Chapter 3 She has such sharp eyes!

Qiao Beichen decided not to give this gold medal to her.

Qiao Niannian has such sharp eyes! She

is particularly sensitive to shiny things.

She saw the gold medal in Qiao Beichen's hand at first sight.

[What is it? What is it? What is it that caught my eye? Let me take a closer look. Oh, it turns out that it is the big gold medal given to me by my super handsome third brother!]

The little girl's eyes were shining, and Qiao Beichen teased her.

"I originally wanted to give a gold medal to my little sister, but now I think it's too vulgar. Forget it, I won't give it to you."

Qiao Beichen said as he waved the big gold medal in front of Qiao Niannian.

Qiao Niannian caught Qiao Beichen's attention, and her eyes followed the gold medal back and forth, and she was still thinking in her mind.

[Third brother, when I was three years old, I went to a fortune teller and they said that I lacked gold in my horoscope. This big gold medal is perfect for me! Really.]

Qiao Beichen had already laughed in his heart, but he still pretended that he hadn't heard anything, and said with disgust.

"Alright! Your eyes are about to pop out, here it is, here it is."

"You have to carry it with you, understand?"

Qiao Niannian took the gold medal and nodded vigorously regardless of what Qiao Beichen said.

She weighed it in her hand without leaving any trace, and her little face was full of joy.

[This big gold medal must be at least half a pound, it's rich.]

She opened her mouth and was about to leave a mark on it.

Qiao Beichen quickly covered Qiao Niannian's mouth.

"My dear, this has been blessed. You can't bite it."

Qiao Niannian raised her eyebrows, carefully examined the gold medal for a while, and came to a conclusion.

[My silly third brother, you have been fooled. This is just an ordinary piece of gold. At most, it looks good, but there is no magic blessing at all. ]

[I guess they think you are stupid and rich, so it's easy to fool you. ]

Qiao Beichen was not convinced.

The master is the Taoist priest of Qingyang Temple, how could he fool him? I don't know anything and can't believe his ideas at all.

"Okay, you have a good rest, third brother has something to go out."

Qiao Niannian looked at Qiao Beichen leaving and shook her head helplessly.

[Third brother is such a bright young man, no wonder even the maid wants to seduce him, but third brother seems to be only thirteen! She is so young, I don’t know if her hair has fully grown...】

Qiao Beichen’s steady steps suddenly staggered.

Fortunately, he was quick and held onto the door frame.

This girl, what is in her head? He is no longer a child, he has grown up.

Qiao Beichen suddenly felt that being able to hear the thoughts of his little sister was not necessarily a good thing.

He resisted the urge to go back and beat her up, and left with a dark face.

Mrs. Huo drank a bowl of soup brought back by her son, and asked the maid to go back and get more silver for Qiao Beichen, so that the boy would not go gambling again.

Qiao Beichen came out and greeted Mrs. Huo, then left with a gloomy face.

Mrs. Huo was puzzled: "She was fine when she went in to see her sister just now, why is she angry when she came out?"

The maids all shook their heads.

Mrs. Huo sighed.

Her son's heart was as unpredictable as the sea.

Qiao Beichen walked out of Qiao Niannian's room with a dark face, but his ears were red with shame.

He didn't pay attention to the road ahead and bumped into a maid.

Qiao Beichen subconsciously pushed the person away, and the maid fell to the ground.

When Qiao Beichen came to his senses, he found that it was the maid next to his mother, and his expression eased a lot.

"Are you okay?"

Chunmei tried to move her legs, and immediately frowned in pain: "Third Master, Chunmei's feet hurt so much, can you help me up?"

Qiao Beichen was just about to help her up when he thought of his younger sister's words, that a maid was trying to seduce him.

Qiao Beichen looked at Chunmei carefully, and he really saw something wrong. Chunmei's posture when she fell was a bit strange. When

ordinary people fall, they fall directly to the ground, without any beauty.

Chunmei was different. The movement of falling to the ground seemed to be slowed down. She didn't look staggering when she fell to the ground, but instead showed all the curves of her body.

When Chunmei half stood up, she accidentally pressed down her clothes and tore open the collar. From the angle he looked over, he could just see a hint of white on her shoulder.

Qiao Beichen looked a little ugly. There are not so many careless and deliberate things in the world.

He simply called the maid who was trimming the flowers and plants not far away.

"Come here and help her up."

After saying that, he walked around Chunmei.

The maid who was trimming the flowers and plants was only about eight or nine years old. She was hiding in the flowers just now and Chunmei didn't see her.

The little maid didn't think much about it and raised her hand to help Chunmei, but Chunmei dodged away with disgust.

"It's so dirty, get up, I can get up by myself."

After saying that, she climbed up by herself, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Chunmei straightened her clothes, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. This third young master was too ignorant of sympathy for women. She fell down, but he didn't even help her.

Chunmei was unhappy. Seeing that the rough maid next to her was still standing there without moving, she immediately used her as a punching bag.

"What are you looking at? Don't tell anyone about what happened today, or I'll complain to Aunt Liu. If you don't work hard, I'll punish you with a stick."

The little maid was a rough maid, and she didn't dare to confront Chunmei, a second-class maid, and went back to work immediately.

Chunmei looked at the silly little maid, rolled her eyes and left.

As soon as the little maid returned, she saw the Third Young Master standing behind the bonsai. She was startled and bowed her head in a hurry.

"Third, Third Young Master!"

Qiao Beichen stared at Chunmei's leaving eyes, his eyes cold: "Don't tell anyone about what happened today."

The maid hurriedly responded, waited for a while without any response, and raised her head again, but Qiao Beichen was no longer there.

The maid breathed a sigh of relief. The Third Young Master's expression just now was really terrifying.

She shouldn't have heard anything she shouldn't have heard!

She wouldn't be silenced, would she?

The maid had heard many stories about house fighting from Madam Liu. It seemed that the more she knew, the more dangerous she would be.

What to do?

She seemed to know a lot!

Qiao Niannian practiced in the house for an hour and slowly exhaled.

She pinched her fingers, and a little spiritual power appeared at her fingertips, looming.

With this little spiritual power, it was difficult to lift the quilt, let alone destroy the wooden box on the beam from a distance.

[It's over, it seems that I am really going to die young.]

Mrs. Huo was sitting next to her daughter. She was speechless when she heard her daughter say this.

At this moment, Shi Liu came back with a cloak.

Mrs. Huo sat up straight immediately.

After Shi Liu entered the room, Mrs. Huo asked two second-class maids in the room to guard the door. The two maids immediately turned around and went out, and considerately helped to close the door. After Shi

Liu and others left, Mrs. Huo walked forward and knelt on the ground with a "thump": "Madam, the things in the wooden box are under the cloak, it, it..."

Mrs. Huo lifted the cloak, revealing a blood-stained scarecrow underneath.

The scarecrow was pierced with silver needles all over its body, with a weird expression. It was wearing a small dragon robe, which was now full of holes.

Mrs. Huo turned over the scarecrow with shaking hands, and saw the emperor's eight characters written in blood on the back.

Mrs. Huo's hand shook, and the scarecrow almost fell to the ground, and her lips trembled.

"This, this is a forbidden technique..."

When Shi Liu saw this thing, she was also scared.

If this is discovered, the Marquis' Mansion will be finished.

"Madam, there is a talisman on the box. I have seen that talisman before. It is a blood curse in the witchcraft. It is extremely cold and vicious. I took the initiative to replace the talisman with the amulet you asked for the young lady."

Mrs. Huo nodded: "You did a good job."

"The person behind this is really meticulous. Once this thing is discovered, I will really have no excuse."

Not only is there a blood curse, a dragon robe scarecrow, and the emperor's horoscope, but even the handwriting on the scarecrow is the same as hers.

Even she herself can't tell whether it was written by her.

If her daughter hadn't reminded her, she might really have to be buried in two days.

Qiao Niannian, lying on the bed, stretched her neck to see clearly what Shi Liu had wrapped.

[Oh! Isn't this the witchcraft that mother used to plot against the emperor on the beam of her house?]

[Mother actually found out? Oh my God, I'm so lucky, I don't have to force myself anymore.]

After waking up, Qiao Niannian became anxious again.

[Mother, hurry up and burn the things!]

Qiao Niannian has learned a truth from watching TV since she was a child, that you have to do things quickly. If you are slow, not only will things be delayed, but they will also be easily reversed, especially since her family is full of villains. Reminded

by her daughter, Mrs. Huo immediately asked Shi Liu to bring the brazier. She was relieved when she saw the scarecrow burned cleanly.

[Mother, cloak, there are still blood stains on the cloak! If you don't hurry up and clean it up, dad will be here soon.]