Chapter 132 Chen Yu lies on the couch: Miss Wen, please
The next day.
Mu Zhiqiu's brain injury has almost recovered. Today, he invited many daughters of officials and wealthy businessmen to his house to donate auction items to be used at the charity sale.
It is a rare opportunity to leave a good reputation, so many young ladies accepted the invitation and brought many treasures.
Wen Xingluo also received a post from Mu Zhiqiu.
Cuicui rummaged through boxes and drawers. "How about donating this purple jade grape ornament, young lady? It was given to you during the New Year. I think it's quite exquisite, but you don't like to have gold and jade things in the house, and it's just gathering dust if we keep it. It should sell for quite a bit of money, and it would also improve your reputation."
Wen Xingluo had no objection, "I'll do as you say."
Cuicui saw her sitting by the window in a daze, and couldn't help but come over curiously, "What are you thinking about, Miss?"
Wen Xingluo took a sip of hot tea.
She was wondering how Xie Guanlan rebelled in his previous life.
The number of soldiers and horses under the command of each prince is fixed, and the number of weapons and ironware cannot exceed a certain amount.
If he was going to rebel against the court three years later, he should have already started preparing by now.
But whether it was the Zhenbei Palace or Rongcheng, there was a peaceful scene.
Where were his private soldiers hidden, and where were his privately cast weapons hidden?
She couldn't figure it out.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Xingluo came to Wansong Courtyard holding purple jade grapes.
Mu Zhiqiu knew very well that the old concubine liked lively atmosphere, so he specially set the donation site here. The young ladies were in full bloom and laughing, the fragrance of cosmetics diluted the solemn and ancient Buddhist incense, and the sounds of the ringing of jewelry and the collision of hairpins were everywhere.
Wen Yueyin was also among them, busy making friends with some young ladies from powerful families.
Logically, she should have stayed at home to mourn for Wen Qingsong, but Wen Qingsong was a criminal with serious crimes after all, and she and Wen Rufeng and others had already written a notice to sever parent-child relations, so Wen Qingsong's death had almost no impact on their social life.
She moved lightly through the crowd like a butterfly. With her beautiful appearance and the fact that her mother was the second wife of Prince Zhenbei, she was able to thrive in the circle of young ladies in Rongcheng.
Miss Zhao from Baihe Academy pulled Wen Xingluo aside and whispered, "Actually, I think you're prettier than your sister!"
When twins appear in a crowd, they are inevitably compared in height and appearance. If they are boys, they are even compared in academic performance and imperial examinations.
Wen Xingluo really doesn't like being compared with Wen Yueyin.
She didn't eat well when she was a child, and her development was one or two years later than Wen Yueyin. She looked like a malnourished bean sprout.
So those relatives would always ask her and Wen Yueyin to stand back to back, and then ask her with a smile why she was so much shorter than her sister even though they were twins, why her skin was not as fair as her sister, and why she was not as pretty as her sister.
They even deliberately asked her if she was adopted by her parents.
She stood there at a loss, accepting all the elders' questions that seemed like jokes but were actually full of malice and ridicule.
After hearing Miss Zhao's praise today, Wen Xingluo felt unexpectedly softened.
It was as if someone was finally willing to stand by him.
She said gently, "My sister's eyebrows and eyes are like my father's. I want to be more like my mother."
"They say the Princess of Zhenbei is a rare beauty, but it's a pity I've never seen her." Miss Zhao was curious, "Ningning, is your mother more beautiful than you?"
Wen Xingluo nodded seriously, "My mother is very beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life."
Wen Yueyin happened to walk over and heard these words.
There was a hint of contempt in her smile. "Mother is indeed a beauty, but it's a pity that she was born into a lowly family. It was only because my stepfather and grandmother were so magnanimous that they didn't mind her humble background and the fact that she had been married and had children before that she was lucky enough to become the Princess of Zhenbei."
Miss Zhao looked at her in amazement and couldn't help whispering to Wen Xingluo, "Is your sister crazy? She publicly belittles her biological mother and instead flatters and praises her stepfather. What good does that do for her?!"
Wen Xingluo was also speechless.
Mu Zhiqiu came over at some point. "Come to think of it, I'm also curious about the origins of the Princess of Zhenbei. Can Yue Yin tell me about it?"
The girl has plump cheeks and red lips, and looks particularly charming when she smiles.
This reminded Wen Xingluo of the poisonous snakes with brightly colored patterns in the woods.
Wen Qingsong is dead, and the prefectural government failed to obtain his mother's secret. Mu Zhiqiu deliberately invited Wen Yueyin. Is he planning to start with the Wen brothers and sisters?
Wen Xingluo could guess that his mother's secret was probably related to her life experience.
Once the secret is exposed, it may threaten the mother's life.
She looked at Mu Zhiqiu, and murderous intent once again arose in her heart - the intent to kill Mu Zhiqiu, and the intent to kill all those who knew about it in the prefectural government.
But Wen Yueyin obviously didn't think so much.
She sighed and said, "My mother is an orphan. She probably fled from the village due to famine. Luckily, she was rescued by my father, and that's why I married him."
Mu Zhiqiu asked, "Which village?"
"That happened twenty years ago, how could I possibly know so much?" Wen Yueyin shook her head. "If Miss Mu is interested, you might as well ask my mother in person."
Mu Zhiqiu choked.
If she dared to ask Wei Si directly, would she have to be so roundabout?
The yard was bustling with activity when Chen Yu brought Song Lianxin over.
Chen Yu had dressed up carefully today, wearing a crimson dress and a red robe, with flowers in her temples. Her face seemed to have a light layer of powder on it, and her thin lips were particularly bright red. A bow was tied in her hair with red silk, and even her belt was tied into a big bow.
He looked red, like a gift from the Shen family to Wen Xingluo, waiting to be opened.
The ladies stared at him in surprise.
Song Lianxin curled her lips, feeling a little reluctant.
However, when she glanced at the golden hairpin beside Wen Xingluo's bun, this trace of reluctance was quickly replaced by the excitement of earning two thousand taels of silver a month.
Her aunt and uncle had said that her cousin would never marry her. Since her cousin was going to marry anyway, marrying Wen Xingluo wouldn't be a bad idea. After all, Wen Xingluo didn't seem to be jealous of her or have any intention of framing her.
She asked, "Miss Wen, could you please excuse me for a moment?"
The three of them arrived at the wing room, and Song Lianxin said solemnly, "I know that Miss Wen has already agreed on the marriage with her uncle. I came here today specifically to offer my cousin to Miss Wen."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
marriage?
When did she discuss marriage with the head of the Shen family?
Song Lianxin didn't explain clearly, she just ran away quickly with red eyes, and did not forget to help the two of them close the lattice door.
Wen Xingluo withdrew his gaze from the lattice door and was about to ask Chen Yu for clarification, but he saw Chen Yu lying on the bed with his clothes opened, biting a piece of red silk hairband in his mouth pitifully.
He closed his eyes and said humiliatingly, "I'm ready, please go ahead, Miss Wen. But I want to tell you, my heart will always belong to Xin'er!"
Wen Xingluo: “…”
At this moment, Xie Guanlan just came back from outside doing some business.
He was surprised to see a group of beautiful girls gathered in Wansong Courtyard. He glanced around but didn't see Wen Xingluo among them.
Song Lianxin came over at the right time and said, "My Lord, Miss Wen asked my uncle to marry her and asked my cousin to be her son-in-law. Now I have generously offered my cousin to her and let her do whatever she wants. I wonder how the palace will compensate me?"
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