The prefect was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat.
He kept wiping his forehead with a handkerchief, completely unaware that his actions made Wen Ren Xuexi look disgusted.
"Well, second lady, listen to me, I like this white jade beauty very much.
But I am really helpless when it comes to Wenren Qianjue.
She has the little golden fan rewarded by the emperor in her hand."
The prefect's words were a bit incoherent.
Wenren Xuexi was still sitting dignifiedly, but her heart skipped a beat.
That little bitch actually got the little golden fan that the emperor rewarded The smile on her lips was still gentle, and she spoke softly: "Xue Xi heard that last time, sister Qian Jue forced the prefect to kneel down to her at the gate of the mansion.
This matter caused everyone in the capital to know about it.
How can the magistrate be able to swallow this breath?"
As soon as the prefect heard this, his face immediately turned red.
After a long while, he hesitated and said: "The third lady is from the Wenren Mansion after all."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wenren Xuexi: "If your Excellency is worried about this matter, then there is no need.
My father and mother have said that this matter is at your disposal."
The prefect was stunned, so to speak, the Wenren Mansion had completely given up on this daughter.
Seeing him stunned, Wenren Xuexi pursed her lips and her watery eyes tactfully said: "Sir, please keep this little thing first."
She pushed the white jade beauty worth a thousand dollars back: "What does my father mean?
It's very simple.
It's not convenient for him to handle this matter, but you might as well teach her a lesson."
The prefect heard almost as if he was falling into the clouds, and could only ask stupidly: "Then what should I do?"
With the little golden fan in hand, he could hardly do anything to Wenren Qianjue.
"Well," Wenren Xuexi's eyes seemed to be looking into the distance: "Xuexi once thought about this matter for you, and came up with a way.
I just don't know if you dare to do it."
The magistrate leaned forward and said, "What the second lady means is" Wenren Xue Xi spoke softly, her red lips squirming, every word was heartbreaking.
The magistrate suddenly understood and nodded: "Then we have to rely on the second lady for this matter."
"My lord, please wait to hear the good news from Xue Xi."
Wenren Xue Xi stood up and tightened the ribbon around her body.
She was as beautiful as a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.
When Wenren Qianjue returned to the inn, she opened the door and saw the ghost-faced man just standing by the window, his back isolated from the world, and it was shockingly beautiful.
"What are you looking at?"
She took a sip of water to moisten her dry throat.
"It's okay."
The ghost-faced man looked away from the sneaky gangster below.
Before Wenren Qianjue came back, that person appeared downstairs.
He poked his head around, as if wanting to see if he was there.
"Is that the man below?"
Wenren Qianjue asked while drinking water.
She felt it when she came back.
No matter who the other party was, she only felt embarrassed by sending such a low-level person to spy on her.
The ghost-faced man leaned lazily on the table, as if he hadn't woken up, and had a noble aura all over his body: "You saw it too."
"It's boring anyway.
You can tease him when you have free time."
After Wenren Qianjue finished drinking the water, Pei Yuange also came in, with dark circles under his eyes: "Hey, I won't come, and you won't go find him either.
It’s a shame that I still treat you as friends.”
Wenren Qianjue poured a cup of cold tea on it.
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Wow, Master Pei's handsome face that everyone loved was instantly turned into a water curtain hole.
Wenren Qianjue poured another glass of water and asked kindly: "Are you awake?
Do you want another glass?"
"Uh" He wiped the water from his face and said, "Wake up."
When he woke up at noon, he had a terrible headache, and his head was as drowsy as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Now a cup of herbal tea, let alone, it is really much better.
"Master Pei had a lot of fun last night."
Wenren Qianjue reminded him slowly, looking at the two black marks under his eyes.
"You" Pei Yuange really didn't have the energy to complain back.
He went out with these two people last night.
When he left the brothel later, the flower girls surrounded him and the ghost-faced man.
Wen Renqian walked forward without knowing what he was thinking.
The ghost-faced man just pushed lightly, and his body fell towards the women without any force.
Crazy bees and butterflies immediately swarmed up, and the last thing he saw in the clear world was the figure of the Ghost-Faced Man leaving ruthlessly.
"Happy, have you ever seen anyone so happy?"
He yawned, glanced at the rouge and gouache, and instantly became energetic: "Wenren Qianjue, you bought that."
"Yeah."
Wenren Qianjue nodded lazily.
Pei Yuange glanced at her maliciously: "Not bad, I finally thought about it and want to be a woman."
Wow Another cup of tea was thrown into Master Pei's face.
Pei Yuange wiped his face and protested: "Do you know who I am?
I also picked a gang and killed people on sight.
How bloody?"
Wenren Qianjue was very calm: "Master Pei, don't get me wrong.
I don't want to offend you.
I just think it will be easier to put on makeup later if you wash your face."
Pei Yuange was stunned: "What?"
After a while, Pei Yuange woke up completely and stood across the table indignantly: "Wenren Qianjue put down the powder in your hand.
Maybe we can still be friends."
Wenren Qianjue stood across from him carelessly and plucked his ears: "It's not rare."
"You" Young Master Pei is especially cute when he is angry, which makes people want to bully him even more.
"Don't run away, be a good boy.
It only takes a while and let me practice my skills."
Wenren Qianjue walked leisurely around the table with a sinister smile, admiring the way Young Master Pei hides in extreme grievance.
Come and hide.
Finally, Pei Yuange couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at the ghost-faced man who was admiring this scene at the right time: "You don't care."
Wenren Qianjue clicked her tongue twice: "Hey, are you complaining to your brother?"
"It doesn't matter."
The ghost-faced man stood up in a rare move.
His dignified and indifferent steps made both of them stop.
His every move was like a masterpiece of movement.
The ghost-faced man stopped beside Pei Yuange.
Young Master Pei wondered why this pace looked so familiar.
Suddenly, my shoulders went numb and my whole body couldn't move.
The ghost-faced man retracted his hand calmly and said to Wenren Qianjue: "We can start."
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Pei Yuange was about to cry but had no tears: He didn't care about this damn thing, so he would rather he didn't care about it.
Wenren Qianjue's small powder puff has been pressed on his face, and the ghost-faced man is lazily standing beside him, giving some pointers from time to time: "It's a little white here, um, it's dark over there."
Then apply luozidai on the eyebrows, apply lipstick on the lips, and finally, carefully apply the flower hazel between the eyebrows.
Wenren Qianjue stopped and looked at the beauty in front of him, feeling very proud of his skills: "It's not difficult.
You can learn it in one go."
The ghost-faced man gave a rare nod: "It's true."
Pei Yuange struggled so hard that his whole body was weak, and he still tried his best to pout his lips so as not to touch his lips.
In the end, he was bullied by Wenren Qianjue into submission.
Wenren Qianjue took out a mirror and showed it to him: "Here, it's very good, you're a beauty."
She blinked her eyes as she spoke, showing a suave and seductive attitude.
Pei Yuange opened her eyes to a slit, and the beauty in the mirror also opened her watery peach blossom eyes to a slit, her eyes were gleaming, her fair little face had cinnabar-like upper lips, and she was so beautiful.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
The ghost-faced man's lips curved, and with a flick of his long sleeves, the door opened automatically.
Behind the door, the waiter and Old Man Li were stunned on the spot.
There is such a beautiful woman in the house, and she is wearing men's clothes Pei Yuange was particularly embarrassed, angry and yelled at Wenren Qianjue: "You haven't closed the door yet" The expressions on the waiter's and Old Man Li's faces were even more horrifying.
Damn it, the beauty still has a man's voice.
Wenren Qianjue asked Old Man Li to come in and sit down.
The waiter stood at the door and didn't leave.
Finally he spoke, and he asked very shyly: "Excuse me, girl, if you are married to me, I, I, I, I don't mind having an unpleasant voice."
Pei Yuange became even more angry: "Which ear of yours heard that my voice is ugly?
My voice is so magnetic?"
It is well known: This person's focus is hopeless.
Looking at Old Man Li's face, a flash of lightning flashed through her heart.
She suddenly darkened her eyes and said in a cold voice: "Please relieve his acupuncture points and let him wash off the things on his face quickly."
These rouge gouache are not bought for fun.
Not sure, but very likely
Pei Yuange didn't expect her to say that suddenly, so he smiled and said, "You have some conscience."
"You are not allowed to touch these things again."
Wenren Qianjue let out a sigh of relief, without explaining, he put down the things in his hands and said to Old Man Li: "Old Man Li, let's go."
Old man Li sat at the table, clutching his pipe pot anxiously.
He didn't listen at all to the behavior of the two of them.
When he heard his name being called, he stood up in surprise: "Ah, let's take a walk."
He always felt like his right eyelid was twitching.
After going downstairs, Wenren Qianjue took him to a cellar of the inn.
The gloomy cellar was filled with moisture.
Qian Jue lit the candlestick in her hand and looked forward.
All on the ground were coffins.
When Old Man Li saw so many coffins, he couldn't breathe smoothly and asked tremblingly: "Girl, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting."
Wen Ren Qianjue's hand was placed on one of the coffins, as if it was just resting on the armrest of the chair: "I want to take Old Man Li to see for himself that there are so many girls here who died of the same cause as Xiaohui. .
They should not be left in a mass grave by their parents.”
What's wrong with girls loving beauty?
If you are going to die based on this alone, how many people in the world will survive?
Old Man Li's whole body shook suddenly, he turned around and stumbled away: "I don't understand what you are saying."
"You don't understand, or you don't want to understand."
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Wenren Qianjue didn't stop him.
He stood at the coffin, leaning sideways, with eyes so clear that he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
Old Man Li paused as he left: "When did you know that Xiaohui was dead?"
"I saw her buried in a mass grave."
Wenren Qianjue's eyes swept across the rows of coffins.
They looked terrible, but who knew that the fact that they were lying here was even more terrifying: "It's a coincidence.
What?”
Old Man Li didn't look back, his shoulders hunched violently, and he sobbed and cried: "I don't want Xiaohui to die there, what happened to her?"
The death of his only daughter also hit him hard.
In Old Man Li's narration, Wenren Qianjue knew what happened at that time.
On the eve of her wedding, Xiaohui's mother saw her aging into a gray-haired old woman in front of her.
"Are the things in her dowry still there?"
As soon as Xia Yunrou died, the things disappeared.
Uncle Li thought for a while: "We didn't plan to keep her things, but my wife was sad to see them.
Later, Xiaohui's friend Xiaozhu came to play with her and liked the things on her table very much, so we let her take them all away. ” "Oh no!"
Wenren Qianjue frowned and grabbed Old Man Li: "Where does Xiaozhu live?"