MTL - The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts-Chapter 397 : i want him dead

A maid brought a cup of tea.

Jiang Fu stretched out his hand, lowered his eyes and began to pour tea, and told her about the Eighth Prince's affairs in the past few days.

"Oh my god, he is too vicious to actually ruin someone's face directly!" Song Yun opened her eyes wide, "Why is he so vicious, thanks to the fact that he talks and jokes with people every day, he is actually able to do it."

She turned her head to look at An Le who was sitting on the side, frowned and said, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"I used to have bad eyesight." An Le said calmly, "I made the eldest princess laugh."

Song Yun pursed her lips, seeing that Jiang Fu was still drinking tea, "If you want to drink tea, don't drink it at home, let's go out and drink it, isn't the teahouse outside talking about it now? Let's go and listen to it!"

Jiang Fu put her fingers on the teacup, and turned her head to look at Anle, she was afraid that going out and hearing those sad things would poke Anle.

An Le seemed to know what she was thinking, raised his eyes and smiled at her, and said very calmly, "Go out and listen, I'm fine."

"Is it really all right?"

"I've already let go."

Song Yun sat aside and looked over. An Le raised her eyes and met hers. Her eyes were clear and open, without any waves, as if she had completely let go.

This made Song Yun look a little different.

"I need to take a look over there." Song Yun said, "It's hard not to miss such a big happy event. After all, it was carefully arranged by Ah Fu."

"However, I don't know whether to ask or not to ask something."

"The eldest princess can ask whatever she wants." An Le's expression was still calm, her voice was very soft, without any sign of fear, "If you ask me and I think it's inappropriate to ask, then I don't answer you."

Song Yun: "?"

She paused for a moment before looking at An Le and asking, "Why did you ask Ah Fu to help you? It's not just to tell the world, it's as simple as you not chasing him from now on."

She couldn't believe that An Le let go of it so calmly.

After all, I have paid with my heart, and I have also paid with real money. If you say let it go, let it go, how is it possible.

"Of course not." An Le's tone was as calm as ever, her white fingertips were clearly touching the outer wall of the teacup, as if she was saying something very ordinary, "I want him to die."

"Or life is better than death."

Song Yun trembled.

Jiang Fu also trembled.

-

The three of them wore veiled hats to cover their faces, and entered the door of a restaurant in Yandu together.

In the lobby of the restaurant, the storyteller was talking about something exciting.

The gavel slapped:

"The money that Princess Anle sent to the Eighth Prince's Mansion these years is really like flowing water!"

"But His Highness the Eighth Prince didn't even look at her..."

The storyteller talked about Ji Yang, and the people sitting next to him also talked about it.

"The eighth prince has collected so much money from others, but he is not even willing to look at him, so why not accept money from others in the first place? You don't know how to eat people's mouths and take people's hands softly!"

"Hush, keep your voice down, do you know who you're talking about! His Highness the Eighth Prince is a member of the royal family, it's not something you and I can talk about."

"What are you afraid of? Now the whole Yandu is talking about this matter, and the law does not blame everyone. Could he kill us all? Besides, this matter was originally his fault."

Another voice came along with it: "How do you know that the eighth prince wants to take her money very much, but the prince is still short of that money, maybe she insisted on giving it to you! It's like this, you deserve it."