The beloved of the paranoid tyrant( Mtl

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Xiao Jamyao was completely unaffected and continued to drink tea slowly.

After a while, Xiao Jingyao saw that Yu Shu still hadn't written, so he spoke slowly, "Xu Daman, go to the Concierge Hotel, call the third prince of Xijiang into the palace, and tell him that I have something important to do with you. He discussed it."

"Yes..."

"Don't go!" Yu Shu stood up and shouted, anxious to stop Xu Daman. She knew clearly that Xiao Jamyao was threatening her, but she had to give in. The situation was stronger than others. Even if she didn't want to, She also had to admit that she just couldn't defeat the tyrant Xiao Jamyao. The world belonged to him and he could do whatever he wanted. She was like a grasshopper he caught in his hands and crushed her to death easily.

"I'll write." Yushu's eyes were red with anger, tears were rolling in her eyes, and she tried not to let the tears fall. "I'll just write." Yushu picked up the pen again, her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and she was busy

using it. Hold the trembling hand with the other hand, take a deep breath, close your eyes for a moment and then open them again, look down at the rice paper, and start writing.

Yushu opened the scripture and copied it according to its contents. This time she did not dare to disobey Xiao Jingyao again. The handwriting was very neat, with hairpin flowers and small regular script, and there was no mistake at all.

Jamel Xiao sat next to her and watched her write. After a while, after she finished writing one page, Jamel Xiao stood up and took away the scriptures she had written.

Glancing over the scriptures, Xiao Jamyao saw the missing stroke of "True" again. His eyes stayed on the word "True" for a while, and then raised his eyes to look at Yu Shu. The woman lowered her head, and a stroke of "True" was missing. As she wrote words one by one, a strand of hair hung down from her ear. She just raised her hand to move the hair behind her ear casually and continued to copy the scriptures.

Something strange flashed in Jamel Xiao's black eyes. He continued to stare at her writing until she wrote the word "true" again, but there was still the same missing stroke. Jamel Xiao couldn't stand it anymore and said: "You wrote the word wrong." "

Where?" Yu Shu raised her head and met Xiao Jamyao's eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly lowered her head to avoid Xiao Jamyao's sight.

"Here." Xiao Jamyao stretched out his hand to point to Yu Shu's misspelled word, his slender fingers had clear joints, "Why did you miss one stroke?"

His voice was obviously not harsh, and it was not even as fierce as when he forced her just now. and majestic, but Yu Shu subconsciously shook the hand holding the pen, and her heart beat faster than before. Seeing Xiao Jamyao pointing at the wrong word, she always felt that his finger could turn into a finger sword, without any hesitation. inserted into her heart.

Yu Shu pursed her lips. Xiao Jamyao would notice this typo. Has he already discovered something? Have you already guessed her identity? No, she couldn't admit it to herself. Regardless of whether he was good or bad, whether he discovered it or not, as long as she refused to admit it, he would have no absolute evidence.

"It was just a mistake, it was careless." Yu Shu made an excuse for herself.

Wrong writing, careless?

Xiao Jamyao stared at Yushu with his deep eyes, "One time can be said to be sloppy, twice can be said to be sloppy, but every time you write this word, there will be one less horizontal line, is it also sloppy?" Of course Yu Shu is not sloppy, she has

always been She had always written like this, but in her memory, the word "true" was missing one line, so whenever she wrote the word "true", she only remembered to write two lines.