Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 43: Disfigured woman

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Patriarch Ruan’s breathing became heavy because of her smile. The big palm held the cup on the side and suddenly threw it on the ground. The cup fell to the ground, torn apart, and fragments splashed into Ruan Zhen’s. At her feet, she didn't move, but she looked at it that way, but she was extremely confident in her heart, and he would agree. Sure enough, it’s only half-scented. Even though his face is still gloomy, Ruan Xiuren nodded his head almost unchecked: "You go! I will take care of these two things for you, but if there is another next time, you will consider it yourself. Weigh." He has a handle in her hand, but if he is really anxious, don't blame him for not thinking about brothers and sisters.

"This is natural, as long as you are willing to nod your head, then everything is easy to say. Then, sister, I can wait for the good news from your eldest brother." Ruan Zhen was completely relieved and stood up to leave. She didn't want to see his black face again, and she wanted to strangle her to death, she was really afraid that he would actually do it. He twisted his waist and turned around, only to open the door, but when he saw the woman who was walking by with the tray not far away, the smile on her face was constricted, but then she raised it mockingly, opened it generously, and leaned forward. Smiling at the door frame and watching the beautiful woman approach.

When she arrived, Yingying shook her kerchief and called out her throat: "Sister-in-law, you are well."

The Patriarch Ruan was originally in a moody mood. Seeing that Ruan Zhen was not leaving yet, his brows furrowed tighter, but when he heard Ruan Zhen's words, a touch of tenderness flashed across his originally stretched face. Immediately stood up and walked to the door. Sure enough, I saw the person I wanted to meet. He took the tray in her hand and couldn't help but said, "Just let the servant do it. What if you are tired?" With a tray in one hand and her waist in the other, she took her to sit in her own position, softly and affectionately, where there was a half cold and ruthless.

The beautiful woman blushed, not used to being so close in front of outsiders, she pushed him and sat aside properly, "I heard them say that Zhen'er is here, so come and have a look."

They seemed to think of Ruan Zhen who was still standing at the door just now. The beautiful woman's face was even redder, "Jen'er, come and sit too."

Patriarch Ruan gave Ruan Zhen a warning. There was a crack on Ruan Zhen’s flawless face. He unconsciously fell on Ruan Xiuren’s hand that had been placed on the woman’s waist, and slowly retracted: "Sister-in-law, I Thinking that there is still something in the house, I won’t bother you and your eldest brother.” With this sentence, she turned and left, and Ruan Xiuren’s dissatisfied voice came from behind: “You care about her. If she wants to leave, let her go. , Don’t be careful, the doctor said that you are not in good health, and it’s cold today, so don’t..."

With completely different attitudes before and after, Ruan Zhen's footsteps paused, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but after a few steps, she couldn't help turning her head, just to see the gentleness of Ruan Xiuren's eyes when he looked at the woman. Ruan Zhen looked at it, her eyes dazzled.

In the next few days, as Lou Qingwu said, Ruan's family began to sell shops privately. Tang Er bought in under a false identity, and finally moved all under Lou Qingwu’s name and handed them over to Lou Qingwu. The shopkeeper who was trained secretly in the years takes care of it. Since Ruan Zhen went to Ruan's house, she has been kept behind closed doors, and even if there is something in the house, she has been handed over to her close mother to deal with it, and Lou Lianxin has also been forbidden by her. As the two stopped walking around, those rumors gradually weakened. Lou Qingwu is very clear about Ruan Zhen's plan. She wants to let this matter be dealt with coldly.

Just like what she did back then, time is the best medicine. It can smooth all wounds and hide all dirt.

But she also knew very well that Ruan Zhen couldn't stop there.

She can't kill her once, she will definitely look for a second chance. Even if she doesn't provoke them, they will send them to the door by themselves and let her get rid of her skin and bones. So, all she needs to do is just sit here and wait. At present, she has more important things to do, how to get the files of the Tang family. Qianmian went to Jiangyin and has not yet come back, but she asked Qian to go there just to confirm what she thought in her heart, and what the result would be, she could actually guess it, but the next step is how to get from Mu Yun Qing started there.

"Tang Er, you go to find out where Mu Yunqing likes to hang out is." Since there is no way, she can only follow her own feelings. As long as Mu Yunqing relaxes a corner here, the entire problem in front of him will be solved.

"Yes, the subordinate will send someone to investigate. By the way, Miss Jin, the shopkeeper gives you time to visit the first Jinsi Building. The latest batch of jewelry samples this year has been released. She wants to let You choose something you like."

"I see." Lou Qingwu's gaze fell on the jewellery box in front of him, his gaze swaying, he might as well hit the sun if he chooses a day, "then go today."

When Lou Qingwu came out of the first Jinsi Tower, it was already dark and golden sunset on her body, as if coated with a layer of golden light, she wore a veil on her face, covering her face . Tang Er followed and changed his face. The two were like very ordinary masters and servants, but the black wooden box held in Tang's second hand was filled with the most novel that even the noble ladies in Kyoto hadn’t seen before. jewelry. Lou Qingwu had just walked out a few steps, but he heard the arguing and arguing from the embroidered village next to him, mixed with a pleading: "Please, sell that wedding dress to my lady. This is all our money. Go! Please!"

"I said I won't sell it! Don't sell it! I don't have enough money and want to wear such good clothes? I really have a full stomach. Besides, even if I sell it to you, it is a waste to wear it on your lady..."

"You! How do you, how do you talk?"

"Why? What I said is wrong! You look at your lady's face, tusk..." It's so ugly, who will marry her? Even if someone is willing to marry, the treasures of the town shop in his store are a violent thing to wear on her. What's more, they can't afford the price of the wedding gown, so they can go wherever they should go.

The maid was angry at the words of the shopkeeper, her face was flushed, but her eyes were even more red, and she shivered and said: "Why are you talking like this, you know my lady back then..."

"Bell, forget it." Just when the maid wanted to say something, the woman who had been silent on the side suddenly opened her mouth, but when she made a sound, everyone who heard her voice was stunned. What kind of voice is that, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, it's not an exaggeration to walk around the beam for three days. I only heard that people were heartbroken for a while, soft and coquettish.

The shopkeeper apparently froze for a moment. He glanced up and down again at the woman sitting in the wooden wheelchair. She looked like black ink, and she was wearing an unmarried woman’s hair bun. He is still young, and even if there is no powder on his brows and eyes, he can still see an enchanting taste. The identity of the woman is actually self-evident. The shopkeeper smirked, but fell on the woman's immobile legs, and the face that was covered by the veil, which could still see the ruined face, shrugged unfortunately. , Touched his chin, "Let’s do it, it’s really good to hear you, can you play music? Sing a song to the uncle, and I will reluctantly sell this wedding suit to you."

It's just that as soon as he said this, the face of the woman in the wheelchair changed suddenly, her scarred hands clenched the handrails, her head drooping extremely low.

Keep so, I can still feel her strong resistance.