Women have fair skin, and because of this, any damage on their skin will look particularly dazzling.
Just like the wound on her forehead.
Wu Qingchen was born face blind.
Especially after waking up this time, his prosopagnosia seemed to have worsened a lot. If he met someone before a cup of tea, he might not remember whose face it belonged to after meeting him again after a cup of tea.
So far, there are only two faces that he can really remember and distinguish immediately.
So, when the woman rushed over to him and called him "Mr. Qingchen," he was still wondering who this girl was and how she knew his name.
It wasn't until he saw the wound on the woman's forehead and smelled the familiar smell of ointment emanating from the other woman's wound that he realized: Oh, it turns out she is my maid in the City Lord's Mansion.
He remembered that the maid's name was Qiuxiang, so he asked, "Qiuxiang, why are you here?" At the same time, he glanced around nervously, and he was relieved when he didn't see the face that made him uncomfortable.
It's good that that person didn't come.
If that person comes, depending on his temperament, I am afraid that none of the people present will be able to survive.
Qiuxiang didn't know whether others could survive. She only knew that she was afraid her life would end this time.
The Lord of the City asked her to serve Young Master Qing Chen, but now Young Master Qing Chen has a sword pointed at his neck. This is her dereliction of duty as a maid!
Others may cry for mercy if they neglect their duties. If you are lucky, you may be able to get a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious service.
But if you neglect your duty in serving Mr. Qingchen, you won’t even have the chance to cry and beg!
You must know that Young Master Qingchen is the darling of their city lord, and he can say in front of the city lord that you make me feel sick, and the one who is scolded as disgusting will not only not feel embarrassed by it,
On the contrary, he will be like a child who has been praised by an adult, smiling happily with excitement.
That's right, their Lord City Lord is like this. As long as he can get a word from Young Master Qingchen, it doesn't matter what the content of that sentence is. As long as the words come from Young Master Qingchen and are meant to be heard by Lord City Lord, Lord City Lord will understand.
Treat it like a treasure.
Their city lord, in front of Young Master Qingchen, willingly lowered his head and always placed himself in the most humble position.
Such a treasure that the city lord was holding in his hands for fear of falling and holding in his mouth for fear of melting was now being pointed at the neck with knives by a group of people... Do they think the smell of blood in the air of Jiuyou City is too light?
!
Qiuxiang simply couldn't imagine what was waiting for her. The fear of death roared in her chest like a wild beast. Her eyes were so red that she didn't even hear Wu Qingchen's question, she just stared wide-eyed.
His eyes were staring straight at Boss Qiu.
The eyes were filled with dense red bloodshot eyes, scarlet like the eyes of animals.
They are all idiots!
This fool wants to kill himself and wants to take her with him. She is going to tear this fool into pieces!
Being stared at by such a pair of terrifying eyes, Boss Qiu didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all. He smiled at Qiuxiang and said: "Oh, the little lady is quite fierce, I'm so scared!"
While Boss Qiu was talking about being scared, he also pretended to pat his heart, really looking like he was scared.
However, the next moment he showed his ferocity, looking at Qiuxiang with sinister eyes, and sneered: "It's a pity that you are targeting the wrong person! This is Jiuyou City, and it is not a place for you human monks to run wild!"
Obviously, in Boss Qiu's view, since Wu Qingchen is a human monk, then Qiu Xiang, who knelt down and bowed to Wu Qingchen, is naturally also a human monk.
First, the storyteller had his head cut off, then the bookstore was smashed, and now even he had one of his fingers broken. Boss Qiu had never been so angry in his life. After cursing, he pointed at Qiuxiang's nose and raised his hand to leave. Slap Qiuxiang in the face.
...Of course it didn’t work out.
To be qualified as Wu Qingchen's maid, it is not enough just to be attentive and know how to serve others. You must also have the ability to fight one against a hundred. Only then can you be qualified to walk behind Wu Qingchen.
Qiuxiang didn't take people like Boss Qiu seriously at all. Before Wu Qingchen could say "Hey", one of Boss Qiu's arms was torn off by her.
It's really the kind of forceful pulling, and the flesh and blood at the break can be pulled out. The scene is very bloody, and the method is very consistent with the devil's style: rough and wild.
Shen Qiqi was stunned, looking at Boss Qiu's broken arm that looked like it had been eaten by a wild beast, and felt that her own arm was hurting.
Here, Boss Qiu failed to hit the person, but lost an arm instead. He was stunned by the pain, his head was buzzing, and then he vaguely heard a voice saying:
"Hey, this little lady is not a human monk, she is one of our own!"
"Since she is one of our own, why is she kneeling down and bowing to a human monk? Isn't she a traitor?"
"You are the traitor, and your whole family is a traitor. That is my sister, and my sister is the maidservant of the city lord's wife!"
A voice shouted very loudly.
Boss Qiu's head was still buzzing, but when he suddenly heard the words "Mrs. City Lord", he suddenly woke up.
The city lord’s wife?
The city lord’s wife is here?
Great, the city lord's wife is here, and the city lord must be here too!
He has been waiting for his backer!!!
Boss Qiu, who was about to collapse from the severe pain, suddenly felt as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He tried to open his eyes wide and was about to see where the backer was so that he could rush over and hug his thigh.
As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw that all the long swords and short knives he had been holding in a mess just now were gone, and the thugs he raised looked as gray as if their parents had died.
Even the onlookers who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously were all keeping their mouths shut and looking horrified.
Those who had some friendship with Boss Qiu, while trembling all over, did not forget to stare at him with complaining eyes, obviously blaming him.
Why should I blame him properly?
Before Boss Qiu understood what was going on, he saw a long knife hitting his forehead. He was so frightened that his pupils shrank, and before he could scream in horror, the big knife suddenly came close to his forehead again. It stopped just less than an inch away, as if it was stopped by some force.
Then he heard a male voice say: "Qiuxiang, forget it, spare his life, the city lord... I will go and make it clear to him, and I won't let him take out his anger on you."
The voice paused for a moment, then sounded again: "The same goes for you."
Then there was a loud sound of kowtows.
The cries of "Thank you, Madam City Lord, for sparing my life" became louder and louder than before, making Boss Qiu dizzy. When his vision finally cleared up again, he saw heads kneeling in a dark circle around him.
And the target of everyone's kneeling and worshiping was actually the human monk with a pretty face.
What's going on?
Why do everyone kneel to this human monk??
At this moment, Boss Qiu seemed to have lost not only his arms, but also more than half of his brain, which was completely insufficient. Until Qiuxiang kicked him in the stomach, kicked him to the ground, and scolded him coldly.
He was still not grateful to kneel down and thank the city lord's wife for not killing him, so he suddenly woke up and looked at Wu Qingchen with wide eyes and disbelief.
The city lord’s wife?
Is this the city lord’s wife?
Their wife of the city lord is not only a human monk, but also a man... But this is not important anymore. What is important is that he just shouted at the wife of the city lord to beat and kill, and pointed his finger at the nose of the city lord's wife...
Thinking about the series of domineering behaviors he had just done by stepping on the tiger's head, Boss Qiu's face turned pale in an instant. It was obviously his arm that was injured, and his legs were still intact, but he persisted.
Unable to get up, he lay prone on the ground, his whole body shaking into chaff.
There is no trace of the arrogance and arrogance that he had when he shouted just now.
Seeing him like this, Wu Qingchen knew that it would be impossible to get people up at this time, so he didn't force himself. He walked to him and stopped, asking: "How many books of conversations between me and your city lord are there in your bookstore?
"
"If I go back to the city lord's wife, I won't have any of them!" Boss Qiu was lying on the ground, too frightened to raise his head, and replied with chattering teeth.
When Wu Qingchen heard this, he frowned slightly and didn't believe it: "There are no more copies? How could it be?"
How did the book about his conversation with that big monster sell so well?
But seeing how the people on the ground were shaking, and not looking like they dared to lie to him, Wu Qingchen could only say: "Okay, if not, then there won't be. You are not allowed to write books about me and your city lord in the future.
Remember it?"
"Remember...remember! I know I was wrong. I promise I will never do this again in the future!"
"Now that you've acknowledged your mistake, get up, but your broken arm..."
"These are all small crimes that deserve it!"
"..."
Seeing that things here were about to be settled, Shen Qiqi, who had watched the big show with great interest, hurriedly pulled Xie Beiming. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to them, she quietly pulled Xie Beiming and turned around to leave.
After walking half a street, Xie Beiming asked her: "You just helped the city lord's wife once, and then you just walked away without any intention of establishing friendship with her?"
Shen Qiqi: "Pan, of course I have to climb. She is the wife of the city lord, and she is the one who sleeps in the same bed with the city lord."
As for who knows the City Lord best, it is probably the City Lord’s wife.
But there are also things to pay attention to when building friendships.
Shen Qiqi looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so she lowered her voice and said to Xie Beiming: "Haven't you seen that this city lord's wife has a heart of a Bodhisattva? Although I rescued him just now, but
I also killed a person, and he must have a problem with me, blaming me for being too harsh. If I get close to him at this time, he will probably dislike me even more, so I can't take the initiative, I have to let him get closer.
I."
"That's what I say, but what if he doesn't take the initiative?" Xie Beiming asked.
Shen Qiqi stretched out a finger and waved it, and said with determination: "What if this thing you are talking about does not exist."
"Are you so confident? What do you rely on?"
"Reliance..." Shen Qiqi frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Is intuition considered a reliance?"
Xie Beiming: "..."
Facts have proved that Shen Qiqi's intuition is very accurate.
The two of them walked half the street and were about to go to the tea shop across the street to sit down and rest for a while. A voice called them from behind: "You two, please stay."
When he turned around and looked behind him, he saw that it was the city lord's wife named Mr. Qingchen.
Three steps away behind him, the maid Qiuxiang followed.
Wu Qingchen whispered something to Qiu Xiang, Qiu Xiang bit her lip and hesitated, Wu Qingchen raised her finger and pointed at the tea shop in front of her, and Qiu Xiang turned and left.
After the maid walked away, Wu Qingchen walked towards Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming. When he arrived, he did not put on any airs of the city lord's wife. Instead, Shen Qiqi looked panicked. He held Xie Beiming's hand tightly, as if he was ready to run away if the situation went badly.
Wu Qingchen's eyes fell on the two clasped hands, and then looked at Shen Qiqi's frightened and guarded look. He was surprised for a moment, and then seemed to react, and comforted Shen Qiqi with a smile: "Girl, because you just killed someone, are you worried that I will hold you accountable?"
His voice was soft and his lips were smiling when he spoke, making him look particularly approachable.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
However, Shen Qiqi still had a tight face, looking at Wu Qingchen warily with fear and uneasiness.
Seeing her like this, Wu Qingchen felt a little helpless, shook his head and said with a smile: "Girl, you may have misunderstood me. Although there are rumors outside that I am kind and kind, but they are just rumors. They can't be counted. They are just like rumors. , can’t be taken seriously.”
He turned back, glanced far away in the direction of the bookstore, and continued: "To be honest, the storyteller just now wanted to take my life if he disagreed with me. Even if the girl doesn't take action, I will not let him go. After all, he He's going to kill me, but he doesn't want me to have a kind heart towards him, right? I'm not that noble." After saying that, Wu Qingchen also showed an expression of "You think too highly of me" .
Shen Qiqi seemed to be moved by his words, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the panic and anxiety on her face also faded a lot.
Wu Qingchen asked: "The girl was in such a hurry to leave just now, maybe she was afraid that I would blame her?"
Shen Qiqi pursed her lips and smiled at him sheepishly.
It's like acquiescing to what he said.
Wu Qingchen also laughed, and then said sadly: "I didn't expect that in the girl's mind, I am still such a person who repays kindness with hatred."
When Shen Qiqi heard this, she quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, that's not the case. We never thought about it this way..."
"Since I haven't thought about it this way, let me treat you two to a meal. I wonder if you two are willing to give me such an opportunity?" After Wu Qingchen finished speaking, he raised his eyes to the tea shop not far ahead and made Invite, "The tea shop in front not only runs the tea business, but also provides meals. The cooks there are very skilled."
It was his words that Shen Qiqi was waiting for.
To find out information, you just have to sit down and set up a good trap.
What's easier to talk about than at the wine table.
Even if the city lord's wife didn't speak, she could still find a way to get the city lord's wife to the wine table.
Fortunately, the other party invited me first, which saved me a lot of trouble.
Shen Qiqi quietly scratched Xie Beiming's palm and sent a message to him with some pride: "See, I'll tell you that my intuition is pretty accurate."