Mu Zhengyi pulled the letter from Xiao Yu’s hand, looked around four or five times, but did not notice anything unusual. He turned around and slapped the letter paper on the table, supported the table with his hands, and leaned over half of his body, looking straight into Xiao Yu’s eyes.
“Why did you kidnap the manager of my house!”
His question was abrupt and decisive.
Originally planned to ask this hard, Xiao Yu didn’t have time to react, and he might be able to cheat some news.
After all… the disappearance of the butler is really important, and he will try it if there is a little opportunity and hope.
However… he fell down and didn’t get Xiao Yu’s answer. He saw Xiao Yu frowning and looked at him silently with his expression as he looked at the fool, looking at him with a loud look: Are you fucking sick!
Mu Zhengyi’s lips trembled immediately, “Isn’t you really?” He asked unwillingly.
Xiao Yu rolled his eyes and said, “I went to the cottage several times a day. You know clearly whether it is a big or small one every time. Don’t you know that I haven’t kidnapped your house manager again! Besides, if I really have that ability, will you be held hostage by you? Even if I go to hostage someone, I will still be held hostage by your father. It’s useless for me to hostage a housekeeper. You can let your mind go!”
Xiao Yu was in a bad mood, so he was naturally not polite to speak.
As he fell, his heart moved, and a flash of light flashed through his mind. Before Mu Zhengyi could react, Xiao Yu said, “Your brother is still from the 17th or 18th. If you want to marry a girl who has not yet reached the age of birth, don’t you think your brother has any problems?”
Gu Yuqing mentioned in his letter that the youngest son of the Eight Kings of Miaojiang is about to get engaged to Gu Yuhe, who is now called Ansui.
Xiao Yu was simply shocked.
How old is Gu Yuhe… Not to mention her love, she is just in her early 10 years old, Xiao Yu can’t figure out what the other party likes her!
“You don’t have to worry about my family affairs, you’d better worry about yourself.” When Xiao Yu suddenly mentioned his younger brother, Mu Zhengyi suddenly became irritated, “Go to bed early. Tomorrow morning, you go to Bazhen Pavilion with me.”
“You know, my father has issued a confinement order for me, I can’t get out!” Xiao Yu spread his hands, his face full of scoundrel expression.
Mu Zhengyi glared at him fiercely, “If you can’t go out, just wait for death!”
After saying that, he ignored Xiao Yu and turned around, even avoiding washing, and turned over to the bed.
When Mu Zhengyi snored, Xiao Yu was still thinking about what he should do to give Gu Yuqing the least harm after a sudden death.
After thinking about it, except for making Gu Yuqing lose his memory and forgetting him, he never thought of anything else.
Amnesia… In this world, he knew that people who have the ability to make people lose their memory are Qi Ming’s master… But his master has passed away for several years…
Alas… It’s really a worrying question.
This question is unsolvable, and Xiao Yu began to think about the horse again.
Gu Yuqing mentioned in a letter that during the interrogation, the butler confessed that there was an antidote to the poison in the horse, but only the Eight Kings of Miaojiang had this antidote. Even his two sons did not have this antidote.
However, it is so easy to take out this antidote from the Eight Kings of Miaojiang. Instead of finding a way out from him, it is better to find a new way.
Since he wanted to use this horse to spread acute hallucinatory infectious diseases, he would not be as good as the horse to enter the palace, so he solved the Eight Kings.
Without this Eight Kings, nothing will happen.