Time could heal wounds and it could also cover up any filthy affairs.
She was also very clear that Ruan Zhen wouldnât just take it all lying down.
She wasnât able to kill her once, so there definitely would be a second time.
So even if she didnât go provoking them, theyâd definitely come to her door and flay her skin, rip out her bones.
In that case, what she would need to do would be just to wait for them.
In the near foreseeable future, the most important thing that she had to deal with was how to grab the files from the Tang familyâs affairs all those years ago.
Thousand face had gone to Jiangyin and still hadnât come back, but she only sent him to confirm something she had been suspicious about.
The result of that investigation was something she had actually already guessed but the next step would be deciding where to strike Mu Yunqing at.
âTang Er, go investigate where Mu Yunqing likes to hang around.â If there werenât any roads, she could only follow her gut feeling.
As long as one part of Mu Yunqing loosens up, then that whole problem would solve itself easily.
âYes, this subordinate will send people to investigate. Eldest miss, Jin shopkeeper wants you to go visit âNumber One Jinsi Buildingâ if you have time. This yearâs newest designs have come out and she wanted you to first choose the ones you like.â
âOkay.â Lou Qingwuâs eyes fell on the jewellery box in front of her, her eyes moved and decided to seize the day. âThen weâll go today.â
When Lou Qingwu left Jinsi building, the sky was already beginning to get dark.
The golden rays of the sunset fell on her body, it looked like she was awash with a golden light.
She wore a face veil to cover her face and Tang Er followed behind her, also disguising his face.
The two people looked like an ordinary master-servant pair, except that Tang Er held a jewellery box with the newest and best jewellery pieces that even the most high ranked housewives hadnât seen.
Lou Qingwu had only taken a few steps before she heard fighting sounds break out from a nearby embroidery store, a pleading sound was also interspersed between it all, âIâm begging you, please sell that wedding gown to my miss, this is all of the money that we have! Please, Iâm begging you!â
âI already said that Iâm not selling, not selling! You donât have enough money and you want to wear good clothes? Youâre really full of it. Iâm repeating, even if I sell it to you, your miss wearing it would be a waste of such a good wedding gown anyway âŚâ
âYou! You, how could you could you say that?â
âWhat? Did I say something wrong? Look at your missâ face,â He clicked her tongue. Such an ugly face, who would want to marry her?â
Even if there was someone willing to marry her, having his best wedding gown on her body would be an extreme waste. Furthermore, they couldnât even afford the cost of the gown, so he just wanted them to leave.
The servant girl was so angered by the shopkeeperâs words, her face flushed and her eyes became even redder, shuddering and stuttering, âYou, how could you say that, you know, my miss, back then ⌠â
âLittle bell, itâs okay.â Just as the servant girl was about to speak, the silent girl next to her suddenly opened her mouth.
When she spoke, even the bystanders all froze.
What type of heavenly voice was that? It was like the sweetest oriole crying out, it could even be heard after three days.
The listeners all felt like their bones were about to go soft, the voice was that soft and sweet.
Even the shopkeeper clearly froze, checking the girl in the wheelchair up and down again.
Her dark hair hung around her face, she looked as if she was already twenty, but still wore her hair like an unmarried girl, it was strange that she was of that age and still unmarried.
Her eyes and face didnât have any powder, but still seemed alluring.
This girlâs ident.i.ty was quite clearly high and the shopkeeper laughed strangely.
But when his eyes fell on her paralysed legs as well as that veil covered disfigured half of her face, he pityingly shrugged his shoulders.
He clicked his tongue as he rubbed his chin, âThen what about this, your voice isnât bad. Can you play a song? If you give this lord a song, Iâll reluctantly sell that wedding gown to you.â
As his words fell, the girl on the wheelchairâs face suddenly changed, the scar covered hands death gripped the handles as her face lowered completely.
But even then, you could still feel her strong rejection.
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TL note:
Iâm going to shorten Number One Jinsi Building to just Jinsi building because adding the ânumber oneâ makes it kinda tacky.
The servantâs name is Ling Dang which means little bell and I feel like using it English shows how trivial the name is, and how little worth the servant has but also how close the master-servant seem.
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