No one thought that the scholar who just jumped into the river and died was actually Mr. Chen's favorite disciple.
What I didn't even expect was that Mr. Chen, who was a man of his status, would actually come forward to question a brothel woman in person.
Witch!
Mr. Chen calls Miss Qing'er a witch!
If it had been anyone else, the onlookers around him would have been shouting arrogant words and scolding them to the point of death.
But it was Mr. Chen who spoke, so the nature of it was extraordinary.
Mr. Chen made "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" a banned book with just one sentence. Although the popular brothel girls around him were highly respected by the people, they were far less prestigious than the old man in front of him.
Mo Jiqing obviously did not expect such a situation to occur. He was silent for a while and repeated what he said before.
The reason is simple. Mo Jiqing felt very sorry for the scholar's death, but there was no evidence to prove that it had anything to do with Mo Jiqing. All the other party's actions were wishful thinking, and no one forced him to die.
Judging from Mr. Chen's mood, it is obvious that he blames all the sins on Mo Jiqing.
This obviously doesn't make sense.
But the other party is Mr. Chen, who dares to stand in front of Miss Qing'er?
The atmosphere was a bit dull, and with the scorching sun beating down on our heads, bursts of sweat broke out on everyone's forehead.
In an anxious mood, Mr. Chen loudly recounted the evidence of the evil woman in front of him.
What they say is nothing more than those things that confuse the world...
This is not the first time I have heard such remarks. Whenever a Qinghuan in Hualou is too famous, someone will always jump out and point fingers. However, this is the first time for someone with the status of Mr. Chen to come out, and sometimes he
Say it in front of everyone.
Mr. Chen's words were unpleasant to listen to, and he kept scolding him in various ways. He seemed to have no moral demeanor at all.
But in the eyes of everyone, Miss Qing'er was very elegant, listening silently, enduring countless grievances silently, with tears in her eyes but a smile on her lips. She looked really pitiful.
Outsiders each have their own reputation. Looking at this situation, it is obvious that Miss Qing'er has been bullied.
All of this is just because of Mr. Chen’s identity that no one dares to say anything.
No one noticed that when Mr. Chen was angrily cursing, a person behind Miss Qing'er had a faint murderous intent in his eyes. He took a step forward slightly and the hands behind his back were already clenched into fists.
Mo Jiqing noticed this, calmly stopped him with his hands and gave him a look.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Jiqing made this move, Mr. Chen raised his crutch without warning and hit Mo Jiqing in the head!
Just hear a thumping sound.
Everyone took a breath.
A blood flower exploded from Mo Jiqing's forehead.
Mo Jiqing felt his eyes go dark and fell straight back.
Bai Song was only two steps away from Mo Jiqing. Before, he couldn't say hello to others because of his wife's presence. Now when he saw Miss Mo's head blossoming and her face changed drastically, he no longer cared about his identity, so he took two steps back and hugged her.
No one reacted, but Mr. Chen was still angry and struck Mo Jiqing with a stick.
Bai Song was really angry. He had never seen such a person who relied on his old age. He pinched his crutch and cursed angrily: "Immortal old man, you are not done yet!"
After saying that, he used a strong force on his hand to snatch the crutches away from him, and then waved at the other person with his backhand.
Before Bai Song took action, the people around him were even more frightened when they saw Bai Song's posture. They thought to themselves that there are still young people in the world who dare to hit Mr. Chen?
If this stick goes down, I don’t know what will happen!
Some people rolled their eyes in fear and their legs became weak.
As soon as Bai Song made a move, Xiang Xiang'er's scream came from beside him: "Ms. sir, no!"
Seeing Xiang'er's face turned pale, she ran towards him quickly.
Bai Song's mood paused for the first time, and his hand stopped in mid-air.
After all, Bai Song's stick was not defeated.
But Mr. Chen didn't show the slightest fear, and laughed angrily: "Boy, do you still dare to hit me?"
After saying that, he snatched the crutch from Bai Song and struck Bai Song and Mo Jiqing with the stick.
Bai Song had no choice but to hug Mo Jiqing and block Old Chen with his back, letting the old man hit him.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. After Bai Song was hit a few times, the surrounding spectators also realized that Mr. Chen had gone too far today and stepped forward to stop him.
Soon, Mr. Chen was pushed aside by the crowd.
Bai Song and Xiang'er were also squeezed away.
"Msang Gong...Msien Gong..."
"elder brother!"
The shouting in his ears became farther and farther, and when Bai Song raised his head, he could no longer see anyone.
Only holding Mo Jiqing in his arms was pushed aside by the crowd.
I don't know who shouted from the side: "Miss Qing'er, you'd better get out of the way quickly. This old man Chen is so angry that he really can't be offended."
In the chaos, Mo Jiqing finally stood up. As soon as she stood up, the people around her took another breath.
A group of men seemed to have been immobilized, they all froze in place and made no movement.
The surroundings were originally chaotic, so it was very strange that such a situation suddenly appeared.
Mo Jiqing was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, and touched his cheek. It turned out that his veil had fallen off in the chaos just now.
As soon as she stood up, her peerless face instantly shocked a group of young men.
No one in the outside world knows the face of Miss Qing'er. She has been famous for a month, but she still refuses to see her true face. So many people are speculating that Miss Qing'er may be an ugly person with nothing more than her voice.
It sounds good, so I keep hiding my face.
Now that Miss Qing'er's veil has slipped, her stunning face instantly breaks all doubts.
This girl, Qing'er, is so ugly that she avoids people. She is obviously too beautiful and may cause a commotion!
Everyone who saw it was dumbfounded, thinking to themselves, this is too pretty, right?
Especially the watery skin, which can be broken by a blow, like a shelled sugar-coated egg, and is as clear as crystal.
Mo Jiqing was a little stunned. He had never faced such a situation before. In addition, the sun was burning above his head, and his face was covered with glistening beads of sweat.
A few drops of sweat flowed through the corners of his eyes. Mo Jiqing felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously wiped his face with his hands.
It didn't matter that she wiped it. Shui Ling's face instantly showed a few red marks, which were symptoms of skin allergies!
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Song hugged Mo Jiqing in his arms and pressed her face against his chest to prevent others around him from seeing this scene.
The weather is hot today, and the sunscreen has been soaked with sweat, greatly reducing its effectiveness.
This Qing'er's skin is so delicate that it cannot even be touched by the sun.
Mo Jiqing was obviously aware of this, and suddenly became nervous, pressing tightly against Bai Song, not daring to make any move.
The people around him didn't know Bai Song's intentions. Seeing him being so rude to Miss Qing'er, there was a burst of criticism.
No longer able to stay here any longer, Bai Song held Mo Jiqing in his arms and rushed all the way, savagely squeezing out of the crowd.
Above the ferry was Flower Street. Bai Song and Mo Jiqing ran a few steps and arrived at the entrance of Yichun Courtyard.
Bai Song looked at the girl at the door and waved, and quickly followed in. Then the girl from Yichun Court closed the door and blocked everyone outside.
After arriving at Yichun Courtyard, Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Mo Jiqing and said, "Okay."
Mo Jiqing was covering her face at this moment, sobbing silently, tears falling down.
Bai Song was worried about the condition on her face and wanted to pull her hand away.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jiqing pushed Bai Song away repulsively, and rushed upstairs quickly, bumping into several girls from Yichun Yuan along the way. Everyone looked stunned, obviously not knowing what was going on.
Bai Song froze and thought for a moment, and then he realized that it was Miss Mo who might have hindered his face...
However, when he saw that the allergy on Miss Mo's face seemed to be more serious than he thought, Bai Song chased her to the door of Miss Mo's room and whispered against the door: "Miss Qing'er, open the door and let me take a look.
There was absolutely no intention of ridicule.”
"Mr. Bai, please go, Qing'er will be fine soon."
"Miss Qing'er, don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. Your skin condition seems to be much more serious than I thought. Let me take a look first. If there is a chance of recovery, I will do my best."
After saying that, Bai Song waited at the door for a moment, and the door opened a small crack.
Before Bai Song could enter the room, Qing'er turned around and fled behind the screen, leaving only two words.
"close the door".
Bai Song carefully entered the house and closed the door.
He also knew that women were extremely sensitive to their appearance and did not want others to see their ugliest side.
Not only did the old man give her a stick before, but now she has a skin allergy, Miss Mo must be very fragile now.
Bai Song didn't want to be too impatient. He sat down across the screen and whispered: "Miss Qing'er, there is no one else here. You can come out first. There is also the injury on your head. How do you feel now?"
Mo Jiqing walked out of the screen gently, covered his face with his hands, and sat opposite Bai Song.
Bai Song did not look at her face immediately, but paid attention to the wound on her forehead.
Fortunately, the skin was only broken and a lot of blood came out.
Bai Song got up and went outside to get a basin of water and some wound medicine that he brought with him.
First, he wiped the blood off Mo Jiqing's head, and then carefully applied medicine to the wound.
Although there was no conversation between the two, and Qing'er kept covering her face, she kept observing the man treating her through her fingers.
I saw that this man did not waver at all, he was as calm as usual, all his attention was on his forehead, without any distracting thoughts.
The man gave Mo Yiqing some comfort in a calm state, and his sensitive heart relaxed a little.
She didn't look in the mirror, but she could imagine the state of her face and didn't dare to expose it to others.
Seeing that the wound on his forehead had been treated, Mo Jiqing's heart became more and more panicked.
While her thoughts were wandering, the man's hand gently rested on hers, and then he took her hand and said softly: "Miss Qing'er, you have to let me take a look now, right?"
Mo Jiqing took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and at the same time let go of his hands, showing his ugliest side unreservedly in front of this man.
He is also the first man who has seen the ugliest side of herself since she can remember.
