Chunya and Qiangwei were afraid of blood and did not dare to look at it.
Mu Qingchao didn't dare, so she went alone.
It was already approaching noon, and the entrance to the market was already crowded with people. Mu Qingchao went to the restaurant next to him, threw a piece of silver to the waiter, and asked him to find a place with the best view for him.
I brewed a pot of good tea, ate some snacks, and looked down from the window. I happened to see the Zhong family being escorted to Xingtai.
Even the master and his servants, and even Mrs. Zhong’s natal family were not spared.
However, there was no sign of Mr. Ma Ge. Shen Muchi probably felt soft-hearted and let him go.
"It's unfair, it's unfair..."
"It's unfair..."
At this time, Mrs. Zhong was still howling.
Zhong Ming was brave enough, with his head lowered and silent.
Ma's head was tilted to the side, with a listless look on his face, as if he had long since lost his life.
Only when he turned around and looked at his fourteen-year-old son next to him, there was still some nostalgia in his eyes.
Probably thinking that her son would follow her after all, and that he would be taken care of when he got to the underworld, there was actually a smile on her face.
At this moment, the executioner raised the big knife in his hand, and with a "pop" sound, a mouthful of strong wine was sprayed on the blade.
He raised the knife and dropped it, and heads fell to the ground one by one.
In an instant, blood flowed into a river.
The scene was a bit ugly after all, and some people covered their eyes in fear.
Mu Qingchao saw this scene clearly with his eyes open.
The Zhong family was defeated like this, so completely that she even didn't believe it. Only by looking at the bright red blood and the heads one by one could she be sure that all of this was true.
Gone, gone, a century-old noble family with a wealthy family ended up like this.
Seeing it rise, seeing it collapse, the Qinhuai Waterside Pavilion flowers bloom early and disappear easily...
Mu Qingchao was not sympathetic, she only felt happy, unprecedentedly happy.
"Xiao Er, Xiao Er!" she shouted.
"Here, bring me all the best dishes and most expensive wines you have here!"
As she spoke, she threw out two more ingots of silver. The silver rolled on the wooden floor, and the waiter quickly went up to pick it up.
"Girl is in such a good mood today, did you meet something happy?" The waiter saw Mu Qingchao's generous move and hurried up to please him.
"It's a happy event, a huge happy event."
"Did you meet your sweetheart?"
Hey, how can meeting your sweetheart be considered a happy event? You have to kill someone to be happy!
Kill all those who bully her and humiliate her in this world.
She doesn't want revenge, but she can only live well if everyone who opposes her is dead.
The food and drinks arrived quickly.
Mu Qingchao poured a glass for himself to drink first.
Immediately, he poured another cup and poured it on the ground.
Mu Qingchao, Mu Qingchao, it’s easy for you to go...
I know you had a hard time in your previous life. Look, I have even helped you take revenge...
Mu Qingchao didn't know how many glasses of wine she drank. She only knew that she sat here from noon until the bright moon hung high.
Hmm...it's getting dark.
In the past, she was most afraid of the dark, but now she realizes, what is there to be afraid of? It's better when it's dark, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it's easy to kill people, so even if you take advantage of the moonlight, you should have one more drink.
Mu Qingchao was drinking heavily, but he didn't see two people passing downstairs.
"Brother Jiang, let me tell you, the wine in Mingyue Tower is the best. Today, brother, I will be your host. Don't be polite to me, just drink.
I thank you as a brother for taking care of me during this time."
Su Jingwen spoke with Jiang Bo with great pride.
But the people around him seemed distracted.
"Brother Jiang!"
"Brother Jiang!"
Su Jingwen shouted several more times.
"Huh?" Jiang Bo seemed to be waking up from a dream.
Su Jingwen was speechless. He had been with Jiang Bo for so long and was particularly dissatisfied with his temper.
"I just spoke to you, did you listen?" he asked angrily.
"Ah? Hmm."
Jiang Bo answered in an extremely perfunctory manner. It was obvious that he was not listening.
His mind was stuck on the pavilion just now. At a quick glance, he seemed to see Mu Qingchao's figure?
Is it an illusion? As the Queen Mother, she should be in the palace at the moment. How could she go to such a place to drink?
Jiang Bo shook his head and felt funny again. What was wrong with him? Why did he always think of that unrelated person for no reason?
They no longer have anything to do with each other and should forget about each other from now on.
Thinking like this, Jiang Bo turned to Su Jingwen and smiled: "Let's go."
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The moonlight tonight is bright, falling on the Qinhuai River, and its ripples are sparkling, as if someone has crushed the starlight into pieces and sprinkled it all over the lake.
After Mu Qingchao drank another glass of wine, he couldn't hold himself up and lay down on the table.
The wine glass rolled under the table, "Gulu", "Gulu", and made a "dong" sound.
"hehe……"
Hearing that voice, Mu Qingchao laughed heartily.
However, at this moment, someone came in, stood up and picked up the wine glass at his feet.
"You are indeed here."
The voice sounded nice and very familiar. He asked her: "Why are you drinking here?"
Mu Qingchao turned around and saw a pair of beautiful eyebrows. She didn't know if it was because of drinking, but she put down her usual guard.
On the contrary, when I look at the person in front of me, I even feel an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
"Are you here?" she said.
Like an old friend who has known her for many years, she said: "Come, Ai's family is happy today, so come and have a drink with Ai's family."
After saying that, she picked up a wine jug and poured wine for him.
It’s just that there’s no more wine to pour from the jug.
"Huh? It's gone?" She laughed again and said, "Don't worry, the Ai family will give you another pot. The Ai family has enough wine here today."
As she said this, she groped around on the ground for a while, and actually found a pot of wine and filled it for Jiang Bo.
She said: "Come on, Mr. Jiang, the Aijia has a happy event today, but no one celebrates it. You are the first person to congratulate the Aijia. The Aijia proposes a toast to you."
As she spoke, she brought the wine glass in her hand to his mouth.
Jiang Bo was caught off guard, and she tipped the glass of wine and drank it down.
The wine entered my throat violently, and a spicy taste hit me.
When Mu Qingchao saw that he was drinking, he picked up the wine glass and put it into his mouth.
Jiang Bo saw this and held her hand down with one hand.
"Queen Mother, you are drunk." He looked at her and said.
Mu Qingchao stared at him with hazy eyes for a long time, and then said with a loud tongue, "You are right, the Ai family is drunk."
"But……"
"So what if you're drunk? Who said you can't drink again if you're drunk?
Mr. Jiang, it’s not that the Aijia said that you are good at anything, but your life is too rigid.
Life is short, you should know the principle of enjoying yourself while you can. Look at you, you have glory, wealth, power and status, you don’t lack everything, but what happens in the end?
Still a little chicken."
Mu Qingchao even laughed twice when he said this. The laughter was contemptuous and always had an inexplicable meaning.
After laughing, she continued: "Master Jiang, tell me, what's the point of living for you?
If you don't protect everything, you will die one day.
When the time comes, I think about it, I haven’t even indulged myself once, I haven’t even tasted anything fishy, tsk tsk… isn’t my life in vain?”