MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 573 Break my relationship as master and disciple

Chatting and gossiping, time passed quickly.

By the time Yin Le noticed that the carriage had stopped, Liujia Village had already arrived, but why did it stop at the entrance of the water mill?

Looking up, it turned out that it was Zhen Yubai who came over with the cook to take the basket of charcoal he asked her to buy.

Zhen Yubai took off the charcoal fire and put it on the side of the road for the time being. He took out the silver and gave it to the aunt who helped him cook. He had no intention of going back to the school, but took two steps towards the carriage board and said, "Miss Yin."

Yin Le, who was still discussing with the ladies just now whether the new wife had any unspeakable secrets that kept her from getting married, felt her heart beat faster.

She pretended to be calm and nodded lightly at him as a response.

Yin Le didn't know about it elsewhere, but in Liujiacun, because female workers could hold up half the sky, the concept of male and female defense had become increasingly weak. Seeing Zhen Yubai's posture of waiting to talk to her, Yin Le didn't even have the chance to pretend to be shy and not get out of the car. .

In the car, the ladies were still going into the village. When they saw Zhen Yubai coming to call Yin Le, in order not to waste their own time, they pushed her out of the car with a teasing smile.

The carriage clattered forward and continued into the village. Several ladies in the carriage raised their chins ambiguously at Yin Le. The man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried, and they were both ‘elderly’. They couldn’t be more compatible!

Yin Le was extremely embarrassed. Of course, she felt even more guilty. She had their details in her hands.

Zhen Yubai had a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes stared at her like snakes.

"Master, what's the matter?" Yin Le took two steps back, distanced himself, and asked awkwardly but politely.

Zhen Yubai did not continue to approach, but stopped where she was and asked her with a smile: "Miss Yin, where are the things you bought? I see that the sisters-in-law all have big and small bags. It is not easy to go to the city from the countryside, and the weather will be bad tomorrow." It’s snowing, and I’m afraid I’ll have to wait for a long time if I want to go to the city again. Didn’t you buy anything to bring back?”

Having eaten half of the candied haws on the road, Yin Le felt annoyed that he had not done anything well, so he was caught.

However, Zhen Yubai obviously has no evidence, and this time is just to test her.

Yin Le's mind changed, and he pretended to be alert and said, "Master and I have only met two or three times. Is Master caring too much?"

“Do I have to give an account to my husband when I go home to see my family?”

As he spoke, he swept Zhen Yubai up and down with his eyes, as if he was condemning you for having bad intentions, and stepped sideways past him to leave.

“Miss Yin!” Zhen Yubai called her suddenly with a deep tone.

Yin Le did not look back, nor did he stop. He strode forward.

But I heard a reminder from behind, "There are two drops of red marks on your shoes, are they blood?"

Yin Le quickly looked down and saw two soybean-sized blood stains on his light cyan cloth shoes, like two thin red stamens.

 Suddenly my scalp felt numb.

　　It was the drop of blood that splattered when she killed the dove with a stone.

 “Master! Master!”

Yin Le ran into the master's courtyard crying all the way, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him. He jumped over the high threshold of the gate and was caught off guard and tripped.

A gray figure flashed out, stretched out his arm to support her, and Yin Le didn't fall into a trap.

Yin Le stood firm and raised his head. When he saw the expressionless Awang, he thanked him and rushed towards the main room.

Hearing the sound, Qin Yao opened the door, and the warm breath of charcoal fire came out and enveloped Yin Le. She sighed in comfort. Compared with the warmth, she realized that her hands and feet were cold.

"What's wrong? Is there a ghost chasing you?" Liu Ji poked his head out of the corner of the corridor and glanced around, looking for traces of the ghost.

Yin Le showed a bitter smile that was uglier than crying, "Master, please stop making fun of me. It was Zhen Yubai. As soon as I entered the village, he intercepted me and tested me. He must have discovered that I came to the city to investigate him. ”

"Master!" Ignoring the master, Yin Le quickly handed the mini letterbox he had brought back to Qin Yao, "I took this from the carrier pigeon. Without the carrier pigeon, the letter cannot be delivered. They are very worried." "You'll find it soon, right?" "No." Awang stepped forward, "In order to ensure that the letter can be delivered, more than three homing pigeons are usually prepared and released at regular intervals, even if they are mistaken by hunters on the way. It’s normal to lose one or two.”

Yin Le breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gratefully to Awang, indicating that he had learned something again.

Qin Yao took the letterbox and motioned for the two of them to enter the room.

When closing the door, Liu Ji turned sideways and walked in like a slippery eel, "Madam, I will close the door."

He was grinning, and before she could tell him to get out, he had already joined in. He closed the door of the main room, came to the brazier, sat down on the stool with his hands folded, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, and he looked as if he was excited to find out the secret.

Qin Yao glanced at him lightly, but did not kick him out after all. She signaled Awang to pour Yin Le a cup of hot tea to warm her body. She also sat down and took Yin Le back to the small room with the candlestick lighting on the edge of the table. The mailbox is open.

Inside is a small folded paper, which is slowly unfolded, and only a short line of words is written on it: Please report back to His Highness the Crown Prince. We have met your husband and will **** him back to Beijing in the near future.

While reading the letter, Yin Le had already poked out the uppers of his shoes and pointed at the two large blood stains discovered by Zhen Yubai. He blamed himself and was upset, and begged his master to punish him.

 If Awang acted like this, Qin Yao would definitely punish him.

 But this is my own disciple, and he has little experience. It is already quite good that he can bring back such an important letter.

Rather than punishing him, Qin Yao patted Yin Le on the shoulder encouragingly, "It's okay, Zhen Yubai is actually not important."

 After reading the content on the letter, she knew that Zhen Yubai was just an insignificant chess piece.

Every time Zhen Yubai went to Lian Yuan, he was driven away by Gong Liangxiao before he could persuade her.

But the person who wrote the letter said ambiguous words, making it difficult for people to think that Gong Liangliao had agreed to return to Beijing with them.

 With this premise, the sentence "I will **** you back to Beijing in the near future" is particularly thought-provoking.

Seeing Qin Yao encouraging his little apprentice and putting the letter on the table, Liu Ji reached out and took the small piece of letter paper unfolded on the table. He looked at the firelight and caught a glimpse of the word 'Prince', and he immediately took a breath. Cool air.

“My mother, the prince mentioned in this letter is not the current son of His Majesty, right?” Liu Ji looked at the three extremely calm people in front of him in surprise, “Aren’t you surprised?”

Awang nodded and said without any fluctuation in his tone: "I'm so surprised."

Liu Ji glared at him and said, "Please pretend to be more presentable. With your appearance, no one wants to go to the Nanqu Opera Troupe to sing for people without paying for it!"

Ngawang: "Sir, it's whatever you say."

 Liu Ji was so angry that he wanted to slap his dead face, but he had a correct understanding of his own strength and gave up.

Continuing to read the next line of the letter, Liu Ji was more than surprised, his brows were so furrowed that they could kill a mosquito.

 After reading the last word, all kinds of strange things since Zhen Yubai's arrival flooded into my mind. This inextricable information was finally connected into a dense network at this moment and became visible.

Liu Ji was anxious and panicked. "Bang!" he slapped the table: "You Zhen Yubai, you pretend to be so innocent and you want to break my master-disciple relationship. How despicable!"

“What else does it mean that sir has agreed to go back to Beijing with them soon?”

“Mother.” Liu Ji was always the quickest to grasp the key points and asked worriedly: “The teacher is really leaving?”

Qin Yao shook her head seriously, "I don't know."

 Being in the position of Gongliangxiao, it’s not about whether you want to or don’t want to, but whether you can or can’t. (End of chapter)