Chapter 179 Ask her to take her in and wait for her to land
Ji Qingwu returned to the restaurant.
Mi Zhenchuan was holding an abacus and looking at the account book. He looked up and saw her. He asked in surprise, "Fifth Miss, do you have anything else to tell me?"
Ji Qingwu shook his head and said, "Nothing, just do your thing, we'll go to the third floor first."
Seeing that there was someone following her, Mi Zhenchuan said no more.
The clerk beside him said, "Boss, that person looks like Miss Mo from the Liangxiang Pavilion."
Mi Zhenchuan continued to move the beads on the abacus, and without even looking up, he scolded, "Don't ask about things that are not your business."
When she reached the third floor, Ji Qingwu casually pushed open the door of a private room and found a place to sit down.
She had walked at least two miles in the parade today, and her feet were already sore from wearing such an outfit.
Mo Lingling knelt down in front of her with a bang.
Ji Qingwu winked, and Lanzhi went over to help her up: "Miss, please get up and talk."
Mo Lingling pushed the maid's hand away and stared at her stubbornly.
Ji Qingwu waved his hand and said, "Lanzhi, go wait at the door first."
There were only two of them left in the box, but Mo Lingling just knelt with her head down, not saying a word.
Ji Qingwu asked, "You came here specifically to look for me, why don't you speak?"
Hearing her question, Mo Lingling raised her head.
The fifth young lady of the Ji family made quite a fuss today. Most of the men in Lin'an City came out to see her. The Liangxiang Pavilion, which was originally hard to get a ticket to, became deserted because of her.
When Mo Lingling learned that Miss Ji Wu was on the street, she immediately came out of the pavilion with joy.
Ji Qingwu saw her expression and it seemed like there was something that was difficult to talk about.
Considering that she had just suffered a miscarriage and had just been rescued from the brink of death, she was already in poor health.
She was dressed in white today, with only a white silk flower on her hair. I wonder if she was mourning for her lost child.
"Stop kneeling, stand up and talk."
As a result, Mo Lingling banged a few more times and kowtowed three times.
No one had been in this room for a long time, and there was a layer of dust on the floor, which she had shaken up quite a bit.
Mo Lingling had dust on his forehead. He looked up at her again, but still didn't say anything.
Ji Qingwu stood up, looked at the sky outside and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll leave. I have things to do."
Mo Lingling actually had a lot to say, but when she saw Ji Qingwu's heavily made-up face, she was speechless.
Not ugly, but stunning.
It was not as tacky as rouge and powder, but the bright red carried a great elegance. Only then did she know what a peerless beauty who was as charming as a willow or a flower was.
Moreover, Ji Qingwu looked so handsome with his clothes on and had such a strong aura that she even felt timid.
Mo Lingling said blankly: "If Miss Ji was in Liangxiang Pavilion, she would definitely be the most beautiful girl among all the beauties."
Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes to look at her, the pendant on his forehead swayed slightly, and his tone became cold.
"Why, are you here to recruit girls for your pavilion?"
Mo Lingling's words were not derogatory, and she hurriedly explained: "Ms. Ji, that's not what I meant."
She was afraid that Ji Qingwu would really leave, and she didn’t know when she would see her again.
He quickly said, "I'm here to thank Miss Ji for saving my life."
Ji Qingwu said: "You have already thanked me, there is no need to mention this matter again, I have other things to do."
Mo Lingling suddenly rushed over and hugged her legs. Before she could say anything, two lines of tears flowed down her face.
Ji Qingwu called her: "Miss Mo."
Her voice was still soft, but her tone was cold.
"I am not a benefactor of your pavilion. Tears have no effect on me. If you just want to thank me, I have already received your gratitude. If you have anything else to say, please tell me directly."
Mo Lingling looked up at her with tearful eyes and said sadly, "Please take me in, Miss Ji."
She had lost her child and was weak. The best years of her life as a woman were only a few moments away, and her status in the Liangxiang Pavilion was no longer as good as before.
This brothel is a place where people flatter the powerful and bully the weak. If someone loses his or her power, anyone can come and step on him or her.
Mo Lingling has experienced all kinds of bitterness in the past few days and has begun to think about leaving.
She still had a lot of money in her hand, so it would be no problem for her to redeem herself. She had been waiting for Li Chengxun to help her family clear their names so that she could walk out of Liangxiang Pavilion with a clear name and a clear conscience.
But now, it was all just a dream and she had woken up long ago.
She is now a court prostitute, and it is not easy for her to find a place to stay. In the whole Lin'an, after much thought, she thinks that only Ji Qingwu can help her.
Ji Qingwu asked: "Miss Mo, why do you think I will help you?"
Mo Lingling answered carefully: "Ms. Ji, yes, he is a good person."
Ji Qingwu curled his lips and smiled, saying with a sweet smile: "But I'm not a pushover."
"In fact, Miss Mo knows clearly in her heart that you can still find another person. If you shed your tears in front of him, he might give you a way out."
Mo Lingling shook her head in fear: "He won't help me. He hates me to death."
That day, Mo Lingling woke up slowly and found that her mouth tasted bitter. Someone must be feeding her medicine.
She opened her eyes a little and met the man's face, which looked like a dead woman. He grabbed her neck with trembling hands and almost squeezed her to death.
Thinking of Duan Mingfeng, Mo Lingling became even more afraid.
This time the fear in his eyes was real.
She cried, "Please, Miss Ji, I can do anything. I can redeem myself without bothering you. Just give me a place to live."
Ji Qingwu frowned slightly.
It wasn't that she was softened by Mo Lingling's crying and begging, but her clinic was still lacking a capable person with a clever mind and good social skills.
She said calmly: "Let me take you back to the Ji family, this is impossible."
Mo Lingling trembled and sat on the ground dejectedly.
She continued, "At the end of the month, this place will open as a clinic. If you are interested..."
Mo Lingling immediately stood up and said hurriedly, "Yes! I am interested!"
"I'll let Shopkeeper Mi tell you the rest. I have something else to do, so I won't tell you any more for now."
Ji Qingwu went downstairs and said a few words to Mi Zhenchuan, then left with Lanzhi.
After returning home, Ji Qingwu quickly took off most of her hairpins and rings, and asked Lanzhi to get warm water for washing her face.
When she had almost finished packing, she looked at the time and realized that she couldn't change her clothes, so she hurried back to the palace to pick up Jiujiu.
If she was absent again today, the little girl would have to cry all the way home and she would have a hard time that night.
Ji Qingwu hurried into the palace and arrived at the door of the study room. She just happened to see the school going home, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiujiu was the first one to rush out. She didn't see A Niang, so she stood at the bottom of the stairs, pouting and about to cry.
Ji Qingwu trotted a few steps, her red skirt fluttering as she appeared in front of the little girl.
It was also like landing in the Qinzheng Hall with its doors wide open.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
