Marrying into a poor family

Chapter 460

Last night, Qin Sui and his group were knocked unconscious and they woke up in the afternoon of the next day.

Qin Sui stood up and found that her clothes were intact, the same clothes she had worn yesterday.

Feeling a little relieved, he sat up and looked around.

This was not a place she was familiar with, but the furnishings in the room were elegant.

In the middle of the room there is a carved wooden lacquered round table and four round stools, in front of the window there are two armchairs and a carved square table, on both sides of the wall there are high tables with plum vases placed on them, but there are no illustrations inside.

There was a low table and a round rattan cushion placed in the right corner, but Qin Sui's gaze stayed on the guqin on the low table for a moment, then shifted her gaze away.

When I walked to the door, it opened unexpectedly. There was a room outside, which was clean and tidy.

Qin Cui walked slowly and gently stroked the tables and chairs with her fingers. There were two large armchairs and a table in the middle of the main room, and a long desk behind them. An ordinary family would place an incense table and offerings here, and on the wall above would be hung portraits of ancestors or some gods.

But, this place is empty.

The table top was very clean. If you looked closely, there was not a single scratch on it. It was obvious that there was no one living here permanently, but someone was cleaning the place regularly.

The room on the right is a small study. On the desk in the study are the four treasures of the study, but the bookshelves and antique shelves are empty, not to mention books and picture albums, there is not even a single decoration.

The door of the main room was open, and Qin Sui didn't see anyone when she walked out. Instead, she began to wonder: What on earth is this place? Who brought her here?
The flowers and trees in the yard have been trimmed, apparently by a knowledgeable gardener.

Qin Sui's eyes looked at the gate across the yard, and her heart began to pound. If she rushed over now and opened the door, would she be able to leave?

Before she could take any action, an old woman came out of the kitchen on the right. Qin Sui knew that it would not be easy to get out, but considering her current situation, she thought the other party should not have much ill intention, so she took a deep breath, calmed herself, turned to the old woman who was walking quickly towards her, and stared at her.

The old woman walked over quickly with a flattering smile on her face, holding a copper basin in her hand with a clean, new white towel placed on the edge of the basin.

Qin Sui's eyes fixed: this towel was newly produced in her shop, using the latest weaving and bleaching and dyeing methods, which could make the cotton as white as snowflakes and as soft and smooth as a woman's skin.

The old woman walked four or five steps to the front and stopped, holding the basin and bowing: "Madam, please go in and wash up. I will go get you food later."

Qin Sui turned around and went into the house without saying a word. The old woman put the basin on the basin rack, rolled up her sleeves and was about to help Qin Sui wash her face, but was stopped by Qin Sui.

Qin Cui rubbed the towel with her fingertips, but found that it was slightly different from the towel sent home. This one was harder in texture and not as soft as the towel at home.

Could it be that this is a replica?

Not to mention that cotton cultivation was controlled by Qin Shi, Lu Jiu and others, this new product also took a lot of manpower and resources to produce. How could a counterfeit product be produced so quickly?

What went wrong? Qin Sui felt even gloomier.

"Grandma, where is this place? What's your master's name? Why am I here?" Qin Sui washed her face, turned around and asked the grandma gently and kindly, trying her best to suppress her own sense of alienation.

"Madam, just call me Grandma Qiao. I have been taking care of this yard by myself for seven or eight years. The owner seldom comes. Someone brings food to me every few days, and someone also delivers daily necessities to my door. But I am unlucky. Not to mention meeting the owner, I don't even know who the owner is." Grandma Qiao still had a smile on her face, but she also looked a little sad and emotional.

"You have been guarding this yard alone for seven or eight years? And you have never gone out?" Qin Sui asked in surprise.

"What is an old woman like me doing outside? Here we have food and drink, and we don't have to bother with people's faces. How many people can be as lucky as me?" Grandma Qiao is a talkative and good-tempered person, but she knows almost nothing.

Although Qin Sui couldn't tell whether she was telling the truth, she couldn't continue to ask questions. After thinking for a while, she asked again: "Who sent me here? This old lady should know, right?"

This time, Grandma Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "I had already gone to bed last night, and suddenly someone knocked on the door. The noise was so loud that it was killing me. I was not deaf, so I got up to open the door. Several burly men outside pushed me away impatiently and carried my wife into the house without saying a word. I pulled them aside to ask, but they just said it was the owner's business and told me not to ask."

Qin Sui couldn't help but widen her eyes: "How dare you let in someone you don't know?"

"They can call me Grandma Qiao, so they must belong to the master's family. Why should I stop them? Moreover, after they put you on the bed, they left quickly and only told me to serve the mistress well. They didn't say anything else!"

"Grandma Qiao, my child is still young. I want to go home to see him first. I wonder if you can be flexible and let me go? I will definitely repay you in the future."

Grandma Qiao shook her head and said without waiting for Qin Sui to say anything else, "There are people guarding outside this yard. You can't get out."

Although she didn't know why Qin Cui came here, Grandma Qiao still felt sorry for her. After all, she looked like a pampered woman, and she said she had children at home, which made people even more worried about her.

Qin Sui could see that Grandma Qiao was a kind-hearted person, but she really couldn't do anything to help her, and she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

At night, Qin Cui tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, but she heard bursts of stringed instruments coming from afar, and faintly the sound of a melodious little tune drifting in the wind.

At first, Qin Sui thought she was hallucinating, but after listening carefully, she realized that it was not the case. She really heard the noisy sound.

After listening for a while, Qin Sui suddenly sat up, her eyes flickering in the dim candlelight.

This voice was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.

What was familiar was that she had heard it day and night before, but what was unfamiliar was that it was something from her previous life and she thought she had forgotten it long ago.

"Zuihonglou", this name involuntarily fell into Qin Sui's mind, making her dizzy and disoriented.

She escaped from the sea of ​​suffering at the cost of her death, and returned to the capital after her rebirth. She avoided this place whenever she went out, and would never allow Xiao Chenyu to go to such places for socializing.

But now she seemed to be very close to this place, so close that she could almost hear the sound of stringed instruments, the beauties singing, and the men laughing wildly after drinking.

What on earth did this person want to do? He brought her here, but he didn't see her anymore.

Qin Sui was extremely upset. She stood up, took the candlestick and went to the study to grind ink and write. She returned to her room to sleep after she calmed down.

She knew that if she collapsed physically and mentally first, that would be the best outcome the other party wanted.

She didn't even dare to think about how anxious Xiao Chenyu and his family must be.