“Yu Ge’er has fair skin and a lively personality; black is a bit too somber for him.”
Ji Yuan walked over from the side, pulled out the hairpin, and handed it to Qin Ange.
"Let's give Ange a try!"
Seeing the hairpin handed to him, and then looking at Ji Qingyu's fiery gaze, Qin Ange panicked and quickly waved his hand.
"I don't actually like black, so I won't try it!"
He looked up at Su Qinghe, hoping she would speak.
Su Qinghe was helpless.
"Let's put it back then and look at the others."
After putting the hairpin back in its place, Su Qinghe led the group to another counter.
This time, she didn't forget Ji Qingyu, who was still following behind her. Each time, she would pick up two sticks and stick them into the heads of the two men.
If you were to ask why she had ignored the person earlier, it would only be because Qin Ange was tall and broad, and she could see him almost immediately.
Compared to her, Ji Qingyu looked rather petite; if Qin Ange were to block her view even slightly, she would be gone.
It took them about half an hour to come out of the shop, and by then Ji Qingyu and Qin Ange had already put on new hairpins.
Because it was their wedding day, Su Qinghe specially chose a blood jade hairpin for Qin Ange. It wasn't a particularly bright red, but rather a very understated one.
Ji Qingyu wore a piece of pink jade on his head, inlaid with a small and exquisite white rabbit, which perfectly matched his lotus root pink outfit today.
Qin Ange was very fond of the hairpin in his hair. He would stop and start walking along the way, touching it every now and then, which made Ji Qingyu laugh at him.
While browsing through various shops, Lin Xi habitually mingled with Ji Yuan to discuss all sorts of small items that pregnant men would use, while Ji Qingyu strangely ended up with Qin Ange.
Having bought everything they needed and didn't need, the group finally began their return journey as lunchtime approached.
Ten Miles of Fragrance.
Ling Feng stood by the window, watching the bustling crowd outside with the usual boredom.
"Young master, it is Su Qingsu and her husbands."
Xiaoying stood to the side and suddenly saw a few people coming out of the shop across the street. She quickly covered the window.
"Is that the young concubine she took as her new lover yesterday?"
Upon seeing the unfamiliar man beside Su Qinghe, Ling Feng spoke calmly.
Previously, she only had three husbands in her household, but I only learned yesterday that she had taken another one after seeing her parade through the streets.
"Yes, that's the younger brother of the Commandant of Tianhe County, named Qin Ange. I heard he's very favored, but he doesn't look like an ordinary man."
Xiaoying frowned as she looked at the person Lingfeng was referring to.
"My subordinates have gathered a lot of information these past few days. It's said that he forcibly kissed Su Qinghe while drunk, and Su Qinghe had no choice but to personally come to propose marriage."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Ling Feng's expression softened slightly.
"She doesn't seem like the type to force herself; she probably really likes him."
Xiaoying looked at her strangely. "Does she have such unique tastes? Then Qin Ange must be really ugly."
"Moreover, it is said that she has a good relationship with Commandant Qin. According to the target information received by the cabinet at the first time, she has a high-quality fruit-bearing tree and made contact with the Commandant's Mansion through a transaction."
"Marrying Qin Ange was probably to avoid straining the relationship."
After listening quietly to Xiaoying finish speaking, Ling Feng shook his head noncommittally and remained silent.
"Has the cabinet made any moves recently?"
Xiao Ying shook her head. "There's no news from within the pavilion yet, but Su Qinghe has been targeted by several assassination attempts in the past half month."
He had barely finished speaking when a gray pigeon landed on the windowsill.
Xiaoying took the letter off the pigeon's leg, opened it, glanced at it, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
"Young master, Miss Bai said that Qiu Shan wanted to use a special sleeping potion to deal with Su Qinghe. She stopped him, but he sent a lot of people over there, including Yuan Dan."
Yuan Dan...
Upon hearing this name, Ling Feng frowned, and his hand, which was resting on the windowsill, tightened involuntarily.
Yuan Dan, one of the hall masters of the training hall, is from Qiushan. She is nearly forty years old and her kung fu is among the best in the pavilion. She has always stayed in the training hall to be in charge of training matters. Ling Feng took a few sword lessons from her a few years ago and his sword skills are excellent.
Does your mother know?
Xiaoying nodded with a sullen face.
"Miss Bai said that Yuan Dan was out on a mission, and the Pavilion Master knew this and secretly sent people to rob him."
"That's good, let's delay it as long as we can."
Ling Feng still frowned, his gaze falling on Su Qinghe downstairs. He stared at her for only a few seconds before quickly hiding to the side.
On the street, Su Qinghe looked up and saw only an ordinary-looking man.
Xiaoying was startled and pretended to be embarrassed, turning her head away, but her hands clenched into fists nervously.
After looking at it for a while, Su Qinghe lowered her head.
He's probably just an ordinary guy going through puberty; I've been being a bit too sensitive lately.
Seeing that the person had left, Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief and peeked out the window to glance around.
As expected of the lady chosen by the young master, her insight is so sharp that she was almost discovered.
After Su Qinghe and her group left, Ling Feng lost interest in watching the excitement. He had Xiao Ying close the window and started cleaning his sword again.
"Young master, we've been here for almost a month now. When would you like to have your pulse checked?"
Back beside Ling Feng, Xiao Ying also took out her sword.
Having received the news, he was already feeling a bit anxious.
Even at his peak, the young master was no match for Yuan Dan. If the sect leader's men don't deal with her, Su Qinghe will also be no match for her, and they probably won't be able to save her either.
"Didn't Bai Xiaojiu say she was coming over?"
Setting down the handkerchief, Ling Feng held the gleaming sword up to his eyes and saw a dark bruise beneath it.
He frowned, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples. He hadn't been sleeping well at night lately, and he wondered if it was a side effect of the medication. He would have to ask Bai Xiaojiu when she arrived.
Seeing that Ling Feng seemed tired, Xiao Ying stood up.
"Something seems to have happened to Miss Bai; she seems to have said she can't come anymore."
“You’ve been waking up frequently at night lately. I’ll go ask the shop if they have any calming incense. We’ll light some after lunch.”
"Um."
Ling Feng nodded in agreement, and Xiao Ying quickly went out the door. She returned shortly afterward, carrying two plates of food.
"The shopkeeper said they just got some crucian carp today. They're very nutritious, and many families with pregnant husbands often buy them to help them recover. This morning I asked them to save a few for you to make fish soup."
As she spoke, Xiaoying took out a small bowl and ladled some water for Lingfeng. "This temperature is just right. Please drink it while it's hot, or it will taste fishy when it cools down."
"good."
Looking at the snow-white fish soup in the bowl, Ling Feng picked it up and brought it to his lips.
The steam carrying the aroma of soup filled his nostrils, and he frowned slightly, feeling a wave of nausea wash over him.
Despite the discomfort, he still opened his mouth and took a sip, but as soon as he swallowed, a strong wave of nausea hit him right at the throat.
"Um……"
He quickly put down the bowl, covered his mouth, and ran to the washbasin.
"vomit……"
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