master so fierce, and she was immediately at a loss.
"Yin Xue! Get a car! Chase!" At this moment, Yao Mowan really hated herself. Since she agreed, how could she allow him to wait until this morning! What tea did you drink last night! If you can't go back to Chu Mobei or return to the letter of resignation, Yao Mowan swears that he won't drink tea anymore in his life, drinking tea is a mistake!
Although Ting Yue and Yin Xue didn’t know what was going on, seeing Yao Mowan’s cracked expression, the governor couldn’t get enough of it, so they followed Yao Mowan’s order to pull in a carriage and drove with the three of them. When he rushed to the gate of the Bieyuan, the butler walked over with a staggering step.
"The Empress Chu is leaving so early!" The butler opened the door with the slowest motion, and smiled back to meet the cold light of Yao Mowan's murder and whip corpse.
"Can't you hurry up!" Ting Yue saw that the master was anxious, and immediately urged.
"The old slave is already fast. By the way, Prince Shu left something for Empress Chu in the room. I don't know if Empress Chu took it?" Yao Mowan was shocked when the housekeeper said.
"You are waiting for this palace here!" Yao Mowan dismounted immediately and went straight to the room in Chu Mobei. Seeing Yao Mowan running like the wind, Ting Yue couldn't help leaning against Yin Xue.
"Did you say that the master is secretly practicing light exercises during this period?" Ting Yue closed her words and looked at each other with Yin Xue, both silently.
Outside the door of Chu Mobei's room, Yao Mowan took a deep breath, then pushed open the door and walked in. The room was luxuriously furnished, but Yao Mowan didn't want to look at it, and went straight to the inner room.
Yao Mowan felt relieved when he saw the two letterheads stacked on the table in the inner room, and the expression on her face eased a lot.
'Wan'er, remember to give Bieyuan’s steward twenty taels of silver. This prince told him that if his word can make you run here from the door of Bieyuan, twenty taels will save you from running around. reward. If you give it, Wan'er, this prince is very disappointed, you really don't trust this prince. ’
Looking at the handwritten note in her hand, Yao Mowan seemed to feel her face getting hot, well, she admitted that she had treated a gentleman like a villain. But after all, it was related to life-long events, and it was reasonable for her to be appropriately nervous. Yao Mowan comforted herself like this.
So Yao Mowan picked up the second letterhead with peace of mind. All the facts showed that this letterhead was her dream letter. When Yao Mowan happily picked up the writing paper, the original face of Chunhua was clouded with clouds.
'Wan'er: Regarding the divorce, the prince has carefully considered what you said is not unreasonable and asked you to agree to three unknown conditions. It is really unfair to you, so the prince decided to calm down Come to concretize those three conditions, and explain to you when we meet next time. As for the suspension of the book...Let’s talk about it next time—husband, Chu Mobei’
Hands are trembling, heart is beating wildly, Yao Mowan's peerless face is already distorted.
"Chu Mobei.... Chu Mobei, you thief! Don't let my palace see you again! Ah—" Yao Mowan roared hysterically, his voice shook the sky and the earth, as if he was about to collapse the roof. .
Furthermore, Yin Xue and Ting Yue waited for a long time before seeing Yao Mowan approaching with a gloomy look.
"Master, are you okay?" Ting Yue stepped up worriedly and supported Yao Mowan, who was staggering.
"It's okay!" Yao Mowan tried his best to calm her anger and slowly got into the carriage.
"Master, this butler wants twenty taels of gold, give it or not?" Yin Xue stepped forward to ask for instructions. On one side, the butler waited for Yao Mowan to reward the silver with a smile, looking like he was determined to get it. Yao Mowan was completely angered.
"This palace just saw the note he left for this palace in the Prince Shu's room. It said that if there are slaves blocking the road and robbery, you must not tolerate and indulge, Yin Xue, beat the palace!" Yao Mo Graceful, Chu Mobei, if you think you are like a god, but when there are still a hundred secrets, the palace will not give you money, which will make you discredited.
Just as Yin Xue was about to make a move, the butler knelt on the ground immediately.
"After returning to Chu, the old slave was the servant of King Xiaohan, originally the housekeeper of King Han!" The housekeeper said sadly.
"Stop!" Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha. If the person in front of you is really Chu Moxin's steward, Yao Mowan can't do anything.
"Is there evidence?" As Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows, the butler immediately took out the waist card engraved with the word'cold' from his arms. When Yao Mowan saw it, he couldn't help sighing.
"Why didn't you say it just now?" Yao Mowan disapproved.
"His Royal Highness ordered that if the Empress Chu doesn't pay the money, I'll talk about it when she hits someone." The butler said with a bitter expression and his body trembled.
Yao Mowan was completely speechless, she lost this round! So after giving the steward twenty taels of gold, Yao Mowan left Loulan Country like a frosted eggplant, but she remembered this Liangzi, goodbye Chu Mobei, she must make him look good! Yao Mowan swears secretly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
"His Royal Highness, are you suffering from the cold?" Baili Haoran said worriedly beside him.
"The wind is not cold, but this prince is obviously being chanted!" Chu Mobei's thin lips curled up with a faint arc, and the light under his eyes was as deep as the sea.
"Should the minister to say more, now Ye Junqing is already the emperor of Chu, that Yao Mowan lives in the Chu Palace, everyone knows that their relationship is very shallow, so why not give Yao Mowan the divorced letter? It’s not that she and Ye Junqing are perfect, but Yao Mowan wears the name of Princess Shu, and is tired of staying with Ye Junqing all day long. It’s so good to say it doesn’t sound like it’s spread out!” Baili Haoran really couldn’t understand. The master's intention, then offered comfort.
"Hao Ran, this prince asks you, have you ever liked anyone in your life?" Chu Mobei's questioning method caused Baili Haoran's heart to tremble. Undoubtedly, his master was against that black belly. The woman was moved. In Baili Haoran's heart, there are 10,000 people who do not want Yao Mowan to be the princess, and he will never forget the insult of Mangyuan in his life. The feeling of such a fat fleshy insect crawling into his throat... life is better than death!
"Returning to His Royal Highness, the person whom the Weichen liked was the Weichen Zhuojing. I still remember that the Weichen was still a cloth, and when he was not full of three meals, Zhuojing did not complain. Every night, the Weichen was cold. ......" When Baili Haoran opened the chat box, Chu Mobei regretted it, why he forgot. Although Baili Haoran acts calmly on weekdays, when he mentions the first-grade lady in his house, that kind of The gratitude is out of control like a flood.
Piansheng was started by himself again, and Chu Mobei could only endure it again and again, until Baili Haoran talked about the birth of his clumsy Jing, Chu Mobei finally couldn't bear it and kicked him mercilessly. carriage. The whole world has been cleaned up a lot. Chu Mobei leaned in the carriage, with mixed feelings in his heart. He had written a letter of resignation, but he hesitated when signing his name, so just let it go? He can't bear it! Mo Wan, I am selfish in Mobei. If you see you again, Ye Junqing can bring you happiness, Mobei will quit without hesitation...
On the streets of Chu Huangcheng, an unkempt, ragged beggar knelt at the corner of the wall, staring blankly at the broken bowl with no fork in front of him, feeling a little sluggish.
"It's only a few cents! Cut—" At this moment, a scarred and naturally fierce beggar came over, reached out and grabbed a dozen copper plates in the broken bowl.
"Don't Xian the helper, Xiao Yizi still has some here. You take it first, and wait for Xiao Yizi to work hard to ask for more, and send it to the helper yourself at night!" The sluggish gaze suddenly became clever, Ye Ye Hong Yi kept kowtow at the beggar standing in front of him. He was very obedient and could not see the slightest rebellion. He still remembered that he was beaten to death by these people half a month ago just for a coin. After escaping from the dead, he suddenly felt that dignity and face were not important anymore, the important thing was fate! As long as he is alive, he can take revenge, otherwise he will be a carrion, and will only become the thing in the belly of the vulture eagle.
"My dear masters, please give me a piece of copper..." After Ye Hongyi finished speaking, he slammed his head at the passing pedestrians, his voice humble and miserable just right.
"You know you! Let's go!" After the fierce beggar left, Ye Hongyi didn't get up for a long time after knocking his head on the ground, and his dirty hair covered the hatred in those eyes.
'ding——' The sound of copper coin colliding with broken bowl brings Ye Hongyi back to reality,
"Thank you, uncle, thank you..." Just as Ye Hongyi raised his eyes, he suddenly found a note under the broken bowl.
‘Midnight, the temple is broken in the west of the city. Ye Hongyi held the note and looked around, but among the bustling crowd, he did not see any suspicious people.
At around midnight, Chu Mobei followed the note to the ruined temple in the west of the city. In fact, even without the note, Ye Hongyi would come. During the day, he promised to give money to the fierce beggar, if he wanted tomorrow If you don't get beaten, you have to come this time.