Chapter 89: Shelter (1) [VIP]

Regardless of her background or past, Meng Yatou was her first and only friend in this academy.

There were times when she was being slandered, smeared, and abused, and it was always the girl who stood in front of her, taking the brunt of the attacks...

Even if she said it was unintentional, she still felt a little grateful to this girl. In this case, she had to distance herself from this pretty girl.

Chu Qingluo walked away and then looked back worriedly.

Glancing back, she saw a domineering figure standing before the maid. It was the eldest daughter of the Xu family, who had witnessed the scene and wanted to mock her.

Seeing this, she carefully turned back along the shadow of the tree, wanting to hear clearly what the two men were asking. She really couldn't bear to see the girl being bullied.

Under the pavilion, Xu Anyao sneered and said with great disdain, "You're trying to please someone who's not welcome you. You're being too sentimental."

Meng Ying'er saw Miss Xu approaching, and her delicate eyebrows suddenly frowned: "You don't need to worry about what's going on between me and Qingluo."

"I'm trying to give you some good advice, but you're biting me back?" The eldest daughter of the Xu family sneered, her words extremely harsh. "Snakes and rats from the same nest, none of them are good!"

"Who are you talking about?" the girl shouted coldly, anger burning in her eyes. "Watch your mouth! Say it again!"

Xu Anyao gave him a contemptuous glance and then, with a haughty air, squeezed out a few more words: "You lowly creature...you don't even know you're inferior to others."

Perhaps the girl was already troubled by what happened just now, and these words from Miss Xu completely angered her.

The depression and sorrow accumulated over the past few months were vented in an instant. Meng Ying'er suddenly reached out, pulled off her jade hairpin, and ruffled Miss Xu's dignified and elegant bun.

Seeing the situation, he was stunned until the hairpin was thrown to the ground. Then Xu Anyao suddenly came to his senses and wrestled with him in anger.

The fights between the ladies were no different from those between the roughnecks; they were merely pulling each other's hair or ruffling their skirts. After a while, the two were both covered in dirt and grime, too embarrassed to face anyone else.

Meng Ying'er scoffed back, her eyes gleaming with coldness as she happily let go, "Go look in the mirror! How can you be so noble when you look like this?"

Just at this moment, several students from the mansion passed by and saw this rare scene. They stopped to watch and whispered to each other.

"You all saw it, it was Meng Ying'er who started it!"

Picking up her hairpin quickly, Miss Xu frantically fixed her hair and makeup in front of everyone, then ran to the side hall in a rage: "I'm going to complain to the master about this, and you all must testify for me!"

The people around slowly dispersed, leaving only Meng Yatou squatting in the corner in a daze, looking quite embarrassed.

Not long after she entered the mansion, she found Miss Xu annoying, arrogant, and always finding fault with others, so she used Sun Chong's death to teach Xu Anyao a lesson.

But after only half a month of being lost, this young lady returned to her original nature. It seems that the previous lesson was not enough...

After watching the maid for a while, Chu Qingluo suddenly turned around and headed towards the elegant room in the pavilion.

It's okay to bully others by taking advantage of your power, but not Meng girl. She took a shortcut to the boudoir and kicked open the door without saying a word.

The interior of Yawen was extremely tidy, and the furnishings were meticulously arranged. Each item displayed exuded a certain nobility, worthy of being the daughter of the Xu family, which had produced two prime ministers...

She curled her lips into a faint smile, then indifferently smashed the furnishings in the room.

She overturned the desk and knocked over the inkstone, and the ink stained several books, blurring some of the words.

The bedding on the couch was thrown into the mess, and the bronze mirror and dressing box were smashed to pieces. Only when the bedroom was no longer accessible did Chu Qingluo walk out leisurely.

This could be considered as revenge for Meng Yatou, and she calmed down her anger.

But as luck would have it, the moment she walked out, she ran into the owner of the boudoir.

Xu Anyao saw that the door was wide open, the room was in a mess, and everything he looked at was in shambles.

"Chu Qingluo? How dare you smash my boudoir?"

Looking at this delicate and pretty face in disbelief, Miss Xu gnashed her teeth and knew immediately that she had come to vent her hatred for Miss Meng.

"How could there be such a despicable person like you in this Music Bureau!"

Daring to smash a classmate's bedroom was undoubtedly a violation of the rules. Xu Anyao raised her voice and shouted, hoping that the women passing by would stop her: "Everyone, please judge for yourself. Miss Chu took advantage of the situation and smashed another girl's bedroom. According to the government regulations, what should be the punishment?"

This shout indeed attracted many students, who surrounded the narrow corridor and made it impossible for her to move forward.

The girls who came to watch looked inside and couldn't help but sweat, feeling a little sympathy for Miss Xu: "Smashing someone else's boudoir? How could Miss Chu do such a thing..."

"According to the mansion rules, she will be expelled from the mansion..." Someone nearby asked the crowd quietly, feeling that Miss Chu had violated a major taboo in the mansion.

Mu Wanxian also rushed over after hearing the news. Thinking about the conversations of the women around her, she murmured softly, "But the master has a secret crush on Miss Chu. I guess he will be partial."

Hearing this, Song Yan did not dare to agree, and frowned. Even if she was partial, she would punish Miss Chu. Otherwise,

Listening quietly to the discussions around him, Chu Qingluo smiled leisurely, as if he didn't care about the criticism at all, and just moved.

"Now that we've caught you red-handed, let's see how you can act cunningly and loudly." Miss Xu stepped forward, grabbed her sleeve, and pretended to accuse her of the crime.

"Go, in front of everyone,

After hearing this, she refused to leave.

She calmly pulled out her sleeves, looked at them calmly, and asked with a smile, "Stolen goods? Where is the stolen goods that Miss Xu mentioned?"

Xu Anyao was stunned when she heard this. She hadn't expected her to try to deny it. She gritted her teeth and replied, "I clearly saw you walk out of the house. You still want to deny it?"

"It will take about a quarter of an hour to mess up the bedroom," Chu Qingluo's eyes suddenly raised slightly, and she spoke slowly, explaining herself clearly, "I just happened to be passing by here, and Miss Xu grabbed me and wouldn't let go."

"You believe it based on the words of just one person?" She smiled indifferently and nonchalantly reminded the onlookers present.

The conversation suddenly stopped. What Miss Chu said made sense. It was difficult to convict the daughter of the Xu family based solely on her words.

A section of the corridor fell into silence. A woman covered her lips and whispered, as if she wanted to stand up for Miss Chu: "That was just Miss Xu's one-sided statement. It's still uncertain who did it..."

After all, she is now Mr. Qu's wife-to-be, so he should be treated with some respect.

Seeing that she seemed to be trying to confuse right and wrong, Miss Xu hurriedly argued: "Don't listen to her nonsense. I saw her leave the boudoir, she..."

"What's the commotion?"

A sharp voice rang out from the back of the crowd. Upon hearing this clear and solemn voice, the onlookers immediately moved aside.

Perhaps a maid went to the side hall to report. The snow-like figure on the branch walked solemnly over, stopped in the corridor, and glanced at Yawen who was in a mess.

He had never heard of or seen a dormitory being smashed into such a horrible state...

Qu Hanjin looked at the beauty in front of him, was silent for a few moments, then looked at the daughter of the Xu family on the other side: "Come and talk to me."

"Sir, she trashed my dorm room and is refusing to confess!"

Her eyes were filled with innocence. Madam Xu raised her sleeve and pointed lightly, hoping that the gentleman would do some justice. "Look inside, sir. It's such a mess. Can you still see a single intact object?"

Hearing this, he looked at her thoughtfully again, with a hint of confusion in his stern and inviolable face.

As if quietly asking why it had become like this...

Chu Qingluo continued to stand there calmly, feigning complete ignorance and insisting she had nothing to do with the incident. "Ms. Xu is slandering me. I was just passing by by chance. How would I know how the Wenya Room came to be in this state?"

"Sir...you should know."

Mei Wen suddenly revealed a hint of cunning, which was barely perceptible, but Mr. Wei could understand a little bit. She couldn't express her meaning fully, so she threw the rest of the problem onto him.

Her clear eyes were once again filled with surprise. Qu Han had no idea what was going on, he just knew that she wanted him to make a few false statements.

But it was the first time for him to do such a ridiculous thing as lying in front of all the students.

However, she had already given him instructions, both explicitly and implicitly, so how could he dare not obey...

If he is truly ruthless, I'm afraid he won't even be allowed to enter my bed tonight.

Qu Hanjin solemnly cleared his throat, flicked his sleeves, and ordered the women around him to leave: "Everyone, please disperse. Qingluo has been with me the entire time. I can prove that this was not Qingluo's doing."

"As for why we are in the same side hall, considering the friendship between me and Qing Luo Zhiwen, you should understand."

It was impossible to say any more, and he walked down the stairs with a majestic figure, motioning for her to follow him.

As Mr. Wang walked away, the women in the corridors of the pavilion began to whisper to each other. After a while, they all thought that Miss Xu was being unreasonable.

The gentleman came forward to testify for Miss Chu, and no one dared to say anything more. They thought that Miss Xu was crying "stop thief" and deliberately putting the blame on others.

The more Song Yan thought about it, the more amused she found it. She looked over to the side and asked, as if to see a joke: "Is Miss Xu really framing me?"

Slowly expressing her suspicions, Mu Wanxian lowered her voice and whispered, "I think... maybe Miss Xu was jealous of Miss Chu, so she messed up Yawen herself and then framed..."

"Shut up, all of you!"

Xu Anyao was stunned on the spot, his whole body trembling: "It was the master who was covering for me, it was the master who..."

No one can criticize the gentleman, inside or outside this palace. If anyone says that the gentleman is wrong, he will probably have no place to stand.

"You even say that the gentleman is shielding and protecting her..." Upon hearing this, a girl sighed, shook her head, and left indifferently.

"Hasn't she had enough of General Sun's lesson last time..."

The cold winter has arrived, the branches and leaves are covered with frost, and most of the colorful flowers in the garden have fallen, leaving only a few red plum blossoms blooming proudly.

Unconsciously, she followed the master back to the side hall and watched Fu Guang respectfully retreat to the side. Chu Qingluo was still thinking about the scene just now, lowered her head and suddenly laughed softly.

Miss Xu must be furious...