Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 277

"Sikong!" Zi Mo pushed aside the servants and shouted anxiously, "Sikong!"

"Sikong!"

"Lord Shen!" Zhongli came out wearily.

Zi Mo suddenly stopped responding: Why is Uncle Zhong acting like this? Where is Sikong? Where is Sikong? "I want to see the Prime Minister."

"My master is not feeling well."

"I must see him today!"

"Lord Shen, please return."

Zi Mo looked around; the atmosphere in the entire Sikong Mansion was strange: "Where's Eleven?"

Zhongli paused slightly, then said, "I don't know." He was most worried about his master, not unimportant people.

"When did Shiyi leave?" He believed that Uncle Zhong knew, and Zhong Li couldn't possibly not know about Shiyi.

"How would I know when Minister Shen will leave!" He's annoyed enough, so stop asking him.

"The Emperor and the Minister of Works are not here!" Zi Mo pressed.

He felt guilty for not being by the side when the incident happened during the National Day holiday.

Zhongli looked dejectedly at the back mountain: "Perhaps he's dead."

"What did you say!"

Zhongli shouted, "He's dead! Shen Ziyi is dead! Master is missing! Shen Ziyi is dead! Are you satisfied now?" It's unclear how things are going.

"Impossible..." Absolutely impossible...

Uncle Zhong continued, "The Emperor didn't return last night. Do you think Shen Ziyi is dead?! Hahaha! Ha! He's dead! He can never seduce the Emperor again! Hahaha! Hahaha!"

Zi Mo calmly looked at Zhong Li: "You did it?"

"Yes, I killed him. I couldn't stand his swaggering and wanted revenge! Come and kill me!"

Zi Mo became even calmer.

Zhongli was saddened by the harm he had caused his master. He didn't know his master was breaking through; if he had known, his master wouldn't have been harmed like this.

...

Zhongli collapsed to the ground, his half-white beard turning pale.

“You killed him.” Zi Mo stared intently at the only living creature in front of him.

"Yes, I killed him." Go ahead and kill me; this old man's life is waiting for you to take it.

"You killed him," Zi Mo repeated. It was as if saying it made it seem untrue.

Zhongli struck out aimlessly, shattering the artificial mountain and gushing out spring water, but Zimo remained unmoved: "You killed him."

Zhongli finally looked at Zimo, whose eye was bleeding.

Zhongli was calm. He had expected them to be sad, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad. "Lord Shen..." Zhongli called out to him. They were the new generation of Dongqing, and his master's friends. He couldn't let anything happen to Zimo.

"You killed him." Zi Mo mechanically repeated this sentence.

Zhongli approached him, but Zimo didn't move. His gaze was unfocused, staring at one spot.

"Lord Shen..."

"You really killed him." Zi Mo still couldn't believe it. How could anyone dislike his adorable Eleven? Eleven was so sensible and lively. How could anyone bear to kill her! Killing her was one thing, but why not kill him too?

"Lord Shen..." It's all in the past now. You're still you, and without any ties, you're even more like masters, emperors, and ministers than you are now.

Zi Mo looked at Zhong Li with a calm expression, while Zhong Li stared in shock at those calm, dark eyes.

"Why did you kill him?" He wanted to know what Eleven had done wrong to warrant such a brutal act! Hating her was enough; why kill her? She was very obedient. If you don't believe me, try spoiling her; she's always been so compliant.

Zhongli looked into his eyes and blurted out, "Because of Master."

Sikong? Zi Mo nodded: No wonder, your family doesn't need a reason to do things. No wonder you killed his eleventh son, it turns out it was a killing without asking any questions.

"Is it because she's pregnant? She didn't intend to marry into the Sikong family." There's absolutely no need to worry about her using the emperor to command the nobles. She was even thinking about abortion a few days ago, why are you all in such a hurry?

Zhongli was stunned. "What did you say?!" He was not a sinner; he didn't kill anyone he shouldn't have!

"Eleven is pregnant, and you're going to kill her because of that?" Eleven didn't do it on purpose. Can we do it all over again? Don't kill her. She doesn't want that child.

Zhongli's face looked even older: "She's pregnant..." She was indeed pregnant. "She didn't say so." She was so afraid of death; if she were pregnant, she would definitely have blackmailed him. She didn't say so, so it must not be true!

Zi Mo replied firmly, "Yes, she's pregnant." Was it impossible for her to become a mother before he even had a chance to convince her?

Zi Mo turned around and walked forward, seemingly lost in thought: "I went home for the National Day holiday." If he had spent last night with her, would she...?

Zhongli was still reeling from Zimo's astonishing words: Master is going to be a father? He killed the unborn child? Did he really do it? No way…

A servant stepped forward to help him up: "Uncle Zhong, what's wrong?"

Zhongli pushed his hand away and walked towards the back mountain: he wanted to repent to his master. He was wrong. He shouldn't have killed her so early. It wouldn't have been too late to kill her after she gave birth to the two children.

He actually attacked the young master. He violated the rules of the Sikong Mansion's Shadow Guard. He will die, and before he dies, he must repent to his master.

Zhongli approached the back mountain, where snakes swarmed.