The Great Planned Marriage: Becoming A Splendid Princess

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"Ahem!"

Shi Qingxue secretly said badly, just before Mo Junyang spoke, he coughed heavily and interrupted the boss.

The boss looked at Shi Qingxue in wonder, "What happened to the little girl?"

Shi Qingxue secretly gave the boss a pleased look, and whispered, "Boss, I know your kindness, but he is my husband in the end. If you don't make him happy now, then he should give me back. Please don't say it, okay? "

When the boss heard it, that was exactly the truth.

He didn't say any more, but just gave Mo Junyang a disdainful glance and continued to spread his sesame cake.

She also said to Shi Qingxue with the same small voice: "Good girl, Dad will give you one more pancake, and give it to you secretly, not to show him. Let you have a good time!"

Shi Qingxue smiled busily, "Thank you Dad."

Both of them came and spoke at a volume similar to that of a whisper, but what kind of ear strength was Mo Junyang, and the words of the two went into his ears exactly.

But Mo Shizi felt for the first time that these words might as well not be heard!

From the beginning to the end, he did not find a chance to interject, and saw Shi Qingxue talking with the owner of the biscuits shop very happy.

Fortunately, Shi Qingxue returned to play, and did not forget the business.

While receiving the freshly baked okonomiyaki from the boss, he inadvertently asked, "Yes, Dad, why did you say that Beipo Town is already a dead town?"

The phrase "Daddy" has brought the two of them closer together. The owner of the biscuits shop almost treats Shi Qingxue as a half-daughter, naturally she knows everything.

"Girl, you just came from elsewhere, so I don't know. A great plague broke out in Jiangzhou City south of the first two months. People who were half dead died, and even our town was followed by seedlings."

Shi Qingxue's eyes widened in shock, and he looked around subconsciously, "So scary? But it doesn't look like ..."

She hesitated, not even sure.

Because the town of Beipo now looks desolate and desolate, but it does not have the characteristics of a plague: the entrance to the town is not guarded by officers and men, and the people you see in the town are open-faced and undisguised, but nothing looks like Worried about being infected by the plague.

If there is a plague in this town, then these unprotected people must die immediately?

The boss smiled at Shi Qingxue and nodded, praising: "The little girl's brain is flexible, yes, there is no plague in Xipo Town now."

"Well?" Shi Qingxue was even more surprised. "The plague came suddenly. How can you go so fast?"

Really when the typhoon failed, did the wind pass?

The boss's face was more dignified.

He sighed. "It's hard to say. There are almost three-quarters fewer people in the town. They fled, died, disappeared, who knows what they did? Anyway, until now, The plague is gone. "

What does it mean that there is no plague now?

Are there other options for people in town besides dying and escaping?

Is it really their choice?

The amount of information in this nearly whispered utterance is huge!

Shi Qingxue has not yet figured out how to avoid the plague?

"Dad, how did those who disappeared disappear? Is the government government ..." Shi Qingxue was not reconciled and continued to ask.

But the owner of the yakiniku shop had already baked the last yakiniku and shoved it into Shi Qingxue's hand, interrupting her questioning with the trend: "The yakiniku is baked, and it is not too early.

Good girl, hurry back to the inn with the pancakes! There is a curfew in Beipo Town. It's not good to get in trouble when it gets dark. "

Having said that, I pushed people outside the shop without any explanation, and then packed up the tools, as if to collect stalls.

When Shi Qingxue saw this, he knew that there was no way to get something out of the owner of this biscuits shop, and he could only go back with Mo Junyang.

She looked at the big croquettes she and Mo Junyang were holding, and suddenly laughed.

Mo Junyang glanced at her, "What are you laughing at?"

Shi Qingxue gestured at the croquette that he had in his hands and laughed, "We haven't lost this trip! At least we have a big croquette!"

Mo Junyang continued to look at her. These cold and dark eyes were very powerful at all times, as if they could completely see through people.

Shi Qingxue felt that she could not get used to being stared at by these eyes for a long time, and she persuaded as soon as she saw it.

A quick smile appeared quickly, "I didn't have fun just now, I was just trying to inquire about the boss!"

"What's the main reason Xiao Jun is also trying to find out the news?" Mo Junyang would not be easily confused by Qing Xue.

When mentioning this stubble, Shi Qingxue grew stronger.

She whispered, "It's not that you stepped in and didn't let me taste this sesame cake. At that time, if I didn't round the words and let the boss know you hated his sesame cake, he hit you with a broom, Do you believe it? "

Mo Junyang: "Even if you really want to get round, what's going on with Auntie Gui?"

I don't know how Shi Qingxue's brain circuit goes around, but she even coined a favored auntie Gui.

Mo Junyang listened at the time and was almost not strangled.

On the contrary, Shi Qingxue was even more proud, saying naturally: "Our purpose is to gain the favor of the boss of the other person. Isn't a poor, bullied room just able to poke the other side's sense of justice? I'm terrible!"

"... Look, you see that my joke is even more powerful." Mo Junyang's tone was cool and sharp.

Shi Qingxue was said to have taken that careful thinking, but he didn't dare to joke anymore. He quickly stood upright and said seriously: "I think the owner of the pancake shop is very strange. Regarding the part of the plague, the origin and end of the plague are unknown , Obviously knowing what but refuse to say because of taboo. "

It wasn't her boast that she brushed in front of the boss.

It's just a normal thing, the other party will certainly not hide her like this, and even take the initiative to drive her away.

In other words, if the other party does this, there must be something that cannot be said.

What exactly is it?

Mo Junyang knew that Shi Qingxue was shifting the topic, but when he saw her, he really took the words from the owner of the biscuits shop seriously and studied them word by word, and he was really soft-hearted.

Then she followed her words, "As you said, even the boss would not say something, we have to marry and ask others, I'm afraid we won't get more useful news than that. But one thing is certain It's ... "

Shi Qingxue looked up to see Mo Junyang, looking forward to his words.

"I'm afraid this plague is not just as simple as a natural disaster." "What?" Shi Qingxue asked a little shyly.

She seemed to have caught something, but was not so sure that she was even more confused in the mystery.

But Mo Junyang just shook his head again at this time, "Let's go back!"

"But you just said ..." Shi Qingxue eagerly asked.

Mo Junyang put her big head on her lips, then shook her head again, repeating gently but seriously: "Let's go back."

Shi Qingxue suddenly read a certain message from the other's dignified eyes. As soon as her heart was tight, she immediately calmed down.

Suddenly she thought that even if they were disguised as pedestrians, they seemed too swaggering for this dead town.

Shi Qingxue didn't look around smartly, but pulled Mo Junyang's arm, his head close to his shoulder, as if snuggled into the other's arms.

With his head slightly raised, with a sweet smile on his face, he shouted affectionately, "Master, let's go back!"

When Shi Qingxue called, Rao was Mo Junyang's "deep skill", so he couldn't take over.

The expressionless face was always distorted, and Shi Qingxue looked at the words inexhaustibly.

Qingxue was having a good time, as if unaware, holding Mo Junyang's arm and moving forward.

The two returned to the inn, only to find that there were not many people in the inn's lively lobby.

The inn two were cleaning the table, packing the tables and chairs, a posture ready to close the door.

Shi Qingxue looked up at the sky outside the window. At this time, the sun had just set, and it was a long time before it was dark. Why did it close?

She asked one of the two, and the other side hurriedly said, "The rules of our shop are closed before dark, and no one will knock on the door after dark. Don't ask this guest, just go back to the room and rest early. , Rest well and get on the road tomorrow morning. "

After speaking, I ran to do my job.

Shi Qingxue didn't give up when he returned to the guest room, and took out Yuanbao to bribe the second child, "Let's talk, what happened in this town?"

The second brother looked at the golden ingot, both eyes were green, and his little hand reached out to pick it up.

Shi Qingxue moved his hand and deliberately shook Yuan Bao in front of the other side. "Say, this Yuan Bao is yours. If you explain it clearly, that grandfather has a better reward."

Brother Er swallowed drooling loudly, and a pair of small eyes lingered on the gold ingot, looking like he did not dare.

Qingxue knew that he was moving, and then she said meticulously, "You can rest assured that we are not much talkers, but by living here, we must know the situation? If we lose our lives because we do n’t know anything, That's not going to work, right? "

This little two was so tempted by gold ingots, and now Shi Qingxue said that, it was even more tempting.

He gritted his teeth immediately and said, "Then I told you, you must not publicize it, especially if you don't spread it to the outside, otherwise you will really lose your life!"

"That's natural, we just want to know some taboos, so as not to not make any mistakes." Shi Qingxue agreed quickly, and first put the gold ingot into the second brother's hand.

Brother Er hasn't touched such a large gold ingot in his life. He squeezed his five fingers tightly, for fear that Jin Yuanbao would fly with his wings.

He resisted the urge to bite the gold ingot to test the truth, and lowered his voice to start telling the story.