Chapter 77 (2/2)
After a moment in the room, Gu Yu's voice sounded: ”girl, the food is going to be cold.”
”Set the meal.”
Then, there was a sound of bowls and chopsticks Ding Dong. It seemed that someone was sitting at the table to eat. ”Do you think the sweet scented osmanthus soup is OK?” she asked
”Not bad.” Shen Miao's voice rang out: ”it's very agreeable.”
”Then eat more.” Gu Yu said with a smile.
After listening for a long time, Shen Miao seems to have finished eating. There is a sound of cleaning up the dishes in the room. Gu Yu goes out with the basket. ”Do you want to read some books?” she said
”I'm a little tired. For another moment, you can light the incense.” The voice is somber.
Mother GUI straightened up and sighed with deep relief. She turned her head and looked at the window again. She walked out of the yard. She couldn't help turning back and murmuring, ”girl, don't blame the old slave for being cruel. No one can stop you if the first lady wants to deal with you.”After mother GUI left, he did not see the figure of a man behind her. He looked at the back of mother GUI's leaving in a hurry, and his face showed some anger.
In the room, Jingzhe looks at Shen Miao anxiously: ”girl, Gu Yu has gone out, but I still don't understand. What does the girl want to do?”
I don't know why, there is always some uneasiness in the heart of startled insects, as if something is going to happen in this quiet mountain. She asked: ”the girl just made that play to deceive mammy GUI. Is it hard for mammy GUI to have any tricks?” But Shen Miao's kind words to mother GUI made her nervous. She was afraid that Shen Miao would listen to mother GUI's words as usual.
Shen Miao looked at the flaming and beating lights. The tiny sparks made a crackling sound, in sharp contrast to the patterning rain outside.
Pretending to eat, pretending to smoke, is just a temporary measure. As for why she said that with mammy GUI, it was not because she was soft hearted.
No one can turn back on the road of revenge. Either there was grace in the past or the reason for making mistakes in the future. The wicked are never worthy of pity. They are like the words of the winner to the loser in the harem, before they are cut off.
She closed her eyes gently.
”Girl, what are you doing now?” Seeing that Shen Miao didn't answer her, Jingzhe had to change her question.
”Wait.”
”For what?”
The girl's eyelashes moved and her lips fluttered.
”When it's dark and windy, killing people and stealing goods.”