The next morning, Wan Qing asked Mo Xiang and Mei Hong to take out their dark-red scarlet skirts, their eyebrows were lightly swept, and their makeup was simple, but the aura was so powerful that it made people lose their soul. It was as if the phoenix was about to reach nirvana.
With his eyes slightly focused, he took the butterfly hairpin from Mo Xiang's hand and put it on his head himself.
Looking at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, Wan Qing closed her eyes, clenched and unclenched her hands several times, and then slowly opened her eyes, "Mo Xiang, Mei Hong, come with me to the door and take a look.
.Remember to bring the warm tea to moisten their mouths."
Wan Qing stood up slowly, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened the door. The crisp air made Wan Qing sober up.
Looking at the bamboo shoots sprouting from the bamboo forest in front of the house, Wan Qing smiled coldly.
She has no room to retreat. Otherwise, she will be sealed underground forever.
When the door of Zuofu opened for the first time in two days, not only Qi Weiming, who had been waiting for a long time, was stunned, but also Aunt Lin, who was taking a nap in the sedan.
"Wan'er... you finally came out to see me." Qi Weiming said and wanted to hold Wan Qing's hand, but was stopped halfway by Wan Qing's cold glance.
"Hey, you're finally out. People who even your parents recognize indiscriminately still have a face..." Aunt Lin's words were silenced by Wan Qing's slap.
Aunt Lin was furious and wanted to slap her back, but Wan Qing slapped her again.
"Why, have you forgotten your identity, or something else? My current identity allows you to touch and criticize at will? Don't thank me. Although I dirty my hands by hitting you, you are
Mr. Chen's wife, I will naturally give you enough respect." Wan Qing turned around without hesitation, asked Mo Xiang to bring a chair over, and sat down upright at the gate of Zuofu, "Mei
Red, Paper Kite, bring tea to these sour scholars. You won’t have to wait until your mouth is dry and you have nothing to say.”
Aunt Lin was bored by Wan Qing, but it didn't mean that Qi Weiming had no idea. He had to win over Zuo Wanqing, whether it was for his own career or to satisfy his own vanity.
"Wan'er, look, this hairpin is a token of love you gave me, but I still remember it." Qi Weiming took out the silver butterfly hairpin from his sleeve, glanced at Wan Qing's head, and couldn't help but open his eyes slightly.
It's like seeing a ghost.
An obvious sneer appeared at the corner of Wan Qing's mouth. He looked at Aunt Lin as if she was about to take out the jade pendant. Wan Qing was still planning to waste some time, but she didn't expect Jiang Zizhen's voice to be heard from afar, "Heirloom jade pendant, buy one and get one free."
1! Excellent quality, no deception!"
Ji Yufan, dressed as an old man, followed Jiang Zizhen, who was having a great time, with an embarrassed look on his face, pretending to cough from time to time.
The jade pendant in this wooden box was exactly the same as the one in Aunt Lin's hand, which made the onlookers burst into laughter.
Wan Qing pursed her lips to hide her smile. This was just an appetizer, and the fun was definitely to come. Without a 100% certainty, neither Qi Weiming nor Mr. Chen would take risks.
"Brother Xinran, why don't you tell me? This sparrow flies up to the branch like a phoenix, how can it still remember the old nest?" A man dressed as a scholar with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks spoke quietly, and his tone was mercilessly criticizing Sang and Huai.
.
Qi Weiming pretended to be helpless and sighed, "Wan'er, Wan'er, it's you who makes me feel so chilled. Don't blame me..."
Wan Qing sneered, right? That's quite chilling.
"Wan'er... that day of love, do you still remember... I still remember it in my heart..." Wan Qing just raised her eyebrows slightly to show that she heard the extremely ambiguous words coming out of Qi Weiming's mouth.
Qi Weiming couldn't help but wanted to drag Wan Qing in to talk, but Wan Qing stopped him coldly, "What's wrong? I can't make it up, or what? Tell me, you see everyone is interested.
Let me put it boldly. Not just anyone can enter through the door of Zuofu."
"Oh, you..." Aunt Lin was about to interrupt when Zhiyuan moved her hand.
"Hey, I've forgotten you. What's the matter? I still can't remember? Why do you and me call you princess? Do you understand? Don't tell me that the dignified aunt of Mr. Chen's family doesn't even have any manners.
." Wan Qing sneered, put the tea cup on the plate held by Mo Xiang, and waited for Qi Weiming's next move.
"I remember, you... you have a mole on your shoulder." Listening to Qi Weiming's words, Wan Qing was dumbfounded. There is a mole on your shoulder? Is this considered evidence?
"Oh... I have a mole on my shoulder? Then, it will prove that I have had a relationship with you... for a day? Do I have to take off my clothes in front of everyone to prove my innocence?"
"Yes." A scholar who didn't look at Wan Qing's face responded immediately.
Wan Qing said something to Mei Hong, and she was the one to go and slap him.
"Qi Weiming, do you know why I didn't let them slap your mouth?" Wan Qing stood up and looked at him, "Because you don't deserve it. I heard that you took the imperial examination for three years and only passed the provincial examination? I heard again
, you have a very good relationship with the girls in Hongyuan Pavilion, and you even spent ten thousand taels of silver to redeem their lives?"
As Wan Qing got closer step by step, Wan Qing spoke out the secret that even Aunt Lin didn't know.
Wan Qing suppressed the anger in her heart that almost broke through the confinement, and forced Qi Weiming down the steps little by little. Seeing his panicked and defensive look, the depression in her heart seemed to dissipate a little.
In her previous life, she was this kind of person who made her lonely and helpless. With the utmost humiliation instinct, he devalued herself to the point of worthlessness and sold herself into a brothel, where everyone could do nothing for her. He was really a good husband!
In the previous life, he was unable to repay this "kindness of knowledge", but now that he is reborn, he still has the courage to come in front of him and do the same thing again? Is this really ridiculous or sad?
Seeing that Qi Weiming's arrogance had subsided, the other people immediately started to help him, "I heard that Princess Zuo wrote a love poem to Brother Xinran. Do you want Zhang to read it to Princess Zuo?"
Wan Qing turned her head. Now she was standing in the sun. As she turned her head, the butterfly hairpin in her hair flashed a bright light. The cold light in her eyes seemed to be real. However, she did not accept the man's words, but looked around.
He asked the people who were watching around him, "You have all seen the farce in front of Zuo Mansion these days. Wan Qing is here to apologize to you for causing everyone to be disturbed. If you want to believe in Wan Qing's character, please
After this matter is over, how about you say something fair to Wan Qing?"
In the previous confrontations, Wan Qing had almost all the advantages. Some discerning people knew that there must be various powerful connections that put Wan Qing in such a situation. She couldn't help but nodded in response. Jiang Zizhen's loud voice was also indispensable.
Respond to leadership.
"Okay, young master, you can read it now." Wan Qing walked back to the chair slowly, sipping tea, but looking through the sour scholar, he looked at several sedan chairs coming in this direction, and pursed his lips.
A very faint smile.
The show is about to begin...it's really exciting...