Princess Against the World

With a shy smile, Tao Ding finally recovered a bit of his emotions.

"I know I know...but I haven't seen..."

He didn't know what to call Qiu Wushuang for a while, so he could only smirk and retreat to the door.

"Well, you guys talk, I'll go make tea..."

Ling Luoyu squinted his eyes suddenly: "No need! They are so busy, they definitely don't have time to drink tea here!"

Qiu Wushuang's pupils trembled, and he finally smiled: "Yeah, I won't drink the tea... I think you're quite busy too! I won't bother... If you find something, can you tell me? !?"

Ling Luoyu stared coldly: "Does it have anything to do with you?!"

Qiu Wushuang's lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she turned around and left without a word.

Tao Ding looked at her back with some sympathy, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Poor people, there must be something to hate! If I knew today, why was it in the beginning!"

At the beginning, Qiu Wushuang might only need two days to find out the truth.

But she didn't!

So she lost those twenty years.

It was these nearly twenty years that doomed the rest of her life!

With a sigh, he met Ling Luoyu's murderous gaze.

With awe in his heart, he suddenly remembered what he had done just now in horror.

Instinctively bowed his head, and the ashes everywhere made his old face "swish" discolored.

"Cough cough... oops, I suddenly feel uncomfortable... No, I have to lie down... Ouch! This old bone of mine..."

He coughed as he almost fled from here.

Looking at Ling Luoyu's eyes, if he doesn't leave, this old bone will probably be dismantled.

There was a whimper in his mouth, but his feet slipped faster than anyone else.

Disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye

Looking at Tao Ding who was fleeing, Ling Luoyu finally lowered his head helplessly and looked at the ground covered with ashes.

It wasn't the piece of paper that was burning in the brazier. Now that it was dumped, all the ashes were crushed into a ball, and it was difficult to distinguish it from the sky.

Now, she can only describe it according to the rough memory at that time, trying her best to describe what it looked like at that time.

Following her memory, she painted a little bit of what it looked like at that time.

It's just that the more she traced it, the more tangled her face became.

"What the hell is this!?"

On her paper, there are unwritten ghost characters.

Rather than words, it's more regular graffiti.

"Snapped!"

She dropped the brush in her hand and gritted her teeth in hatred.

Hearing the movement, Tao Ding showed half of his head to please.

"Third young master, I made tea for you, would you like to taste it?"

Although Ling Luoyu resented Tao Ding's kick, he knew that he didn't do it on purpose.

Besides, he did his best for himself, and he really couldn't take his anger out of it.

Immediately pouting his lips: "Bring it!"

Tao Ding was overjoyed, and hurriedly presented the tea cup to please him.

"Third Young Master, this is the new tea I stole from the old man's room, and he doesn't even want to drink it..."

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "You don't have something my grandfather has!? This is your tea, right?!"

Tao Ding was punctured, and he laughed immediately: "I'm not thinking about the master, can I be a bit high-end? I made tea for the third young master from a bad old man, isn't it looking for scolding?!"

He turned his eyes slightly, turned to the letter on the ground, and changed the subject.

"Huh?! Third Young Master, are you trying to teach yourself?!"

He stuttered and circled the stationery.

"Don't say it, you really wrote a seven-point image of this harsh word..."