The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

She repeatedly hinted to Ye Qiusang to kill Chen Changpu, but he just taught him a lesson every time. In that case, there was no need for her to keep him.

She never liked useless men.

"Qingqing."

Ye Qiusang was a little confused as to why Mu Qingqing had turned cold.

She glanced at him indifferently, "You should know that I am married."

Mu Qingqing said it so bluntly that Ye Qiusang's face turned pale: "I don't mind, Qingqing, I am willing to marry you, ten miles of red makeup."

Ye Qiusang's expression was sincere, his eyes were ardent, and his words did not sound false.

Mu Qingqing smiled with a hint of regret, "What a pity! My husband is not dead yet. How can I marry someone else?"

"Qingqing, what do you mean?" He suddenly had a bad feeling, and then he heard Mu Qingqing continue.

"Chen Changpu is my first husband. He ran away on our wedding day. I came all the way here to find him."

Ye Qiusang took two steps back with a pale face. So that's it. So that's it.

No wonder, no wonder Qingqing hates Chen Changpu so much.

Chen Changpu could tell at first glance that he had some ulterior motives towards Qingqing. If he knew that Qingqing was the wife he married, how could he let her go so easily?

Ye Qiusang's eyes moved slightly, and he said to Mu Qingqing: "Don't worry, Qingqing, you will be able to choose a husband again soon."

Mu Qingqing frowned. When did she say she wanted to remarry?

"Qingqing, why do I feel like you've become more distant from me? Did I do something wrong to upset you? I will definitely change."

He didn't do anything wrong. They had just been together for too long and were getting bored.

There's nothing wrong with not loving someone anymore.

"I'm just too tired lately."

"Go back, I want to rest."

Mu Qingqing sent the person away with just a few words.

She just likes new things, and now she is patient even when facing Chen Changpu.

Hundred Flowers Banquet

Ye Qiusang and the Mu family jointly held a hundred-flower banquet for her, with all kinds of exotic flowers and precious seeds. Tea, snacks and snacks were delivered to the courtyard like water.

All the noble ladies in the capital considered it an honor to attend this banquet.

Upon learning that the eldest daughter of the Mu family was from the countryside, the ladies discussed the matter more intensely. Some thought that she would be a vulgar country girl, while some girls who loved reading storybooks thought that something rare might happen to her.

When Mu Qingqing appeared at the banquet in a gorgeous blue brocade dress, everyone looked at her in amazement.

It is so beautiful, like a fairy from the heaven fallen to the mortal world, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

As one of the most likely talents to win the championship, Chen Changpu was naturally invited.

But the male guests were at the banquet outside and did not see this scene.

Ye Qiusang naturally had selfish motives. He didn't want people to see such a beautiful Qingqing.

Lady Mei: "She's pretty, so what? She's just a fool with nothing but beauty. She can only rely on her face to attract attention."

This woman was too bold in what she said. The other noble ladies secretly looked at Mu Qingqing's face and were relieved to see that she looked so uncertain.

Lady Mei has always been pushing her limits, becoming more and more excessive, and finally she even forced Mu Qingqing to perform her talent.

"Most of the noble ladies in the capital are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I wonder what Miss Mu is good at? Can we open our eyes today?"

The little follower echoed: "Yes, what can Miss Mu do?"

"I heard that Miss Mu has been in the mountain village for a long time. Aren't you making things difficult for her?" She was begging for mercy, but she pointed out the person's identity, which was like rubbing salt into the wound.

"Are you going to show us how to pick mushrooms?"

The ladies huddled together and laughed, joking with each other while holding their handkerchiefs.

Mu Qingqing listened to them teasing her with great interest. Who would have thought that the noble lady Mei would go too far and even ask her to prove her talent.

She lowered her eyes and laughed softly, with a flash of viciousness in her eyes.

Lady Mei: "Miss Mu, just perform a little. You are surrounded by sisters and they won't laugh at you."

Mu Qingqing smiled at her, and then, as the world turned pale, she raised her hand and slapped her hard: "I'm just performing for you, who the hell do you think you are!"

Lady Mei covered her face, her face flushed with anger: "My father is a third-rank official in the court, and he dared to hit me!"

"You are just a third-rank official, yet you dare to act so presumptuously in front of me? Do you believe I will cut off your tongue?" Mu Qingqing raised her chin fiercely, and the aura around her was so oppressive that she could not breathe.

She doesn't look like a country woman at all; she is clearly someone in a high position who has lived in a high position for a long time.

"You dare!" Lady Mei retorted.

Mu Qingqing sneered, waved her hand, and asked the maid to bring a knife.

Her expression did not seem fake, which frightened Lady Mei so much that she broke out in a cold sweat and could not help but kneel down and beg for mercy.

The knife, shining with cold light, was slapped on the smooth and delicate face of Lady Mei, leaving a cold mark: "If there is a next time, I can't guarantee that your beautiful face will still be there."

Lady Mei was eventually thrown out of the banquet, but not long after she returned home, her tongue was cut off at night.

Everyone knows who did it, but no one dares to speak out.

The other noble ladies present were silent, fearing that they would accidentally offend this beautiful devil.

"Sisters, eat and drink well, don't let a small matter affect your mood."

Mu Qingqing raised her hand to adjust her hair, and as soon as she put her hand down, a maid came up to help her.

"Qingqing is not feeling well and cannot stay with you all. I will take my leave first."

As soon as Mu Qingqing left, someone collapsed in her seat in fear: "Our fathers are all well-known officials, and we are both noble ladies in the capital, so why is she so arrogant?"

"Just a country bumpkin..."

The people around her quickly pulled her back and said, "Don't make any noise. Be careful, the walls may have ears."

Mu Qingqing came to the inner courtyard, and soon someone reported that Chen Changpu was taken to the next room and fed aphrodisiac wine.

Just wait until the deed is done, then expose Chen Changpu on the spot and ruin his reputation.

It is much easier to kill a useless person with a ruined reputation than to kill a talented person with a great reputation.

Chen Changpu was about to stumble into the inner garden when someone covered his mouth and pulled him away from behind. He wanted to open his eyes to see who was behind him but was knocked unconscious by a knife.

Mu Qingqing waited and waited but received no news of Chen Changpu's disgrace, and she couldn't help getting annoyed.

"What's going on? There's no news yet. Go check it out."

"Yes."

"No need to look, the person has been rescued."

Ye Qiusang walked in amid the scent of flowers and waved his hand for everyone to leave.

"My dear, it's my fault. I was negligent and let someone rescue Chen Changpu."

Mu Qingqing threw the teacup on the table and asked, "Who did this?"

Ye Qiusang shook his head: "Still checking."

Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth angrily. Anyone who dared to ruin her good thing deserved to die.

Chen Changpu is indeed a man of luck and has a very tough life.