"I don't quite understand this." The man bowed slightly, his face respectful. "You are also the Marshal's son, and she is his sister. You are a perfect match. If you like her, why not let Madam Zhou come and propose marriage?"
Why use force?
The man's eyes were fixed on Tu Qingyu the entire time. "What do you know? Back then, my father and Yi Zhiyuan were fighting for the control of a continent. Yi Zhiyuan resorted to underhanded tactics and took over the continent in advance.
That’s why my father had to stay in Yuesong, which is not as prosperous.”
They were both great generals, but he knew that the power in his father's hands was far less powerful than Yi Zhiyuan's.
The man hesitated for a moment and said, "But, there is no need to use force. That is to say, what if Marshal Yi is angered..." After all, Marshal Zhou's power is not as great as Marshal Yi's.
"Let's wait and see. What means I use will ultimately depend on the beauty's character." In fact, he still didn't believe that Yi Zhiyuan, such a cold-blooded and rational man, would turn against another force for a sister he found halfway.
He had also heard about the Qinglong Gang some time ago.
It is said that the Qinglong Gang attempted to kidnap his sister, but who knows what is going on?
Isn’t the miserable end of those officials the best proof?
Sister is just an excuse, the real purpose is to exclude dissidents.
Sun Yixia watched him leave and said, "I know that man. He seems to be from the next province. He is the son of an official next door."
"It's okay." Tang Zigu comforted Tu Qingyu, "You are the Marshal's sister, so what if you offend him?"
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Of course she heard the conversation between the two disgusting men. Since they wanted to come, then they could come.
Let her see what he can do.
As the dance was drawing to a close, Liu Jiajia came over and said, "My dad said there's a new show lined up in the dance hall. Are you interested in checking it out?"
Tang Zigu and Sun Yixia looked at Tu Qingyu. It was obvious that they wanted to go and asked Tu Qingyu's opinion.
"Okay." Tu Qingyu stood up, "Let's go and take a look."
I should be able to see her cheap sister there.
Since she was willing to go, there was naturally nothing Mr. Liu Wu could object to.
When she set out for the dance hall, she also saw the man's appearance.
He is indeed a little better looking than that pockmarked guy, but too feminine, like a thin dog.
The ballroom had been cleared long ago and was decorated similarly to a dance venue, except for the addition of tables, chairs, and a stage.
After arriving, Uncle Liu Wu said that they were all young people and left tactfully.
She was placed in the front and center, with the host Liu Jiajia on her left and her new friend Sun Yixia on her right.
To the left of Liu Jiajia are the two men who just spoke.
The first program was a love song sung by Bai Moli, the mainstay of the dance hall.
The voice is clear and has a hint of temptation. The sound and song are very retro and are really worth stopping and listening to.
After she finished singing a song, another person came up with a dancer.
The dance at that time was actually nothing good to look at. The costumes were exaggerated and the movements were just the same.
But the people are all very beautiful, and the singer in the front is also very nice.
Throughout the entire performance, her cheap sister was nowhere to be seen.
That's right, she has only been arrested for a few days and has never learned singing or dancing at home, so she definitely can't go on stage so soon.
Liu Jiajia turned around and spoke to her, "What do you think, Miss Tu?"
"It's very beautiful." Tu Qingyu nodded. She appreciated the singing and dancing at that time.
At this time, Zhou Yuanming, who was standing next to him, also looked over with an ambiguous smile in his eyes, "But these dozens of people on the stage combined are not even half as good as Miss Yi."
"If Miss Yi is willing to go up and sing a song..."
Before he could finish his words, Tu Qingyu looked over with a cold and indifferent gaze.
That beautiful face, coupled with the cold eyes, made his breath stop for a moment.
His heart was beating rapidly, as if out of control, a feeling he had never experienced before.
When he came to his senses, the beauty who made his heart flutter was pointing a gun at him.
His breathing became rapid. He stood up, walked to Tu Qingyu, stretched out his hand to grab the gun, and pulled it to his heart, "Come on, shoot here."
"Is this the gun Marshal Yi gave you?" He slowly squatted down. "I heard you just returned to the Marshal's Mansion a while ago? Can you shoot?"
He liked the feeling of confrontation and he bet that Tu Qingyu would not shoot.
Unfortunately, the beauty opposite him curled her lips, then pulled out a gun and put it against his shoulder.
He looked so relaxed, as if he hadn't exerted any effort at all.
"you……"
"Bang--!"
"ah--!!"
"ah!!"
Gunshots and screams rang out at the same time, and the people on the stage began to run around. The rich young men sitting below were all frightened and their faces turned pale.
Zhou Yuanming's eyes widened and he shouted louder than anyone else.
After being unable to believe it, he collapsed while holding his shoulder.
Fortunately, the manager of the dance hall is experienced and quick to respond.
He quickly stood up with his men, "What are you panicking about? Stand still!"
"Quick! Call a doctor! No, don't call a doctor, use the car and take Mr. Zhou to the hospital quickly."
"No—no—" Zhou Yuanming's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and supported the people around him to slowly stand up.
He half-bowed, his eyes fixed on Tu Qingyu, "Good, really, very good!"
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She said innocently, "Isn't this what you asked for?"
She hadn't heard such a humble request for a long time, so of course she had to satisfy it.
"Heh." He twitched his lips, his eyes full of sinister intent, "Indeed, as expected... she's his sister, she's truly cruel!"
The pockmarked man next to him supported him, his face full of worry, "Stop talking, let's go to the hospital first."
"I'll remember you." He stared at her and spoke word by word, "I admire your temper. I hope you can always be so tough."
"You don't need to worry about that. Remember, my last name is Tu, Tu Qingyu."
After saying that, she took out the handkerchief she carried with her and carefully wiped the place he had just touched.
After everyone was carried out, everyone except Tang Zigu and Sun Yixia looked at her in fear.
The performers on the stage also huddled together.
After sending the person out, the manager looked at Tu Qingyu and said awkwardly, "He is the son of Marshal Zhou. I heard that he came here to attend university. You..."
"Didn't he yell?" She put away the gun. "He told me to shoot him in the heart, but I was afraid I'd kill him, so to satisfy his weird quirk, I even shot him in the shoulder."
Tang Zigu, who was standing nearby, immediately reacted and said, "Yeah, he was so scary. He grabbed our Qingyu's hand and told her to shoot. She scared us."
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