Lei Yufan's face was a little pale, his eyes swept over Wen Qian, and seeing her hiding alone in the dark, he asked: "You are also Mo Xuan's admirer, come to see him get married?"

His tone seemed to be very affirmative, revealing an air of contempt and arrogance. If you listen carefully, you will be able to detect a trace of envy in his tone.

Wen Qian pondered for a while, and knew that although Lei Yufan's status here was noble and elegant, he was not happy, which was almost the same as his real situation.

Wen Qian shook her head lightly, thought for a while, and then said lightly: "No, I am a commoner, how can I be qualified to be like the young master of the Duke Xianguo's family. I just want to watch the excitement, pick up some happy money, and have a good meal. .”

The reason why she described herself so miserable was just to let Lei Yufan understand.

There are many, many people in this world who are more miserable and pitiful than him. He doesn't need to affect his Dao heart because of his own dissatisfaction.

"Oh? Are you too poor to eat?"

Lei Yufan looked at Wen Qian calmly, his eyes were a little more gentle.

But looking at her long white dress without patches, and her desolate and noble temperament, she doesn't look like someone who can't afford to eat?

"Well, I borrowed this outfit from a classmate, because I have something important to do and I have to come to the imperial capital."

When Wen Qian said this, she showed a hint of embarrassment just right, and then lowered her head to arrange her clothes, as if she was careful not to damage them.

Lei Yufan thought that his questioning had exposed the scars of the person in front of him, so he took a step closer and said calmly: "Look at you, so you are not from the imperial capital!"

"Yes." Wen Qian raised her head, looked up and down Lei Yufan pretending to be deep, and said curiously: "Seeing that the young master is wearing a splendid dress and a brocade robe, and his appearance is also beautiful, could there be something bothering you?"

As soon as she raised her head, Lei Yufan looked up at this very beautiful face from a close distance.

This face was beautiful and cold, and despite his young age, he could be called heroic, with picturesque features. Among the noble ladies in the imperial capital, he would be a top-notch person.

She didn't come here for Mo Xuan, so can I...

Seeing that Lei Yufan looked at her face and said nothing, Wen Qian couldn't help being a little bit joking, and asked with a smile: "Young Master, you don't talk? Could it be that your worry is getting married?"

"Hmph!" Hearing her funny words, Lei Yufan snorted coldly, but the expression in his eyes became a bit dim.

Unexpectedly, this woman is not only good-looking, but also considerate, and she does not show off her intelligence and wisdom.

Lei Yufan paused for a moment, and said to her: "Don't think about the wedding money from Duke Mo's mansion today, the groom has already escaped marriage!"

"Escape from marriage?"

Wen Qian knew in her heart that according to the script of 'Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai', this Mo Xuan would indeed run away from marriage.

"Well, it's a pity that I want to marry him, General Ma. General Ma is the most powerful general in the Northern Wei Dynasty. He is talented and capable, good-looking and beautiful. In terms of appearance alone, he is on par with you. In terms of status... ..., can beat you several times!"

When Lei Yufan said this, he deliberately belittled her.

"That's not necessarily the case. What you see is good, maybe it's not good!" Wen Qian smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Since the groom has escaped from marriage, if he stays here, he might get into trouble, so it's better to leave.

"and many more!"

Lei Yufan suddenly called out to Wen Qian, untied the golden embroidered bag around his waist, and handed it to Wen Qian: "Take it! It's my investment in you!"

"Huh?" Wen Qian was stunned for a moment, then stared at Lei Yufan seriously: "Do you know my identity as a student?"

"I don't know! However, it is not difficult to guess that you are a scholar by looking at the book breath around you."

Lei Yufan looked at Wen Qian coldly and arrogantly, but there was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, and then he vowed: "If you can be the first in high school, I will definitely promise you a good husband who will not lose to Mo Xuan!"

"What did you say?" Wen Qian was stunned, wondering if she had auditory hallucinations in her ears.

As if he didn't hear Wen Qian's question, Lei Yufan quickly stuffed the embroidery bag into her hand, turned around and left abruptly.

At this time, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were quickly clenched into fists, and then released, clenched and loosened for a while, which showed his nervousness and excitement.

Today, it was the first time in his history that he disobeyed his mother's order, got rid of the guards and escaped from the palace.

He originally wanted to see the outside world, but he heard the common people discuss that the third master of the Duke's family, Lord Mo, is marrying a man today.

It just occurred to me that Lord Mo married the most beloved young son, Mo Xuan, and the person who married him was Ma Lan from the General's Mansion.

One is his handkerchief, and the other is a woman he admires.

Especially Mo Xuan had someone else in his heart, he wanted to see the situation, but he had just entered the Duke's mansion through the back door, and met Mo Xuan who had escaped from marriage.

The two said a few words in a hurry, and then they separated. In order to help Mo Xuan out of danger, he also deliberately notified Mo Guogong to pick him up, and deliberately pulled Mo Guogong to chat for a while before leaving the Duke's mansion.

The moment he stepped out of the gate, he found a beautiful woman with a faint red light in the crowd, and followed her involuntarily.

It was only after he followed that he realized that this woman was not only outstanding in appearance, but also had a unique temperament.

She also saw the troubles in his heart, and deliberately belittled herself to relieve him.

Lei Yufan felt her sincerity, he wanted to keep her, even if it was difficult and dangerous...

Seeing Lei Yufan leaving without a word, Wen Qian remembered his words, and hurriedly opened the embroidery bag. When she saw the contents clearly, she couldn't help but shook her head and sighed softly: "He is really understanding!"

It turned out that there were golden peanuts in the embroidered bag, and each peanut was about the size of a big finger. Counting carefully, there were 100 peanuts in total. In terms of price alone, it should be worth about [-] taels.

Wen Qian was still worrying about the start-up capital for her business, but now Lei Yufan took the initiative to send a bag of golden peanuts, although it was not much, it was enough for her to earn more money.

Where to make money the fastest, of course is the casino!
Just as she was about to act, she remembered that she was a student going to Beijing to rush for the exam. If she went to the gambling house and was caught by the love tree hiding in the dark, wouldn't she have no hope of passing the imperial exam.

Thinking of this possibility, Wen Qian immediately stopped in her tracks. She took out a golden peanut and looked at it, but found nothing different. She was about to put the golden peanut into the embroidery bag, but she felt a word on the bottom of the golden peanut.

Looking back, it is the word "Huang".

This made Wen Qian's eyes light up, and she hurriedly put the golden peanut into the embroidered bag, and then put it in her arms.

Going to the gambling house will lose the integrity of a scholar.

If you go to Hualou, it is an elegant place for scholars to cultivate their sentiments. This golden peanut is a thing in the palace.

Wouldn't it be better to go to the Hualou auction?

Just doing what she said, Wen Qian wandered in front of the flower buildings in the imperial capital, looking for a suitable auction place one by one.

You can't go to the flower buildings that are too luxurious and imposing. After all, they are the happy nests of the dignitaries. It is nothing rare to get the things in the palace easily.

It's too deserted and too remote to go. If the boss is a money-seeker, her golden peanuts will be lost in the mouth of a tiger.

After searching for a long time, Wen Qian couldn't find a suitable Hualou as a partner.

As night fell, Wen Qian, who lacked interest, bowed her head and walked towards the inn.

As soon as he walked to the door, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Unable to dodge, the two bumped into each other.

"Ouch!" A shrill piercing sound passed through the air.

Wen Qian rubbed her slightly aching chest, looked down at the black figure who had been hit, and saw him sitting on the ground, his fuzzy facial features tightly wrinkled together, gritting his teeth hard, looking very painful.

Knowing in my heart that I didn't see the way, I was wrong first, and took the initiative to take a step forward.

"Young man, are you alright?"

The man who was sitting on the ground enduring the pain heard a familiar voice, he raised his head with difficulty, and what he saw was a young and beautiful face, although it was very blurry because of the darkness.

But she has a round face, thin and slender eyelids, a high nose bridge, and cherry red lips with a faint luster.

It was him, the one I missed day and night.

"Ah Qian, it's me, Mo Xuan."

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