Pei Yuange's handsome eyebrows were raised, his peach blossom eyes glowed with an unspeakable light, and the smile on his lips looked hearty and charming, with a little cunning.
Wenren Qianjue tilted her head and looked at him.
It is not difficult to imagine how this man charmed thousands of girls in the romantic field.
Even if the young master of the Pei family is too dandy as rumored by outsiders, he still has his own unique capital.
The women around them were even more unhappy when they saw Pei Yuange put his hands on Wenren Qianjue, and their gazes could almost kill her. but She suddenly felt a gaze from behind, which felt dark and cold.
It gave off a feeling of extreme danger, not coming from jealous women.
When he turned around, he saw the ghost-faced man talking to Ouyang Junnuo calmly, as if he had never looked this way before.
Pei Yuange also looked over and saw nothing.
He asked curiously: "What?"
Wenren Qianjue shook his head: "It's nothing."
His eyes fell on his shoulders: "I said, Mr.
Pei, you can take your hands away."
Pei Yuange was speechless: "Hey, you woman, my words just now were not touching, but you are still so cold-blooded."
The handsome figure lazily patted the non-existent dust on his shoulders and said calmly: "Men and women cannot be intimate."
Baili Suye withdrew her gaze.
He has mysophobia, a very serious mysophobia, and doesn't like anyone touching his prey.
Ouyang Junnuo pushed up his glasses, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting.
A dark light flashed behind the lenses.
Then, he spoke: "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, I have something to do, so I will leave first.
You take your time and play."
"Hmm."
Baili Suye responded coldly.
It seems like it should be like this.
Ouyang Junnuo walked to the front: "Miss Wenren, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."
His smile was elegant and just right.
If it weren't for the strange light that flashed behind his lenses, Wenren Qianjue would have almost thought how kind this man was.
"Mr.
Ouyang, see you later."
She nodded and didn't say much.
This person appeared strangely.
He had never seen him before, but he could tell his identity at a glance.
Now I have been following for a while and I am leaving again.
Before Ouyang Junnuo left, he left behind a meaningful saying: "I believe Miss Wenrensan and I will meet again soon."
"Tsk, tsk, it turns out you like this type."
Qian Jueduo, an observer, glanced at Ouyang Junnuo's back.
Pei Yuange smacked his lips and gave a thumbs up: "Good taste."
Wenren Qianjue looked away: "We have never met before.
How could he know who I am."
Pei Yuange said disapprovingly: "Ouyang has a photographic memory.
Maybe he has met you before, but you don't remember.
Or maybe he heard Wenren Xuexi calling you sister when he was outside Hongyanfang."
"I see."
Wenren Qianjue's eyes become more profound, do you have a photographic memory?
After coming out of Hongyanfang, Wenren Xuexi got on the carriage, and her expression turned cold as soon as the curtain fell.
Wenren Xiaoyu, who was sitting opposite her, felt a little guilty and timidly called out: "Sister" Suddenly raising her eyes, Wenren Xuexi looked at her ruthlessly: "Yu'er, you really let your sister down today."
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"I" Wenren Xiaoyu still wanted to argue, but when he saw the cruel look in Wenren Xuexi's eyes, his heart trembled unconsciously and he was speechless.
Wenren Xuexi softened her tone and said, "When no one is watching, you can bully her no matter what you want.
When there are people around, you must let everyone know that she is bullying you."
Wenren Xiaoyu wanted to say why he did this.
If you hate her, just bully her severely.
Why bother doing so many useless things.
Finally she opened her mouth and said only one word: "Okay."
The carriages and horses were rolling, and Wenren Xuexi was sitting in the car, not wanting to say a word.
Looking back on today's situation, that wasted nymphomaniac actually had the upper hand.
She had never suffered such a big loss before.
Just when she was about to be defeated, Ouyang Junnuo suddenly appeared to pay the bill for her.
Thinking of Ouyang Junnuo, her heart moved, but it was a good thing to meet him today.
It seems that they are not very familiar with each other, so I have to find the right opportunity to have more contact with him.
As for Wenren Qianjue, she will make her suffer. snap An ivory pick in her hand was pinched into two pieces.
Outside the gate of the Minister of War's Mansion, Wenren Qianjue walked beside Pei Yuange: "Go."
She pointed to the entrance of the gate.
Pei Yuange wondered: "Why me?"
Wenren Qianjue rolled her eyes at him unceremoniously: "Could it be me?"
She is still considered by the Minister of War to be the real murderer of her daughter.
Then she pointed to the ghost-faced man beside her: "It's still him."
The ghost-faced man's clothing is low-key and shows his dignity.
Although he is standing still, his turbulent momentum is coming out, as if there are signs for miles around: Keep away from strangers.
Especially that ghost face It's abnormal no matter how you look at it.
Wenren Qianjue spread his hands and said, "Mr.
Pei, use your brain."
Pei Yuange walked over, and when the guards saw him, they immediately greeted him with smiles: "Why is Mr.
Pei here?
I'll tell you immediately."
Xia Shangshu's mansion looks simple from the outside, and the front yard is also very ordinary.
But as soon as I walked to the backyard, there were pavilions, bridges and flowing water.
It was as luxurious as it could be.
The previous ones are just for show, for people to see.
Xia Shangshu was sitting in the hall, drinking tea leisurely.
When he saw Pei Yuange, he immediately greeted him: "How come my nephew is free to come to my place today?"
He was smiling, in good spirits, and didn't seem to suffer from the loss of his daughter at all.
Pei Yuange also smiled.
He was completely like a young master of ours, and he was very polite: "Sir Shangshu must know that my nephew was appointed by the emperor to take charge of my concubine's case, so I came here with my partner to ask questions today."
Wenren Qianjue came over and nodded, his voice neither humble nor arrogant: "Master Shangshu."
As soon as Xia Shangshu saw her, his expression turned bad.
He touched his mustache and sneered, "I wonder why the wind blew the murderer in front of me."
"Oh, so Lord Shangshu knows whose hands Xia Yunrou died at."
Wenren Qianjue raised her handsome eyebrows and followed his words.
"You" Xia Shangshu was so angry that his face turned red.
Seeing that Pei Yuange was still nearby, he couldn't say anything, so he could only continue to sneer: "I don't argue with people like you."
"Yes, I think Master Shangshu is busy with everything in his day and night."
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She smiled and continued calmly: "Not only did he not have time to argue with me, he also couldn't think too much about his daughter's death."
Xia Shangshu's situation was much different from what she had imagined before.
Xia Yunrou's death didn't seem to cause him any pain.
When I saw him today, he was still in good spirits, and his mood could even be called happy.
However, there were thick black spots under his eyes, which indicated that he had had excessive sexual intercourse.
He didn't care about Xia Yunrou, his daughter, at all.
If this one dies, he can replace it and send it to the palace.
Only Xia Yunrou's biological mother would experience such heart-wrenching pain.
Xia Shangshu's expression changed, but he calmed down, with a threatening tone: "Wenren Qianjue, you are a junior, don't think that you are Wenren's young lady, I don't dare to do anything to you.
You'd better pay attention.
My own words."
She touched her nose and said in embarrassment: "Tsk, there's nothing you can do about it.
I'm only born to talk like this.
If Lord Shangshu doesn't like it, don't worry about hearing others, just come to me directly.
Don't worry. , I heard that people won’t care.”
The tone of his speech was carefree, like a complete ruffian.
Xia Shangshu didn't expect her to speak so clearly.
He had nothing to threaten.
He could only wave his sleeves and sit back in his seat: "Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming?
I have other things."
I don’t have time to spend time with you here.”
Only then did he see someone standing next to Wenren Qianjue.
That man seemed to have an extremely good figure, and his temperament was admirable.
He just wore a ghost face.
Probably Pei Yuange's friend, Xia Shangshu didn't think much about it.
Wenren Qianjue took out the small rosewood box and put it on the table: "Does Master Shangshu know this thing?"
Xia Shangshu only glanced at it and said disdainfully: "How can I know about the things that women use at home?"
Somehow, he always felt that the ghost-faced man was weird.
Just standing there gives people an indescribable sense of oppression.
It made him very uncomfortable.
Wenren Qianjue's eyes were burning as he stroked the small rosewood box and said softly: "In that case, how do you know that this is something for women?"
The small rosewood box has a simple shape.
From the appearance alone, it looks more like a small box for storage.
I will never think about rouge and gouache.
"Ahem."
Xia Shangshu choked, put down the tea cup, and said with a hint of annoyance: "I have only seen this small box at Wu Yiniang's place, so what does it have to do with you?"
Wenren Qianjue picked up the small box and smiled: "It seems that I have to meet the fifth aunt."
Pei Yuange was willing to talk things over, so Xia Shangshu, considering his social relationship with the Pei family, reluctantly agreed to Wen Ren Qianjue's meeting with Wu Yiniang.
As soon as she entered the door, Wu Yiniang was startled by the ghost face: "Ah" She was very young, not much older than Wen Ren Qianjue.
The ghost-faced man sat there lazily, exuding an aristocratic aura.
Wenren Qianjue comforted her: "It's okay, this is someone we are traveling with."
Xia Shangshu was very impatient: "What are you yelling about?"
"Oh, you scared me to death."
Fifth Yiniang patted her chest with a small pink handkerchief and sat across from them: "Tell me, if you have anything to ask me."
Her dripping eyes looked up and she was stunned when she saw Pei Yuange.
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Pei Yuange maintained his demeanor, as if he didn't know the person in front of him at all.
Wenren Qianjue coughed twice, interrupted Wu Yiniang's secret glances without knowing it, and pushed the small red sandalwood box in front of her: "Five Yiniang, do you know this thing?"
"Ah," she was stunned, then saw the box in front of her, and said with a clear attitude: "Here, I have exactly the same one.
I thought I bought two of them and gave one to Yunrou, but I didn't expect it.
He was gone in the blink of an eye, but you didn’t know that the second aunt went crazy at that time, and is still locked in the attic in the backyard by the master."
Wenren Qianjue's eyes moved, remembering that woman in prison, and she scratched the wooden railings with white marks, not caring about her own blood.
It turns out that it has been locked up.
"So, you know what's in it," she continued.
"Of course, this is the best fragrance powder in Hongyanfang at that time."
Wu Yiniang touched her face and glanced at Pei Yuange with her charming eyes.
"After using it, what did Xia Yunrou put in it?
Do you know?"
she asked immediately.
It seems that this fifth aunt is about the same age as Xia Yunrou, and she also loves beauty.
The two of them can go shopping for perfume together, so they have a good relationship.
Maybe you know something.
Wu Yiniang suddenly looked a little strange.
She looked around and said, "I'm not very clear about that girl."