An elegantly decorated boudoir comes into view, with a wooden dressing table standing in the corner of the guqin, a bronze mirror, and a wooden dressing table, making the whole room fresh and leisurely.
“I have met the young master with Qingyin.”
The soft and gentle voice successfully brought Jiuge back to reality, but at first glance, the sound was a little familiar.
Jiuge knew he was rude, so he quickly clasped his fists and said, “I’m rude.”
“No problem, please sit down.”
The two were blocked by some hazy gauze curtains, and Jiuge only saw the vaguely graceful figure behind the gauze curtains.
Sitting in front of the low step, Jiuge gently pinched a pastry. Um? The taste is somewhat familiar.
“I don’t know if this pastry is made by the girl?”
The figure behind the gauze curtain nodded slowly: “Why is it not to the taste of the young master?”
“That’s not.” Jiuge shook his head with a smile: “It’s just that the taste is somewhat similar to what a friend of mine did.”
Miss Qingyin covered her mouth and chuckled: “This is fate.”
Jiuge nodded and talked to her about the puzzle.
For some reason, this Qingyin girl always gave her a sense of déjà vu, so the two had a great time talking until sunset.
Although Jiuge answered the puzzle correctly, she is not qualified to stay yet, because the rules of Qingyin girl are not just as simple as answering the puzzle correctly.
Following the maid downstairs, he came up to meet him alone.
“Well, why haven’t you left yet?” said Jiuge, looking at the fat man in front of him.
The fat man
After looking at the maid, the maid next to him saluted slightly and said, “You two young masters have invited me, so I won’t disturb you.”
Jiuge nodded slightly.
The fat man quickly pulled Jiuge aside and said mysteriously: “How is this Qingyin girl? Is this beautiful girl beautiful?”
Jiuge rolled her eyes at his slutty look, thinking that it was something big, but she turned out to be just gossip.
“Oh, stop keeping it aside, tell me quickly.” The fat man couldn’t wait.
“I want to know that you can go see it yourself.” Jiuge turned around and walked out.
The fat man quickly pulled her back. Jiuge shook his hand away and said disgustedly, “Don’t touch me. If you have something, just say it. Don’t you know if men are not kissing me?”
The fat man was stunned. Is there any such statement? Why doesn’t he know? Could it be that his ability to inquire about information has decreased?
“What’s the matter? Tell me quickly.” Jiuge couldn’t help but urge him when he saw him stunned.
“Oh.” The fat man reacted and quickly said, “You haven’t told me what Miss Qingyin looks like, tell me quickly.”
When Jiuge heard this, he turned around and was about to walk out. The fat man quickly followed and said unyieldingly, “You are the first to see Miss Qingyin. Tell me what she looks like. I’m so good at spreading news.”
Hearing this, Jiuge stopped and turned to look at him and said, “Do you like it so much
Collect news?”
“Of course, otherwise how can I make money?”
Jiuge’s eyes rolled and he whispered, “Then are you interested in following me?”
The fat man looked up and down at Jiuge, then shook his head.
Jiuge raised his eyebrows: “What?”
“You can’t do it. You have no connections here, you have no connections, you have no money, what do you think you can do with you?”
Looking at the contempt on the fat man’s face, Jiuge was dissatisfied. What does it mean that she has no connections here, you have no connections, you have no money?
“How do you know I have no money and no connections?”
The fat man sneered: “Tsk, if you want money and connections, are you still asking me to do it with you?”
Jiuge was stunned: “Why can’t it?”