After the rebirth of Madam Hou Clan, her heart was sealed with cement

Chapter 3: Cold Beauty, Charming Passenger

Tan Zhixu thought for a moment, then walked slowly into the inner room and took out the sandalwood box under the cabinet.

"Gu Yu, you pawned this set of Magnolia Qinyue jewelry to purchase a batch of Ceylon silk. With the remaining money, you bought a secret house and stocked up the goods."

"Miss, this is your dowry!" Gu Yu couldn't help but said, "If you want silk, there are many shops under the name of the Marquis Mansion, why do you need to spend extra money to buy it?"

Tan Zhixu said calmly, "You just need to do your errands well. Remember to be careful and don't let anyone discover you."

"The slaves obey."

As evening approached, Tan Zhixu put on her curtain hat and went to the embroidery shop in the West Market. After 20 years, she had almost forgotten what this shop was like back then.

Most of the shops in the Hou Mansion are under the name of Dafang. Although Zhou is good at accounting, he is not good at business. The items in the shops are all outdated styles.

She was sitting in the shop, and the shopkeeper was escorting the young master downstairs, "Young Master, don't worry, these clothes will be sent to Guixiang Tower."

Song Yunxi narrowed her long, narrow eyes slightly, "You all should know what Madam said, right?"

"Little understands."

Song Yunxi was in a good mood as the shopkeeper was about to meet him. Inadvertently, a thin figure broke into his sight.

The woman's light green blouse outlines her slender waist, and a lotus wood hairpin is simply pinned to her bun.

The hanging curtains vaguely revealed the fair face of the woman, sitting at the table, drinking tea leisurely, exuding a sense of coldness that no one should get close to.

He was confused for a moment and froze in place. The boy outside the door reminded him, "Young Master, that is the second wife."

Song Yunxi looked at Tan Zhixu from his hair to his heels.

Tan Zhixu also looked at him.

The eldest young master Song Yunxi, the husband of the Zhou family, had always been the same as her short-lived husband.

Tan Zhixu turned his gaze to the side and followed Song Yunxi, the obedient shopkeeper. The clothes in his arms were full of vulgar colors that young women loved. It was unknown which girl from Hualou had won the favor of the uncle of the Hou Mansion.

In the past, Song Yunxi harassed her a lot, and Tan Zhixu just pretended not to see this person. Unexpectedly, Song Yunxi brushed her hand back at the shopkeeper and walked straight towards Tan Zhixu.

"My younger siblings are quite diligent. Just after their first seven days, they came to familiarize themselves with the store?"

At close range, he wanted to touch every inch of Tan Zhixu's exposed fair skin with his eyes.

Tan Zhixu endured nausea and stood up to feel relieved, "My younger brother and sister have met my eldest brother."

Her voice was like the spring breeze, which made Song Yunxi's heart burst with joy.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and held Tan Zhixu's lotus-like arm, "My younger brothers and sisters are so delicate, how can I bear to have you work so hard for me?"

Tan Zhixu suddenly pulled away, "Sister-in-law ordered me, and Zhixu dare not disobey."

The shopkeeper and the waiter looked at each other and quietly retreated, not forgetting to close the store door.

I thought that Song Yunxi would restrain himself when he mentioned his sister-in-law, but unexpectedly he got angry.

The old lady was partial, and she would look for such a beauty even for her second brother, but she just found him a tigress with an incomprehensible charm!

There was a dim light in his eyes, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The innocent little widow had a unique flavor.

Walking around behind Tan Zhixu, he leaned over and smelled the faint scent of green orange on the woman's body, and said coaxingly, "My second brother and I share the same mother and father. He is dead, so you might as well give me an advantage, otherwise you will have no one to rely on, and you will have a lot of money." Eat the hard way..."

Tan knew that Xu Weiwei was immobile, and his disdain in his heart became even greater.

She is not afraid of Song Yunxi, she is just a thief but not a thief. As long as she shouts, she can scare him into hiding with his tail between his legs!

In the past 20 years, she has known everyone in the Lin'an Marquis Mansion like the back of her hand!
Just when Tan Zhixu was raising his voice and preparing to shout, the store door was suddenly broken open.

The visitor went straight to Song Yunxi, dragged him to the corner of the cabinet, and punched and kicked him.

"Ouch! What kind of lunatic without eyes! I am the eldest son of the Lin'an Marquis Mansion, so open your eyes and see clearly!" "Stop it! Don't slap me in the face!"

The three assailants were dressed in light jackets and had evil looks on their faces.

Song Yunxi was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he lay in a miserable state in the closet.

The instigator was seen outside the door and walked slowly into the room with a calm voice and said, "It turns out to be the eldest young master of Yong'an Mansion. I'm really sorry."

"I heard the news that there are thieves here to discuss secret matters. I don't think it's because the information is wrong. I'm sorry to offend you."

Song Yunxi covered her eyes that were so swollen that they could only open a slit, and she was furious. However, when she saw the person wearing dark blue official uniform, with black hair tied into an ancient jade curling cloud crown, her arrogance shrank.

"It turns out... Mr. Gu is handling the case."

"Master Gu has many official duties. You are busy, you are busy..."

Song Yunxi stumbled away holding on to the door frame, cursing secretly in his heart that he was so unlucky to meet this god of plague.

Gu Huaijing, the governor of the canal, was ruthless in his methods. Although he was only a third-rank official, he was highly regarded by the emperor and everyone in the government and the public talked about his change of attitude.

But now that the Marquis Mansion exists in name only and no one is taking the throne, it is better to be restrained.

Gu Huaijing's eyes moved slightly, falling on the cyan figure, and said solemnly, "My husband's body is not yet cold, and your wife is so anxious to find a home?"

Tan Zhixu did not flee like Song Yunxi, but his heart was already in turmoil.

She stared at Gu Huaijing like a Zen monk in trance. Now he was at a high-spirited age. His almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, his sharp eyebrows were sharp, there was a small mole on the bridge of his nose, and his thin lips were tightly pursed with a sense of displeasure. , even the tear mole at the corner of his eye is glowing with coquettishness.

Even though his words were thorny, Tan Zhixu didn't care much and just said distantly and coldly, "The civilian girl is still busy with some things, so I'll leave first."

She had just moved away from Gu Huaijing when the man's big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The jade-like knuckles were like iron pliers, tightly confining her, and a cold aura spread around Gu Huaijing, "You haven't answered me yet, why are you hanging out here with that disciple!"

"Are you concerned about this?" Tan Zhixu turned around and pinched his palms tightly.

The person in front of me is my sweetheart, my childhood sweetheart for 17 years.

If the Marquis of Lin'an hadn't interfered, she would have become a housewife.

As fate would have it, ever since she stepped into the Hou Mansion in red makeup, they have been separated by heaven and earth.

If she remembered correctly, Gu Huaijing in his previous life was a very popular minister many years later, with a bright future, and had almost no interaction with her.

"Yes."

Gu Huaijing's word made Tan Zhixu's heart skip a beat.

She pinched her palms harder and harder, trying to keep her awake from the pain.

In this life, she will make everyone in the Lin'an Marquis Mansion pay a heavy price, and Gu Huaijing must not be involved.

Suppressing the turbulence under his eyes, Tan Zhixu suddenly took half a step forward, his delicate body pressed against Gu Huaijing's chest, and the fine white catkins twisted the skirt of his clothes, "Sir, I am a widow, what's wrong with finding a supporter?"

Gu Huaijing's whole body froze, and the woman hooked her hands on his clothes, charmingly, "This person can be the eldest young master, or...it can be you, sir."

"You...how did you become like this?" Gu Huaijing was surprised. Where did the shy and reserved girl go?

Tan Zhixu smiled sweetly, "Sir, do you not like Zhixu like this?"

Gu Huaijing's face turned livid, he held her wrist firmly with his big palm, shook it off hard, and said in a low voice, "Very good, it was my unnecessary move that ruined your good deeds."

"Take the people and leave."

(End of this chapter)