Wu Ling retrieved the wine from the kitchen, but before she even entered the yard, she heard Wei Jinmo, the grandson of the Wei family's parents, speaking obscene words in the yard and scolding them extremely unpleasantly.
Finally, he added: "If grandpa knew that you were such a lowly and despicable woman, he would be so angry with you that he would be furious!"
Tightening her fingers, Wu Ling pinched the wine bottle until it made a squeaking sound.
He couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Young Master Jin Mo, no matter what, my young lady is still your third uncle's unmarried wife and an elder. How can you be so abusive?"
Su Youqing's paper-thin figure appeared at the door.
She was newly dressed in white gauze and plain clothes, her cloud-like black hair was tied up with wooden hairpins, her palm-sized face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were empty, and she slowly walked down the steps.
He took the wine bottle from Wu Ling and explained in a low voice to Wei Jinmo: "The Wei Mansion is too big and I couldn't find a place to get the wine, so I had to come back and ask Wu Ling to get it again."
Wei Jinmo snorted coldly: "You are so stupid, I told you that the wine room is at the end of the east corridor, you can't find it here!" He raised his head with his hands behind his hands and strode forward: "Come here quickly, or I will scold you!"
Wu Ling was furious and said to Su Youqing in a low voice: "You are too soft-tempered! If you are scolded by a junior like this, you have to say something back to him, otherwise you will not be able to live in the future!"
Su Youqing did not respond to her, silently holding the wine bottle and following Wei Jinmo's footsteps.
Seeing her half-dead look, Wu Ling gritted his teeth and secretly thought that she was not the real lady. He rolled his eyes and turned around to go back to the room.
*
When Wei Jinshu and Wei Jinqi in front of the mourning hall saw Su Youqing, they immediately sang and cheered loudly.
"You still know how to come?"
"Do you still have the nerve to come?"
Su Youqing turned a deaf ear, walked to the mourning hall, knelt down, and silently burned the paper.
In the firelight, she stared at the spiritual place of Old City Lord Wei, and gradually lost her concentration.
If Old City Master Wei really has a soul in heaven and knows that she is pretending to be someone else, will he be resurrected by her as Wei Jinmo said?
But she didn't want to either...
"Little prince, why are you here!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Su Youqing suddenly concentrated, and her body stiffened unconsciously.
"I can't sleep, come here to pay my respects to the old city lord." Shen Xinglou responded.
Even though she didn't look back, she could still feel a pair of eyes staring at her.
Then she heard footsteps getting closer and closer to her...
Black python boots came into view, and she lowered her head, not even daring to breathe.
Shen Xinglou had a smile in his eyes. Seeing her soft pink ears turning deep red, he deliberately squatted down next to her.
Glancing at the pile of paper money in her hand, he reached out his hand and passed in front of her, taking some. When he retracted his hand, his little finger inadvertently brushed the warm back of her hand. Seeing her trembling slightly, he couldn't help but find it even more interesting.
He threw a few pieces of paper money into the brazier and asked in a serious tone: "Which young lady are you? Xiao Wang thinks you are very strange."
Su Youqing's scalp was numb, and she responded in a tight voice: "Hui, back to the young prince, I am the third young master's unmarried wife, Su Youqing..."
Wei Jinmo's voice came down the stairs: "Young prince, please don't say a few words to her. Grandma thinks she is unlucky!"
"Unlucky?" He pretended to be surprised.
He smiled and moved closer to her.
Whisper in a voice that only two people can hear: "The taste of Qimengxiang just now is not wonderful. Now that the medicinal effect has worn off, how about going to Xiao Wang's bed and trying it again to let Xiao Wang infect you with bad luck? Hmm?"
Su Youqing bit her lip, her cheeks seemed to be bleeding.
This time, not only the ears, but also the neck downwards were a warm and attractive red.
