Playing my favorite song ‘House of Flying Daggers’…
Anyway, no matter how much I play "Mystery", it will not cause a time-travel accident and let me go home. I almost cried with anger, woo!
"Are you worried?"
Today, when I was halfway through playing, Hua Wuxie suddenly jumped out from behind me.
The afternoon sun was a little hot, and his shadow stretched to the same height as his height, gently covering me.
"No, why do you ask?"
"I found that the relationship between you and...Miss Kong is not very good. Maybe I am too worried.
Could it be that she doesn’t like you living in her house? After all, you have run away from home now, making your father unhappy, and I am a wanted criminal, so she might be afraid of being implicated. Is that possible? "
"Don't think so wildly." I held Pipa gently in my arms and sighed, "Oh, it's boring to be bored here all day. How about we go out for a walk?"
"Where to go?"
"Visit a wealthy businessman."
"Huh?"
…
Yes, tonight is the day when Kong Youci entertains those dignitaries.
She made a long list for me early in the morning and marked the identities of those people one by one.
This also includes the prefect of the city.
Unexpectedly, as a court official, he would not be willing to provide money to support the refugees. In fact, it was his responsibility to open a warehouse to provide food.
Starting from the gate of the Kong family, passing through the porridge and Chengnan Street, I took Hua Wuxie towards the prefect's Yamen in the east of the city.
"Hey, where are you going? No? You...you are going to the east of the city? I went out today, but I didn't put on makeup. There is a government office over there in the east of the city..." Hua Wuxie reminded me.
"I know, I just want to visit the prefect."
"What?" Hua Wuxie immediately wanted to go home after hearing this.
"If you want to go back, go back. Once you go back, don't expect me to do anything to help you in the future."
Of course I have a trick to stop him.
After saying that, I looked at him from the corner of my eye, and sure enough, he stopped.
He looked at me in embarrassment: "But, I really can't go to the Yamen. Doesn't this mean I'm throwing myself into a trap?"
"Do not you trust me?"
"Can I believe you that even if I step into the magistrate's office, I won't be arrested? Am I that stupid?"