Liang Yunjie, who had just been pulled out of the door, looked at the woman beside him displeased and said unhappily: "Why are you pulling me? How can I be afraid of them?
Qi Lin, a round-faced girl, saw Liang Yunjie flipping his sleeves unhappily, with a trace of contempt flashing in her eyes.
Humph, I didn't see much resistance from her when I pulled her out just now. It was all just pretentious.
She looked at Liang Yunjie and said with a smile: "Mu Qiqi has just returned home not long ago. I heard that she is very favored in the Mu family."
Liang Yunjie couldn't bear to hear about so and so being favored at home, and her face immediately darkened.
Qi Lin quickly noticed Liang Yunjie's slightly darkened expression. She often followed Liang Yunjie as a follower, and she knew exactly what to say to make her happy.
She immediately changed her words with a smile: "A country bumpkin and a merchant's daughter are not qualified for you to be angry with them. People like them are not even qualified to carry Yun Jie's shoes for you.'
Sure enough, as soon as Qi Lin said this, Liang Yunjie's face looked much better, and she even raised her chin quite proudly.
"You are right. I am too lazy to argue with those country bumpkins. Let's go. New cloth has arrived in the embroidery workshop. Let's go and see if there is anything we like."
Liang Yunjie walked in front with a calm face, but the handkerchief in her palm was wrinkled by her.
Thinking of the time Jiang Zhiyue had just bumped into her, for some reason, she suddenly remembered the day she was kicked by Jiang Zhiyue in the house and was left hanging on a branch far away, and she winced fiercely.
Oh, let's spare that bumpkin for now, and then give her a good lesson after she goes back to discuss it with her brother.
Liang Yunjie walked in front, and Qi Lin quickly followed.
Looking at Liang Yunjie who was half a step ahead of her, Qi Lin sneered silently.
She was just a concubine in the palace, and was not favored. She could not get into the circle of the concubines, so she got together with Liang Yunjie through her flattering mouth.
But she also looked down upon Liang Yunjie very much. He was simply a stupid, brainless and jealous person.
What was in her mind was not shown on her face. Qi Lin quickly followed Liang Yunjie and got into the carriage while chatting and laughing with her.
On the other side, after Liang Yunjie and others left, Mu Qiqi asked the shopkeeper to wrap up the rouge and gouache that she and Jiang Zhiyue had just selected and deliver it to her house.
And she and Jiang Zhiyue walked out of the shop and walked towards the clothing store.
On the way, Mu Qiqi asked quietly: "Zhiyue, what did you just throw at that annoying person?"
Jiang Zhiyue knew who Mu Qiqi was talking about as the annoying person. She smiled playfully at first, and then whispered like her: "It's the medicinal powder you left for me. Once it sticks to the body, it will immediately soak into the pores, and the skin will start to itch and rip. that."
As soon as Jiang Zhiyue explained this, Mu Qiqi knew what she was talking about.
After Jiang Zhiyue knew that Mu Qiqi was very knowledgeable about these things, she took a lot of strange medicinal materials and asked her to refine the medicinal powder.
There are some that are tricky or those that can really hurt people.
As for the kind that Jiang Zhiyue had just unleashed on Liang Yunjie, although it would not kill her, it would still make life worse than death for a woman who valued appearance.
Moreover, if you want to cure this kind of medicinal powder, whether it is taken internally or externally, the medicinal materials are extremely disgusting, and most people really can't bear it.
Jiang Zhiyue and Mu Qiqi walked together whispering to each other, snickering constantly.
Mu Qiqi remembered that when Liang Yunjie said to Jiang Zhiyue just now, she said that she had robbed her of her clothes.
Although she knew that this fact was definitely not as good as what Liang Yunjie said, Mu Qiqi was still confused about what happened.
When she found out the reason, Mu Qiqi was even more speechless.
The third young lady of the General's Mansion is actually so stingy.
Not to mention that the clothes were brought by servants in the mansion, and besides, they were just one piece of clothing, so at most they could just make another one.
Mu Qiqi waved her little hand and said proudly: "Let's go, who cares about her shabby clothes? Let's buy them ourselves."
When they arrived at the clothing store, Mu Qiqi completely regarded Jiang Zhiyue as a rag doll and put clothes on her one by one.
Everything looked pleasing to the eye, and the boy dressed up in them all.
On the other side, Liang Yunjie was concentrating on looking at the new fabrics and clothing styles in the store, and did not notice the itching that came from her body from time to time.
Qi Lin looked at the red marks on Liang Yunjie's neck and asked in surprise: "Why did it get scratched like this?"
Liang Yunjie asked in confusion: "What?'
Qi Lin pointed at Liang Yunjie's neck and explained: "Your neck is almost bleeding. Find a wet handkerchief to wipe it."
Only then did Liang Yunjie realize that her hand was still on her neck.
After being reminded like this, Liang Yunjie suddenly felt a severe itching on her neck and arms, and even a little stinging pain. She scratched them so hard that red blood streaks appeared on them.
"hiss!"
Liang Yunjie let out a soft cry, frowned, put her hand down and waved, "What's going on?"
A maid had already brought a handkerchief dipped in cold water and handed it to Liang Yunjie. She covered the itchy area with the wet handkerchief. The itching was indeed much better.
Seeing Liang Yunjie frowning and displeased, Qi Lin comforted her and said, "I probably got something dirty when I went out. I'll take a shower and change my clothes after I get home. I think everything will be fine."
Liang Yunjie automatically replaced the dirty words in Qi Lin's words with the figure of Jiang Zhiyue.
He waved his hand in disgust and muttered: "It's really a dirty thing. Nothing good happens when you meet it. It's really bad luck."
Although he simply wiped it with a wet handkerchief, the itching became more severe and the dryness between Liang Yunjie's brows became even worse.
Liang Yunjie instantly lost interest in looking at the clothes. She turned around and said, "Go back first."
Seeing Liang Yunjie turn around and leave, the waiter who had carried a lot of clothing materials quickly smiled and said, "Miss Liang San, look at these materials."
Qi Lin fell behind, looked at the fine materials held by the waiter, and hesitantly caught up with Liang Yunjie.
Those materials all came from the capital, and she couldn't afford that much money.
Liang Yunjie originally promised to give her a piece of green cloth, but if she suddenly left, her cloth would be gone too.
She smiled and stopped Liang Yunjie who was about to step out the door, and said tactfully: "If the selected materials are left like this, the waiters will probably look down upon you."
Feeling the increasingly itchy neck and arms, Liang Yunjie turned around impatiently and said, "Put it all on my account."
Qi Lin and the waiter both had happy faces.
Qi Lin pretended to comfort Liang Yunjie, and then said: "Yunjie, please go back first. Once the guys have packed these cloths and clothes, I will ask the boy who came with me to deliver them to you."
"knew."
After saying this, Liang Yunjie anxiously got into the carriage. As soon as she got on the carriage, she opened her sleeves and looked at her arms.
Her arms were already covered in red marks from her scratches, which made her extremely irritable.
