People like Zhao Qianjin are not troublesome at all.
He Yunchu had seen many thorny-looking people who were just bullying others and never being subdued.
People like Zhao Qianjin are not troublesome at all.
He Yunchu had seen many thorny-looking people who were just bullying others and never being subdued.
But when she opens her business, she can't rely too much on her fists.
So he thought about it and said: "Mr. Zhao, I, the Liuting Pavilion, will set a new rule for you today. If you force our young man to do something he doesn't want to do, I, He Yunchu, will put it this way. If you don't change your ways despite repeated admonitions, I will
I don’t mind making you inhumane either.”
"Threaten me?" Zhao Qianjin smiled ferociously: "Don't think I don't know how you got the master of this garden, isn't he Song Zidu? How much money do you pay for sleeping with him for a night? I may not be able to afford it!"
Wei Siyun gave Mu Feng a cold look. Mu Feng took the order and stepped forward to lift Zhao Qianjin up.
"What are you doing? Did it hurt your pain? You are not the only lover of your sweetheart. You are very disappointed, aren't you? Look at how talented you are, why did you need to be deceived by a woman? I -"
Mu Feng didn't think twice and slapped him directly.
He Yunchu said anxiously: "Don't get hurt! It's my first day of business, what should I do if I get blackmailed?"
"Excuse me?" Wei Siyun said, "I want him to see what a gourd with its beak looks like."
"Ugh!" Zhao Qianjin howled loudly: "Uh-huh!"
Then he was dragged down by Mu Feng.
He Yunchu felt sorry for her. She knew that it was easy for Wei Siyun to kill someone, and the few insults he just said were too much.
So she was a little scared: "Just teach him a lesson, don't really kill him."
Wei Siyun glanced at her lightly.
Didn't say if it was possible.
But what do the crowd of onlookers still don’t understand?
Zhao Qianjin cursed harshly and emphasized his identity repeatedly, but the man in front of him showed no fear at all.
In addition, there are vague rumors on Xitang Street on the Ghost Festival.
It is said that the prince once appeared on the street with He Yunchu. He looked amazing and had a strong aura.
The person in front of me...isn't that what it is?
The kick just now was very decisive, because Zhao Qianjin was calling He Yunchu a prince, so he must have been dissatisfied and angry.
Although there is another person behind him, he is dressed in black and has an inexplicable evil aura about him. He is also like the moon in the sky, but inexplicably makes people feel that he is not His Royal Highness.
At this time, He Jinxiu also followed the news.
Just now He Yunchu asked someone to take He Jinxiu to the library. He must have heard the news here and couldn't sit still.
"Seventh sister, Mr. Jing... Tai, Dian,"
She hesitated, not daring to call Wei Siyun by his name.
But it was disrespectful not to address him, and he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
Mo Jingxing watched from the sidelines, teasing leisurely: "Those who don't know, may think that the Fourth Miss has met some big shot. Those who are anxious, don't be anxious."
He said and handed He Jinxiu a handkerchief.
Instead, He Yunchu looked at him strangely.
Mo Jingxing met her gaze: "What's wrong, Miss Seven?"
Is this person pretending to be stupid?
At first He Yunchu thought he was a male peacock.
Because this man's appearance was no different from that of a Xiling person, she just thought he came from another city to visit the imperial capital.
However, during Wei Siyun's battle just now, ordinary people should have noticed that Wei Siyun's status was extraordinary.
He Jinxiu almost called out Wei Siyun's identity just now.
But Mo Jingxing actually seemed to be completely unaware of it?
He Yunchu was full of doubts: "It's nothing."
He Jinxiu held the handkerchief in his hand, his face flushed, and he was not aware of the other undercurrents: "Thank you, Mr. Jing."
Su Su is also a sensible person. The farce started because of him. He was very sorry: "Miss Qi, it's all my fault. I didn't know that Zhao Qianjin would follow here."
"It's okay." He Yunchu knew that he was also frightened. Zhao Qianjin had such a bad mouth, and thinking about it in the past, he felt sorry for Su Su.
She raised her hand and patted his shoulder: "Don't be affected, stick to your heart, no one can force you."
Her voice was not loud, but it was loud enough that everyone around her could hear her clearly.
It is a warning to guests who arrive.
It gives confidence and support to the waiter with the same identity as Su Su who is also in the Liuting Pavilion.
Although, Wei Siyun pulled her hand back from Su Su's shoulder, which was an eyesore.
He Yunchu became annoyed when he saw his face: "Are you okay? Go back home early. Aren't you busy with all kinds of business? What are you always doing around me?"
Wei Siyun said coldly: "Have you checked Ping An's pulse today? Don't mess around."
After saying that, he grabbed He Yunchu's wrist and dragged him away.
He sent an imperial doctor to He Yunchu, who had to diagnose her pulse every day, and anti-fetal medicines were also sent to He Yunchu from all over the world.
All in all, He Yunchu was not only frightened for the past half month, but also tortured by those spicy and bitter Chinese medicines.
Seeing Wei Siyun is like seeing a big medicine jar.
It's an eyesore to death.
But he was no match for his strength, and he didn't know what was wrong with Wei Siyun. Although his face was expressionless, He Yunchu felt that he was extremely angry.
The shopkeeper was dragged away.
No one thought or dared to come to the rescue.
Mo Jingxing wanted to follow, but was blocked by He Jinxiu.
"Mr. Jing, I just saw many classics in Fourth Sister's library. If you are interested, would you like to go and look at them together?"
The person in front of him looked a lot like He Yunchu, but he didn't have the same temperament after all.
Mo Jingxing paused and asked, "What does the Fourth Miss mean by what the Seventh Miss just said about sticking to one's heart?"
He Jinxiu didn't expect him to ask this question.
After thinking for a long time, she tentatively replied: "Seventh Sister feels that one cannot lose sight of the original intention. If Su Su was afraid of power, maybe Zhao Qianjin would have succeeded."
"Is it?"
Mo Jingxing smiled faintly.
He Jinxiu thought she had made a mistake and became even more confused: "Isn't it right? What do you think Mr. Jing thinks?"
Mo Jingxing didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he looked in the direction where Zhao Qianjin had just left, and said enigmatically: "I have never understood my true intentions. I am used to doing things as I please. Miss Seventh's remarks surprised me."
He Jinxiu said in a low voice: "But I envy the young master and the seventh sister. You are both people with ideas. You do what you think clearly."
"But sometimes having ideas is not a good thing for some people."
He Jinxiu didn't understand what he was talking about, and looked at him with confusion.
Mo Jingxing smiled slightly: "You don't have to worry about it, Miss Fourth, Jing is so nagging sometimes."
Early the next morning.
Something big happened in Fufeng City.
The eldest son of the Zhao family, the notorious eldest son Zhao Qianjin, died suddenly in a brothel in the city.