Chapter 174 Difference in Body Shape
Upon learning of Lin Qian's actions, Lin Yuesha wanted nothing more than to smash his head in. This scumbag looked respectable, but in reality, he was utterly despicable.
“Young master, I have already said that I was frightened because I saw a mouse. I called you out because I meant well. Why are you so angry and ungrateful?”
Lin Yuesha crossed her arms and calmly looked Lin Qian up and down, finally fixing her gaze on his feet. In his haste, Lin Qian had put his shoes on backwards.
"Going out disheveled and in such a fit of rage, what kind of shady business are you up to in broad daylight?"
Lin Yuesha's every word hit the nail on the head, leaving Lin Qian speechless and forced to accept his bad luck.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
After Qingdai finished dressing, she came out of the room and put her hand on Lin Qian's arm. The two addressed each other as husband and wife, without any attempt to avoid suspicion.
The word "husband" made Lin Qian overjoyed, his eyes crinkling with laughter, and all his anger vanished.
Qingdai looked at Lin Yuesha; the little girl was very beautiful, which made her more wary.
Women often feel a sense of aversion towards other women who are more beautiful than themselves. Qingdai smiled faintly and said, "Miss, we don't have any large rats in our room."
In the winter of the North, a walk outside can kill a human, and even a large rat would probably freeze to death.
Qingdai came from the south and couldn't stand the climate at all, but she wanted to stay for a few days.
Lin Qian unilaterally sought to annul the engagement with the Zhang family, but the Zhang family remained silent. Qingdai had been waiting for an opportunity to meet Zhang Qing'er and provoke her in person.
Yes, her relationship with Lin Qian was not legitimate, but what if she were to have Lin Qian's child?
Miss Zhang is disliked by her fiancé, how dare she still rush to marry into this family? I heard that Lord Zhang and his wife love their daughter very much, they will certainly not let Zhang Qing'er suffer such an injustice.
"But……"
Lin Qian was about to retort when the woman outside the door started shouting and behaving extremely rudely. Was he really going to just let it go like that? He was very unwilling.
"It's okay, I'm also afraid of snakes and rats. If I see one, I'll scream."
Qingdai's words immediately calmed Lin Qian's emotions, and Lin Qian reluctantly nodded.
When the two returned to their room, the waiter stared at the door with some envy, muttering to himself, "Women from the south are so gentle and speak so kindly; they have such good temperaments."
Lin Yuesha: "..."
Yes, Qingdai is of course good-natured. She didn't suffer any loss, so she comforted Lin Qian with a few words, and Lin Qian immediately became dizzy again.
Although the waiter didn't say it explicitly, he was indeed inferior to Qingdai.
After Lin Yuesha entered the room, she kept shaking her head.
"Sister Yue Sha, have you seen Qing Dai?"
Jiang Baozhu asked in a low voice, curious about the woman who had captivated Lin Qian to the point of severing ties with the Zhang family. She wondered what kind of beauty she must be, or at least exceptionally outstanding.
"Sister Baozhu, you've misunderstood."
Lin Yuesha shook her head. Qingdai's appearance was too ordinary and bland. If one were to praise her, one could barely call her pretty, and that was all.
"Then why?"
Jiang Baozhu, recalling the intense sounds of the bed shaking earlier, gossiped, "Could it be a great figure with a prominent bust and buttocks?"
Jiang Baozhu's limited knowledge of matters between men and women came from He Xing in her previous life. He Xing did indeed like voluptuous women. In his words, beauty was just a shell, perhaps pleasing to the eye but useless.
No, not exactly.
Lin Yuesha pointed to herself. Southern women are petite and delicate, and her figure was about the same as Qingdai's. She specifically observed Qingdai's chest and found that it didn't have much movement.
"Your figure is so bad?"
Jiang Baozhu was shocked. She thought that the woman Lin Qian had taken a liking to must have something extraordinary about her.
Lin Yuesha: "..."
We're such good friends, is it okay to be so hurtful? Fortunately, she's using the remedy given to her by the pockmarked face, and it's showing initial results.
In a year or two, she will definitely transform!
Lin Yuesha clenched her fist, admitting that it wasn't difficult for her to have a poor figure; she was still young.
"It must be his personality."
Qingdai's actions are those of a highly cunning and scheming woman. Zhang Qing'er, with her naive nature, is bound to lose in a battle of wits with such a woman.
“Sister Baozhu, think about it. The Lin family is a respectable family in Kyoto. Lin Qian has certainly seen many beautiful women.”
Women's beauty is ever-increasing, and few can rival Ziyuan's. Therefore, Lin Qian had seen so many that he was no longer surprised. Among them, Qingdai was the only one who was kind-hearted and also loved studying medicine.
Qingdai was cunning, and Lin Qian was truly a scumbag; the two hit it off immediately.
After waiting in the room for a while, and seeing no further movement from the next room, Lin Yuesha and Jiang Baozhu left and headed straight for the Zhang residence to deliver a letter to Zhang Qing'er.
Pretending to be a ghost or spirit is not a simple matter; it requires props.
To create a drifting effect, you need to use a wooden plank with four wheels to pull it.
“I have all of these prepared.”
Zhang Qing'er asked Qianlu to bring out the package she had prepared, which contained several pure white blood-stained clothes.
Lin Yuesha nodded. Now her old hen was saved and could live a few more days.
"What kind of blood is this? It looks pretty real."
The blood-stained clothes were bright red and dark red, the dark red resembling the color of blood that was about to dry.
"I have cinnabar, chicken blood, and I also have materials made from fresh flower juice. Apply these to your face, and you can wash them off with water."
Zhang Qing'er had already told her mother what had happened. Her mother, Lin, was biased towards her own family, but compared to her precious daughter, her family was secondary.
When Mrs. Lin learned of Lin Qian's outrageous words, she was so angry that she smashed a set of her beloved teacups and strongly supported her daughter's revenge.
The best time to take revenge would be when Lin Qian is having an affair with that woman, so that he will be devastated and despised by her. However, Lin could not say this to her daughter.
With support, things progressed more smoothly, and the staff of Changxing Inn were ordered to go home that night instead of staying at the inn to keep watch.
As soon as it got dark, Jiang Baozhu and the others arrived at the next room, where a maidservant was there to help them with their hair and makeup.
Lin Yuesha was initially a little embarrassed, but after finishing her makeup and seeing herself in the mirror, she was shocked. Her face was deathly pale, and her dark circles were bloodshot. Even if her mother, Chen, came, she wouldn't recognize her daughter.
Zhang Qing'er looked at herself in the mirror with delight, thinking that her appearance was quite good.
"It's a pity my mother didn't find us a painter."
Zhang Qing'er sighed softly; she wanted to keep this portrait as a treasure.
Jiang Baozhu twitched her lips. She didn't want to; she was afraid that seeing it at night would scare her so much that she would faint.
"However, during the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth of the first lunar month, we sisters can ask an artist to paint our portraits."
During the New Year in Kyoto, the streets are filled with painters. Unmarried young ladies will paint portraits of themselves and give them to each other as gifts, so that if someone marries far away and they don't see each other for several years, they can keep a memento.
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