After leaving Liuyun Pavilion, Su Huaiyue felt particularly relaxed. She turned to look at Wei Che, her eyes full of admiration: "Your idea today is really brilliant! Wei Che, you have a really good business mind. Maybe even if the Wei family can't return to the capital in the future, with your help, you can make the Wei family a well-known business family in Youzhou."
Wei Che shook his head slightly, looked at Su Huaiyue with gentle eyes, and said seriously: "Sister-in-law, if it weren't for you, there would be no Wei family today. All this is thanks to you. I just did what I could under your leadership."
Su Huaiyue felt warm in her heart, but when she thought of the complicated relationship between them, she quickly turned her head away and said, "Stop talking like that. We are a family, so we shouldn't talk behind each other's backs."
The two returned to Meiyan Pavilion. At this time, the friends that Jing Zhiwan brought with her had already gone back, and she was the only one left in the store. She looked at the door from time to time, as if waiting for something.
When she saw Wei Che coming back, her eyes lit up instantly and she happily went to greet him, saying, "Master Wei, you're finally back! My friends really like the things in Meiyan Pavilion and bought a lot of them. They also promised to help promote our Meiyan Pavilion at the flower viewing banquet in two days."
Wei Che nodded politely and said, "Miss Jing, thank you so much to you and your friends. I will remember this favor."
Jing Zhiwan was secretly delighted when she heard this. Blushing slightly, she took the opportunity to say, "If Master Wei really wants to thank me, why not treat me to a meal? It's reasonable and proper. After all, I've done Meiyan Pavilion a great favor this time."
Wei Che was slightly stunned. He really didn't want to be alone with Jing Zhiwan, but Jing Zhiwan did help Meiyan Pavilion.
The words of refusal came to his lips but he swallowed them back, and he had no choice but to nod and agree: "Since Miss Jing said so, then I would respectfully obey your order and will definitely treat Miss Jing to dinner another day."
After returning home, Su Huaiyue plunged into the research of Liu Yun Pavilion's special beauty cream.
She knew clearly that the women in brothels were divided into two categories: those selling their art and those selling their bodies. Their needs were different, so the beauty creams should also be different.
After some thought, she decided to play with spices and concocted two different types of beauty creams. One had a fresh and elegant fragrance, suitable for women selling their art; the other had a sweet and tempting taste, which was more in line with the needs of women selling their bodies.
After several days of hard work, the beauty cream was finally developed.
Su Huaiyue thought of finding someone to try the effects first. The only man in the Wei family was Wei Che, so she took two beauty creams and went to Wei Che's bedroom yard.
It was afternoon, and the sunlight filtered through the mottled leaves, casting patches of golden light and shadow, covering the entire yard with a layer of dreamy gauze.
Wei Che was practicing sword in the yard. He was dressed in a black suit, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and every movement he made was vigorous and powerful, full of strength and beauty.
He was holding a long sword, and the sword moved with his body. His figure was as fast as lightning, and the sword seemed to have life in his hand. Sometimes it was like a dragon emerging from the sea, stabbing fiercely into the air; sometimes it was like a tiger pouncing on its prey, swinging fiercely in all directions.
The sword flowers flickered, reflecting dazzling light in the sunlight, accompanied by his steady breathing and powerful footsteps, as if playing a passionate war song.
When he reached the climax of the practice, he spun around, and the long sword drew a perfect arc in the air, bringing up a whistling sound of the wind.
But at this moment, his injured leg suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if it was pricked by thousands of needles, and the piercing pain instantly spread throughout his body.
The sudden pain made his movements suddenly stop, and he almost couldn't hold the sword steadily. The sword body trembled slightly and almost fell to the ground.
He clenched his teeth, and his forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face turned a little pale.
As soon as Su Huaiyue walked into the yard, she saw this scene. Her heart suddenly tightened and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.
At that moment, she seemed to be able to feel the pain that Wei Che was suffering, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.
She really wanted to rush over and support Wei Che and ask him if it hurt, but she felt that her actions seemed to be a bit excessive, so she could only stand there and look at him anxiously.
Wei Che took a deep breath, endured the pain in his legs, adjusted his state, and put away the sword steadily.
When he saw Su Huaiyue, he was slightly stunned, then wiped the sweat from his forehead as if nothing had happened, and walked slowly towards her with seemingly normal steps.
Although he tried his best to hide it, Su Huaiyue could still see a slight limp in his walk.
"Sister-in-law, you're here." Wei Che walked up to Su Huaiyue, forced a smile, and tried to make his voice sound calmer.
Su Huaiyue pretended not to see anything, walked to Wei Che with a smile, raised her head slightly, opened the two beauty creams respectively, handed them to Wei Che's nose, and said: "Wei Che, smell these two and see how they smell."
The two of them were very close, but Wei Che's eyes unconsciously fell on Su Huaiyue's wrist, which exuded a unique fragrance different from the beauty cream. It was faint, but it made him distracted.
He subconsciously sniffed it for a while longer and was actually a little intoxicated by it.
Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Su Huaiyue couldn't help but ask doubtfully: "How are they? Do you feel about these two models?"
Wei Che suddenly came back to his senses and realized his recent misconduct. His ears instantly felt hot.
He quickly took two steps back, lowered his head slightly, trying to hide his red ears, and said calmly, "It tastes really good. Both of these scents are very unique. The manager of Liuyun Pavilion should be satisfied."
Su Huaiyue didn't notice Wei Che's abnormality. Seeing Wei Che's approval, she said happily, "That's good. I'll prepare some more and try to send it to Liu Yun Pavilion as soon as possible."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Wei Che looked at Su Huaiyue's departing back, slowly raised his hand and touched his burning ears, with emotions surging in his eyes.
He held the sword in his right hand and casually tapped his injured leg. The pain there had not yet subsided. His movements affected the nerves, making him grit his teeth.
But Wei Che seemed to feel nothing, and as he kept tapping, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Having been living with this injury for so long, how could he not know how painful it was? To a martial artist, Su Huaiyue's footsteps sounded like the sound of drums, and he had heard it a long time ago.
He knew that his little "trick" had succeeded.
The sadness and guilt in Su Huaiyue's eyes lingered in his mind.
The next day, before daybreak, Su Huaiyue hurried to Wei Che's yard.
She was thinking about sending the special beauty cream to Liuyun Pavilion. She was both nervous and expectant. She hoped that this cooperation could go smoothly and open up a new situation for Meiyan Pavilion.
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