For the sake of a fleeting glance back then, Jiang Qingwan concealed her identity and married into the general's mansion, expending half of her cultivation to help the Qin family change their f...
While Jiang Qingwan was being scrutinized, she was also scrutinizing the old man.
This person is internally deficient, like a lamp running out of oil.
If it weren't for the faint dragon energy surrounding him, he would probably be buried by now.
Another member of the royal family.
Her tone grew even colder.
"If you don't believe me, you can wait and see."
As she spoke, she tried to lower the curtain and leave.
The old man called out, "Wait a moment."
Before Jiang Qingwan could react, the old man walked up to the carriage.
"You must be the Jiang Niangzi that Zhong Yuan mentioned, the one who knows some magic. You are quite good-looking. Do you know anything about face reading and divination?"
Jiang Qingwan shook her head.
"don't know."
The old man choked.
Didn't Zhong Yuan say this person had great abilities? How come he can't even do physiognomy or divination?
Could it be that she seduced Xiao Jiu just because she has a pretty face?
His words revealed his disdain.
"So what can you do?"
Jiang Qingwan's smile was distant.
"I know a bit about all the folk shamanic rituals, like catching ghosts, praying for blessings, and jumping rope."
The old man's lips twitched involuntarily, and he turned back to look at Zhong Yuan with extreme displeasure.
What kind of junk is this?
Zhong Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Jiang Qingwan.
"Madam Jiang, I haven't yet thanked the He family for their matter. Since we've met today, I'd like to invite you to dinner at the Fuyuan Restaurant up ahead. What do you say?"
Zhong Yuan was both an elder and a kind person.
Jiang Qingwan couldn't refuse.
She glanced again at the distinguished old man.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded.
"Then we'll have to trouble Dr. Zhong to pay the bill."
It's unreasonable for her to ride in a carriage while others walk, since she was invited by an elder.
Jiang Qingwan lowered the curtain, turned a handkerchief into a silk scarf, and tied it around her neck to cover the pinch marks. Then, she took Qinghui's hand and got off the carriage, walking with the two of them to the restaurant.