Chapter 51
Seeing Wen Shu's shocked expression, Han Xiang panicked and said, "Miss, did I take the wrong one? This pear blossom wine is your favorite, I... I shouldn't have given it to Young Master Song..."
"You didn't take the wrong one."
Wen Shu stared intently at Pei Lingjun, slowly carrying the two jugs of pear blossom wine. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "I haven't drunk pear blossom wine for a long time. Hanxiang, you've got the right ones."
Just as Hanxiang was about to say that this pear blossom wine was not your favorite, Pei Lingjun stepped forward, seemingly to take the two jars of wine.
As their fingers intertwined, Wen Shu suddenly let go.
Pei Lingjun was caught off guard and his shoes were splashed with liquid from the two broken jars of wine. He took a slight step back and his brows furrowed slightly.
Wen Shu's smile faded, her gaze became empty, and she didn't look at anyone. "Hanxiang, let's go."
After everyone left like a gust of wind, Pei Lingjun looked sadly at the broken wine jar on the ground, his gaze dark and unfathomable.
Night falls.
The Wen family mansion was silent, but in another corner of the courtyard, candles were always burning brightly.
Pei Lingjun leaned against the pillow, his face expressionless.
After hearing that Pei Lingjun was injured, Zhu Zijin, who hadn't seen him for many days, finally begged Cui Pei to take him into the mansion. As soon as he entered, he saw his uncle looking completely disoriented. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought that the Xiaolong Guard had been disbanded.
"It's just a broken wine jar, Uncle, why are you making such a fuss?"
Zhu Zijin glanced at him, then swiftly unfolded his satin-covered, jewel-encrusted folding fan and said in a low voice, "You have the audacity to say that the young master of the Qi family is not worthy of Lady Wen, do you think Lady Wen will give you a kind look?"
Pei Lingjun, who had been leaning against the pillow for a long time without answering, finally spoke expressionlessly: "I am telling the truth."
“Even if it’s the truth,” Zhu Zijin frowned, fanning himself as he gently reminded him, “you can’t just say it like that. You have to be more tactful in your words and actions. Uncle, you’re talking to the girl you like, not to a prisoner in the Ministry of Justice’s prison.”
Hearing Zhu Zijin's disappointed tone, Pei Lingjun finally began to reflect on his behavior, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "How can we make amends?"
Zhu Zijin's eyes lit up, and he chuckled twice, saying with considerable pride, "You've come to the right person to ask me about this!"
As the young master of the Zhu family, Zhu Zijin was loved by everyone from eighty-year-old grandmothers to eight-year-old girls.
If we're talking about ways to make a girl happy, Zhu Zijin's suggestions are naturally few and far between.
Zhu Zijin smiled mysteriously, counting on his fingers, then waved his satin folding fan and said with a smile, "Uncle, come closer..."
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"Damn it! That old scoundrel Wen brought so many people here, he's clearly just trying to lure us into a fight!"
"Boss, calm down. That old scoundrel from the Wen family didn't gain anything either!"
"But so many of our brothers have died..."
In the dimly lit room, several popular storybooks were placed under a table with a limp leg. The person sitting there was wearing a sleeveless linen shirt and had a stubble of stubble on his face.
Hearing this, he slammed his hand on the table in anger, and the surrounding noises instantly subsided.
His face darkened. "That old scoundrel Wen Fu! Not only did he harm so many of my brothers, but he also imposed martial law and issued a warrant for our arrest. He's trying to force us to our deaths!"
The faces of everyone present darkened, and they were all worried about their future livelihoods.
Just then, a voice rang out unhurriedly: "The old scoundrel Wen has been entrenched in Anyang for a long time. Getting rid of him won't be so easy."
"However, I recently heard some news," a thin man of unusual build spoke softly from the crowd, a hint of cunning flashing across his face. "The Princess of Sui'an from the capital has secretly arrived in Anyang. Boss, isn't this a perfect opportunity?"
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