Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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After Qing Mohuan re-entered his room disguised as Jian Xingzhi, Xie Zhuo looked at the sunlight outside the window and fell into deep thought.

He has done what should be done, and everything after that is up to Jane Xingzhi himself.

The corner of Xie Zhuo's lips twitched slightly, stretched his waist, and said lazily: "Come on, let those two sisters come over and dance for the young master!"

He loves to watch dancing!

It was already afternoon when Jian Yi came back from outside the city.

He stepped into the side courtyard, listening to the sound of the zither coming from the little marquis's room, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

But when he opened the door, he was completely surprised: "Qing Mo?"

Qing Mo raised his eyes, raised a finger and hissed softly: "From today on, I will be Prince Jian, and you will take care of me."

Jian Yi didn't expect that the half-mutilated man who was beaten up in the morning would become his heir, and his eyes were still a little confused: "What's going on with all this?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Qing Mo's eyes, and she spoke slowly amidst Jian Yi's doubts.

Things go back to yesterday.

In the red sleeve building, Qing Mo looked at the Shizi who drove the flower girl away, and his eyes flashed in puzzlement: "You are..."

Come to visit the brothel, drive away Huaniang and the women with her, what's going on?

Xie Zhuo looked up at Qing Mo, and suddenly said lightly: "You admire Jian Xingzhi?"

Hearing the words, Qing Mo fell to his knees in an instant: "Young Master Mingjian, although I adore Mr. Jian, I haven't..."

"Okay." Xie Zhuo helped him up helplessly, and said helplessly, "I didn't say anything, I just asked."

"Do you worship Jian Xingzhi or not?"

Qing Mo stood up, watching Xie Zhuo's expression carefully.

After a long while, he whispered: "The slave worships it."

After a pause, he continued: "The servant's family is in the north, and he escaped to the capital because of years of war disasters. If the madam hadn't taken in our family, we would have become bones on the street by now."

After a pause, he said again: "The prince is brave and good at fighting and defending his family and the country. Our people all worship him."

He didn't say the next words.

It's a pity that such a prince received such treatment after his death.

Whether it's out of sympathy or admiration, he wants to take care of the prince's descendant, the eldest son who also worked hard to protect the people at the border.

Xie Zhuo listened to his words, pondered for a while and said, "Now there is one thing that can help Jian Xingzhi, do you want to do it?"

After Xie Zhuo finished speaking, Qing Mo's eyes lit up suddenly: "Really?"

The next moment, his expression darkened again: "Master, don't be impulsive, the palace is watching you!"

Xie Zhuo said with a smile: "I have my own way, you can decide whether you dare or not!"

After the words fell, Qing Mo nodded without hesitation.

Thus, there was this scene of Qing Mo contradicting Xie Zhuo for Xie Hou this morning.

As for being beaten...

Those guards dragged Qing Mo to a place where no one was around, tied the pork that had been prepared earlier to the bench, and beat him with sticks so that blood flew everywhere.

And he Qingmo, when Jian Xingzhi was sent away, Li Daitao froze and became the new son of Jian.

After hearing these words, Jian Yi couldn't help but take a long breath.

After a long time, he murmured: "Young master is unparalleled in resourcefulness."

He came up with such a meticulous method in just one night, he is not as good as the young master.

only……

He looked at Qing Mo with some concern: "What should I do if the son makes some noise in the border?"