Jealousy (11)
The aftereffects of the autumn outing lasted for four days, and Song Shu was in a coma for four days.
It was very strange to say that, apart from giving him unpalatable meals, Bo Wen had not engaged in any sexual harassment like he did that day in the past few days.
Probably because Bo Wen was busy looking for someone.
Song Shu learned from Shui Lan that Bo Wen had visited the place where his adopted sons lived a few days ago and checked the files one by one, as if he was looking for someone.
Song Shu had no idea that his past had been exposed and that he was almost penniless, but he still nodded indifferently on the surface, feeling secretly happy in his heart.
Now Bo Wen has no time to take care of him.
Without Bo Wen to keep an eye on him, Song Shu's lazy life became much more comfortable, but he would think of Alice more often.
Song Shu is the prince's teacher and needs to teach them, but as usual there is a seven-day holiday after the autumn outing, and Song Shu cannot see Alice for seven days.
More importantly, he could no longer rely on drawing Alice to ease his longing.
Because one day when Song Shu was slacking off in his study, he discovered that all the Alice drawings he had made in the drawer were gone - more than forty of them had been taken away!
Song Shu's first reaction: Which rival is so cunning that he stole all my Alice?
At first, Song Shu suspected that it was Bo Wen who did it. After all, Bo Wen had been acting strangely for the past few days and looked at him with a creepy expression from time to time. But two days later, Bo Wen told him that a traitor servant had found and taken away a stack of drawing papers when cleaning his study. After checking, there were about forty sheets of paper.
This exactly matches the number of drawings that Song Shu lost.
Bo Wen said that the traitor was still being tracked down, and asked Song Shu whether the stack of papers was important.
This made Song Shu sweat coldly. He pretended to be calm and shook his head, "It's not important, it's just a magic circle I drew casually."
"Oh?" Bowen's expression became meaningful. "When did you become so diligent?"
He wasn't this lazy before, was he?
Song Shu finally understood why 555 always laughed at him, and now he also wanted to laugh at Bo Wen.
Unfortunately, 555 dared to laugh, but he didn't. He could only say dryly: "I drew it for fun because I was bored."
Bo Wen looked at him meaningfully again and didn't ask any more questions.
After this incident, Song Shu didn't dare to draw Alice anymore. He could only draw secretly from Bo Wen when he was free. After finishing the drawing, he was afraid that Bo Wen would see it, so he threw the drawing into the fire and burned it like a guilty thief.
A remote corner in the ancient house garden is Song Shu’s holy place for burning paintings.
White smoke curled up as Song Shu threw the bills in one by one with a sad face.
555: [If you don’t know, you might think you are summoning spirits. ]
Song Shu once again threw a piece of drawing paper into the fire with a sad face, and pretended to speak in a low voice: "Resurrection, my love!"
After saying this, 555 didn't laugh, but he himself was extremely happy. He danced and swung his hands on the spot for a long time.
555: [.]
Understand, it is said that mentally retarded children are more joyful.
After burning that small pile, Song Shu clapped his hands and stood up. Unexpectedly, he ran into Qing Xiao who was standing in another corner.
I have to mention here that the garden is very remote, and the holy place for burning paintings chosen by Song Shu is even more remote.
What is Qingxiao doing here?
There was a forest as far as the eye could see all around them, and the dense bushes between the two of them were growing in disorder. The breeze brought the smell of moist earth after the rain, and a hint of burnt paper.
Song Shu was wearing only a simple white shirt and black pants, revealing only her porcelain-white wrists and ankles. Her long, black, shiny hair was not tied up, but fell on her shoulders and neck.
He stood in a sea of green, with all the flowers serving as embellishments.
Qing Xiao was stunned.
The simple white shirt and black pants are enough to make people look away.
Qing Xiao couldn't help but look at the red mole between Song Shu's distant eyebrows.
The red dot was inconspicuous, just above the left eye, and was sometimes covered by the playful bangs, but Qingxiao could see it every time.
He wondered, was Song Shu a monster in the forest? Otherwise, how could she appear here? Maybe he was dreaming? Only in dreams could he have such a close connection with Song Shu.
Qing Xiao was completely stunned.
Song Shu also wanted to ask - is Qing Xiao an NPC that randomly respawns in the forest? How did he run into her now?
It wouldn't matter if they met by chance, but Song Shu thought that what he was doing was sneaky, so naturally he didn't want others to know.
What if Qingxiao complains to Bo Wen?
Song Shu decided to strike first.
He looked over coldly, trying to suppress Qing Xiao with his eyes, "What are you doing here?"
Song Shu's words were abrupt, and the birds in the west of the forest were startled and flew away. Qing Xiao seemed to wake up from a dream, as if she had just come to her senses, and put her hands behind her back in panic.
The whole process was dragging and full of unnecessary actions. It can be said that Song Shu saw everything he should have seen and also everything he shouldn't have seen.
“………”
This made Song Shu remember what the plot was about - it was part of Shui Lian's plan to murder him.
In Shui Lian's plan, if she wanted to lead so many adopted sons away from the ancient house, she could only create an unprecedented commotion to attract the guards and servants of the ancient house.
This great commotion is the fire.
As mentioned earlier, Shui Lian was a child with good talent for magic, so when he was sent to the study for training, Shui Lian had to "endure humiliation" and secretly learn magic with the help of the magic books in the study, and thus came into contact with a magic called Evil Fire Array.
The evil fire array can generate evil fire that looks like ordinary fire. It only takes a little spark to ignite the entire array. Ordinary water cannot extinguish the evil fire array. The evil fire array must be extinguished with special ice magic.
So the plan to set up the evil fire array against Song Shu began.
Shui Lian drew many magic circles and asked trustworthy people to set up the circles in a remote place in the old house.
In order to increase the chance of successful escape, Shui Lian seduced the Duke. After the Duke and he came to the fire site, he imprisoned the Duke with a restraining magic, and then used a fire magic to ignite the evil fire array that had been set up long ago. Finally, he pretended to be ignorant and ran out of the forest, crying and complaining that the forest had caught fire accidentally and the Duke was still in the center of the forest.
In the game's plot, Shui Lan's crying really attracted everyone to save the Duke, so Shui Lan and her adopted son escaped together in the chaos.
Song Shu looked around and couldn't help but mutter, "Wow, this place is really remote."
However, when playing the game, Song Shu felt that this plan was full of loopholes - Shui Lan could cast fire magic, but couldn't you, a great magician, cast ice magic to put out the fire? Being imprisoned doesn't mean you can't move, so why are you just standing there and acting out a sad drama?
Now that it was his turn, Song Shu felt that it was really a twisted logic. Such a plot was so good and simple, he just had to be a deaf and blind person.
In order for Shui Lian and the group of elite adopted sons to follow Alice and become her helpers, Song Shu will definitely send Shui Lian and the adopted sons out of the ancient house comfortably.
After thinking through the whole process, Song Shu looked at Qing Xiao with a much more loving look.
What adopted son? He is Alice’s right-hand man.
Qing Xiao, who was being stared at by him, was very nervous and flustered. Her chaotic heartbeat made her breathing quicken.
He was sure that Song Shu had just seen the magic circle in his hand. What would he answer if Song Shu asked him about it?
This is the first task his brother gave him. Is he going to mess up the first task?
This is everyone's plan. If something goes wrong on his end...
The more Qing Xiao thought about it, the more her body trembled, and her eyelashes quivered, "Father, Father..."
The young man in front of him had a cold expression, and his face was as straight as a sharp sword, capable of deciding life or death in the blink of an eye.
Qing Xiao's legs were so weak and his voice was already tinged with tears. He wanted to find an excuse, but he really couldn't think of how to explain why he was here.
With more and more cold sweat on her forehead and back, Qing Xiao was waiting for Song Shu's judgment in almost despair.
The young man slightly opened his thin lips, and Qing Xiao closed her eyes resignedly.
Song Shu's voice was still as cold, but it sounded warm: "It's not safe here, don't hang around here."
What…?
Qing Xiao was stunned.
After Song Shu finished speaking, he turned around and left, thinking deeply - how could this child be so careless, he saw it all. Now he can only pretend that he didn't see it. Really, I must not be so careless next time.
For the sake of his wife, he is truly righteous.
Song Shu shook his head solemnly, but after a while he started to giggle to his own amusement.
Hehehe, he is really a good husband to Alice!
555 turned his back and struck the wooden fish, unwilling to look at Song Shu, the fool, any longer.
………
Qing Xiao, who was left there, came out of her dazed state, finding it somewhat incredible.
Didn’t Song Shu see it?
How is it possible? How could Song Shu not see it? At that angle, he was almost stupid enough to stick the magic circle on Song Shu's face.
Qingxiao was sure, Song Shu's eyes swept over his hidden hand.
But Song Shu didn't say anything, just reminded him that it was very dangerous here and not to walk around casually.
Qing Xiao pursed her lips, her heart seemed to be poked by something soft, and she felt an indescribable throbbing and heaviness.
Didn't you see it? Or did you pretend not to see it?
………
Qing Xiao returned to her residence in a daze and saw Shui Lan packing her things.
Qingxiao vaguely realized that the date they had agreed to leave was not far away.
Shui Lian turned around when she heard the footsteps.
The place they lived in was similar to a small western-style house. Although the space and interior configuration were not as good as those of a small western-style house, in the more than ten years they lived there, Shuilian and Qingxiao gradually made the place cozy, and the small flowerbed in front of the house was also full of flowers.
Qingxiao stood at the door, with sunflowers facing the morning sun behind her.
The temperature is low in autumn, and the sunflowers are not blooming as well as in summer. Their leaves and petals are drooping listlessly.
Qing Xiao, with the backlight on, looked just like a sunflower, with its head drooping listlessly.
Shui Lian wiped her hands hastily and went over to him nervously: "What's wrong? Were you bullied outside?"
When they first moved here, Qingxiao was often bullied because of his appearance, and it was Shui Lan who stood in front of him and stood up for him.
"Brother..." Qing Xiao pursed her lips, her eyes a little red.
He wanted to share what happened today with his brother, but he thought of Shui Lan's hesitation to hide the truth from him at the door of the study, and also thought of Shui Lan's extreme attitude towards Song Shu...
Qing Xiao looked over and saw Shui Lian's expression was still worried about him as always, her eyes full of concern for him, but he somehow felt a little angry and a little subtly jealous.
Why didn't Shui Lan tell him? Was there something about such an intimate act that she couldn't let him know?
And could it be that Song Shu is not as bad as they say? Could it be that he has his own difficulties?
The more Qing Xiao thought about it, the more depressed he felt. He felt that he was not trusted.
The expression of his brother in front of him kept changing. Shui Lian became more and more worried, he was afraid that Qing Xiao was being bullied outside without telling him.
"Qing Xiao, what's wrong with you?"
Qing Xiao shook her head, looking somewhat reluctant and bitter: "Nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night, and I just fell outside."
He raised his scraped hand, and Shui Lian suddenly became nervous and pulled him over to sit down, took out disinfectant alcohol from the medicine box, and carefully wiped it for him.
Shui Lian said in a reproachful tone: "Why are you so careless?"
Qing Xiao's mouth flattened, and the inexplicable anger caused by Shui Lan's deception grew stronger and stronger. He said unhappily: "Wrestling was not my idea!"
Shui Lian felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, Qing Xiao. I swear to you. Days like this will soon be over, and soon we will be free."
Then what?
Do you want to kill your father?
Didn't you come out of your father's room a few days ago? Why can you say these words so calmly?
Qing Xiao stared at Shui Lian, but in the end did not ask. Because everything Shui Lian did was to protect him, and as the one being protected, he had no right to say such willful words.
After treating the wound, Qingxiao returned to her room in a depressed mood.
Shui Lan looked at Qing Xiao's back, hesitant to speak, and could not suppress the worry in her heart.
What happened to Qingxiao?
………
Song Shu had no idea about the twists and turns between the two brothers. He was now counting the days. Tomorrow would be the day he would teach the princes.
Song Shu happily chose clothes to wear for tomorrow so that she could go meet Alice in style.
He hadn't seen Alice for a week, which rounded up to seven autumns, seven years!
Seven years is enough for others to experience the seven-year itch, and yet he is still hated by Alice.
Song Shu: “…”
It hurts.
Song Shu relaxed for a while and sat down. The clothes in his hands no longer smelled good.
At the same time, a group of students wearing school uniforms gathered at the Magic Academy in the Royal Palace.
Although Song Shu was the prince's teacher, the prince had several study companions, who were also from aristocratic families. All in all, Song Shu had to teach more than a dozen people.
Gathered here now are a few study companions who came to clean up in advance.
"Have you heard? The Duke's steward has been looking for someone in the main city."
"I heard about it. It was quite a big deal. They even checked every compulsory magic school in the city."
The man who spoke at the beginning stopped, and the magic broom he was controlling also stopped. He took a look, threw a piece of talisman paper at random, and the broom continued to sweep.
He dove into the gossip with some excitement: "And they are looking for a child named Alice."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it seriously. Several students looked at each other and repeated his words: "Alice?"
"Yes, Alice!"
Someone asked cautiously: "Ai, Li, Si, Prince?"
The four people present were instantly silent, and all looked at Ellis who appeared behind him out of nowhere.
If we were to say which prince has the coldest temperament, it would probably be Prince Ellis.
Ellis was wearing the same uniform as them, but the same uniform had a different sense of sophistication on him.
His body is between that of a teenager and a young man, lean and tight. He wears a black and white suit with a fitted waist and a platinum chain hanging diagonally. His well-cut black pants highlight his slender figure.
Ellis seemed not to hear their gossipy conversation. She just took a book from the bookshelf and left without even glancing at them.
This made the gossip-loving readers breathe a sigh of relief.
…
When I walked out of the college, the sunset was approaching the horizon.
Ellis looked at the book in his hand with some annoyance.
What an annoyance, I got the wrong one.
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