Qin Wanwan stood up suddenly and looked at the door.
The words she had been preparing for all day and night came to mind, and she planned to sneer at Liao Haohai.
Before Liao Haohai arrived, the smell of alcohol rushed in first.
"You all stand down," he said. There seemed to be an indescribable depression in his tone.
The maids retreated silently.
The bead curtain swayed slightly, and Qin Wanwan saw Liao Haohai, who had disappeared after luring her into Liao's house. drink! Why is his face so red? Was he drunk? If you're already so drunk, why do you still drink like this?
He stared at her with burning eyes, and Qin Wanwan suddenly panicked: "You, you, let me out quickly!" In fact, Liao Haohai was very good-looking and had always been very well-behaved. But who told Song Mingjie to walk into her heart first?
Liao Haohai stood up straight: "Okay! Let go!"
Well, since he said let go, she, she, has nothing to deal with...she will leave immediately! Why did he drink so much wine? The smell of wine turned the incense in the room into an intoxicating smell...
Qin Wanwan glanced around in panic. In fact, she could see that many places in the room were decorated according to her preferences. Even Song Mingjie couldn't do it... But so what, she, she couldn't harm Liao Haohai!
She was determined to leave.
Liao Haohai just lowered his eyes to look at her, his cheeks were red, so red that his eyes seemed to be red too, with tears shining in them...
Qin Wanwan was stunned. Liao Haohai cried?
No, how is that possible? She still reached over his shoulder without hesitation and walked out firmly.
It was as if something extremely heavy fell down from the back of the head and fell onto the Persian carpet, making a dull sound. After all, he had lived here, Qin Wanwan thought in her heart, and subconsciously glanced back.
The man who was still upright just now fell to the ground in a fragile state.
"Ah! What's wrong with you?" Qin Wanwan was so frightened that she rushed over and leaned over to detect his breath.
The smell of wine and affection wrapped around her fingers passionately. She breathed a sigh of relief, but looked into Liao Haohai's eyes.
His eyes were like stars and a sea, and what he said made her feel confused: "Wanwan, don't go, I will do my best to protect you and the Qin family..."
A tear fell and disappeared into the thick Persian carpet.
"Selling steamed cakes, selling steamed cakes..." A loud shout suddenly reached Qin Xiangxiang's ears.
Qin Xiangxiang woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and found that the sky was already bright. She overslept! She didn't know if the red sleeves could raise the fire... She was eager to get off the bed, and her right leg suddenly hurt. She suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to be in the Qin family restaurant.
"Selling pears and dates, selling pears and dates..." A loud shouting sounded again.
Last night, she was held in Mu Ting's arms, and she entered the place where Mu Ting was staying in a daze, not knowing exactly where it was in the capital. However, I heard that it was so lively and down-to-earth outside, and it must be at the back of the alley, where many courtyards are crowded.
However, most of the poor and helpless people live in a place like this, and it is rare to find such exquisite furnishings.
Qin Xiangxiang touched his face while thinking.
The medicine given by Mu Ting was very good, and she could feel that her face was not so swollen.
Qin Xiangxiang got out of bed and took a look in the mirror. Hmm... The haggard little lady with deep blue circles under her eyes still couldn't be seen.
Qin Xiangxiang pressed the mirror down neatly.
She pretended not to see the ghostly look she had just now.
Why is it so quiet outside, and Mu Ting and the others haven't gotten up either? Qin Xiangxiang put on his clothes and walked to the door. When he was about to open the door, he suddenly saw a note sandwiched in the middle of the door.
This is... the note Mu Ting left for himself, telling her that they had left?
Qin Xiangxiang quickly unfolded the note and found that it was written in fluent regular script: "The clean clothes are in the bag at the door."
Qin Xiangxiang lowered his head and looked at his dress, but he really didn't see it. Mu Ting... was quite attentive.
There is indeed a big baggage at the door.
Qin Xiangxiang took the bundle in without politeness and opened it. There were actually two sets of clothes inside the baggage, including all the obscene clothes and trousers. Qin Xiangxiang's face slowly turned red, and then when she was trying on clothes, her cheeks became even redder. In Mu Ting's eyes, is she that fat? This petticoat is at least two sizes too big! He obviously carried himself for most of the capital last night... Is this because he dislikes himself? !
Qin Xiangxiang was so angry that his heart pounded.
In the end, it was reason that brought her back. Forget it, if Mu Ting could accurately buy the clothes in just the right size, she would have to suspect something else.
Mu Ting, a young man, had gone through so much trouble to save himself and also bought her these things, which was already very rare.
If it was her father, he probably wouldn't be able to remember it.
Qin Xiangxiang thought about it while putting on his clothes. But she was still a little worried. The size was too big, so the sleeves and skirt were a little longer. She spent a lot of effort rolling up the sleeves and folding the skirt again and again before she could barely walk out.
As soon as I went out, I realized that I lived alone in a small courtyard. Outside the hanging flower door, I could vaguely see someone practicing Wu Qin Xi in the courtyard.
Qin Xiangxiang walked over openly and found that it was Counselor Chen.
"Good morning, Counselor Chen." Qin Xiangxiang tried his best to make his smile look sweet.
"Good morning, Mrs. Qin." Counselor Chen nodded politely, turned around and called, "Erlang, Mrs. Qin is up."
Yao Erlang immediately jumped out: "Good morning, Mrs. Qin. Please move to the front hall, Mrs. Qin, and I will prepare breakfast for Mrs. Qin."
Didn't see Mu Ting.
Qin Xiangxiang nodded: "It's troublesome."
There was no one in the side hall, only two Eight Immortals tables. The Eight Immortals table is also exquisite, and the muddy figures on the table legs are indeed carved with figures such as Lu Dongbin and He Xiangu.
The bamboo curtains were rolled up. Looking from the side hall, the scenery of the courtyard was full of spring and seemed to have been carefully designed.
I don’t know when the rain stopped, and the sun didn’t come out. The scenery had a hazy beauty.
Counselor Chen was still practicing Wu Qin Xi, and his every move did not show the slightest panic under the blatant peeping eyes of an outsider like her.
Yao Erlang came over with a small red lacquer plate: "Mrs. Qin, breakfast includes steamed cakes, spicy soup, pear dates, and mixed sprouts. They are all bought nearby. The taste is not as good as yours, but It’s okay.”
Qin Xiangxiang smiled: "I don't pick. Thank you, Yao Erlang. By the way, where did Mu Langjun go? He came back in a hurry last night, and I don't know if he was injured..."
"Hey, our young master is very skilled in martial arts. The guards of the Marquis Mansion can't hurt him." Yao Erlang said.
Humph, that was the last time he said he was going to check on Baoxiang Temple for injuries, and he was really lying to her. Qin Xiangxiang made a note of Mu Ting in his mind. You should still remember what you should be grateful for and what you should remember.
"Young Master, you must be a little busy these past two days. Does Mrs. Qin have anything else to do?" Yao Erlang wanted to talk to Qin Xiangxiang about the Young Master's plan to invite Prince Feng, but after taking a look at Counselor Chen, he was already When the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.
Qin Xiangxiang shook his head: "I'm fine. Just go about your business."
Yao Erlang didn't say anything anymore and walked out of the side hall in a hurry.
Qin Xiangxiang was also hungry, so he picked up a piece of steamed cake and ate it. The steamed cakes taste average, but the spicy spicy soup is very good, and the bean sprouts are also refreshing.
She was eating when she suddenly saw Zhu Sanlang walking in with a bundle of things: "Uncle Chen, the portraits of the ladies have been painted."
(End of chapter)
