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Zhao Huaiye was an experienced person, so he immediately asked someone to search the room, and soon found a note under the pillow, his face was ashen.
His expression was terrifyingly gloomy. When his eyes swept across Xia Lu and the others, he was as cold as a soul enchanting messenger in hell. When people saw it, they were scared away.
Zhao Huaiye did not deal with Xia Lu and others.
Before, because of similar things, she was brooding, and he couldn't coax her well. This time, he couldn't be reckless.
How can get her back, and after coaxing her, will dispose of these useless things!
He gave Xia Lu and the others a cold look, and walked away.
Back at Xuanming Hall, Zhao Huaiye threw a lot of porcelain and many precious antiques. The table case was kicked over, the chair was broken, the pen holder was thrown to the ground, and the inkstone table was also broken, and he vented his anger.
Gray was very distressed, and took the illusion to set it up. The things he threw are ordinary, worthless things, and the real ones have been replaced by them. Putting it on the star network is another fortune.
It has now learned to make money on its own. Quietly, without telling anyone, he put it into his purse.
When facing Shaoyin, he urged: "You came to this world and didn't make much money for me! Hurry up!"
Shaoyin was lazy and didn't move: "Are you short of money?"
"Who's not short of money?" Hui Hui asked back, "Which fool would think too much money?"
Shaoyin nibbled on the melon seeds and said casually, "I made a lot of money for you before, but it's not enough for you?" Her eyes were fixed on the stage.
"Not enough!" Hui Hui said, "The large villa you promised me, dozens of rooms and wardrobes, have yet to come together!"
Shaoyin almost forgot about it: "Okay, there is a chance."
Saying that, he took out a piece of broken silver and planned to reward the charming little actor on the stage later.
Seeing her answer, Hui Hui did not urge her. The Great Demon King can't be pushed hard. If she is unhappy, she will break up in one shot. If she once promised, she won't even be a fart.
The next day, news came out of Beijing that the emperor was seriously ill.
The whole world hired doctors to diagnose and treat the emperor. After Chi Zhaoyi, he once again made a big move to ask for a doctor.
"This dog thing!" Hui Hui scolded, "He pretended! Bah!"
Zhao Huaiye was neither sick nor injured. As soon as he lay down on the bed, the person became seriously ill.
When Shaoyin heard the words, she was not surprised.
She said calmly: "Who made me not have the halo of the heroine?"
If it is the real Chi Chuxiao, it is estimated that he will self-mutilate.
"Humph!" Gray was very unhappy.
When it comes to the heroine, it easily locates Xiachi Chuxiao.
After Chi Chuxiao was taken in by the proprietress of the noodle restaurant, she quickly saved some money by selling recipes and other means, bought a house, and opened her own sugar shop.
On the left side of her house, there lived a widowed mother and an orphan. The boy was seventeen years old. He was honest and honest, and he had a decent appearance. He admired her very much, and often helped her to fetch water with a blushing face.
But Chi Chuxiao's mental age is several years older than him, and he is not tempted to treat him as a younger brother. Open the sugar shop wholeheartedly and live a quiet little life.
It wasn't until a few days later that Chi Chuxiao, who was living in seclusion in a small county town, heard the news from Beijing. At that time, his hand shook, the bowl shattered, and sugar cubes scattered all over the floor.
"She won't come to the capital, will she?" Hui Hui said suspiciously, observing the blank expression of the heroine.
Shaoyin was also slightly taken aback: "This..."
"If she comes to the capital and finds a way to enter the palace, wouldn't the plot return to the right track?" Hui Hui said, gradually becoming stunned, "At that time, you will replace her in the palace and torture Zhao Huaiye every day will be exposed. Zhao Huaiye certainly does not I will let you go, I will issue an order to kill you, and I will not give up until I kill you."
When Shaoyin heard the latter sentence, she sneered: "Let him come."
Chapter 172 Benefactor 13 True and false meeting.
Although Zhao Huaiye wasn't sick, he was very angry.
The person he loves slipped right under his nose, and he was unprepared, letting a person like her slip away, who has no scheming, no city, lost her memory, and doesn't know anything. "Pump hard!
Is he so unworthy of her trust? Isn't it worth her compromise? Isn't it worth keeping her for?
The more Zhao Huaiye thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. After lying in bed for a few days, there was no news from the person who was searching, but he himself fell ill and took medicine seriously.
"Haha, that's it!" Hui Hui was watching the situation in the palace, and seeing Zhao Huaiye drinking the bitter concoction from bowl to bowl, he was immediately happy.
Let him pretend to be sick! Let him be reluctant to suffer!
Are you sick now?
Shaoyin strolled around leisurely.
For Shaoyin, a small life was a pleasant one. But for Zhao Huaiye, it was like a year.
He pretended to be sick in bed, and it was inevitable that he would think wildly, such as where did she go after so long? If you can't catch her for a day, the farther she runs, the lower the chances of catching her.
Will he really lose her? Will she really not care if he lives or die, and doesn't believe that he will die, so she never comes back?
As long as he thought of this, Zhao Huaiye couldn't help but panic. He hated her cruel heart, and resented his own carelessness. He was anxious and irritable, and he made a healthy body very sick!
Since Shaoyin ran out of the palace, Zhao Huaiye didn't have much appetite. A person is iron rice or steel, if he does not eat well, his immunity will inevitably decline. No matter how anxious he is to get angry every day, he becomes ill all of a sudden, and he is not good at taking medicines, but won't his condition worsen?
Hui Hui simulated Zhao Huaiye's haggard look, pale and chapped lips, and lying ill in bed to Shaoyin, and said happily, "Look, this is what happens when you curse yourself!"
Shaoyin looked at Zhao Huaiye's haggard face and couldn't help but be speechless. It's really unbearable to look at this poor little appearance.
"What should I do? My heart hurts so much." She caressed her chest with one hand, and held the melon seeds in her mouth with the other, "How could he not love himself so much? I just think about it, and my heart hurts. Let's go back?"