"Zhizhi, tell me, what kind of person do you like?"
After the New Year, Zhizhi will be seventeen years old, which is considered an old girl in Xiahe Village.
But Zhizhi was reluctant to meet him.
Because of this incident, Xiuniang's mouth was covered with blisters due to inflammation.
Zhizhi was helpless.
"Mom, I didn't say I wouldn't get married. As long as he's prettier than me, I'll marry him."
Xiuniang's expression changed immediately, and she angrily slapped her on the back, "What are you talking about? Is there anyone prettier than you who would look down on our family?"
She wasn't exaggerating, there was no one in the world who looked better than her daughter Zhizhi.
But will a man with such requirements still be unable to find a wife?
Xiuniang seemed to believe that Zhizhi was talking nonsense, and the two parted on bad terms.
This afternoon.
Zhizhi was released from house arrest.
She didn't have time to be happy.
Wen Luo, who she thought had left long ago, unexpectedly knocked on her door.
His eyes were still bloodshot, and he looked very miserable.
"Save me!"
Zhizhi was confused. Just as she was about to speak, her body suddenly felt heavy. Wen Luo had already collapsed on her shoulder due to exhaustion.
With no other choice, Zhizhi had to drag him into the house.
But after a while, Wen Luo still didn't wake up.
In the evening, the Lu family couple, who were supposed to go home, asked a child from the same village to bring a message to Zhizhi.
"They received a large order from a restaurant and shipped the wine from their stall to the county town overnight."
Zhizhi frowned, because there had been many happy events in the village recently, and people from other villages had to come and go frequently.
The Lu couple wanted to make some extra money, so they set up a small stall at the entrance of the village.
Zhizhi felt strange. Where did the restaurant get the order that her parents would take?
The child said, "The manager paid a deposit of one or two taels."
After saying that, he handed the money to Zhizhi.
The wine they sell is enough to drink for ten cents, no wonder her parents were able to move the wine over there overnight.
They will be back tomorrow, so Zhizhi can put her mind at ease for now.
Just at this moment, a noise was heard from inside the house.
Zhizhi came into the house.
Wen Luo's eyes turned red.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so angry and angered those people, my brother wouldn't have… wouldn't have…"
Zhizhi was shocked, "Your brother is dead?"
Wen Luo choked and glared at her, "He was abducted by Princess Fengying and will be married in three days!"
Zhizhi hesitated, "Then... congratulations?"
Wen Luo collapsed, "No, our Wen family will never let a woman of such a bad reputation into our family!"
That damned slutty woman somehow heard the news that the two brothers were leaving Beijing, and she deliberately led people to intercept them on the official road.
They were travelling light this time, bringing only a few servants with them.
When the two were about to escape, Wen Luo was so angry that he shot and killed several guards with arrows. One of the arrows almost hit Princess Fengying.
This completely pissed her off!
Wen Luo took great pains to avoid the tragedy of brothers sharing the same woman, and escaped all the way to Xiahe Village while dodging the pursuers.
But his brother was not with him.
Wen Luo looked miserable and depressed, and he had lost his former arrogance.
I heard that some time ago, the promiscuous Princess Fengying raped an innocent scholar!
Now, his brother is finished!
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