Chapter 142: She Wants to Make the Dog Tyrant Lose His Love



Si Muqiao opened the bundle angrily, and after seeing what was inside, his rage grew even more.

Good, very good.

The dog tyrant, this dog coin man, is so petty that he deserves death.

Not only did she ask An Yi to give her some harsh words, she also packed all her luggage and had An Yi deliver it to her.

The bag contained her clothes, shoes, toiletries, snacks, etc.

This is clearly an attempt to draw a clear line between them and her, and to ask her to get out with her things.

He also said that if she dared to go back to the villa and get close to them, he would hold the Si family accountable.

Ha, ha ha!

Men, what kind of shit are you?

Fortunately, she had previously thought that the dog tyrant was good-looking, wholeheartedly caring about the people, and a pretty good person.

I was also thinking that after I get back, I would make full use of her cooking skills and make some delicious food for the dog tyrant.

Just him? Eat shit!

Is it suitable?

If true, she shouldn't treat the dog tyrant as a human being!

If there is no man in your heart, you will become a god when you draw your sword!

She announced that from now on, the dog tyrant would be a stumbling block on her road to success!

"Miss Arya, there is another letter here."

Seeing a letter fall out when Si Muqiao was rummaging through his bag, Xu Wei picked it up and handed it over.

Si Muqiao took the letter and opened it.

It turned out that the letter was written to her by Feng Liuyu.

The letter first greeted her, then praised her for her ability as a woman and then asked her to pay more attention and take good care of herself.

It was then mentioned that the Dog Tyrant planned to pray for rain at the Vientiane Tower three days later.

He also said that if he could not pray for rain at the end of the epidemic, he would issue an edict of repentance to the world.

Feng Liuyu meant to ask her to persuade the dog tyrant not to be so impulsive.

It is said that the edict of repentance is not a good thing. Once issued, it may endanger the throne of the dog tyrant.

There will also be many people who will jump out and torture the dog tyrant in various ways.

After reading the letter, Si Muqiao sneered and then spoke.

"An Yi, wait a moment. I'll write a reply letter and you can take it back."

"Oh." After an "oh", he stood there holding the sword straight, like a little poplar.

Si Muqiao picked up the pen and began to write a reply to Feng Liuyu.

Her point was concise and to the point. She thought praying for rain was feasible and she strongly supported it.

Let Mr. Feng not say too much.

In addition, she also deliberately made a few remarks to sow discord.

What it means is that although Your Majesty trusts Lord Feng, Lord Feng still has to stick to his heart (although Your Majesty is your partner, you should not be too pretentious).

Your Majesty is Your Majesty after all (the emperor’s mind is hard to predict).

Lord Feng, just do your best (just be a good lover of His Majesty).

Don't bother your Majesty (don't protest against your Majesty's request for rain, as this will make your Majesty unhappy).

His Majesty once said these words to me (His Majesty once said to me that he doesn’t want you to interfere in his official affairs, otherwise he will find you annoying).

I burned this letter after reading it, for fear of giving others a chance to criticize me (I burned it after reading it, for fear of exposing myself for sowing discord).

Humph, the dog tyrant told her to get lost, and she didn’t want to let the dog tyrant have an easy time.

Support Qingliu CP?

Knock his grandma’s leg.

She is now going to break up the couple with her bare hands!

She wants to make the dog tyrant lose his loved one and be heartbroken!

A man as brilliant and glorious as Feng Liuyu is not worthy of a dog tyrant!

The sooner the better!

She believed that Feng Liuyu would definitely feel uncomfortable after reading her letter which was intended to sow discord.

He would feel that his beloved Majesty did not trust him and disliked his meddling in other people's affairs.

Then, Feng Liuyu will definitely have a quarrel with the dog tyrant.

After a lot of quarrels, you might end up breaking up.

hey-hey.

After finishing writing, Si Muqiao read it again, then sealed the letter and handed it over.

"An Yi, be sure to hand this letter to Lord Feng in person. Remember, it can only be given to him personally."

"Yes." An nodded.

"Wait a moment, I'll write a letter to Master Rong as well."

After saying that, Simuqiao picked up a pen and drew a pig's head on the left side of the paper and a turtle on the right side.

The pig head and the turtle both had hands, holding knives in their hands, sharpening them and pointing them towards the middle.

As for the middle, there is a Q version of Murong Qingli crying.

Humph, Murong Qingli is a pig, Murong Qingli is a turtle bastard.

She wanted Pighead and Turtle Bastard to represent justice and kill that bastard Murong Qingli with a knife.

After finishing the drawing and sealing it, Si Muqiao handed the letter to An Yi.

"Remember, this is for Master Rong. It's marked on it. Don't send it to the wrong person."

"Oh." An nodded, took the letter, and flew away.

He first went to Murong Qingli's study and handed Murong Qingli the letter to Young Master Rong that Si Muqiao had specifically instructed him to write.

After hearing Murong Qingli asking him to leave, An Yi walked towards Feng Liuyu's yard again.

Since he had promised Lady Sima to personally deliver the letter to Lord Feng, he would definitely do what he said.

At this moment, in Feng Liuyu's room.

He was taking a bath in the tub.

After running outside for so long, he felt really tired.

Suddenly, the window was gently pushed open, and a man in guard uniform came straight towards his neck with a sword.

Someone is trying to assassinate him, the imperial envoy!

Feng Liuyu's expression changed and his pupils shrank slightly.

Just as he was about to shout, he saw An Yi, who was beside His Majesty, falling from the sky and subduing the assassinating guard in just a few moves.

"Master Feng, this is the reply letter from Miss Erya."

"Well, okay, thank you. Please put it on the table first." Feng Liuyu pointed to the table next to him.

"Miss Si has instructed my subordinates to deliver it to you personally." An Yi said seriously.

"Well... okay, give it to me." Feng Liuyu reached his hand out of the bathtub.

An Yi handed the letter to him, and only when he saw Feng Liuyu holding the letter himself did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then Sir Feng, please continue to take a bath. I will not disturb you for now. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Feng Liuyu said, and started to open the letter.

Then, An Yi, who had already flown out of the window, suddenly appeared at the window in the shape of an upside-down bat and asked.

"Master Feng, should I take this assassin away or leave him here?"

"Stay here, I'll interrogate you later."

Feng Liuyu was startled by his upside-down face and the sudden voice, and the letter in his hand fell into the bathtub unexpectedly.

He quickly reached out and scooped it up, opening it for inspection.

But I can only see a few words that are not blurred.

"Support? Stick to your original intention?"

"I understand. It turns out that Siming is the one who understands Your Majesty the best."

"What she meant was that your majesty requested rain, which was your majesty's original intention to express his love for the people."

"We must support His Majesty and let His Majesty stick to his love for the people."

"As long as you are sincere, you will be able to move God and obtain rain."

"It turns out that I am not as clear-headed as Simian."

"Your Majesty is so lucky to have a woman like Lady Si by your side!"

In Murong Qingli's study.

When he unfolded the letter that Si Muqiao had sent him, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Guo Fu, come and see what Lady Si means by this."

"Is she cursing me as a pig, a turtle, and a bastard?"

"That's impossible, Your Majesty. You have misunderstood." Guo Fu's heart skipped a beat and he spoke subconsciously.

If he dares to agree, he will be doomed.

"Did I understand it wrongly? Then tell me, what does this painting mean?" Murong Qingli sneered.

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