Chapter 37

Zheng Ruyu is Yao Xuanci's favorite person. If the emperor hadn't stopped him, the Marquis of Huai'an would have gone to Duke Zheng's mansion to propose marriage.

The sense of disobedience that she had gradually ignored surged up again at this moment.

Yao Xuanci's sudden reversal of his caring attitude, and his current indifference to Miss Zheng...Wen Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

She can do it all over again, what about Yao Xuanci?

"Don't be in a daze." Wen Boqing kicked her rocking chair lightly, "Get up and count your property."

There are tens of thousands of taels of silver treasures and gold bars. don't know where Arjun got such a large amount of gold and silver. It is so rich. It is better to count and put it away early, so as not to leak the wind and attract people to covet it.

Wen Boqing personally escorted them here, also because he was afraid that something might happen on the way.

Her thoughts were interrupted, so Wen Qiong had no choice but to hide the uneasiness in her heart, thinking that she would think about it sometime.

The empty house next door was also a yard she had rented, and the gold and silver were temporarily placed here. The boxes on the ground were locked, and it looked heavy.

Wen Boqing opened a box casually, and was almost dazzled by a box full of gold, "Are you exchanging the dowry for these gold and silver treasures?"

"The dowry is still in the Marquis of Huai'an, so it's not easy to get it out. I fooled me into it."

"?" Wen Boqing became interested, "Who did you fool?"

How could Wen Qiong tell him this, she pursed her lips and smiled mysteriously, then squatted down with her skirt lifted and started counting silver treasures.

Zheng Ruyu's small private treasury was beyond expectation. In just one afternoon, the gold and silver she wanted was effortlessly collected. It can be seen that Zheng Guogong's mansion is far richer than she imagined.

How could such a strong and powerful in-laws be comparable to the messy Wen Mansion.

Looking at the wooden boxes in the main hall, Wen Qiong lost her mind again.

If Yao Xuanci had a repeat experience like her, the anomalies of these days would seem to become reasonable.

Perhaps it was in the previous life that he and Miss Zheng Er got married and hated each other, and their friendship was wiped out.

In addition to knowing that she was pregnant when she died, now that she is pregnant with a child again, she realizes her conscience and feels a bit ashamed, so she persists in finding her whereabouts.

Thinking of this, Wen Qiong rubbed the center of her brows, her thoughts were really naive, Yao Xuanci could force her to death, how could she become soft-hearted.

Or, Donggong's proposal to marry him was a deliberate pretense that he put out to confuse people's hearts, in order to let her relax her vigilance, and then look at the right time to pull out her strange chess piece that can live again after death, so as not to cause any disturbances.

Thinking about this possibility, Wen Qiong couldn't help biting her lip, secretly anxious.

She never deliberately concealed it, as long as Yao Xuanci had the heart, he would be able to detect her abnormality.

If he knew, he would probably be able to guess the truth of her disappearance soon, and then try his best to catch up.

Wen Qiong's beautiful amber eyes gradually dimmed, she just wanted to escape the imperial power and live well, and give birth to the child she missed twice.

How can this little wish be so difficult.

The woman's eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the movements of her hands also slowed down a lot. She looked obviously absent-minded. After Wen Boqing noticed, he silently speeded up to check the amount, and handed the detailed record to her.

"correct."

He stretched out his hand, "But are you tired?"

"It's just a side effect of the fetus-raising medicine." Wen Qiong smiled in disguise, and then slowly stood up with her sore waist supported by her strength.

"Brother, help me send these to the bank, and exchange them for bank notes so they can be kept."

Wen Qiong turned her hands behind her back and lightly beat her back, glanced at the copper box containing the gold bars, and said softly, "Put the gold bars here for now, and I will take them with me when I go to Songzhou."

Wen Boqing nodded, "Leave this matter to me."

He locked the door of the house, glanced at the rain-stained alley, thought for a while, and said, "Xu Linshu said that you haven't had a good appetite recently, why don't you take me to Weicheng to see what you want to eat?Yes, don’t always stay in the courtyard airtight.”

Wen Qiong was determined to buy two pieces of clothes, and now that she was free to move around, she agreed, and at the same time pushed open the door of the house, "I'll ask the maid to fetch the top veil."

Soon, she came out with a white gauze hat, her eyebrows curved, "Just now Xiao Lian told me that there are many rare and interesting Western things in the market in the west of the city, and there will be a night market at dusk."

"The east of the city is facing the wharf. You can also go to the teahouse to find a high place, and listen to the music to see the green scenery of Qingjiang."

Seeing that she was much more lively than before, Wen Boqing felt relieved, "Then I'll take you to the east of the city to pad your stomach first, and then go to the west of the city."

Wen Qiong responded with a smile, while wearing a veiled hat and putting down the plain white shadow gauze, she lifted the hem of the green shirt and skirt and crossed the threshold of the courtyard gate. With the white gauze hanging down, from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of an indistinct figure in front of the gate.Yellow mud footprints.

The footprints were quite big, and they were the footprints of a man, stained with yellow mud... The alleys around here have not been paved with yellow mud, so don't know where the footprints came from.

Is this man's toes pointing towards the door of her house?

Wen Qiong lifted the veil to take a closer look, but a pair of black silk boots stepped on the yellow mud footprints, completely blurring the footprints.

Wen Boqing followed Wen Qiong and lowered his head. He glanced at his black shoes and boots in a daze, "What does Arjun do with my shoes?"

Wen Qiong looked back with some regret, "It's okay."

She is not familiar with the place of life in Weicheng, and she is not familiar with the character of the neighbors who live in this alley, so she is a little cautious, and wants to see if the owner of the footprints stayed in front of the courtyard purposefully.

It's a pity that it rained all day and night yesterday, and there is still water in front of the door. don't know when these footprints were left.

Wen Boqing urged, Wen Qiong didn't continue to dwell on this matter, got into the carriage and went straight to the east of the city.

It was past afternoon, and she was a little hungry. She had a good lunch seriously, and then went to the Jiangchuan teahouse mentioned by the maid Xiao Lian.

Jiangchuan Tea House has four floors and has been popular for more than ten years. It is also the largest tea house in Weicheng. It stands along the river bank market. When you climb to the top floor, you can fully take in the turbulent river view and green mountain peaks.

The waiter in the teahouse led them up to the fourth floor, "Master, Miss, the innermost room on the left is the Cang Pavilion."

After a long time, the tea waiter came with exquisite and delicate refreshments, and when he was about to make tea, he suddenly heard footsteps stopping in front of the door of their room, and then the door was pushed open.

Wen Boqing was facing the pavilion door, and raised his eyes to meet the displeased stare of the intruder, "Who are you, and how did you come to my territory?"

Um?Whose territory did they steal?

Wen Qiong turned sideways curiously, and saw the appearance of the intruder clearly.

The handsome young man is wearing bright scarlet clothes, a golden crown on his head, and a pair of jade ruyi waist pendants around his waist, exuding youthful vigor all over his body.

Wen Boqing clenched his fists and propped up his chin, leaning his elbows against the tea table, and said lazily, "We spent money, why is it your territory?"

"Be reasonable, brother."

"Cang Pavilion is a place I often come to, and the young master has spent a lot of money." The young man glanced at the tea waiter dissatisfied, and urged, "Hurry up and tell your shopkeeper, move out quickly, and you can change places."

Wen Qiong calmly withdrew her gaze, took a sip from the cup, she seemed to be a well-loved and rich young man.

"Mr. Lin." The tea waiter got up and explained gently, "The time for the Cang Pavilion expires at the end of August. These two tea guests came first. Why don't you drink tea in the Jiang Pavilion next to you today, and come back tomorrow."Leave the Cang Pavilion to the young master."

"No." Lin Jinghao walked in with an unhappy face, and said impatiently, "Master, when have I ever given up to someone else, I will double the amount of money, so move quickly."

The distinguished guests he invited will arrive soon, and the view of the river from the Cang Pavilion is the most comfortable and satisfying angle. The other pavilions are not as good as the Cang Pavilion.

The tea waiter was a little embarrassed, this young master Lin was the most favored young master of the richest family in Weicheng, he couldn't afford to offend him, but the two tea guests in front of him seemed to be from extraordinary backgrounds, and their accents seemed to be from the imperial city.

Everyone knows that throwing a brick in the imperial city can hit a court official, what if the brother and sister are also disciples of a court official from an aristocratic family...

Wen Boqing and Wen Qiong looked at each other silently, seeing her lowered eyes in a flat expression, he curled his lower lip viciously, "I pay three times."

"I came here for Jiang Jing today, Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry."

Lin Jinghaojun's face darkened, "Four times!"

Today's distinguished guest is an official of the imperial court. In order to gain confidence in front of several cousins, he specially ordered someone to find out when this distinguished guest will arrive in Weicheng, and invite him to entertain him at the right time.

He is bound to win this Cang Pavilion.

Wen Boqing silently counted the four times the amount of silver taels spent, thinking that the money is not easy to earn back.

Just as he was about to let go, he heard the woman's pleasant and calm voice, "Then I will pay six times."

The tea in the cup was exhausted, Wen Qiong gently put it back on the table.

I just had a meal, and now feel lazy after sitting down, and don't want to move at all, let alone get up and change rooms.

It just so happened that she was not short of this silver tael.

Wen Qiong was a little sleepy. She covered her lips with a silk handkerchief and yawned a little. She raised her eyes, and her beautiful amber eyes were stained with the color of water.

"Young master, first come, first served is the most important thing in everything. You keep raising the price for those who arrive later. Didn't you discuss with the teahouse to take a profit?"

"You are humiliating me!"

Lin Jinghao was shaken by those watery shallow pupils, and suddenly became sober when he heard the words, "I don't need this little money."

He is the son of the richest man in Weicheng, and the Cang Pavilion is contracted every year. Recently, he was deliberately forgotten by his cousins, so he failed to renew the contract as scheduled.

The bright autumn sun shone through the window pavilion, and mottled shadows fell on the woman. Seeing the sleepiness in her eyes, Lin Jinghao's raised voice suddenly dropped.

If they can pay six times, they are not short of silver taels.

"You guys go to Jiangge, and I will pay the money. Is this the head office?"

Wen Qiong's drowsy mind cleared up for a moment, this deal is worth it.

Then he stood up holding the tea table, and smiled at Lin Jinghao, "Young master Lin is generous and kind-hearted, and he is really a rare and handsome man in the world. Thank you for your kindness."

Her eyebrows were curved, and the way she smiled made Lin Jinghao's heart skip a beat.

Such a beautiful sister.

Jiangge is next door to Cangge, and as soon as Wen Qiong came in, she saw a small soft couch by the window.

She sat down, rubbed her sore waist, slowly relaxed her shoulders, and leaned against the cushion, feeling drowsy again.

It's not bad to take a rest here, and go to the city west market after waking up...

Thinking in this way, she glanced at Wen Boqing who was closing the door, "Brother, if it weren't for us..."

Before she finished speaking, she stopped abruptly. Wen Boqing didn't hear the second part of her sentence, turned her head in doubt, and saw her staring at him with stiff eyes.

"Are you scared by me?"

He is not ugly, how can he scare people.

Immediately, Wen Boqing followed her gaze, and was about to open the door to look outside, but was stopped by Wen Qiong, "Close it quickly!"

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I will try to double update tomorrow, but can't write it out...well, can't write it out