The most profound thing in Qi Su's memory now is:
At the willow bridgehead of the Guangji River, there is Granny Yuan's wonton shop.
That shop's wontons have thin wrappers and fresh fillings. The minced meat is mixed with chopped shrimp, and the broth is filled with shredded dried seaweed.
Sprinkle some chopped green onions on top when it's done cooking, and it'll be so delicious you'll want to swallow your tongue.
But this was just a traveling inn, not a respectable establishment.
If word got out, the pampered sisters in the Marquis of Changping's mansion would laugh at them.
They said she was like a wild boar that couldn't eat fine chaff.
Even though this was Qi San Niangzi's favorite food, she suppressed it and only ate it occasionally, never daring to indulge.
However, Qi Su no longer has such concerns.
Following the direction of her memory, Qi Su led her horse and asked questions along the way.
After searching for half an hour, we finally found it.
Blue and white food banners fluttered in the morning breeze.
As soon as Qi Su took a bite of the fresh meat wonton, tears streamed down her face.
Sister, even though it's delicious, it doesn't have to be like this.
I ate a bowl of wontons, tears streaming down my face.
The owner of the wonton shop, seeing her pitiful state, gave her an extra half bowl for free.
After finishing her wontons, Qi Su finally sorted out the past that she had swallowed with tears in her eyes.
Okay. The tears weren't shed in vain.
Suffering is not in vain.
Now that we've entered the city and finished our meal, it's time to put the next most important thing on the agenda.
—Yes, to buy clothes.
…
There are hundreds of clothing shops of all sizes in the capital.
However, among them, only three to five are the most renowned and have the best aesthetic sense.
Qi San Niangzi's favorite place among them is Liuxian Pavilion.
But as a young girl with only ten taels of silver a month, she couldn't afford anything there. She had only come once as an accompaniment to her older sister.
The Qi Su of today is not what it used to be.
She was already a wealthy young widow.
When she left Jincheng, as his widow, she automatically inherited the antique gold and silver jewelry that Sun Er had accumulated over the years.
Whether the Sun family knows it or not, she deserves it.
She asked Chief Secretary Song to exchange all of these for easily portable silver notes.
Even if we don't buy Liuxian Pavilion now, becoming a super VIP is definitely no problem.
"No, no, no. Take everything else, buy it all."
Qi Su changed into her favorite clothes and hairpins at Liuxian Pavilion, and even used the rouge from the shop to create a beautiful peach blossom makeup look.
Look, such a beautiful girl, and she's only eighteen years old.
Shopping really does bring happiness.
Qi Su slung her newly bought bag over her shoulder and carried her newly bought rouge powder box downstairs.
Suddenly, I heard a voice calling from behind me.
"Third Sister?"
The voice sounds a little familiar.
Qi Su turned around to look.
She saw a young man dressed in a moon-white robe, refined and handsome, around twenty years old, looking at her with a complicated expression.
After a couple of seconds, Qi Su finally recalled information about this person from her memory.
Oh—it's him.
It's said that enemies are destined to meet.
Having just entered the capital, I unexpectedly met my sister's fiancé, an old friend, right here in Liuxian Pavilion.
This is an important supporting male character.
To be precise, he once had a relationship with Qi San Niangzi.
This is the person who caused the sisters of the Marquis of Changping to fight each other, resulting in an extremely bad incident that damaged the family's reputation.
It was because of this incident that Qi San Niangzi was hastily sent away by her stepmother to marry someone else.
Then, this "future brother-in-law" took two steps forward with a complicated expression.
It seems like he wants to rekindle his old friendship with Qi Su.
Qi Su tilted her head, looking at him with a half-smile.
Who are you? Do I know you?
After a moment of surprise, the young man's face showed a sad and disheartened expression.
"Third Sister, that matter was not my intention."
Qi Su laughed: "Young master, your way of chatting with women is too old-fashioned. I am already married, so you'd better stay away from me, lest my jealous husband sees me."
The young woman before me was radiant and composed.
She has the same facial features as the third daughter of the Marquis of Changping, but her demeanor and temperament are completely different.
Third Sister is gentle and quiet. Although she is extremely beautiful, she always has a timid look in her eyes, which makes people feel sorry for her.
For a moment, the young man frowned and, as expected, stopped talking.
Then they heard a voice coming from behind them.
"Cousin, who are you talking to?" the girl asked him coquettishly.
The young man said, "There was no one there. They were just standing around bored while waiting for you, so they took a few steps."
After exchanging a few jokes, he turned around to look.
As expected, Third Sister was nowhere to be found.
…
That must be her, it must be her.
It's only been a year since they last saw each other.
A year ago, on a snowy night, she came to him crying, saying that her stepmother had discovered their affair and begged him to consider their relationship and propose marriage at the Marquis of Changping's mansion.
This silly girl, he's already engaged to her sister, how can he propose marriage?
He could only comfort her and try to persuade her with ambiguous words.
He still remembered the pitiful look on her face when she threw herself into his arms, her eyes filled with tears.
"My lord will not let me down, will he?"
Her eyes were red, as if she were asking him, or perhaps asking herself.
Of course, I won't let you down.
Receiving this reply felt like receiving a shield that could protect her from the freezing cold.
He crossed his arms and went back with a false sense of reassurance.
Duan Ting originally thought that the matter had already spread and become such a big fuss—and that he had naturally contributed to it.
The Changping Earl's family could settle this matter by marrying both of their daughters to him.
After all, Third Sister was just a daughter raised by a concubine in the countryside.
He lacked proper upbringing from a young age, was timid, and had a limited perspective.
Is there any better place for him?
But he never expected that the Marquis of Changping would rather marry off his shameful daughter to a distant place than have two women share one husband.
Before she could even celebrate the New Year, she was hastily married off by her stepmother to the remote city of Jincheng.
That meeting turned out to be the last.
Throughout the past year, he would occasionally think of her.
Especially when looking at her sister's ordinary face, which could at most be described as pretty.
Some time ago, at the New Year's banquet, I heard a merchant from Jincheng say:
The young lady of the Qi family became a widow.
Her husband got into a fight and was beaten to death.
Yes, it must be her. Having lost her husband, she should naturally return to her parents' home for a visit.
She was still angry with him, pretending not to know him.
Why can't we understand his predicament?
He was also affected by the rumors of his sisters vying for his affections. Now, he is determined to conduct himself properly and speak honestly, so as not to give anyone any ammunition against him.
...Oh well, never mind.
If she comes to beg him again, out of pity for the suffering she has endured, he will still be willing to take her.
.
Qi Su had no idea that a chance encounter would cause a dream man to go into a huge trance.
After buying her things, she returned to Yan Ruyu Rouge Shop near Zhuque Gate.
Master Daoci was a reliable person; the identity document and travel permit that Qi Su carried when she entered the city were both newly made.
Now, she is the second young lady of the Yan family, the owner of Yanruyu Rouge Shop.
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