"What do I think? Brother Tietou, no matter what outsiders say, we are all innocent. You and I know it. You can't make me just... marry you because of rumors..." She was a little anxious.
He said shyly, and as soon as he finished speaking, his face turned ugly.
When Tietou heard this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly explained: "No, no... no, Miss Qingqing, I... I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean?" she screamed.
All around, there were already many maids and servants passing by intentionally or unintentionally. They all stretched their ears, just hoping to hear some good news.
Tietou was also a little anxious. He glanced at the sneaky people around him who were secretly waiting to hear the news, and suddenly shouted:
"It's not interesting, Miss Qingqing, we are all innocent. In order to prove your innocence, from today on, if I, Tietou, hear who is spreading rumors about you and me, then don't blame me, Tietou, for not being ruthless with the big knife in my hand.
Meet!”
As soon as the maids and servants around heard Tietou's threat, their faces suddenly changed in fright, and they ran away like shit.
Who doesn't know the power of this knife in the hands of Uncle Murong's Iron Head? It can split even a hard head in half!
But Lu Qingqing couldn't help but chuckle. Does this iron head really think that shouting a few words like this will stop others from talking about it?
Such rumors can never be stopped by force. Not to mention that you only have one pair of ears and one pair of eyes. How can you know that people are talking about you behind your back?
Moreover, the threat of the iron-headed uncle is really funny. What does it mean to prove your innocence?
Embarrassed, she really didn't want to say it. This uncle looked so inflexible.
However, I was smiling in my heart, but my face was filled with tears of gratitude, as if my injustice had finally been redressed by someone:
"Brother Tietou, thank you! If you hadn't understood justice so well, Qingqing's reputation would have been ruined!"
"Miss Qingqing, it's okay. I dare to talk nonsense in the future. Just come to me and I'll beat the little bastards until they're pissed off and crying for their father and mother!!"
"Um……"
"Okay, now I feel relieved. I'm leaving!" Tietou said with relief. He turned to leave, but after taking two steps, he felt something was wrong again.
He seemed to have some questions he didn't ask. He just wanted to know whether he had really looked at this Qingqing affectionately, whether he had pulled Qingqing to whisper to her halfway, and whether he had ever seen her holding hands with her.
Holding Baozi's hand, she yelled jealously, and what else could she say: "I like her?"
He really had no such impression, but everyone in the house said they saw it with their own eyes.
Turning back, he wanted to ask Miss Qingqing, but he saw a pair of shy and grateful eyes in her. The girl looked so shy, so he couldn't ask such a question, so he lost the courage to ask.
I had no choice but to leave quietly.
Lu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly. Fortunately, Baili Fenghua found a person who was usually taciturn and not very smart. If he was a little smarter, he would have easily detected the abnormality.
As for Uncle Tietou, he probably thinks he is sick, right?
Poor Uncle Tietou seems to be taking a lot of bitter medicine recently...
Smiling lightly, ignoring the maids and boys who looked at her with complicated eyes, she greeted her kindly and gently and walked towards the study.
After thinking about it, he went directly to the Poetry Appreciation Pavilion. At this time today, Murong Fei must have gone to the Poetry Appreciation Pavilion to meet the beautiful Li Xiangxue for a while, right?...
