"I..." Su Qingwen felt as if her head was filled with paste. She couldn't react to anything. Staring at the man in front of her, she just couldn't open her mouth to defend herself.
"You're the Emperor!" Mama Hua's mouth gaped so wide that it seemed a watermelon could fit in. She pointed at Hua Yueye in shock and stared at him intently.
Being stared at by a woman in her thirties, Hua Yueye felt a shiver run down his spine. He couldn't help but tremble, then straightened his back. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and a powerful aura emanated from him. "What? Is it impossible?"
"Then who is she? She just said she was the current Emperor!" Mama Hua murmured, pointing directly at Su Qingwen opposite.
"This..." Su Qingwen forced a smile and subconsciously took a step back. "It's all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding... I can explain."
As she said this, she looked nervously at Hua Yueye with a gloomy face.
When she saw his face as black as if it could drip water, Su Qingwen felt a jolt. He didn't know that Hua Xue'er was missing yet. If he found out this news, wouldn't he tear her to pieces?
"What good deeds have you done?" Hua Yueye gritted his teeth and asked. The air pressure around him dropped significantly.
"I didn't do anything either. Brother Emperor, I just wanted to go out for a walk..." Su Qingwen was at her wit's end. She could even do such shameless things as acting coquettishly.
[System: Shut up! I'm about to throw up. Can I choose to poke my own eyes out?]
"Pah!" Su Qingwen was extremely angry. "You don't help at all and still mock me here. It's really easy to talk when you're standing. I'm telling you, if I'm punished by Hua Yueye, you'll be in trouble with me too! Shut up!"
Su Qingwen stroked her hair and quickly adjusted her mood. "I didn't do anything."
"No, you just taught us how to dance!" Qiu Hua blinked her eyes and looked at Su Qingwen, directly exposing her.
"Yes, yes. You're our great god. From now on, all the girls in the Ten Thousand Flowers Brothel will regard you as an idol." Qiu Yue continued to chime in, almost praising Su Qingwen as a great god.
It was one thing for her to visit the brothel in his name, but now she even danced here. Was this woman crazy?
"Su... Qing... Wen!" Two cold glints shot out from Hua Yueye's eyes as he stared sharply at the woman in front of him. "Explain to me what's going on. By the way, where's Xue'er?"
Not to mention that his reputation was almost ruined by this stinky woman. Since he came in, he hadn't seen Hua Xue'er. Realizing this, Hua Yueye suddenly had a bad feeling.
"It's all my fault!" Su Qingwen covered her chest with her hand, putting on a look of deep remorse. "Your Majesty, I accidentally lost the princess."
[System: Now we're interrupting to bring you a news report. Because a certain woman is so stupid that she lost her younger sister - in - law. The woman's husband, in a fit of rage, directly beat the woman into a cripple.]
"What?" Su Qingwen's temples throbbed. She almost spat out blood. This was too much. She was just here to do a task. She didn't want to lose her life!
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Su Qingwen desperately tried to find a way out for herself. She looked at Hua Yueye pitifully. "Your Majesty, now is not the time to punish me. The most important thing now is to find the princess. As far as I know, she's in the north. You should quickly send the guards there. If it's too late, it will really be too late."
This was true. A woman's chastity was of utmost importance. If something happened to Hua Xue'er... Thinking of this, Hua Yueye frowned tightly. He waved his hand, and the imperial guards behind him immediately understood and quickly headed north of the brothel.
"Your Majesty... There's nothing in the north but a latrine." At this time, a guard came back to report with a look of disgust. This was so chaotic. They had gone all the way north and plunged into the latrine. The smell was even more pungent than organic fertilizer.
He now felt like he was in the middle of the sea.
"Eww..." A vivid picture immediately appeared in Su Qingwen's mind. She couldn't help but cover her lips and let out a sound of disgust.
"You still have the nerve to be disgusted here? Isn't this all your fault? Did Xue'er fall into the latrine?" Hua Yueye's face turned ashen, and he scolded her unhappily.
It was clearly a very sad thing, but for some reason, Su Qingwen suddenly wanted to laugh. She held her breath and endured until her stomach ached. "No way. Who would jump into a latrine by themselves?"
"Didn't you say it was in the north?" Hua Yueye raised his eyebrows and strode out. He took a quick look. Indeed, there was only a latrine in the north where one could hide. There was nothing else.
Su Qingwen followed him out eagerly. Looking at the building emitting a foul smell, she couldn't help but feel desperate.
[System: I swear the clue is definitely correct. There won't be the slightest error.]
"Impossible. Could it be that Hua Xue'er really fell in?" Su Qingwen opened her eyes wide. She really couldn't imagine it. The picture was just too horrifying.
If Hua Xue'er fell into a pile of excrement, wouldn't she drown?
"Su Qingwen, tell me, where's Xue'er?" Hua Yueye grabbed her fair wrist. Fire was almost spurting out of his eyes.
"Could she be... below?" Su Qingwen had a black line on her forehead. Although she also thought this reason was very far - fetched, looking at the current situation, there didn't seem to be any other possibility.
"What?" Hua Yueye felt a blackout in front of his eyes. He almost wanted to strangle this woman.
"Someone, jump into the latrine for me and search carefully. You must fish out the princess for me." Someone said with deep remorse, almost on the verge of tears.
"This... Will the one fished out still be the princess?" A fearless guard raised his doubt.
Hearing this question, Su Qingwen suddenly thought it made sense. It was a good question.
"I don't care. Hurry up and go down to fish. Otherwise, I'll exterminate your nine generations!" Hua Yueye continued to threaten.
Now the guards all showed expressions of despair on their faces. Oh my god, what kind of hatred was this? Why did they have to be tortured like this? Those people looked as if they were going to their deaths and dived in without hesitation.
At the same time, two black - clothed men on the beam of the latrine showed surprised expressions.
Black - clothed Man A: "Brother, are they crazy?"
Black - clothed Man B: "It seems like they're committing suicide! And the way of suicide is very... heavy - flavored."