Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

In front of the newly erected stall, a girl in a green dress was dressed plainly, but could not hide her extravagance. Among a group of maidservants and servants, she skillfully served porridge to the refugees with a clean smile.

Yici walked over and said, "Miss Shen."

When several people met, they had different thoughts.

When Shen Qingyu saw Yici, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said in a distant and polite manner, "I met Miss Pei, Qingyu is rude."

Shen Qingyu only glanced at Shen Yanshu, as if seeing a stranger, she didn't make a sound, not at all like a brother and sister.

The same is true for Shen Yanshu.

"Miss Shen has been serving porridge outside the city these days?" Yici asked, her eyes flicked to explore Shen Qingyu, and she glanced at Zhou Li from the corner of her eye.

Shen Qingyu lowered her eyes to explain, and whispered softly, "My father is getting old and has time, so he and my mother went to Zhuangzi to escape from the world. It can save the world, but you can also give some grains and rough food to save a few lives."

"Miss Shen has a kind heart." Yi Ci was noncommittal to something in Shen Qing's words.

The Shen family was dragged down by her own hands, and what Shen Qingyu said was somewhat of a complaint to her.

Compared with Shen Yanshu, Shen Shangshu is a mediocre old fritter, a bastard in the officialdom, but Shen Yanshu is a young talent.

She naturally knows how to choose between the middle-aged old fritters and the young talents.

What's more, Zhou Yanbai was also killed by her own hands, so it is normal for Shen Qingyu to complain to her.

"Ms. Lou, Ms. Shen has been serving porridge here for many days. She may have seen the great talent you mentioned."

Yici doesn't have the heart to deal with Shen Qingyu, the most urgent task at the moment is to stabilize and work hard, so that this world can be peaceful as soon as possible——

Peace in her hands.

Instead of being peaceful in the hands of Zhou Li who is blessed with luck.

Lou Zhijin's tone was lively, and she leaned in front of Shen Qingyu familiarly, with an infectious smile, "Miss Shen, my name is Lou Zhijin, when you were serving porridge here a few days ago, did you see a man named Song A perfect man?"

Lou Zhijin recalled the record of Song Qianjue in the history books, with only a few strokes, but he was the number one military adviser in the history books.

Shen Qingyu: "..."

Who would have the time to ask for his name when serving porridge?
Isn't this embarrassing?
After all, Shen Qingyu is a lady of every family. After several months of polishing, her temperament has become more restrained. She explained, "Sorry, Miss Lou, there are so many refugees, and it may be difficult to find only one name."

"You are looking for me?"

A hoarse voice sounded.

Several people followed the source of the sound and looked over.

Thin and moist, dressed in rags.

The young man's face was calm, and he was holding a clean but chipped white bowl, "What are the young masters and ladies doing?"

"You are Song Qianjue?" Lou Zhijin's eyes sparkled.

The history books did not say that this 'First Military Adviser' was a stunningly beautiful man!

If you wear gold-rimmed glasses, you're definitely a gentle scum!

"Qiqi, can I change the target of the attack?"

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Lou Zhijin's eyes turned to disappointment, and she glanced at Song Qianjue with a little pity. Although Zhou Li's appearance is not bad, there is no such person in the history books. The partner she wants must be better than her.

But Zhou Li... except for his face, she didn't find any other great things about him.

and……

Lou Zhijin frowned, Zhou Li's gaze was always on Shen Qingyu, she didn't want to attack a man who had other women in his heart.

Yi Cirao walked towards Song Qianjue with interest, and stood in front of him, outlining a bright red and coquettish arc, with an imposing aura.

"Young Master Song, are you interested in being a male favorite?"

Everyone: "!!!"

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