Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 289: The person you like is so weird

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"Pain medication."

"Any side effects?"

"The first time you eat it, you will die, and you will not."

The underground prison of the patrol guard in Xuanzhu County, in the deepest and dirtiest cell, the middle-aged man covered in boneless mud looked at the small brown pill on the ground, his lips squirming: "Can anyone in my family survive? ?"

"After investigation, except for the seven children under the age of 10, it was confirmed that there was no wrongdoing, and everyone else had to go to the public trial meeting." Mu Qingmei looked down at him with her arms folded: "Damn, they will all die. , who should live, will survive after all."

"We won't let any criminal who needs to be tried because we want to make a deal with you, and we won't threaten your family because of this... This medicine is to let you hand over the payment of Lan's craftsmanship."

"If you are willing, I will call someone to come and record and prepare a good meal for you; if you are unwilling, just eat it - unless you are willing to walk in the public trial meeting in order to live for a few short days. once."

The prisoner shuddered when he heard the word 'public trial'.

He turned his head laboriously, his eyes crossed Mu Qingmei, and looked at the blooming white lotus who should not be in the dirty cell: "Wanghai Palace, can you guarantee that the incense of our Lan family will not be cut off? ?"

Huyansiluo, who was wearing a thin white veil, nodded and said softly, "I promise."

The prisoner stretched out his hand to take the pill and looked at it for a few minutes. During this period, no one spoke in the cell. Only when Mu Qingmei became impatient did he give an address: "...the Lan family's century-old craftsmanship has Record it in the secret book in the basement. The secret book has many special terms, you can just show it to the craftsmen, if you still don't understand... just ask the Lan family who is not dead yet, over thirty years old."

With that, he swallowed the pill impatiently.

With a flick of Mu Qing's eyebrows, a ray of light from the divine spear penetrated the prisoner's brain, causing him to lose consciousness before he even had time to feel the pain.

She turned her head, met Huyan Sluo's surprised eyes, and spread her hands: "How can we have poison that will kill you if we eat it? It's so good that we have used it for a long time. But he took the medicine and died. It's very fast, the experience is very good, there are no bad reviews, the effect is not the same, I also paid for manual services."

Huyan Siluo laughed, stretched out her hand and took Mu Qingmei away, and whispered, "Thank you for coming to accompany me."

"Aiya, why are you being polite to your sister? What's the matter?" Mu Qingmei patted her chest proudly, and added, "And you've only seen too little of the world, so what kind of thing is nothing? God, I will take you to see Ming Hong torture the prisoners, go to the shooting range to see the shooting, you have practiced any courage..."

Huyan Siluo's face was gloomy: "Uncle Lan... He was a good friend of my father when he was a child, and he often came to my house as a guest. He even made a custom car for me to let me play in the yard..."

Mu Qing's brows froze, and she scratched her head awkwardly: "Then... Then should I leave him a whole body?"

"I don't mean to blame you. He's to blame himself for his current fate." Huyan Siluo rubbed her red eyes and said with a smile: "Although I haven't seen the second master torture the prisoners, and I didn't go there. The shooting range sees people being shot, but these days, I have not missed every public trial.”

"To be able to die so peacefully is already a great kindness to Uncle Lan. He also knew this, so he didn't even want to eat his last meal, so he just swallowed the pills."

"To live a despicable and shameless life, and to die with peace of mind, would be too unfair to those who have been trampled under their feet all their lives."

Huyan Siluo whispered: "Actually, I should also end up with them..."

"Don't be stupid!" Mu Qingmei slapped Huyansluo's ass, the latter exclaimed, "You are not the same as the capitalists who can ooze dirty blood from every pore, you are just like us All partners in justice.”

"When you were willing to lie to Mr. Tie and protect us that night, I decided that you were my half-sister!" Mu Qing giggled and said, "Don't feel like you are with me. Those people are compatriots, there is a saying how to say, called, 'out of the mud and not stained'! They are rotten people, it does not mean that you are rotten people!"

"But since I was born, I ate delicious delicacies, wore brocade and satin, and had servants serving me when I went in and out. I enjoyed the wealth and glory."

"When I was driving around the yard in the car sent by Uncle Lan, there were hundreds of thousands of children of my age struggling with food and clothing, including you, Qingmei."

"When you were displaced, I slept in a warm and comfortable bed with my mother reading storybooks for me."

"When the second master killed your eldest brother with his own hands, my father and brother celebrated my birthday, and the gift-giver stepped on the threshold of my house."

"While you were working hard and sweating day and night, I was holding a tea party with other girls of the same age, discussing what clothes look good and what jewelry looks good."

Huyan Siluo said these words very smoothly, obviously she has thought about it many times in the past countless sleepless nights:

"I used to feel at ease with all of this because it was my parents' love for me. But if their love was based on sin, and everything I enjoyed was based on your pain, then I'm with you. What's the difference between them?"

"Qingmei, your hands are much rougher than mine, because I've never worked. If my father is at least responsible for maintaining the stability of Xuanzhu County, then I'm a rice bug who has contributed nothing. I used to be rich and rich. I haven't left a single one, but now I accept your protection with a shy face—"

Sa!

Mu Qingmei hugged Huyan Siluo, Huyan Siluo heard her breath on her earlobe, the slight itching from her ear instantly stopped all Huyan Siluo's words.

“No one is born with original sin, and no one can choose their origin.”

"Although you don't have the emotions of the beasts of the flood, I understand. Every time people live to a certain point, they will start to hate that weak self."

Huyan Siluo stretched her arms around Mu Qingmei's waist, lowered her head against her shoulder, and said softly, "Qingmei, have you hated yourself too?"

"Of course there is." Mu Qingmei said, "The first time I hated myself was when Ming Hong came home all covered in blood, and told me that the eldest brother was dead, and I beat him badly."

"Actually, I actually hope he can teach me a good lesson. If I wasn't that young at the time, if my fighting skills were stronger, if I followed them... Maybe everything can be saved. Possibly."

"It's just that Ming Hong is too weak to fight back. I accidentally killed him."

"And the second time I hated myself...that night, across the ruins of Cape Gate, I looked at him from a distance and said to us, 'Protect Yin Yin Yin'."

"The disgust of oneself stems from one's own incompetence."

"Every time I hate myself, I grow up."

Mu Qingmei pressed Huyan Siluo's shoulders and stared into her eyes: "Congratulations, you have become a dirty adult."

"But..."

"If you really feel guilty, work hard and contribute to the reborn Xuanzhu County." Mu Qingmei smiled and said, "Don't feel embarrassed about this feeling. You and those who need to go to the public trial. Compared with the people who have been through the conference, it is the guilt derived from your inner moral law that makes Bai Ye willing to believe you."

"Only those who have cried while hugging their pillows," she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Huyan Siluo's eyes, "can you learn what gentleness is."

"If you're so guilty that you want to do something to make up for it...then I'll charge some interest!"

"Ah? Qingmei, don't make trouble!"

Mu Qingmei turned Huyan Siluo around a few times, buried her head in her arms and rubbed her head back and forth, smirking while rubbing: "Siluo, you are so comfortable to hold—I don't know how cheap this body will be in the future. Which beast to give--let me be cheaper first!"

"Don't make trouble, let me down, you let me down!" Huyan Siluo shouted angrily: "It's almost the door!"

Mu Qingmei put Huyan Siluo down, and carefully helped her straighten the folds on her chest, and said solemnly:

"Wanghai Palace, you have to pay attention to your demeanor. If people outside see you come out of the prison with disheveled clothes, I'm afraid it will not detonate the heads of all witnesses, and then gossip will spread throughout Xuanzhu County tomorrow. Your 'featured essays' will fill the newspaper's submission mailbox, so don't increase my workload..."

Huyan Siluo stared at Mu Qingmei angrily, but Mu Qingmei looked at her with a smirk, and Huyan Siluo burst into laughter after a while.

"Thank you."

"Aiya, why are you being polite to my sister! Sister, you stride forward, don't look back when you walk forward~"

Mu Qingmei suddenly remembered something and smiled, "Speaking of which, what do you think of Minghong?"

"Second master?" Huyan Siluo was taken aback and said, "He is a very good, serious and mature man, and Xuanzhu County needs him."

Mu Qing frowned: "Really? Really? Then do you need him?"

Huyansiluo's eyes flickered, she snorted softly, tilted her head to think for a while, and whispered, "I already have someone I like."

"Ah~" Mu Qingmei sighed: "Er Gouzi, Er Gouzi, it's not that I won't help you, it's really powerless, I've tried my best~"

Huyan Siluo covered her mouth and smiled: "But the second master seems to have someone he likes, right? I think he and Wenhong Doctor..."

"Well, I actually asked Sister Wen. But her answer is quite..." Mu Qingmei thought for a while before spitting out an adjective: "... wonderful."

"What did she say?"

"I asked her what she thought of Ming Hong, and she said, just look at it like a dog that comes and goes."

Huyansiluo blinked: "Ah this..."

"Then she told me~IndoMTL.com~ dogs are actually very good, they can be kept at home to guard the door, taken out to be scary, like to lick people in bed, and can be neutered if they don't obey... Anyway, I don't understand her. What do you think?"

"...was wonderful."

"Wait!" Mu Qingmei suddenly stared at Huyan Siluo: "Who is the person you like? Could it be the one whose whereabouts are unknown?"

Huyansiluo shook her head: "No."

"That's good," Mu Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly said something inexplicable: "I can't be a pillow for two people..."

Soon she looked at Huyan Siluo curiously: "Then who do you like?"

"I won't tell you."

"Is he the type that is handsome, good-looking and has a sweet smile?"

"Hmm~" Huyan Siluo tilted her head and thought for a while: "She is a very narcissistic type."

"The person you like is so strange!" Mu Qing frowned and commented.