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Chapter 395 Lovesickness

"Have you heard? Mr. Xie is ill."

"Which young master of the Xie family is this?"

"Of course it's the most famous young master. The eldest young master of the Xie family is ill. I heard he's very seriously ill, and he got it from missing a beautiful woman." A drinker said mysteriously.

The customer at the table next to the restaurant poked his head over: "Lovesick?"

"Exactly!"



"Yu Jin, are you here to play chess with me? Why are you so distracted while playing chess today? You made the wrong move again. This is not your usual strength."

Somewhere in the courtyard of the Imperial Prefecture, Jiang Yujin came to visit today and it happened that her uncle was not there.

So they played chess at the pavilion by the lake, but Jiang Yujin was obviously absent-minded today.

Jiang Yujin threw the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box: "Qin'er, have you heard something?"

"What's going on?"

She has always been deaf to what is going on outside the window and cannot hear anything.

"Do you know that the Xie family member is sick?"

"Xie Lingmu?"

Jiang Yujin came here today for this matter. She said: "I passed by the winery on the way to your place today. I wanted to go in and buy a few bottles of wine for you, but before I entered the door, I heard some people discussing, saying that Xie Lingmu was sick.

She is still very ill, and she is still lovesick."

If you can hear so many people discussing in the restaurant, then the streets and alleys must also be buzzing.

Jiang Yujin didn't know what Xie Lingmu's plan was. He was lovesick. How could a prodigal kid like him get lovesick?

The most important thing is that many people have been curious about who the girl he loves is rumored to be.

Jiang Yujin looked at the beautiful beauty in front of her, wondering if it was Qin'er who didn't love her.

"Qin'er, I heard from Master that Xie Lingmu has been sending wine to the house. Next time he comes to send you wine, refuse it. Don't fall into his trap. Who knows what bad intentions he has."

I originally thought that nothing had happened in the past year or so, and Xie Lingmu was just a passerby. Who would have thought that he would be here again now.

Jiang Yujin told Nanqing with a serious look on his face that he must refuse the wine sent by Xie Lingmu.

Nan Qing looked hesitant and said, "My uncle personally accepted the wine..."

"Master, doesn't he know that the Xie family has evil intentions?"

"My uncle also said that he is not a good person."

"Since master said he was not a good person, why did he still accept the... wine he brought?" Jiang Yujin asked half of the question, but when he thought about his master's virtue, he suddenly understood.

Jiang Yujin was heartbroken: "He won't sell you for a few jars of wine, right?"

"ah?"

Nan Qing had a look of pure confusion and didn't seem to react at all.

Jiang Yujin looked at it and couldn't bear to say: "It's okay, it's okay, I will solve this matter for you."

So when the Xie family sent wine to the Imperial Master's Mansion again half a month later, they were turned away.

The imperial preceptor was not here, but the princess was there, but the princess refused.

When the Imperial Master came back and heard that the wine had been rejected, his expression of pain was visible to the naked eye.

"Master, are you so greedy for those few bottles of wine? Xie Lingmu has no good intentions. Who knows what his calculations are. What if he is plotting against Qin'er?"

The Imperial Master felt guilty. He coughed and pinched his beard and said seriously: "It's just a few jars of wine. It has nothing to do with Qin'er. I know it well."

"He will give it to me next time and I will refuse it for you next time."

"..."

Flesh hurts.

The Imperial Master had run out of wine, and he no longer felt right drinking other wines, so he looked depressed for a month.

Nan Qing was not worried at all, because every day when she opened her eyes, she could see a pot of bamboo-scented wine on the bedside, and there was also a faint scent of cold bamboo floating in the entire boudoir.

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