Chapter 8: Letongzhuang

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Wang Jiugui felt that he must be dreaming. He squeezed his thigh hard, and immediately yelled out with pain.
It's not like dreaming.
But if it is not a dream, how to explain what happened in front of me.
But Xu Yu, those of his chatterers fell to the ground one after another, and the creators stepped on the stone steps, dusting the clothes. Feeling Wang Jiugui's eyes, she looked over, her eyes clear, making Wang Jiugui hairy.
He had never seen He Yan like this.
He Yan is not like this. He Yan is beautiful and mean, greedy for vanity, and loves to take advantage of small ones. Such women, countless in the capital of Shuo, are mostly thinner than fate and paper. If you are good, you can really climb into a wealthy family to be a concubine. The bad thing is to marry an ordinary person and live a life of sorrow and grievance. He Sui raises her like a young lady. He Yan has never touched any sharp objects in her life. Those hands are either playing the piano or painting, at least not for hitting people.
But just now, Wang Jiugui saw the hands folded into a fist, and he knocked the strong man beside him to the ground. He still remembered that He Yan had just held his arm. Before he could feel the numbness, he felt a pain in his arm and yelled. Where is this finger, better than an axe.
This woman is terrible. What kind of medicine did she take, and her strength became so great overnight. Can he do a dozen people alone?
Wang Jiugui wanted to cry a little.
He hadn't figured out how to beg for mercy next, but saw the girl walking towards him.
"Grandma spares your life!" Sanji disappeared at this moment, and Wang Jiugui blurted out, "It's because I don't know Taishan, you have a large number of adults, let me go!"
"Don't give me such a gift in the future." He Yan Wensheng said, "I don't like it."
"Okay, okay." Wang Jiugui said several "good" words in succession, for fear that He Yan would not believe it, and added: "What do you like to tell me, I bought it for you... is it okay?"
"It doesn't have to be, it doesn't matter if you're powerless." He Yan laughed. "They are all neighbors in the neighborhood. Don't make such jokes in the future."
"Yes yes." Wang Jiugui was grateful.
"However, I still want to ask you something," she said.
After a while, He Yan dropped the endgame and left easily, leaving behind a moan. She walked briskly, and did not know that after she left, someone on the floor above the drunk jade floor, someone let go of the fan's hand, and the gauze curtain covered the messy downstairs.
"When did the women in the capital become so brave and fierce?" It was a brisk voice, full of smiles and jokes, "Is this why Uncle unwilling to decide to marry a wife?"
His words were not answered.
This man will continue to work harder, "Uncle, don't ask what kind of girl is that? If it's good, how about accepting as a female under your account? At night, I can add fragrance to my sleeve..."
With a "bang", someone's fingertips lightly touched the table, and the tea lid covered in the half-cup of tea cups swiped into his mouth accurately, blocking his speechlessness.
"Woo, woo—" The man unwillingly opened his teeth.
"If you have one more nonsense, I will throw you away from here." The lazy and indifferent voice interrupted the next complaint.
The room was quiet.
"Streaming Light" with strings plucked slowly flowed through the elegant room, covering the spring light outside the window. The tea continued to be drunk, and someone gave a small grunt, and was quickly overwhelmed by the sound of the piano.
...
He Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief after seeing He Yan return unharmed.
"Are you all right? Wang Jiugui and them?" He Yunsheng asked, without seeing Wang Jiugui's figure.
"I am empathetic to them, and they leave. And they said that they would come to pay the punishment in the future, and they would not do such a thing in the future." He Yan said: "Don't worry about them, continue to sell cakes. ."
He Yunsheng looked at her suspiciously.
If Wang Jiugui really wants to be so reasonable, he will not be called Wang Jiugui. But He Yan looked like she didn't want to say much, and she looked as if she hadn't been harmed. He Yunsheng was a teenager's family, and he soon left the matter behind.
In the night, after having dinner together, He Yunsheng was going to sleep, and He Yan pulled him.
"what's up?"
"Do you have clean clothes?" He Yan asked.
He Yunsheng didn't understand.
"I want to see if there is any need to sew on your clothes." He Yan said: "I can help sew at night."
He Yunsheng's expression was about to crack.
For the first time since birth, He Yan proposed to sew clothes for him. For a moment, a strange touch moved in the boy's heart, but... he hesitantly asked: "Have you ever touched the needle thread?"
He seemed to remember that He Yan wouldn't be a female red, and all the needlework was made by Ome.
"You just look down on me. That is of course." Of course not.
He Yan shoved him: "Go and get it, take everything you can."
He Yunsheng looked for a pile of clothes, and He Yan picked up the clothes and walked into the house. He Yunsheng was a little hesitant, "Shall we let Qingmei do it?"
"How can Qingmei do what I do, please go to sleep quickly and get up early tomorrow." He Yan said.
After dismissing the boy, He Yan returned to the house and picked and picked, only to find a chestnut long-sleeved dress with narrow sleeves. He Sui probably really gave all his silver to his daughter. He Yunsheng didn't even have any decent clothes. They were all cloth breeches. The only one of these long coats was about the rest of them. The color of the wash was old.
Fortunately, she was similar to He Yun, and she was barely fit. Then he pulled his hair into a man's bun. He snipped a branch outside the door and inserted it. He turned his skin darker and thickened his eyebrows. He Yan looked at the mirror and looked like a green young boy.
In her previous life, she was pretended to be a man, and at least in those years, no one found anything wrong. Dressed as a man in this life, I did not feel half jerky. It's a pity that I wanted to be a handsome boy, but when I wear this dress, it seems like a young master in the family, barely looking at it.
She walked a few steps in the house, consciously foolproof, and then secretly opened the door and walked into the yard. She jumped agilely, over the wall, and came to the street.
There is no curfew in Beijing at this time, which is a busy and prosperous time. He Yan walked along the brightly lit place, the boats along the coast sang and danced to the ears, the hawkers on both sides shouted loudly, the spring was full of life, and the night view of the flourishing world.
She has not been able to go out like this for many years. From the beginning of He Rufei's return to the He family, from her marriage to the Xu family, from her blindness.
These lively, bustling, beautiful things seem to have been far away from her, but tonight, with the night breeze blowing by the lake lost together, she is free.
After leaving the He family, everything started again, and she was grateful to the sky in her heart.
Not far from the Zuiyu Tower in Beijing, outside the Ming Hall, the charming and flowery girls are entertaining guests with smiles on their faces.
This is not the Qinlou Chu Hall, but the largest and most famous casino in the capital, Letongzhuang.
He Yan stopped in front of Letong Village.
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Uncle is a male, Fang Ling 20~