Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 65 The classic scene, the scene of robbing the civilian girl
Yan Wanqing's recent body reaction is really a bit serious, so to avoid being noticed by that master at night, she always went to bed early.

It directly staggered the time when two people were sober and face to face.

However, according to Huaiyu's statement, after having a child, she is obviously much more naive than usual, and she can't bear any grievances at all.

The two of them discussed that they planned to find Mrs. Sun again in the next few days, and to settle the marriage as soon as possible. When she got on the bridal sedan chair, no matter how shameless the crown prince was, it would be impossible to snatch her in the street.

Even if he wanted to, the group of courtiers who supported him would not agree.

Huaiyu felt very helpless when she heard Yan Wanqing's plan.

She wanted so much to stay away from that prince, and that one was more diligent than going to court every day, the relationship between the two was really unreasonable.

It's just pity for her. Recently, when she goes out, she will run into the Seventh Prince every now and then, and every time she does, something will happen.

Ever since Xiao Hongshen failed to propose a marriage last time and found out that she was the one who came first, he had to make trouble every time. Huaiyu was in utter misery because of her status.

Today Yan Wanqing insisted on going out with her to drink tea and listen to an opera in a teahouse, so Huaiyu had no choice but to call a few more people to follow.

While listening to the play, I heard noises coming from under the teahouse.

Yan Wanqing was fascinated and didn't pay attention, Huaiyu, who was sitting on the window sill, tilted her head and took a look.

It was found that a son of an official was making a noise in the market.

"This young master! I only have such a daughter, you should do me a favor, let her go!"

The old woman was kicked to the ground by the servants, and the woman who was covered in pudding but still couldn't hide her beauty was forcibly hugged by the officials and eunuchs, crying bitterly and calling for her old mother.

"It's her luck that this young master has her eyes on her, you old man really has no eyesight." The official's son took out a bag of money from his pocket and threw it on the ground, and then he was about to leave with the girl in his arms.

The old woman didn't know where the strength came from, she broke free from the siege of the servants, stepped forward and hugged the official's son's feet, refusing him to leave, in exchange for more vicious beatings.

"What are you watching? You don't even listen to the play." Yan Wanqing came over to watch.

Huaiyu rested her chin: "A classic scene, a scene where women are robbed."

Yan Wanqing was stunned: "Aren't you going down to be a hero to save the beauty? You still have the mood to watch a show here, it really is cold-blooded."

Huaiyu couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and secretly scolded this woman for holding a grudge, she couldn't take any losses, last time she scolded her for being cold-blooded, this time she will get it back if she has a chance.

"Don't go, look at me with thin arms and legs, and those servants are all fat and strong. If I go down, I may not know who will save whom." Huaiyu resisted all over her body.

Yan Wanqing snorted softly, turned to the other side of the table, poked her head and looked out.

This is unbelievable, isn't this Sun Wenxing who was just fished out by the General's Mansion, and after only a few days, he came out to be a monster again.

Fireworks Lane was not allowed to go, so he came out and robbed the women.

A trace of disgust flashed in Yan Wanqing's eyes, all the heroes in the dignified general's mansion, with good roots and young red roots, just fell out of a scum like Sun Wenxing.

It's like a rat droppings spoiled a pot of soup.

If this person is not eradicated early, sooner or later someone will take the opportunity to make a fuss and implicate the entire General's Mansion.

Thinking of this, Yan Wanqing picked up the teapot on the table and dropped it directly. The teapot exploded at Sun Wenxing's feet. He was so frightened that he quickly put down the woman on his shoulders, raised his head and cursed at the window of the teahouse.

"Who is the one who ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard! How dare you hit the young master with a teapot..."

Sun Wenxing met Yan Wanqing's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he was dumbfounded: "Cousin, cousin."

Yan Wanqing stretched out her catkin and hooked her fingers towards Sun Wenxing on the second floor of the teahouse.

Sun Wenxing immediately stepped up.

"Why did my cousin come out to play today? It's so difficult to see my cousin on weekdays." He looked at Yan Wanqing obsequiously and said.

Yan Wanqing was disgusted by him for a while, if it wasn't for the good relationship between herself and her cousin, she really didn't want to come forward to take care of this matter.

"You miss the food at Dali Temple, how dare you rob people's daughters in broad daylight?"

Yan Wan snorted coldly.

She doesn't deal with Sun Wenxing on weekdays, but she doesn't know that in Sun Wenxing's eyes, Yan Wanqing is the moon in the well, the flower in the water, and the goddess in his heart, so even if she just snorts coldly, the softness touches his bones went.

Sun Wenxing's heart was about to melt: "Cousin, is this caring about me? My cousin is very moved, but my cousin is not robbing a civilian girl, but the girl is going to sell her body to bury her father. I gave her money, but she didn't want to." Come with me, how can my cousin bear this kind of grievance—”

"So you let someone beat their mother and daughter?" Huaiyu sneered from the side.

Only then did Sun Wenxing notice that there was another man at the same table as Yan Wanqing, and he frowned: "Who are you?"

"Young Lord of Northern Xinjiang." Yan Wanqing said for Huaiyu.

Sun Wenxing looked at Huaiyu several times with vigilance: "Is he the Marquis of the Beijiang Marquis Mansion called Huaiyu?"

"If it's fake, it's guaranteed." Huaiyu looked like you have an opinion.

Sun Wenxing snorted coldly, and leaned in front of Yan Wanqing: "Cousin, you don't usually go out, so you don't know the dangers outside. Some men are just good-looking, but they have no skills at all. Don't be fooled by such people."

Huaiyu: "Master, who are you insinuating? Master Ben is still sitting here."

Sun Wenxing touched his nose in embarrassment, and continued to whisper: "Cousin, you just need to know what cousin means."

Yan Wanqing looked at Huaiyu angry, and a smile appeared in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated.

"What about the mother and daughter?" she asked.

In just a split second, the mother and daughter who were still rolling on the ground disappeared on the street at this moment.

Sun Wenxing ran to the window to take a look, and was furious: "Where is the person?! I gave all the money to my young master, why is the person gone, and even said that I would take her back to be a foot-washing maid? It's like losing my wife and losing my army!"

An angry Sun Wenxing poured all his anger on the servant who was not good at taking care of him.

Looking at Sun Wenxing who was getting angry on the side, Yan Wanqing drank red date tea lazily. The warm tea with a little sweetness slowly slid down her throat into the esophagus, which made her sigh comfortably.

"What do you think of this matter?"

Huaiyu ate the dried fruit: "Obviously, this is a game against him. Today he is selling himself to bury his mother, and tomorrow he may be selling himself to bury his father. Anyway, that idiot will fall into the trap sooner or later."

Yan Wanqing held the hot tea and continued to sip it, already agreeing with Huaiyu's words.

If she hadn't interrupted just now, I'm afraid Sun Wenxing would be near death at this moment.

She vaguely smelled the breath of revenge, but it was not too strong.

It's a pity that the method is too inferior, and it can be seen through at a glance.

It needs to be raised again.

Yan Wanqing swayed the red dates in the teacup, feeling the fresh air outside comfortably.

At this moment, Huaiyu kicked the leg under the table.

She twisted Liu Shaomei and was about to get angry when she saw Huaiyu pointing to the downstairs.

"Look who is that?"

(End of this chapter)