There was no time to heat up the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, so it was placed alone on the table, and no one took the first step to touch it. Shen Yuan no longer wanted to play the pipa, folding his hands on his knees, sitting upright without saying a word, and the young man with the folding fan was also languid, counting. Du tried to speak but held back.
Feiyun didn't know that the relative peace he saw when he arrived was just an appearance. The two people had already had a quarrel at the beginning.
As soon as she entered the door, the oiran didn't even want to sit down, and directly asked Mr. Folding Fan why he wanted Mrs. Mo Zhang to blackmail her. She was really angry, and her tone was very unkind. She didn't ask Fei Yue to follow him in to serve, and she could already leave this man alone. The last face.
Shen Yuan was not stupid. He didn't finish all the words and stopped on the first floor in time. The content about Northwest or the Shen family was still a trump card. When something happened suddenly, she had no time to choose between fighting to the death or slowly trying to figure it out. She could only take one step at a time. , the worst thing that comes to mind is that you become a bargaining chip in the palm of your hand, the worst thing is to end it quickly, don't let innocent people suffer the disaster.
"Yan'er is not very blessed. Unlike the young master, he is a noble man. He often ends up unhappy. I know it's not a conflict of fortunes. For the sake of safety, the young master should avoid me like the plague. Why would he move my mother out just to be angry? Rhetoric? Yan'er is the oiran in the building, so what difference does it make if she is the madam's biological daughter? This dynasty values filial piety and cultivating kindness is more important than generating kindness. If the young master thinks that he can use this to make a fuss, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?"
She was angry and agitated, but Mr. Folding Fan was unusually calm and allowed her to have an outburst. He also carefully closed the door tightly and let as few sounds as possible come out, even though there was always no one on the top floor, and even though it was her confidants who were guarding her recently.
"Sit down and talk, you misunderstood." He was holding on to the time, thinking that the secret guard had already succeeded, and he should win steadily. Shen Yuan's reaction was too intense, completely beyond his expectation, and he was afraid that he would not be able to do it for a while. It's not good to tell the truth. There will be big changes tomorrow. If she misunderstands that she is trying to scare the monkeys, it will be counterproductive and all her efforts will be wasted.
This room is very familiar. It has been here since the first time they met. Mr. Folding Fan looked around and saw that the furnishings had not changed. When his eyes fell back on the courtesan's face, he suddenly felt that if this woman was really just Mo Changyan, It's not a bad thing either.
There has never been a standard answer to the question of whether one is more important or more important. Without Northwest's unexpected move, he probably wouldn't have made up his mind to give it a try. He just wanted to spend the rest of his life like a beautiful woman with good wine and red sleeves. .
He tried to delay the attack, but also only said half of what he said, saying that he was doing it unintentionally and that his original intention was to find Qifeng Mozhang's family.
"You said I didn't know you, so I wanted to know more about you. I happened to be traveling abroad a few years ago, and I made a lot of friends from all walks of life. They helped me find your hometown, Qifeng. I have always been curious about why you took your mother's surname. , until I found out that Mrs. Mo Zhang’s husband’s surname was Chen, and she did have a daughter. Unfortunately, she died in childhood, and you were the orphan she took in after she became a widow. I heard that Miss Yan’er almost died in the fire at that time, but she escaped alive. Today, I lost my parents at home, and then lived in the snowy mountains in the wilderness, almost losing my life."
Lengxiang Oiran tensed up her nerves. At first she was frightened, fearing that Mr. Folding Fan would use the word "shen" in his next sentence. It wasn't until she heard that he had lost his father and mentioned Peacock Mountain that he became a little more broad-minded, fearing that he would be there. He plays hard to get and doesn't dare to accept the attack easily.
"Old things are so sad to mention. Why do you need to poke people's hearts?" The oiran lowered his eyes, holding a phoenix hairpin with beads between his eyebrows. Under the candlelight, he looked even more charming: "My mother is a lady, and she was beautiful when she was young. , and is proficient in the ways of doing business, which probably made the gods jealous, and even wanted her to become a widow in her youth."
"As for me, I grew up in the mountains since I was a child. Although my parents are not big people, they still keep me warm and protect my happiness." The topic changed, and the beauty's eyes were already red, and she told Mr. Folding Fan about her life: "It's a shame that the thieves are coming. They made a rebellion, burned down my home, killed my father and brother, and I was the only one left alive in the whole family of eight! I can’t remember how much hardship I endured when I escaped from the mountain. I thought I was going to freeze to death in the snow, but I saw how pitiful I was when I met my wife and saved my life. Life. From what I see, young master, my wife is not only kind to Yan'er, but also has a life-saving grace that is greater than heaven."
When talking about Peacock Mountain, Shen Yuan expressed his true feelings in every word. He burst into tears even though he was wearing heavy makeup. He quickly pulled out a silk handkerchief and held it at the corners of his eyes. Anyone who saw it couldn't help but comfort him.
Mr. Folding Fan found out about Shan Huo. He was only twelve years old at that time. He was still a young boy. He was carefree under the wings of his biological mother because of her high status. And Shen Yuan was considered to be still young and weak. After walking past the gate of the underworld a few times, he broke out in a cold sweat when he thought about this.
The pain of losing his father was so heartbreaking that Mr. Folding Fan didn't want to mention it at all. Hateful words rushed out of his mouth. After contacting her several times, he thought this woman had a strong will, but unexpectedly she cried in front of a person he hated.
In this way, he had been confused for most of the time, and it was not easy to get close to him rashly. In the end, he had to sigh sadly: "The girl said that I am a lucky person, and you are also the same... It's my fault. I thought that I had a deep misunderstanding with the girl. I should I should have explained it earlier, but I was so impulsive that I spoke indiscriminately."
After sitting down for a long time, Mr. Folding Fan's legs were already numb. Due to the situation, it was difficult to relax, so he could only hold on and said: "There were many times in the past that I didn't mean to get into trouble with the girl. What conflicting horoscopes?" , stay away from it, the girl is smart as ice and snow, she should know that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, and man will definitely conquer the sky——"
He paused suddenly, and the topic that was gradually running away came to an abrupt end, "Actually, since I heard about the girl's life experience, and I thought about all the things in the past, I realized that I was frivolous and unworthy of being generous to the girl. What did the girl mean today? I am not pretending to be confused. People who do this will definitely be treated with courtesy in the future.”
The oiran was silent for a while, carefully wiping away the tears on his face, and then said: "Yan'er didn't treat you well, how dare you pick on the young master? The deceased is the greatest, please stop saying such heart-breaking words,"
It was true that she felt sorry for her old friend, but it didn't stop her from knowing what she was saying. She guessed that Mr. Folding Fan was temporarily frightened by her crying. Why did she invite him to come? Now it became insignificant. Shen Yuan didn't believe everything he said. , just wait until it can be stabilized for a while, and then we will discuss it with Yin Huaian at dawn tomorrow.
The atmosphere calmed down, but also cooled down. The maid had not yet served the food and wine, and the two of them had nothing to say. Mr. Zheshan refused to leave, so Shen Yuan had no choice but to ask Feiyue to fetch the pipa and chat for fun.
"Why did you change it? I remember you used to use a phoenix neck." Mr. Folding Fan found the topic and finally was able to move his legs that had been sore for a long time. He sat sideways and looked over.
He didn't know that the oiran had changed his residence, and his favorite pipa also followed him over to the back garden. As soon as the master and servant looked at each other, Feiyue knew to open the old house and get a similar one.