Zitong still felt something was wrong: "But, miss, do you think the eldest son has misunderstood something?"
Su Yu raised her eyes.
Zitong's voice was erratic: "I think the eldest son is very special to you. Doesn't he kind of... like you?"
Su Yu paused and then fell silent.
After a long while, she said calmly: "I know."
boom--
These three words sounded like a loud noise in the ears of the three people.
Why do you say three people? Because Cui Ling and Bai Shan also heard it.
After walking out of the courtyard, Cui Ling suddenly turned back.
Baishan was puzzled: "Young Master?"
Cui Ling: "There are some things I forgot to mention just now."
As for the eldest prince's evil habits, if he still hesitated at this point, he might really have to watch Su Yu jump into the fire pit.
Just as he walked to the door, he heard the words just now, starting from Zitong's question, without missing a word.
Bai Shan carefully raised his head to observe Cui Ling's expression, but still couldn't see anything.
The only difference is probably that the curvature of the corners of the eyes and mouth is cooler than before.
At this moment, Bai Shan found it difficult to think about what Su Yu meant.
My cousin is really blind-sighted and blind-minded. His young master is so much better than the eldest prince Lao Shizi. The eldest prince is cruel and selfish, has no talent or virtue, and is about to fall. But his young master is brilliant, chaste and pure. Everyone should know how to choose.
Baishan regretted that he should not have awakened the young master in the first place.
It's okay now. The young master was finally tempted once, but he encountered such a big blow. How can he still believe in love in the future?
Baishan regrets it.
It's a pity that what should happen is still happening.
Cui Ling was unexpectedly calm at the moment. She only stayed here to see what else Su Yu could say.
Zitong was so shocked that she couldn't even speak clearly: "You...you, you, you...you know?!"
Su Yu lowered her eyes to cover up the guilt in her eyes: "My cousin is very nice and treats me very well, but unfortunately I already have a heart."
Zitong was puzzled: "Is the eldest prince really that good? Better than the eldest son?"
This is the reaction that a normal person should have. Baishan nodded repeatedly. His young master is the best man in the world.
Perhaps because they were the only two here, Su Yu couldn't wait to find a way to vent the troubled and melancholy she had been suppressing in her heart. Finally, she told the truth.
"Of course the eldest prince is not as good as his cousin."
Baishan's eyes lit up and he immediately went to see Cui Ling.
The indifferent air that seemed to be absent around the man with the appearance of a celestial being calmed down, and his expression changed from calm to peaceful.
One word difference gives Baishan a completely different feeling.
At the same time, he was really sure that his young master was in trouble.
Isn't it a failure to be manipulated by someone's words, to be hot or cold, to have one's emotions out of one's control?
Baishan looked sad and angry. My poor young master, it was the cousin who took the initiative in the beginning, and we finally found love. But in the end, I realized that you were the only one who was fucked. Baishan is sorry for you...
No one knows how rich Baishan’s inner life is, and no one is interested in knowing.
"But what future is there with my cousin?"
Zitong stared: "Huh?"
Su Yu picked up the handkerchief and wiped away the tears on her face. Her voice was slow but firm: "My situation has become so bad. No matter how bad it is, I can only be a concubine for others. Instead of being a concubine for others, why can't I be a concubine for the eldest prince?" As a concubine, if he can ascend the throne one day, I will be the emperor's concubine. Isn't a woman who is an emperor better than a woman who is a minister?"
These words can call her sane, or she can be called crazy. In short, since her parents left and she was bullied to the point where she couldn't even protect her family property, Su Yu just wanted to find someone so powerful that no one dared to provoke her. 's backer.
Zitong's whole face wrinkled up: "Miss..."
She suddenly thought of something and was startled. She quickly went out and closed the door. If these words spread, she would lose her head.
Cui Ling and Bai Shan concealed their auras to avoid it, and did not reappear until the door was completely closed.
Zitong asked hesitantly: "What if the eldest prince cannot ascend the throne?"
Good question!
Su Yu raised the corners of her lips, not hiding her scheming and utilitarian side: "Then I will go and beg my cousin. Since he likes me, he will definitely not watch me accompany the eldest prince in trouble."
In other words, Cui Ling was the escape route she found for herself.
Zitong seemed to understand something and opened her eyes suddenly: "Were all those words you said before false?"
Su Yu stopped crying now. She was still leisurely and relaxed, picking up the tea cup and tasting it carefully: "How should I say it?"
Zitong swallowed: "You wanted to enter the eldest prince's palace from the beginning, so you wanted to get close to the eldest prince, but you were afraid that your plan would fail, so the eldest son's liking was also the result of your intentional promotion."
Su Yu raised her soft eyebrows: "That's not entirely true. I do like the eldest prince. As for my cousin, I didn't expect to succeed."
Su Yu named this trick - the advanced version of stepping on two boats.
In layman's terms, it means looking for a spare tire.
Mainly because Su Yu didn't expect that after she pulled the eldest prince out, the task progress bar slowly climbed to 75%, and then stopped moving.
It seems that this mission really doesn't leave any room for her to take advantage of.
She still had to attract hatred by herself, and the eldest prince could at most help her share it a little bit.
Su Yu sighed and then added the following words.
Sure enough, after finishing speaking, the progress bar moved again, slowly rising to 80%, and moving forward at a snail's pace at a rate of 0.000000...0.1% per minute.
She glanced at the shadow missing from the crack of the door, lowered her head and sipped tea to calm down her shock.
Outside the door, Bai Shan could not help but kicked the door in, but was stopped by Cui Ling.
Cui Ling's eyebrows were drooped, and his long eyelashes cast heavy shadows under his eyes. The color of his eyes could not be seen clearly. He could only judge by the sudden drop in air pressure that he was in a very bad mood now.
Baishan looked at him worriedly.
Since ancient times, the word "love" kills people, but in dramas, it's mostly women who are deceived and let down. Who would have thought that with his young master, it would be the other way around.
In the end, Cui Ling did nothing and turned around to leave.
The servants passing by instinctively stepped aside and said hello: "Young Master."
Cui Ling didn't seem to hear, his face was extremely cold, the corners of his clothes were flying, and he walked straight past with a burst of freezing frost.
Looking back, the Baishan guard, who had always had a good temper, also had a gloomy expression.
The servant shivered, feeling that something had happened.
…
The pressure in the First Prince's Mansion was also low.
"Bang——"
A chair was kicked over.
"Bang--"
A vase was smashed.
The eldest prince was still upset and kicked the attendant who was lowering his presence in the corner, causing the man to lie on the ground and beg for mercy.
"That bitch Cui Ling actually plotted against me, together with that good-for-nothing Qi Yu! Don't let me catch you, or I will cut them into pieces!"
The eldest prince kicked him again, as if he thought he was Cui Ling.
The attendant howled in pain that was 30% true and 70% false: "Your Highness, please spare my life, Your Highness, please spare your life. I know I was wrong. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
The eldest prince looked solemnly: "Oh? Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"
The attendant rolled his eyes twice: "What's wrong with me, what's wrong... I'm wrong because I'm in the eyes of His Highness! It's a mistake for me to be here, so get out of here."
As he spoke, he looked at the eldest prince's face.
Suddenly, the eldest prince smiled: "You are right, you are indeed an eyesore to me."
The attendant breathed a sigh of relief: "You little man, get out now..."
"Then go to death, the dead are not an eyesore." The eldest prince's voice was light and airy.
The attendant froze, his teeth chattering: "Your Highness..."
The eldest prince smiled gloomily: "What, you don't want to?"
The attendant was about to burst into tears. If he had a choice, he would never come to the First Prince's Mansion. Serving the volatile First Prince would be even harder than serving the Lord of Hell.
When he was complaining endlessly, an ocher-colored purse suddenly flashed across the eldest prince's waist.
The attendant suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Your Highness, a villain's life is worthless. If you die, you will die. But before you die, I can't bear to see you being so angry that you dare to offer a plan."
The eldest prince raised his eyebrows and gave him this opportunity: "Say."
There is something interesting about watching a dying person go to great lengths to beg for mercy.
