Chapter 864 The Disguise is Insecure
In a few breaths, Wang Binglan had already thought of what to say. Before she could even speak, there was a splash as the teacup was knocked over by the maid beside her, splashing water everywhere.
Lin Yuesha dodged quickly enough, but she still got splashed with a few water droplets.
"Young Madam, it was my clumsiness that led me to this. Please punish me."
The maid was terrified and stepped forward to admit her mistake.
"You didn't do it on purpose. My sister-in-law is tolerant and won't hold a grudge against a maid."
Wang Binglan sat up straight and took the initiative to help the maid make up for the mess.
Originally, the maid was of ordinary appearance and did not attract Lin Yuesha's attention. However, when Lin Yuesha brought up Wang Jinhu's marriage just now, the maid panicked, and Wang Binglan's reaction was also a bit strange. There must be something fishy going on here.
"I don't know if my brother has someone he likes. I've never heard him mention it. If you take the initiative to set him up, what if it's not someone he likes? Wouldn't that be putting him in a bad position?"
Wang Binglan subtly warned Lin Yuesha against meddling, explaining several reasons why Lin Yuesha should mind her own business.
"I've heard that only those gossipy old women in the village like to play matchmaker. You're not that kind of person, sister-in-law."
Wang Binglan completely blocked Lin Yuesha, and if Lin Yuesha mentioned it again, she would be no different from a gossipy woman in the village.
"I was just being nosy, haha."
It seems that Wang Jinhu has a problem, and it's inextricably linked to the marriage.
Whether it's the Great Qi or other ethnic groups, they all love to bring the other side into their own camp through marriage alliances.
In that case, there must be spies from other races around Wang Jinhu and his sister. If Ruolin Yuesha is not mistaken, it is the maid who spoke up for Wang Binglan.
After that, the conversation was no longer off-limits, and Lin Yuesha and Wang Binglan got along much more easily. After they finished shopping, Wang Jinhu invited everyone to dine at a restaurant.
"Young Madam, I can't let you do all this for nothing. How about I treat you?"
When Wang Jinhu brought it up, Qi Heng initially wanted to refuse, preferring to spend some time alone with his wife, but Lin Yuesha picked up the conversation.
So, the group headed straight for the restaurant.
Lin Yuesha interrupted, recounting her observations from her journey to the capital, keeping the conversation light and engaging.
After getting off the carriage, she noticed Wang Jinhu and Wang Binglan's maid brushing past each other, and quickly touched them with her fingers.
No, there's something going on!
If Wang Jinhu took a liking to a maid, Qi Heng would never object; he never interfered with his subordinates' marriages.
But why did Wang Binglan hide it, and why were the two of them sneaking around doing something?
Lin Yuesha saw through it all but didn't say anything. She sat with the Wang siblings, playing a game of tai chi, and ate a bland meal before parting ways.
Before she knew it, it was afternoon. Lin Yuesha felt sleepy, and when she woke up, she found herself in Wucheng.
Lin Yuesha found it strange that Qi Heng hadn't returned to the border, but since he had made arrangements, she didn't ask any further questions.
Uya has been sent back to the city lord's mansion, and Lin Yuesha is visiting her on Xu Da's behalf.
"I have some business to attend to in Wucheng. Tonight, you and I will stay at the guest courtyard of the city lord's mansion."
Qi Heng did indeed have something to do. The reason he brought Lin Yuesha to Wucheng was because Ziyuan was waiting for her to come to him.
His cooperation with Ziyuan has broken down. If Ziyuan makes a careless remark, Qi Heng's true identity will be exposed.
At the very least, we need to ensure that he and Lin Yuesha get through this year peacefully.
"Check out the maidservants around Wang Binglan; they might have unusual identities."
The maid spilled a teacup, getting Lin Yuesha all wet. She only apologized, but Wang Binglan brushed it off lightly, fearing that Lin Yuesha would punish the maid.
The person being protected in this way must have an unusual identity; they must be from another race.
"Did you see clearly?"
Qi Heng frowned slightly, though he was certain in his heart, he could not hide his disappointment.
"Yes, not everyone is on the same path. Some people part ways along the way, while others are on the opposite path."
People with different principles cannot work together. There's nothing to be disappointed about. As the saying goes, everyone has their own stance.
Now that things have come to this, there's no way to show mercy.
"Won't."
Qi Heng curled the corners of his mouth. He never left room for maneuver in his actions. He knew that refusing Wang Binglan's words was cruel, like digging a knife into someone's heart, but it was the best, fastest, and most decisive way.
The old man had tried to act like a good person before, but he ended up getting into trouble with the shrewish Xuan Yao, which led to a major incident.
Wang Binglan's personality is somewhat similar to Xuan Yao's, which is why Qi Heng is willing to bear the infamy.
Qi Heng spent a lot of money at the market today, and his wallet is now empty.
Lin Yuesha thought of the verbal battle at the market. The man's words made sense; when traveling, one cannot be without any money.
While Qi Heng was changing clothes, Lin Yuesha secretly slipped her purse into his bag.
The package was opened, revealing a pair of comical socks. The socks were embroidered in yellow, and scattered around them were things that looked like freckles, all in a messy, disorganized manner.
Lin Yuesha picked up the socks, stared at them for a few seconds, and then froze.
These are socks she made for her stepbrother, which he wore on his way from Beijing to Beijing. They have a chick pecking at rice design!
There is only one in Daqi, and judging from the embroidery technique, it was definitely made by her. How did something meant for her stepbrother end up with Qi Heng?
The socks were somewhat worn, indicating they had been worn multiple times. They were washed and then placed in the package.
Qi Heng emerged from behind the screen and saw Lin Yuesha holding a sock, lost in thought. He immediately knew something was wrong.
Oh no, my account is ruined!
"These are my older brother's socks, how did they end up with you?"
Lin Yuesha pointed to the embroidery on it, saying that it was a technique taught to her by Hongliu from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, confirming that it was not a forgery, but the pair she had made herself.
"this……"
Qi Heng was at a loss for words and couldn't think of a way to explain it for a moment.
"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Lin Yuesha shook her socks; given how much her stepbrother cherished his socks, he would never give them to Qi Heng.
Besides, who would give socks as a gift besides family, unless there's a romantic relationship involved...?
Wait a minute, this is about romantic feelings!
Several words flashed through Lin Yuesha's mind, and her gaze toward Qi Heng became even more questioning.
Qi Heng inexplicably took the initiative to propose marriage, sending this and that gifts. Why? Is it really because Lin Yuesha herself is so charming?
Now, Qi Heng has the socks belonging to the stepbrother, so we have the physical evidence, but we still need witnesses.
If there are witnesses, the relationship between Qi Heng and Xiao Qi will be confirmed.
Qi Heng's pupils contracted. Was his little sister going to expose his true identity? Although he would tell Lin Yuesha sooner or later, he was still waiting for the right opportunity, and now was not the right time.
"Hehe, Qi Heng, you don't have any bad intentions towards my older brother, do you?"
The quickest way to get close to Xiao Qi is either to become his classmate or to take advantage of his proximity and marry Lin Yuesha.
As long as her stepbrother has feelings for Qi Heng, Lin Yuesha supports true love, provided that she, an innocent woman, is not dragged into this mess.
Qi Heng felt as if he had a bamboo skewer stuck in his throat and was nailed to the yard. He racked his brains trying to explain the origin of the socks, but he never expected it to turn out like this.
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