Chapter 8

Is that so? Prime Minister Lou smiles faintly and replies: "Lou Xiyan."

"Xiyan?" Zhuo Qing murmurs, her bright eyes wandering over Prime Minister Lou's face.

Zhuo Qing's expression is strange. Qi Tianyu faintly feels that there will be a good show to watch, crosses his arms, and smiles: "Kid, do you have an opinion?"

Shaking her head indifferently, Zhuo Qing replies readily: "No."

Just like that? Just when Qi Tianyu is disappointed, Zhuo Qing sighs not too loudly or too softly: "I didn't expect a big man to take a woman's name."

Zhuo Qing's "muttering to herself" has an amazing effect. The entrance of the village, where hundreds of people gathered, is instantly silent.

The villagers look terrified, Jing Sa and Mo Bai knit their brows, and Qi Tianyu is dumbfounded. Although he also feels that Xiyan's name is very... but no one dares to discuss it in front of him!

This kid—has guts!

Qi Tianyu swears that he just saw Prime Minister Lou, who is famous throughout the Six Kingdoms for being gentle, elegant, and friendly, have his smile stiffen as if he were twitching for the first time...

Someone is going to be unlucky!

Prime Minister Lou says nothing, and the crowd doesn't know how to react. The entrance of the village, occupied by hundreds of people, is silent. It feels a bit strange, the air seems to become stuffy. Zhuo Qing glances at Prime Minister Lou. He is still smiling, his long, narrow eyes slightly raised, gazing at her with incomparable "care," but no matter how Zhuo Qing looks at it, she doesn't feel gentle, but rather feels a kind of numbness all over!

He is a Prime Minister, "legendary" gentle as jade and extraordinary in temperament, he shouldn't be so petty, right?! Pulling the hat brim, Zhuo Qing retreats quietly. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Who knew that just as her feet moved, a thunderbolt struck down with dazzling lightning. The originally gentle spring breeze instantly turned into a gale, blowing grass and trees everywhere. Zhuo Qing is startled, looking up at the sky, only to see the ink-black sky already filled with wind and clouds. Zhuo Qing is dumbfounded: "No way!" She didn't say anything rebellious or heaven-defying, right?! As for such thunder and lightning, and a gale to help?!

After a few thunderclaps, it is a torrential rain.

"It's raining—" The sudden rain catches everyone off guard, and they are in a mess.

Zhuo Qing hurriedly retreats in the chaos, when she suddenly feels a pain in her hand. Her wrist is tightly grabbed by a clean, slender hand. Zhuo Qing looks up and sees Prime Minister Lou! In the rain, everyone is in a sorry state, only he is still in a leisurely manner. Across the thick rain mist, his appearance is almost invisible, but Zhuo Qing can still feel the pressure from those narrow eyes.

The rain gets heavier and heavier. Wu Si shouts loudly: "Prime Minister, please come this way, let's take shelter from the rain in the ancestral hall!"

Prime Minister Lou nods with a smile, pulling Zhuo Qing toward the ancestral hall beside the entrance of the village.

Zhuo Qing struggles a few times and then gives up. Seeing his gentle and thin appearance, his hand strength is actually so great. Unless she doesn't want this hand, she can't run away!

Prime Minister Lou looks back at the teenager who only struggled for a while and then followed him silently, the corners of his mouth curling up unconsciously.

The so-called ancestral hall is just a large mud house, a few offering tables, and some burnt incense candles. The four walls are dilapidated, and rainwater occasionally drips from the broken tiles. The place is not big to begin with, and with a group of people rushing in, it is exceptionally crowded. Fortunately, Prime Minister Lou's two "Black and White Impermanence" guards are standing there, so the villagers don't dare to squeeze over, and they can rest in a corner by the offering table.

Having been grabbed by the hand all along, Zhuo Qing is very unaccustomed to it. Unable to bear it, she shakes her arm, and Zhuo Qing says impatiently: "Prime Minister, you can let go now, right?!"

Prime Minister Lou, who was originally preparing to let go, hears his disgusted voice and instead grips his wrist even tighter, his voice as gentle as ever: "Asking for someone else's name but not reporting your own name doesn't seem to be a polite thing either."

Hiss—it hurts!

This person is too insidious! Her wrist is about to break! Zhuo Qing bites her teeth stubbornly, not making a sound, and not answering.

Feeling the wrist in his palm trembling uncontrollably, Prime Minister Lou loosens his grip. This teenager's hand is too thin, and he is really afraid that he will break his hand if he is not careful. Letting go of his hand, Prime Minister Lou asks indifferently: "Your name."

The cool voice sounds low, deep like a low string. Zhuo Qing raises her head slightly to look at Prime Minister Lou. His features are even more handsome when looked at closely. At this time, he is not smiling. Without the contrast of a smile, those long, narrow eyes and slightly raised thin lips faintly reveal a wicked charm. Zhuo Qing is dazed, and suddenly finds a faint surprise flashing in Prime Minister Lou's eyes.

Her face! Zhuo Qing hurriedly lowers her head, but Prime Minister Lou grabs her chin and slowly turns her face over. A bolt of lightning flashes at the right time. Under the white light, two deep scars are clearly on her clean cheek, making it almost impossible to see her appearance.

Prime Minister Lou's eyes flash slightly. Who would be so cruel as to leave such ferocious traces on a teenager's face.

Zhuo Qing cannot lower her head, only pressing on the broken hat, covering the other intact side of her face tightly, raising her foot and stepping hard on Prime Minister Lou's foot!

"Hmph!" Prime Minister Lou groans, distracted for a moment. Zhuo Qing takes the opportunity to slap his hand away and retreat several steps.

Away from him, the pressure is finally a little smaller. Grabbing the hat to cover her face, Zhuo Qing pretends to be surprised and says: "Stepped on you? Sorry, Prime Minister, it's too dark, I didn't see." At this time, she truly misses her three-inch high heels.

Didn't see?! He can be even more fake!

Thinking of the scar on his face, Prime Minister Lou's hand pauses, and finally puts it down.

Prime Minister Lou no longer approaches. Zhuo Qing finally lets out a sigh of relief, but hears Qi Tianyu interrogating Wu Si: "You wanted to see the Prime Minister, now that the person has arrived, the little beauty you robbed should be handed over, right!"

Wu Si scratches his head, at a loss. Miss Zhuo said not to say, so what should he do now?

"Where is she?!" Seeing Wu Si's honest character, Qi Tianyu interrogates: "You didn't kill her, did you?"

Shaking his head repeatedly, Wu Si shouts: "No, no... absolutely not!"

"Sold her?"

Wu Si shouts loudly: "How is that possible!"

"Then where is she?!"

Person?

The villagers look for that figure in the ancestral hall again—

SHIT! Zhuo Qing curses, here it comes again!

Bang—

Only a loud noise is heard. Zhuo Qing slaps the offering table hard. The already broken offering table wobbles left and right for a few times and then collapses with a bang!

The villagers stare at Zhuo Qing in terror. Prime Minister Lou raises his eyebrows slightly. What kind of trick does he want to play again?

Very good, now everyone is looking at her. Prime Minister Lou shouldn't be able to discover that the person these idiot villagers were looking for just now was her, right! The goal is achieved, but... it hurts to death!

Slowly withdrawing her hand, putting it behind her back and rubbing it gently, Zhuo Qing takes a deep breath and says loudly: "She is living well, Prime Minister can rest assured. We will take good care of her for you. After the case is tried publicly, the Prime Minister will naturally be able to see her."

"Meaning, if the case is not retried publicly, we won't be able to see the little beauty?!" Glancing at the broken wooden pieces on the ground, Qi Tianyu looks like he is watching a good show, clicking his tongue and smiling: "Prime Minister, someone is threatening you."

Who is this person?! Afraid that the world won't be chaotic, Zhuo Qing grinds her teeth secretly and says coldly: "This young master misunderstood me. Threats are something I never do because they have no practical effect."

What a big tone! Qi Tianyu whistles long, this kid is really interesting!

Pretending to be terrified, Qi Tianyu exaggerates: "You don't threaten, then that's intimidation? Threatening government officials is a very serious crime!"

"You!" Zhuo Qing is furious!

Prime Minister Lou suddenly laughs aloud and says in a deep voice: "Tomorrow at noon, this Prime Minister will review the case files of this case at the Yingtian Prefecture Yamen and inquire about the case. Ten people from Niu Family Village are specially allowed to go and listen. Whether this case will be retried, this Prime Minister will decide after reviewing the files and seeing the criminal!"

"Thank you, Prime Minister!" Hearing this good news, the villagers kneel down to thank him. Only Zhuo Qing looks thoughtfully at Prime Minister Lou. The way this man does things always seems to be confusing.

Seeing the rain outside is getting smaller, Prime Minister Lou says no more and prepares to leave. Qi Tianyu chases after Prime Minister Lou and asks with a frown: "You really don't want the little beauty anymore?"

His gaze sweeps over Zhuo Qing, and Prime Minister Lou smiles indifferently: "Just let him take care of her for me."

Zhuo Qing cannot help but stiffen all over. His smile always makes people feel creepy!

Walking to the entrance of the ancestral hall, Prime Minister Lou stops again, looks at Zhuo Qing, and says: "You, must appear tomorrow."

"Why?!" What does it have to do with her?

"If you don't appear, they don't have to come either." Leaving a sentence, Prime Minister Lou and his party disappear quickly in the drizzle.

"Hey—"

Zhuo Qing is speechless. Who is threatening whom!

(End of chapter)