Chapter 35 The male protagonist of the ancient abuse
By relying on this book, she changed her destiny and designed to **** away the man she yearned for the first time she saw her.
There was a strange scarlet in her eyes, and she vowed to become a master, and no one could stop her!
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The three of Shen Mingjiao and Shen Mingjiao returned to the yard, and Mrs. Zhao seemed to be a little sicker.
Leaning weakly on the back of the chair, his face showed an unhealthy paleness.
Shen Mingjiao sighed, stepped forward and poured her a cup of tea.
Mrs. Zhao saw her coming, waved to her, picked up a booklet on the table: "This is my favorite book of poetry, can you come and read it to me?"
Shen Mingjiao took the book and flipped through it, and found that it was a strange article, neither like a poem nor like a common article.
Obviously she knows every word, but when they are grouped together, they just feel weird that they can’t say.
She only thought that the other party was in a bad mood or couldn't sleep.
So he sat opposite Mrs. Zhao, and began to read softly.
At first, I just felt a little convoluted, but for some reason, as I read it, I felt that these awkward words gradually became clear and connected in my mind.
Her lips squirmed uncontrollably, as if she had entered a strange state.
But at this moment, there was a heavy slam of the door, which shocked him to regain his senses. Secretly thinking that this book is really hypnotic, she almost fell asleep.
Lifting his head, Zhao Ke staggered in.
When she got closer, there was a strong smell of alcohol in the air, Shen Mingjiao frowned, how much did she drink?
Zhao Ke walked up to Mrs. Zhao, stared at her with a pair of eyes, then raised his hand, and swept the tea set on the falling stone table, and the swearing sound was accompanied by the crackling sound, and he thought at the same time:
"Jiang Susu, why don't you get out?"
Madam Zhao felt a pain in her heart, but she looked at him indifferently, "You are drunk."
Zhao Ke took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it into her arms, "This is He Li's book, sign it, and get lost."
Ms. Zhao picked up the letter paper with trembling hands, the forced indifference on her face could no longer be stretched, she asked hoarsely with red eyes, "You...do you really hate me so far?"
Zhao Ke sneered: "Do you still have the face to ask such a thing? Have you forgotten how you treated me back then? Retiring the engagement will make you worse!"
Ms. Zhao murmured: "I didn't..."
Zhao Ke continued to sneer and said: "Heh! Do you know why I married you in the first place? Because I want you to watch, how the man you abandoned like a blind shoe has become so beautiful step by step. Watch how she makes the other A woman spoils the heavens! And you, the eldest lady who used to be aloof, are now reduced to the laughing stock of Manluoducheng."
Shen Mingjiao twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly, what kind of ancient male protagonist is this! Is this the so-called script into reality?
Ms. Zhao's face was pale, and she couldn't hold it anymore, she covered her lips and coughed softly.
Shen Mingjiao pulled the person behind her, and said calmly: "My lord, enough is enough. If Mrs. Zhao gets angry and spreads the word, your reputation will not be much better!"
Madam Zhao whispered to his back: "Wait for me for a few more days... When the time is up... I...cough cough...I will leave...I won't block your eyes again..."
Zhao Ke, who had his back to the two of them, paused almost imperceptibly, and then left without looking back.
Seeing that the person had completely disappeared, Mrs. Zhao bent down and coughed repeatedly, clutching her heart.
Shen Mingjiao hurriedly raised his hand to gently follow her back.
It took a while to calm down. Shen Mingjiao poured her a cup of tea, looked at the tears she was holding back in the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Is it worth it?"
Madam Zhao raised her head to force back her tears, and smiled weakly: "You don't understand, if you really like someone, no matter what he does to you, you still like him."
Shen Mingjiao: "..." Alright! She doesn't understand.
She only knows that people must learn to love themselves first, and then love others.
Make her give her life for a man or something, sorry, she may never do it.
Ms. Zhao picked up the book that Shen Mingjiao read just now: "You and I are considered destined, and I will be leaving in a few days. I copied this book in my spare time, so I will give it to you!"
Seeing her weak appearance at this time, Shen Mingjiao couldn't refuse, thinking that the left and right were just a book.
She and Xiaodie helped him into the house and lay down, and when they got out of the yard, Xiaodie said angrily: "I don't know what happened recently, I didn't step into this yard for a year or so before, but now I come here almost every day , making Madam cry secretly every time."
Shen Mingjiao paused in her heart, and asked, "You said your lord rarely came to this courtyard before?"
"That's right, my lord never came to Madam's yard before, and when we met occasionally, he just passed by lightly. In the past few months, for some reason, my lord often broke into the yard after drinking, and said all kinds of words to Madam. mean."
Shen Mingjiao lowered her eyes thoughtfully.
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Going back to the servant's room, seeing that Feng Lisheng hadn't come back, presumably the case has made great progress.
Laying on the bed bored after washing, she thought that she could leave here when the person sent to Jiangnan sent back a message.
She remembered the book Mrs. Zhao gave her. I couldn't help but take it over and start looking at the oil lamp.
Unknowingly, she was fascinated by it. Those strange sentences seemed to gradually form a line in her mind, and then gradually merged with her brain and became a part of her body.
Woke up the next day, she found herself lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.
She rubbed her forehead, she seemed to be too sleepy from reading last night and fell asleep on the table.
At this time Feng Lisheng walked in, Shen Mingjiao asked him: "You put me in bed last night."
Hearing this, Feng Lisheng's ears blushed inexplicably, and he hummed lightly.
Shen Mingjiao didn't take it seriously, after all, the two of them are so familiar, it is estimated that Feng Lisheng didn't treat him as a woman.
"By the way, what about the book I read last night?"
Thank you for your recommendation tickets.
Don't worry, this is a pure old saying, the heroine just has a little golden finger. It won't be too exaggerated, let's just treat it as a relatively advanced hypnotism, it only plays an auxiliary role at some specific moments, and I won't focus on describing it, after all, we are pure old sayings.
(end of this chapter)