Jade Without Fragrance

  Chapter 63 Things cluster together

   Several idlers strode towards Qin Wenyuan, the wind blowing from the soles of their feet.

   As for not keeping promises and taking a bite? Don't be kidding, people pay ten times the money, and if they keep their promises, they will be sorry for the purses they have touched over the years.

   Passing through the people who came and went, a few idlers approached Qin Wenyuan.

   Qin Wenyuan frowned slightly.

   There was no movement at all, why did these idlers come here?

   Could it be that Miss Lin and the others slipped away?

   Qin Wenyuan was full of questions, but he was not prepared to talk to a few idlers.

   It is true that he will use these **** to attack Miss Lin Er and Miss Chen, but he does not want to cause a show.

   Qin Wenyuan raised his foot to leave, and saw the idle man walking at the front turned into a flower with a smile: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Qin."

  's overly enthusiastic smile and affectionate voice immediately attracted people's attention.

   Qin Wenyuan groaned in his heart, turned around and left.

   "Young Master Qin, don't go, we didn't have a good time together last time."

   With the lead idler laughing, several idlers tacitly blocked Qin Wenyuan's way.

   "Please get out of the way, I don't know you."

   led the idle man to cover his heart, looking heartbroken, and complained loudly: "Master Qin, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! You are so happy when you play together, you turn your head and don't recognize anyone!"

what's the situation?

  People didn't leave immediately.

   Qin Wenyuan's blood surged, and his face immediately turned the color of pig liver.

   "Don't talk nonsense!" He waved his sleeves to break through the siege of idlers, knowing that it would be bad to keep entangled.

   led the idle guy and grabbed him: "Young Master Qin, if you pretend you don't know each other, and you start messing around and then give up, then we should have a good chat."

  Abandoned forever?

   Those who stopped to watch the fun could not help but **** up their ears.

  Men always give up on men, what does this mean?

   In the crowd, I don't know who said "ah": "This son of Qin is better than the Prince of Peace Jiahou!"

  People couldn't figure out who Qin Gongzi was, but the gossip of the Prince of Pingjiahou was known to everyone.

   "Pingjia Hou Shizi likes men!"

   "No wonder!" Someone suddenly realized.

   People looked at Qin Wenyuan with subtle eyes.

   "Let go!" Qin Wenyuan's ears were buzzing, and he tried hard to get rid of the idle man's hand, but he couldn't.

   Of course, the idle man knew that Qin Wenyuan's identity was not simple, but people were dying for money and birds, and the two hundred taels of silver bills had been obtained, and they immediately went out of Beijing to avoid the limelight.

   Waiting for the last year and a half to return to Beijing, who still remembers their little people.

   The Xianhan headed the grievance and exclaimed, "Young Master Qin, when you were playing together, you said you didn't care about your identities. Why are you tired of playing now, and you want me to look good?"

   "You!" Qin Wenyuan's eyes were black and he was about to spurt blood.

   "It's inconvenient to see so many people, let's walk around, let's go to a place where there's no one else and have a good chat." The lead idler dragged Qin Wenyuan out, when he heard a thorn, he snapped half of his sleeves.

   Qin Wenyuan shouted for help.

   "What's the matter?" The official shout came from not far away.

   "Go!" He gestured for the lead idler, and several idlers disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

   Waiting for several inspectors to arrive, only Qin Wenyuan shivered while clutching his half-missing sleeve.

   Coincidentally, the leading officer happened to know Qin Wenyuan.

   "Young Master Qin, what happened, did you encounter Xiao Xiao robbery?"

   Qin Wenyuan pushed aside the long-arrived official and left quickly.

   Several officials were at a loss.

   The leading officer, with the idea of ​​selling the Qin Mansion, was very responsible for inquiring about the situation.

   "Master asked just now? Young Master Qin seems to have been molested by several men..."

   Several officials quickly dispersed after hearing this.

   Is this something they can listen to?

   The people watching the lively are still unfinished, and they are discussing what happened just now.

   "What's the identity of that Young Master Qin?"

   "He is the nephew of the prince and the young master." Someone said something.

When    gossip, it doesn’t matter who speaks, what matters is what is said.

   After hearing this, many people gasped: "Heaven, it's no wonder that you are on good terms with Prince Pingjiahou!"

   "Tsk tsk, the preferences of these noble sons are really different from our common people."

   In the crowd, several people in Lin listened quietly, with different expressions.

   "Is this retribution..." Zhu Jiayu muttered bluntly.

  Chen Yi wanted to smile, but her eyes were sore.

   She thought that luck was always so bad, and she finally got rid of her marriage with the Prince of Pingjia Hou, and attracted hostility from the nephew of the prince and the young master.

   It wasn't.

   Those who have a bad heart will really have retribution. Qin Wenyuan's troubles like this, presumably won't appear in a short time.

  Lin Hao looked in the crowd.

   God may punish the wicked, but she believes it is more by human hands than by luck.

   Her eyes narrowed and she saw Yang Zhe in the crowd.

  Yang Zhe looked this way, looking at Shanglin, smiled and nodded.

  Lin smiled again.

   Is it Yang Zhuangyuan?

   After passing this thought, Lin Hao shook his head secretly.

   Although Yang Zhuangyuan spoke out to help, but to say that bribing the idle man made Qin Wenyuan embarrassed, he always felt that it was unlikely.

   doesn't mean anything else, I heard that Yang Zhuangyuan was born in a poor family and doesn't have so much money, right?

  Lin Hao's eyes wandered and landed somewhere.

   Prince Jing is also here.

   Could it be he——

  Lin Hao still shook his head.

   Prince Jing is rich, but it is difficult for people to associate the sick and humble little prince with the ruffian idler.

  Lin Hao gave up speculation.

   It’s good for someone to help secretly, or it’s pure luck, in short, it should be quiet for a while.

   At this time, the little servant Qingyan was even more confused than Lin Hao.

   He was waiting under the osmanthus tree, and he couldn't wait for the idler.

   Could it be that those people didn't do anything and ran away with a deposit of two taels of silver?

  I can't, it's only two or two!

   Even so, the boy who was watching should come to him.

  Qingyan was afraid of missing out with the idlers and did not dare to leave until there were fewer and fewer people playing on the street, and fewer and fewer...

   He even saw Lin Er, who was wearing a big red pomegranate dress, walking lightly and never far away.

   Qing Yan rubbed his eyes.

   That's right, there is Miss Chen next to her!

   He rushed to the river, where there were already few tourists, and there was only a river of clear water gently caressing the small wooden boats.

what happened?

   Looking at the long river adorned with lights, Qing Yan felt like she was dreaming.

   son!

  Qingyan suddenly woke up and ran to Qin Mansion.

   Although the night of Qixi Festival is rich, there are many people on the street, and most of them have joy on their faces.

  Qingyan blew past these people like a gust of wind, ran back to Qin Mansion in one breath, and found Qin Wenyuan leaning against the wall.

   "Master, why are you here—" Before he finished speaking, he was kicked in the lower abdomen.

  Qin Wenyuan grabbed the front of the green inkstone, and his eyes seemed to be able to eat people: "You bastard, what the **** are you doing!"

  Qingyan endured the pain and asked, "Young master, what's going on? The little one is still confused."

   Qin Wenyuan let go of his hand and leaned against the cold wall, his face ashen.

   (end of this chapter)