Su Qingyu sat down opposite him and poured herself a glass.
Mr. Zhou stared at Su Qingyu for a moment, as if with an inquiring look.
But Su Qingyu's face was nothing but frank.
Mr. Zhou's suspicions about Su Qingyu had mostly dissipated.
"After entering the palace, I will cooperate with the Third Madam. I hope to hear Concubine Su admit in person that she was the one who killed my daughter."
Su Qingyu nodded and replied, "Of course. Not only will I make her admit it, I'll also make her explain why."
Mr. Zhou said, "I don't care what her reason is for killing my daughter. No matter what the reason is, as long as she kills my daughter, she has no need to live."
Su Qingyu suddenly realized. No wonder Mr. Zhou in his previous life didn't say a word after entering the room and started to attack directly.
Because he was convinced at that time that she was the one who killed Zhou Tong, so he didn't even give her a chance to defend herself.
And what Su Xiangling said to Mr. Zhou today might have been said by Shen Zhao and Cheng Rujin in their previous lives.
Thinking of the rumors about the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix in the palace today, and the koi fish that Su Xiangling had helped the Concubine Xian regain her favor, Su Qingyu said again, "Sir, don't come to the palace in vain. Do me a favor when the time comes."
The two talked in the private room for about a quarter of an hour, and then Mr. Zhou got up and left.
Su Qingyu ordered people to clear away the tea, and ordered a few dishes, planning to have lunch here.
Suddenly I heard the guy passing by the door say.
"Don't let any more guests up to the third floor. Elder Chen and Elder Shen are having their meal there."
"Bring a few more plates of milk-based desserts. The girls who come to drink and sing will like them."
Pearl glanced at her wife cautiously.
Seeing that Su Qingyu's expression did not change, she was elegantly holding a crispy fried small yellow croaker and chewing it.
"Madam, shall we go...shall we go back home soon?"
Zhenzhu wanted to ask if they wanted to go and take a look, but then she realized that it was not polite to say so, so she changed her mind.
After a long while, Su Qingyu put down the fish bones she had chewed clean and wiped her fingers with a handkerchief.
"This fish is fried well. Bring some for Miss San when you leave."
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