A familiar and steady male voice sounded behind Ming Luo. She turned around excitedly and saw that it was Ye Zhihan!
"Ye Zhihan! Why are you here? Where is this? Where is Pang Tao?" Ming Luo asked a lot of questions at once.
"We should have entered an illusion, but this illusion seems a little abnormal." Ye Zhihan frowned slightly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the environment he was in.
Only then did Ming Luo notice that Ye Zhihan was wearing a bright red wedding dress that was totally inconsistent with his temperament. His flowing black hair was combed into a meticulous style, but there was not a trace of joy on his body, and his frosty blue eyes were full of coldness.
Just when Mingluo was puzzled, an old woman dressed as a nanny came out from the backyard and stood between Mingluo and Ye Zhihan. She looked at Mingluo angrily, not hiding the disgust on her face.
"Mr. Qiu, today is your big day, so don't meet with irrelevant people."
Mingluo: Master Qiu???
It seems that not only Ming Luo has become Miss Meng, but Ye Zhihan also has a corresponding identity.
As she spoke, the old woman pulled Ye Zhihan towards the backyard. When they passed the intersection, she turned back and gave Ming Luo a glare, making Ming Luo look like a plague god.
"Ye Zhihan!" Ming Luo wanted to follow, but was stopped by a group of male servants with fierce looks.
Ye Zhihan looked back at Mingluo and mouthed the words "act according to circumstances".
If he wanted to understand why the two of them came here, it seemed that only by experiencing these things personally could he get a glimpse of the clues. Ming Luo had no choice but to return to his seat and eat pastries in a depressed mood.
The little maid Wutong carefully observed Mingluo's expression, fearing that she would punish herself again out of moodiness. However, after watching for a long time, Mingluo still didn't say a word, but handed her another piece of delicious dessert.
"This one tastes good to me, you should have some too." After saying that, Ming Luo used his eyes to explore the surrounding environment, wondering what he was thinking.
"Thank you, Miss..." Wutong was about to kneel down to express his gratitude, but was stopped by Mingluo again.
Ming Luo imagined the scene of Ye Zhihan getting married, and she found it a little hard to accept. After thinking about it, she still felt that according to the plan of the Meng family, it was most appropriate to take the route of kidnapping the bride. After all, Ye Zhihan was her most important supporter and friend in the Suma Continent. How could she let him marry someone else as Mr. Qiu?
Mingluo decided to get more information out of Wutong first, so she handed Wutong another cup of drink, which she tasted quite sweet, and said, "Tell me the story of me and Mr. Qiu."
Wutong looked doubtful, but still told everything she knew respectfully—
It turns out that the eldest lady was born to practice martial arts and is a powerful female demon from a prominent family. In comparison, Mr. Qiu looks extremely shabby. He is a tree demon with mediocre qualifications and an average family background. To some extent, he is on the same level as the little maid Wutong.
Although there is a huge gap between the two families, the spoiled and willful eldest daughter just likes the gentle and kind Mr. Qiu. When she rescued Mr. Qiu from the cliff, she fell in love with him at first sight. From then on, she was deeply in love with him and launched a strong offensive against Mr. Qiu.
When a gentle boy meets a fiery girl, Mr. Qiu is quickly captured by the young lady's intense offensive and plunges into a turbulent love with her.
So the two of them secretly decided to spend their lives together. The eldest daughter even gave Mr. Qiu the sword that she had carried with her since she was a child. Mr. Qiu also turned his endless love into a warm current and poured it into the eldest daughter.
In fact, Wutong knew why Mr. Qiu suddenly distanced himself from the eldest lady. Once, she sneaked out to help the eldest lady inquire about the news, and accidentally saw the butler obeying the master's orders to pay a visit to Mr. Qiu. She made a quick decision and transformed herself into a paulownia tree, hiding her figure in the yard.
Wutong heard the butler first say all the nice things to Mr. Qiu, then use his authority to pressure him, and finally stuff a thick stack of envelopes into Mr. Qiu's hand. Only then did he leave with satisfaction.
Ming Luo knew the general plot after hearing this. Isn't this just a super melodramatic script of a rich lady falling in love with a poor boy? Even if both of them are monsters, even if the lady is a hero who saves the boy, it is still the same old story.
"Is there money in the envelope?" Ming Luo asked with disdain. What era is this? Are they still acting out a love drama between people from different social classes?
Wutong shook his head and replied, "My dear Miss, the envelope contains the contract."
Ming Luo was shocked. Fine, just treat it as a melodramatic drama specially prepared for the demon world where a young lady falls in love with a poor boy.
It turns out that before the eldest lady fell in love with Mr. Qiu, she had already made an engagement with a big boss of the demon clan. The housekeeper handed the marriage contract to Mr. Qiu in order to make him give up.
However, Mr. Qiu did not agree to give up this relationship at first. He felt that the power of love could overcome all difficulties and obstacles, and he was willing to give his life for the eldest lady.
But the housekeeper waved his hands in disdain, saying that no one cared about the life of a little tree demon like Mr. Qiu. What everyone cared about from beginning to end was only the eldest daughter of the Meng family. She was a gifted genius in cultivation and the legal wife of a certain boss since childhood.
The housekeeper then threatened Master Qiu, "If the young lady really abandons her engagement and elopes for love, she will offend a powerful figure in the entire demon clan. His methods are much more ruthless than those of the Meng family."
As he spoke, the butler hinted to Mr. Qiu about the miserable fate that the eldest lady would face after unilaterally breaking off the engagement.
Wutong said this, then raised her eyes and looked at Mingluo's expression carefully. When she reported the situation to the eldest lady yesterday, the eldest lady smashed everything in the room in anger, and scolded her for not telling her the truth earlier, causing her to mistakenly believe that Mr. Qiu had fallen in love with someone else. With her ability, even if she broke off the engagement, what would it matter? The big boss in the demon world would not kill her. It would just make her life a little harder. But as long as she could be with Mr. Qiu, what did it matter if life was difficult?
Afterwards, the eldest lady squatted in the house and cried for a long time. Finally, she decided to take Wutong to the vicinity of Qiu Mansion overnight, intending to forcibly snatch the bride and take Mr. Qiu back the next day.
What Wutong found strange was that today's young lady was so different from the usual young ladies. Now she was eating snacks as if nothing had happened, which made Wutong look like a storyteller. The stories she told were just appetizers for Mingluo, and were completely different from the tragic love story that made her furious yesterday.
Seeing Mingluo didn't react, Wutong added, "After seeing the contract, Master Qiu covered his chest and sighed deeply. He seemed to want to tear it up, but stopped himself in time. He ended up kneeling in the courtyard for several hours without moving. When he looked up, I saw that his eyes were bloodshot and his face was covered with dried tears."
Ming Luo silently equated Mr. Qiu with a romantic, and the eldest daughter with a fool. She was already engaged but still went out to flirt with men. Isn't this just looking for trouble?
But when she thought about her current identity as a young lady, and her most important supporter Ye Zhihan was Mr. Qiu, she had to stop wanting to watch the fun.
Ming Luo drank the drink in his cup in one gulp, then patted the food residue on his body and stood up, "Let's go, the wedding is about to begin, it's our turn to go out."
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