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    Li Xiuyuan stood outside the door, looking like a gentleman when he kept his expression calm.

    Hearing this, his expression became a little unbearable, and he said in a deep voice, "Please open the door and return my wife and sister!"

    Su Mi looked gloomy. After struggling for so long, she still fell into Li Xiuyuan's hands. She couldn't blame others. She was just a stranger to the man in front of her. Why should he help her?

    "Return?" Qin Yan raised his voice slightly with a playful smile. He looked at the woman who tilted her head as if she was about to cry. For some reason, she felt a little better, "Not yet."

    "What did you say!" Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but rushed in. Su Xian behind him also looked anxious.

    Only Su Mi seemed to be alive, staring at Qin Yan, and his long fingers seemed to be nudging another empty tea cup on the table.

    "I thought it was a nuisance and threw it out. How dare you ask me for someone else."

    The crisp sound of the tea bowl falling to the ground made Su Mi jump. Immediately after the sound outside the door, two rows of more than a dozen people came in from the stairs and window, surrounding Li Xiuyuan and Su Xian.

    Li Xiuyuan is from the capital. The people surrounding him were all wearing official uniforms and sabers wrapped around their waists, looking at him expressionlessly.  It was obvious that he could not afford to offend the people in the room. Although the Li family was a well-known wealthy family in Beijing, they could not dare to challenge the officials.

    Li Xiuyuan¡¯s face was pale and he said tremblingly: ¡°Young man, I have realized my crime. I will step back now.¡±

    Su Xian hesitated and wanted to ask where it was thrown, but was dragged downstairs by Li Xiuyuan.

    At the same time, the second floor, which had been blocked just now, suddenly became empty as Li Xiuyuan left, and those people quietly retreated to a dark place.

    Su Mi didn¡¯t know what happened outside the door. After hearing some movement, Li Xiuyuan seemed to walk away in panic.  As expected, the status of a high official was very useful, she breathed a sigh of relief.  In this sudden moment, he seemed to have regained some strength.  When I turned my back to take care of my clothes, I realized how "disheveled" I was. The roots of my ears were inevitably red again, and it was dyed all the way to my fair and slender neck.

    Su Mi straightened her expression and turned her head, Qin Yan was looking at her.

    "Thank you just now."

    Thank him?  Oh, he just doesn't like the beauty of adults.

    "Then how are you going to repay me?" Qin Yan looked at her lazily and asked with a casual smile.

    "I have this jade hairpin." Su Mi said cautiously, holding the jade hairpin he had just pulled out in both hands.

    The green jade of this jasper hairpin comes from a single piece of jade carved out of Western Xinjiang.  At that time, Su Mingde bought it to carve a Ruyi handle as part of Su Xian's dowry, and the remaining scraps were made into several hairpins.  Although the style cannot be too complicated, the quality is still excellent.

    But what is more beautiful than the jade hairpin are Su Mi¡¯s spread-out white fingers.  The hands are leaning against each other, pointing like the roots of onions. The fingertips are slightly raised, showing a little pink, like delicate stamens. The only thing that makes the scenery look bad is probably the wound on the palm of the right hand and the mottled blood. You can feel the life when you look at it.  pain.

    Su Mi lowered her head and waited for a while, but she didn't see him coming to get it. When she looked up, the man was also looking at her, with no intention of getting up.

    Ah, that¡¯s right, when you give gifts to others, there¡¯s no point in others coming to take them.

    Su Mi's gestures remained unchanged. He got off the bed and took small steps to a position less than three feet away from Qin Yan, and handed over the hairpin.

    Qin Yan looked at the woman in front of him, her wrists were covered with frost, her hair was messy, the tail of her bun was loosened and spread around her shoulders, and there were some blood stains on her clothes.

    It's so pitiful.

    He took away the jade hairpin as if giving a favor. The moment he touched the hairpin, his fingertips felt slightly cold, and he inadvertently touched her palm. Su Mi's heart beat like a drum and she moved her hand away.

    She also gave her the hairpin. He will definitely drive her away next. Now that she has the strength, she will not be completely manipulated by Li Xiuyuan when she goes out.

    Su Mi was thinking wildly, and the aroma of the food on the table reached her nose.

    She has not eaten lunch, and because of the love medicine, she climbed out of the window and consumed a lot of energy. She is now hungry, thirsty and hungry, but the most valuable hosta on her body has been given away, and there is nothing left to exchange for it.

    "Want to eat?" Qin Yan looked at Su Mi while holding the hosta he just got.

    "Yeah." She answered truthfully, since she was already so embarrassed before.

    "good."

    Su Mi was overjoyed when she heard this. But after she was overjoyed, she realized that there was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table.What did he use?

    Although the protection between men and women today is not so strict, she can't use something that a strange man has used.

    Can you tell him to ask the waiter to bring up another set of bowls and chopsticks?  It's not appropriate, why bother bothering others anymore.

    Qin Yan intended to see her hesitant look, because just now he discovered that for some reason, teasing her made him feel good.

    "I haven't used it," he said.

    Su Mi looked at him doubtfully, after ordering a table of dishes, how could he not eat them?

    Qin Yan slowly moved the bowl and chopsticks in front of her, "You screamed so loud just now, how could I eat it?"

    Su Mi blushed. Just because of his words, her mind went blank and she couldn't think of any words to refuse. She immediately took the set of dishes he pushed over and started to pick up the dishes, her side face facing Qin Yan's direction.  , the eyelashes flicker between opening and closing, like a small brush, scratching people's hearts.

    After devouring for a while, Su Mi finally felt full in her stomach, and drank some tea from the rim of the teacup next to her.

    "I've finished eating."

    "Why don't you go?" Qin Yan looked at the tea cup she drank from. She seemed to have forgotten that the only things he had not used were bowls and chopsticks.

    "Oh, I'm leaving now." Su Mi picked up the bamboo chopsticks he used just now, "Can you give me these?"

    Seeing that he had no objection, Su Mi stood up and carried her back with some embarrassment. She gathered her cloak and her bun had been scattered. Without a bronze mirror, she could only use her hands to smooth out a bun and move the rest of her hair away.  Behind one ear, the slender white back of the neck was exposed.

    She turned around, gave Qin Yan a solemn salute, and said what she had said several times today.

    "Thanks."

    Qin Yan rubbed the hosta with his fingertips and said without looking at her, "It's just a transaction."

    Su Mi responded softly, opened the door carefully, made sure that Li Xiuyuan was not in the corridor, and then walked out of the door.

    With a creaking sound, the room suddenly became quiet.

    Qin Yan looked at the closed door, stopped moving his hands, and his eyes were dim.

    Su Mi walked from the corridor to the stairs. Now she took off her curtain hat, and her delicate face was revealed.

    Although the folk customs at that time were not closed-minded, wearing curtains and hats was not necessary, and even many women from small families went out without face and there was no gossip.

    But Su Mi¡¯s appearance can still arouse a lot of discussion. Fortunately, it only lasts from going downstairs to the door.

    Su Mi stood at the door, and the carriage and guards originally waiting at the door were still there. It seemed that she suddenly disappeared before Su Xian could take the next step.

    "Second Miss, you are coming down."

    "Zhang Yin, have you met my sister?"

    "The eldest lady said that you drank some wine and were a little drunk." The guard named Zhang Yin scratched his head, "Let us wait downstairs while she buys some hangover medicine for you."

    Su Mi understood, and then Su Xian would definitely say that she was missing, and then go back with the guards, and her parents would bring people to find her and Li Xiuyuan.

    "What happened later, did you see Li Xiuyuan?"

    Zhang Yin thought for a while, "No, I was always at the door and didn't see my uncle."

    That¡¯s the back door.

    "Let's go back."

    "Second young lady, why don't we wait for the eldest lady?"

    "No wait, she will be fine with Li Xiuyuan."

    Su Mi climbed onto the carriage, and as soon as she returned to a familiar place, the pain in her palms became clear.  She opened her hand, and the cut on her palm was quite deep, and she didn't know if it would leave a scar.

    There is also Chunmei. She must have been transferred away on purpose. I don¡¯t know where she is now.

    The carriage drove slowly. Thinking of the scene in the morning, Su Mi's eyes flashed with sadness.

    "Zhang Yin, let the carriage go faster." She really wanted to return to her small courtyard earlier.

    "Okay, Miss Second." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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