Chapter 281 He Will Really Kill You
The effects of the alcohol and the incense had not yet worn off, and when Wei Lingze stood up he found his body a little weak.
Xiao Yechen dodged his punch by simply turning slightly to the side, but he was unable to restrain his strength in time and fell to the ground.
Xiao Yechen didn't laugh, but just with his arms folded across his chest and looking down at him, it was enough to make Wei Lingze lose face.
"Oh, Master Wei, why are you so careless?"
Lan Shu exclaimed, quickly stepped forward to help Wei Lingze up, and then bent down to help him pat the non-existent dust off the hem of his clothes.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"
Wei Lingze pushed Lan Shu away, his face full of disgust.
Lan Shu sighed inwardly.
It's dirty even through clothes. If Master Wei knew the truth, wouldn't he castrate himself?
Wei Lingze didn't take Lan Shu seriously. All he was thinking about was how to regain the face he lost from the fall he just had.
He stared at Xiao Yechen for a while and asked, "What's your price?"
His question was so rambling that Xiao Yechen didn't react for a moment. Lan Shu spoke first, "Master Wei, I've already told you that I'm in charge of entertaining guests in the pavilion. The Pavilion Master never entertains guests."
"You don't want to entertain guests? Didn't you perform swordplay for King Ying before? I have twice as much as King Ying, so you should perform the same for me tonight."
Wei Lingze spoke in an arrogant tone, not listening to Lan Shu's words at all. After he finished speaking, he took out a stack of banknotes and threw them in Xiao Yechen's face.
Wei Lingze's strength had not recovered yet, and the silver bills thrown at his face were light and fluttering.
Xiao Yechen didn't even raise his eyelids, and said coldly: "Wuyou Pavilion does not accept guests who cause trouble, get out!"
"Oh, when it comes to business, it's always the customers who find fault. This is the first time I've heard of someone being picky about customers. You just want money, right? How much do you want? Tell me..."
Wei Lingze sneered, and seeing that his words were getting more and more unpleasant, Xiao Yechen took action and grabbed his collar and dragged him out.
"Pavilion Master, calm down!"
Lan Shu persuaded him and bent down to pick up all the banknotes on the ground. When he caught up with him, Wei Lingze was thrown to the ground by Xiao Yechen.
Without waiting for Wei Lingze to stand up, Xiao Yechen stepped on his shoulder and said, "My life is worthless. If you really don't want to live anymore, I can help you."
It was embarrassing enough to have just fallen down, and now being stepped on by Xiao Yechen made Wei Lingze feel extremely humiliated.
Why should we step on a person who is in the flesh trade?
Wei Lingze was furious. He looked at Xiao Yechen provocatively and sneered, "You did all this just to please He'er, didn't you? Now that He'er has finally reconciled with me, you'll die if you kill me. You've been acting for so long, are you willing to die?"
Although Xiao Yechen was full of undisguised murderous intent, Wei Lingze felt that he was just bluffing.
Xiao Yechen couldn't understand Wei Lingze's train of thought. When he heard Wei Lingze say this, he drew his sword without hesitation and stabbed Wei Lingze in the chest.
"Pavilion Master, you can't do that!"
Lan Shu rushed forward and grabbed the sword in Xiao Yechen's hand, but his strength was too great, and Lan Shu's left little finger was cut off directly.
The bright red, warm blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto Wei Lingze's chest, forming a blood-red flower.
Lan Shu turned pale with pain and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Come and stop the Pavilion Master!"
The people in the pavilion immediately rushed over and pulled Xiao Yechen away, while Lan Shu endured the pain to help Wei Lingze up and pulled him away.
Even after walking a long way, Wei Lingze was still too shocked to recover.
Xiao Yechen was willing to risk his own life to kill himself, as if he didn't care at all whether he could be with He'er or not.
He and He'er had no official relationship, and even if she died for trying to kill herself, He'er would never remain a widow for him.
What exactly does he want?
Wei Lingze was confused, and Lan Shu spoke at this moment: "Master Wei, our Pavilion Master is quite crazy. He does things just to make himself feel good. You'd better not mess with him in the future, or he will really kill you."
As he spoke, Lan Shu wrapped a towel around his injured hand to try to stop the bleeding.
Lan Shu had just saved Wei Lingze's life. Wei Lingze thought of his good relationship with Xiao Yechen, thought for a moment, and took Lan Shu to Huichun Hall to treat his injuries.
The severed finger could not be reattached, and the doctor took a long time to stop the bleeding for Lan Shu.
After the wound was bandaged, firecrackers were heard all over the city, and the medicine boy on duty at the clinic shouted loudly: "New Year is here, New Year is here."
It was already past midnight, and he had stayed in Wuyou Pavilion for so long?
He has had trouble falling asleep at home these days, and the servants would burn calming incense to help him sleep, but the effect was not very good. Was the calming incense that Lan Shu used for him really?
Wei Lingze was puzzled. At this moment, Lan Shu walked out of the medicine hall with a pale face and gave him a weak smile: "Master Wei, Happy New Year! I wish you a safe and smooth new year and all the best."
Lan Shu smiled in a somewhat ingratiating manner, which was the servile attitude that Wei Lingze often saw in the servants of the Wei family.
He dispelled the doubts that had just arisen.
Never mind, she's just a girl who uses her beauty to please men, no one should have the guts to harm him.
**
After breakfast on the first day of the new year, Shen Qingyuan did not return to the ancestral hall of the Marquis' Mansion to participate in the sacrifice. Instead, he accompanied Chunxi to the outside of the city to burn incense for Cao's father.
Ordinary families don't have ancestral halls, so many people come to burn incense. Just as Chunxi and Shen Qingyuan finished burning incense, Cao Wu and Wang arrived, followed by Qian and Zheng'er.
Chunxi gave Cao Wu a gift to take home before the New Year, but he never stepped into the house. Now when they meet, except Cao Wu and Zheng'er, Wang and Qian all feel alienated.
Shen Qingyuan took Chunxi in his arms and walked up to the four of them, greeting them proactively: "Mom, big brother, big sister-in-law, happy new year."
Cao Wu came back to his senses and quickly responded, "Brother-in-law, Ah Xi, Happy New Year to you too."
Wang said nothing and left first with the incense and candles.
Qian also wanted to follow, and Zheng'er smiled and stretched out his hands to hug Chunxi.
Chunxi looked at Qian and said, "I heard that my sister-in-law went to the Taifu Mansion to work as a wet nurse. How has she been lately?"
Chunxi's words were full of concern, but Qian was too guilty to look Chunxi in the eye.
It was only a few years ago that she found out that the fourth young lady of the Taifu Mansion whom she was to serve was Chunxi's sister-in-law from her husband's family, and it was this sister-in-law who had instigated the kidnapping of Zheng'er.
This sister-in-law was so vicious that Qian should have resigned after knowing the truth. However, life in the Taifu Mansion was too comfortable, and she could get ten taels of silver every month, so Qian was reluctant to leave.
She didn't want to leave, but someone took a fancy to the job and sent in a younger wet nurse with more milk.
Before Zheng'er was kidnapped, Qian had developed a grudge against Chunxi, but now she was scrambling to serve the real culprit behind the scenes just for ten taels of silver. It was really ironic.
Qian's face flushed, and she was too embarrassed to ask Chunxi to find a way to help her keep the job. She only whispered, "Thank you for your concern, sister. I'm fine."
"That's good."
After a few more pleasantries, Chunxi and Shen Qingyuan left together.
After the two left, Cao Wu took Zheng'er from Qian's arms and said happily, "If I can't keep my job at the Taifu Mansion, forget it. I will work harder to earn money to support you and your daughter. Ah Xi is pregnant now, so we shouldn't let her worry about her family affairs anymore."
After Cao Wu finished speaking, he took Qian's hand.
His hands were covered with calluses from hard labor. Qian used to think they were rough and irritating, but today she only felt at ease.
She was stunned for a moment, then said with a crooked look: "Brother Wu is right, I will listen to you from now on."
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