This means that the fake King Qishan and his entourage, who had previously stopped at the post station, will arrive at the end of the first month of the lunar calendar.
He will then be able to officially appear in the public eye as the King of Qishan.
Yan Xiaoer acted as if it were business.
After delivering the message, it was time to leave.
Qi Su grabbed the hem of his clothes, wanting to chat a little longer.
Yan Xiaoer quickly snatched the clothes away.
He stepped back a meter, adhering to the principle that "men and women should not touch each other."
Qi Su looked at her empty hands, then at Yan Xiaoer.
"Oh, you've fallen for me? Otherwise, why would you want to avoid me? When I was 31, we were always arm in arm."
Yan Xiaoer let out a shrill scream and was thrown back at lightning speed.
"I didn't do it, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"
"If you need anything, just tell the shopkeeper, and she'll help you arrange it."
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Two days later.
Fenglelou is the number one restaurant in Ganjing.
Layers of beaded curtains concealed the person sitting inside the room.
Qi Wenlang, the second son of the Marquis of Changping and a military officer, stepped up the stairs and pushed open the door.
As the night deepened, the soft, warm fragrance in the room melted away the chill he had carried on his horseback journey.
He raised his chin and glanced into the room.
He sneered, "You've really got guts; you actually came back."
The beaded curtain was roughly pulled open, and the beads clattered and rattled in mid-air.
The young woman by the window is warming wine by the stove.
Hearing this, she smiled and glanced at him.
"It's my second brother."
Her tone was drawn out, sounding strange, and Qi Wenlang frowned.
"Who do you think it is?"
The woman shook her head.
"Who am I to think I am? I just didn't expect that my second brother is still the most filial to my aunt."
The third daughter of the Qi family lived in the Changping Marquis's mansion for more than three years, yet she never knew that Qi Erlang was actually born to Aunt Ji.
He is her real, biological brother.
I only learned about it from the little girl when I came back this time.
My aunt has had a really tough time.
He held her and cried at night. The mother and daughter were helpless and adrift in this deep mansion.
On the one hand, she kept her affair with her own son a complete secret.
Although Aunt Ji was sent back to the countryside, Qi Wenlang registered her under his wife's name.
But at least the blood relation is still there; he is her own brother.
Could it be that you're afraid this country girl will ruin your brother's future?
Qi Wenlang is three years younger than Qi's eldest brother, Yuan Lang. He has a quick temper and is ruthless. Although his name contains the character "文" (wen, meaning literature), he has nothing to do with literature.
He had no talent for studying, but later, with his family's help, he became a martial artist.
He secured a position as a military officer, holding the rank of eighth grade.
Qi San Niangzi had hardly ever seen him at the Changping Marquis's residence.
It's always during festivals and family gatherings that we get to peek through the crowd.
The little girl felt that her second brother was not a good person, and he looked at her with a sinister gaze.
Moreover, he was the child of the legal wife, and there was a great river separating them, so there was nothing for them to be close to.
Unexpectedly, the whole household knew about it. It was a secret only to her.
…
Over there, Qi Wenlang's face instantly turned sour.
"Stop being sarcastic! Do you know that you've made your aunt so angry that she's had a relapse!"
Qi Su: "Me? I just got back. My aunt is overjoyed to see me, how could she be angry?"
Qi Erlang's face turned pale, and he raised his hand to throw the wine glass at her face.
Qi Su blocked the spill with her fan, causing the wine to splash all over the table.
"How dare you say that?" he glared at Qi Su and said fiercely.
"If you hadn't been so shameless and committed such a disgraceful act of seducing another man's husband, how could your mistress have been forced to live on such a precarious existence, unable to even utter a loud word in the mansion?"
Qi Su: "Didn't my aunt always walk on thin ice in the mansion? After I harmed her, her life has become a little better. She is loved by her husband and has even raised a young son. I guess this is my way of showing filial piety."
Qi Wenlang: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I'm here today to tell you that you can forget about ever getting into the Changping Marquis's mansion. Your aunt has already been ruined by you, and if you go back, will she and Bao-ge still be able to live together?"
Qi Su covered her face, looking utterly miserable.
"Does my second brother mean that my family doesn't want me anymore? What should I do?"
Qi Wenlang looked at her with disgust.
"Get out of the city. If you have nowhere to stay, I have a manor you can borrow temporarily. If you behave well and make your aunt's life easier, I might be able to act as matchmaker and find you a suitable widower in the future. If you don't know what's good for you—"
As he spoke, he looked coldly at Qi Su and snorted.
Qi Su pretended not to know.
What are you going to do?
Qi Wenlang: "The Jinshui River is quite wide."
Qi Su said "Oh".
She raised her sleeve to cover her face and faked a couple of sobs.
"My second brother is my own brother, why is he so heartless? Is this my second brother's idea, or my aunt's idea? I don't believe my aunt is so cruel to me."
Qi Wenlang glared at her coldly.
“If your aunt were truly heartless towards you, she would have thrown you into the Jinshui River when you caused such a disgraceful incident.”
Qi Su: "Yes, I will always remember my aunt's kindness."
Qi Wenlang: "How much money did you bring from the Jin family?"
Qi Su: "Is it Second Brother who wants to ask, or Auntie?"
Qi Wenlang looked impatient.
"What? You're a disgraced widow remarrying, don't you have to make arrangements? Forget about your original household registration, consider the name Qi San Niangzi dead. From now on, you're just a little widow from Fanji village, coming to the city to stay with relatives."
Qi Su didn't say anything.
Qi Wenlang sneered.
"What, you don't want to? Do you think you're some kind of celestial beauty, admired by everyone? Go look at yourself in that ditch. It's already good enough that someone is willing to take you."
After Qi Wenlang finished eating at Fenglelou Restaurant, he gave Qi Su another round of feedback.
Tell her that if she makes another excuse to harass Aunt Ji and Bao Ge'er, she'll be skinned alive.
Tell her to think carefully about her suggestion. If she agrees, then go and send a message to her aunt.
Then, burping contentedly, he swayed and left.
Naturally, the task of paying the bill fell to Qi Su, the shameful young widow.
Just as he lifted the beaded curtain to walk out, Qi Su called out to him again.
"Second brother, am I my aunt's biological daughter?"
Her voice was soft and low, and her eyes were equally deep and mysterious.
Qi Wenlang gave her a cold, disdainful look.
“Your aunt is so good to you, yet you still doubt her. It’s a shame she suffered for two days when she gave birth to you. I should have drowned you in the toilet instead, so you wouldn’t have to suffer like this now.”
…
The disordered beaded curtain slowly returned to its place.
Qi Su leaned against the window, watching the night view of the long street while slowly finishing the wine that was warming on the stove.
She had no interest in returning to the Marquis of Changping's residence.
But she's still very willing to do things that annoy or upset others.
Flipping through fragments of memory, Qi San Niangzi lacked love from a young age, and her short life of just over ten years revolved around Aunt Ji. She wished she could rip out her heart to make her aunt happy.
Aunt Ji's attitude is quite intriguing.
When I was little, I would tease and play with them like I was raising a cat or dog. If I was happy, I would pet them, and if I was unhappy, I would kick them away.
As the children grew older and became more sensible, they began to cover it up.
Qi Su was also very curious: was this simply human nature, or was there some other hidden reason?
She poured the last drop of wine out the window.
As for the Jinshui River, we'll see who jumps in when the time comes.
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