Chapter 50 Back to the point
"That's true." Han Qingli was satisfied now and raised her head slightly. "Only that woman would say that. She has no vision at all."
"I wonder which woman it is?" The maid was a little surprised. If someone had dared to say this to Han Qingli before, he would have died eight hundred times and would never have been so easy to talk to.
"Huh, isn't it that..." Han Qingli was stunned, and suddenly realized that she didn't know her name yet, "the new guard."
The maid recalled that there was indeed such a person in the courtyard. She had heard how powerful that person was, and it was she who rescued Han Qingli this time.
"Miss, female martial artists are always very rude. You don't have to take the words of such people to heart." The maid pressed Han Qingli's shoulders and said flatteringly.
Han Qingli frowned and slapped the maid's hand away. "How dare you! My mother is a martial artist. Who gave you permission to say that?"
The maid fell to her knees in fear, "Please forgive me, my lady. I just..."
"Get out." Han Qingli said coldly, "I don't need your service tonight."
After the maidservant trembled and left, Han Qingli sat alone in front of the dressing table, staring at the bronze mirror in a daze, "This young lady is obviously very beautiful..."
The window was opened from the outside, and a "creaking" sound was heard. Han Qingli immediately became alert, grabbed the rouge box on the table and smashed it towards the window.
The next moment, the rouge box was steadily caught, and Du Huaizhi's figure emerged from the shadows, still dressed as an ordinary woman.
"Not bad, you've made progress." Du Huaizhi put the rouge box back on the table. "Next time you encounter an assassin, throw it like this. If you encounter me, throw something valuable."
Han Qingli snorted and turned away, "This box of rouge is worth a hundred taels."
"Having said that." Du Huaizhi took back the rouge box. "This box should be damaged. As a lady with a precious body, it's beneath your dignity to use such a damaged thing. I'll help you throw it away." As he said that, he put the rouge box into his pocket.
Han Qingli watched Du Huaizhi stuff such a large box into an unknown place. "You...why are you like this?"
Du Huaizhi remained calm, "It's my duty as a guard to eliminate any hidden dangers that may endanger the young lady."
"Nonsense! You're clearly just trying to take advantage."
Du Huaizhi said nothing, with his hands in his sleeves, his face calm and his heart steady.
Han Qingli's cheeks puffed with anger, but she felt helpless. After a few moments of silence, when she showed no sign of leaving, Han Qingli twisted her lips and asked, "What's your name?" Her voice was as low as a mosquito's buzz.
"Fifteen." Du Huaizhi replied, his eyes darkening for a moment.
"What?" Han Qingli was stunned. It wasn't that she didn't hear clearly, but she was wondering how someone could have such a name. It sounded fake at first glance.
Seeing that she seemed unconvinced, Du Huaizhi explained, "My original name was Fifteen."
In fact, it’s not really a name, it’s just a code name assigned to each person.
This time it was Han Qingli's turn to remain silent, and the room fell silent again. After a while, Han Qingli said, "To become what you are now, did you have to endure a lot of hardships?"
Not only will you have to endure hardship, but you will also lose your life.
When she crawled out, she realized how special her existence was. In this era, unless a woman had a good family background, it would be difficult for her to make a name for herself, no matter how talented she was.
"How much do you cost? I want to buy you."
A sentence interrupted her thoughts.
Du Huaizhi: “…”
?
Han Qingli blushed, "I... I'm not pitying you, I just think it's better for you to follow me than to stay in your Forgetful Pavilion."
Du Huaizhi raised her eyebrows and chuckled when she heard this. She crossed her arms and leaned against the window. "Wangyou Pavilion is not a place where you can redeem people with money."
"My father is the Duke of Zhenguo, and I am the eldest daughter of the Duke's family. As long as I ask, what does a mere Forget-Your-Sorrow Pavilion mean to me?" In Han Qingli's view, there is nothing in this world that she wants but cannot get.
Du Huaizhi looked at her, considering whether to speak more bluntly, but after thinking for a while, he decided not to. "When are we leaving?"
She didn't believe Han Qingli wouldn't understand this blatant rejection. Han Qingli's eyes dimmed slightly, "The day after tomorrow morning, the mansion has been preparing things these days."
Du Huaizhi nodded. "Then I'll take my leave first." He turned to leave, but a slender hand grabbed his sleeve.
"You...you stay here." Han Qingli bit her lower lip lightly. "I'm afraid that something like that will happen again."
Du Huaizhi paused, looked down at the delicate hand clutching his sleeve, and finally did not shake her hand off. He turned around and sat down on the low couch by the window, "Miss, sleep peacefully. I'll keep watch."
Han Qingli finally let go of her hand with satisfaction, but added worriedly, "Don't sneak away."
Du Huaizhi was helpless. "According to the rules of Wangyou Pavilion, once you accept a mission, you must complete it. Since the young lady has hired me, I will naturally stay with you and will not let such a thing happen again."
The sign was smashed once before it was even hung up, and she would never tolerate it being smashed a second time.
"That's better." Han Qingli muttered, slowly moving to the bedside. She crawled into the quilt and poked her head out to look at Du Huaizhi.
Perhaps fearing she would be bored, she pointed to the cabinet and said, "There is a notebook I have collected. You can take a look."
Du Huaizhi: “…”
She never watched this kind of thing, but she nodded in agreement.
Only then did Han Qingli fall asleep peacefully.
The day of departure arrived in a flash. Two carved carriages drove out from the back door of the Duke's Mansion. Han Qingli and Du Huaizhi sat in one carriage.
Du Huaizhi was still dressed as an ordinary maid, but her tied-up long hair, the faintly visible hilt of the knife at her waist, and the cool aura lingering around her showed that she was not simple.
At this moment, she was leaning against the wall of the car with her eyes closed. She felt a direct gaze and said, "Miss, have you seen enough?" Her cold phoenix eyes slowly opened.
Han Qingli hurriedly looked away and said stubbornly, "This carriage is so small, it's inevitable that I saw you. Why are you so fierce?"
Du Huaizhi didn't bother to argue with her and chose to remain silent. This human skin mask was made from the most ordinary and unremarkable appearance she had taken. It was completely unattractive and certainly not pleasing to the eye.
Du Huaizhi didn't understand.
Du Huaizhi didn't understand.
Han Qingli took a few more secret glances at her, and always felt that there was a different face hidden under her ordinary face, simply because her phoenix eyes were too brilliant, and compared with her current face, there was no sense of incongruity.
Staring at the faint red mark at the corner of Du Huaizhi's eye, he reached out his hand as if possessed. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the other's skin, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and his cold palm was covered with thin calluses.
Du Huaizhi subconsciously used a lot of force, and when he let go of her hand, several marks appeared on her fair wrist.
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