Zheng Quchi poked his head out and saw that Fu Rong had also gotten off the car.
This time, Fu Rong changed his face to that of a middle-aged man and took on a new identity, like a steward of a mansion. He wore a square hat and a blue-dyed scholar's robe, and his figure was neither fat nor thin.
Overall, it's decent but not particularly outstanding.
Fu Rong once told her in a casual conversation that the art of disguise is all about harmony and integration, and that an overly outstanding face or an overly ugly face can easily create a discrepancy in a person.
For example, a face that is too beautiful but has a voice that is too rough is not harmonious.
An extremely ugly face paired with a beautiful body is incongruous.
Of course, there are such people in this world, but when disguising oneself, one must avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion from others and thus require careful observation.
Therefore, when Fu Rong disguises himself, he likes to play ordinary-looking people who are indistinguishable from the crowd and have no memorable features, which makes him feel more secure.
He rushed to Wang Zebang's side, his face all smiles and friendly, a stark contrast to Wang Zebang's dark expression.
But even with one playing the bad cop and the other the good cop, they couldn't turn the tide.
Once it was confirmed that they were from the Ye Kingdom caravan and were there to participate in the grand Jichun Craftsmen's Guild, the shopkeeper immediately became unwilling to serve them.
However, since the other party had a large number of people and they all looked like troublemakers, the shopkeeper did not act arrogantly and chase them away as before. Instead, he deliberately used various excuses to politely refuse their stay.
No matter how angrily Wang Zebang questioned or how kindly Fu Rong pleaded, the shopkeeper stubbornly refused to accept guests, acting as if he were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
This is just because he's a local bully in Yongchun, confident that no matter how angry they are, they won't dare to cause trouble.
Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate, Mu Gaoyi tilted his head back and said miserably, "Are we really going to end up homeless?"
Zheng Quchi didn't care. She was strong and healthy, and not one to indulge in pleasure. She could stay overnight anywhere.
She glanced at the carriage in front of her. Yuwen Sheng leaned against the carriage window, lifting the curtain to reveal half of his exceptionally handsome profile.
When he went out, he did not wear his signature outfit.
He now seemed to have become the "Liu Fengmian" he had first met. His dark hair was tied up with a simple and elegant jade hairpin and flowed smoothly down his back. His eyes were covered with a thin and soft blue veil. His lips were slightly dry, unlike his usual moist and bright red lips, and he looked a little haggard.
Her hand unconsciously pressed against her chest; she hadn't had a chance to give him the medicine she'd gotten from Doctor Liao along the way.
And he hasn't come to see her in the past few days.
She felt that with so many people taking care of him in the car, if he were unwell, there would probably have been chaos by now. She figured his condition should be improving...
He probably noticed her gaze and turned to look at her, meeting her bewildered light brown eyes.
His eyes were like a deep pool, devoid of any fleeting light. His brows furrowed slightly, and his lips tightened as if he couldn't control himself. He turned his head away, clenched his fist to cover his mouth, and a few low, hoarse coughs rang out.
...Could it be that his injury hasn't improved, but has even worsened?
She doesn't usually pay much attention to his affairs, but it seems like he always comes to her looking sickly and complaining of pain.
She looked away.
Then he looked towards the Jinxing Inn.
She suddenly pounded her head, which caught the attention of Mu Gaoyi and the others.
"Aqing, what's wrong with you? Why are you hitting your head?"
Do you have a headache?
"No, I just want to slap some dangerous thoughts out of my head."
The two were completely confused after hearing this.
"Huh? Ah Qing, what are you talking about?"
Zheng Quchi closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and said, "I think the two of them might not be able to handle it. I'll go down and see what's going on."
Essentially, Wang Zebang and Fu Rong both came from prominent families and were shrewd and resourceful, but they rarely dealt with these kinds of unruly commoners. If you tried to reason with them, they would act like scoundrels; if you tried to be tough with them, they would become shameless and unruly.
So, even though they are clearly in the right, they've been arguing for so long.
"Huh?! Ah Qing, what good will you do there? What else can you do..."
They watched as Zheng Quchi, as nimble as a rabbit, lifted the carriage curtain and jumped off the carriage. They hurriedly tried to catch up, but only saw her composed figure heading towards the inn.
However, they hesitated.
To be honest, they felt they wouldn't be able to help even if they went. Besides, given their lowly status, they couldn't possibly have any connection with Deputy Wang and his men. It would be so awkward for them to just stand there and do nothing.
However... Ah Qing should be different from them.
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As Zheng Quchi approached, he heard the owner of Jinxing Inn say impatiently, "Gentlemen, no matter what you say, our inn is not available today. In short, I will refund your deposit. You'd better look for a room elsewhere."
Fu Rong's expression also darkened, and he couldn't even maintain a basic smile: "Shopkeeper, you're being unreasonable. If Yongchun still had rooms available, we wouldn't necessarily have to stay here. You didn't mention it when we booked, and now you're saying there are no rooms available. That's going too far, isn't it?"
"If you don't vacate the room we booked today, don't blame me for being impolite," Wang Zebang said angrily, glaring at her.
The shopkeeper was momentarily frightened by Wang Zebang's menacing aura. After taking a step back in shock, he glanced around and saw that everyone around him was one of his own. He immediately said in a stern but weak voice, "Well, how do you Ye people intend to be impolite?"
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