The wedding is scheduled for August 16.

The Wen family received a lot of dowries from the Guo family, although they didn't attach importance to this family business, but they always had to get by.

Soon, the entire Wen family was in full bloom.

Three days before the wedding, Mrs. Guo visited her again.

She came quietly, but with Songyan here, Wen Qingzhu still knew the news.

In less than half an hour, Songyan sent a little maid over to report the news.

Hearing the little maid's words, Wen Qingzhu frowned: "Mrs. Guo really said that?" ”

"Yes, Sister Songyan asked the slave to say so." The little girl was a little nervous, but she was still very neat in her words and actions.

Wen Qingzhu asked her to take care of the little maid, and immediately invited someone to Fuyuan.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Qingxin came over with a rather tired expression.

"I've seen the Seventh Sister."

"Eleventh sister doesn't have to be polite, sit down." Wen Qingzhu didn't look up, and continued to embroider the things in his hand.

Wen Qingxin glanced at it curiously, but didn't dare to ask more.

Only after this petal was repaired did Wen Qingzhu raise his head and ask the green pottery to pack up his things and take them down.

"Eleventh sister, last time you said that Mrs. Guo's husband was far inferior to the master of the second room of the Guo family?" Wen Qingzhu felt that the marriage might change.

Wen Qingxin nodded: "My father is in business and has always had dealings with the Guo family, the second master Guo is an upright person, over the years, the family has a lot of property, and the Guo family's big house has always been inferior to the second room." ”

"But Guo Gongzi in the second room was already suffering from sheep epilepsy, and he broke his leg after getting engaged a few years ago, and I heard that he is still a little uncomfortable walking now?" Wen Qingzhu asked again.

Wen Qingxin responded, not daring to say anything.

It is really since the Wen family has torn their faces internally, and Sanfang has faintly gained the upper hand in the competition for family property.

Even if Wen Qingzhu asked her now, she still didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Eleventh sister, the day the third sister got married, I troubled the eleventh sister to help a lot." Wen Qingzhu said with a smile on his face.

Wen Qingxin clasped his hands and nodded slightly in trepidation.

Half an hour later, Wen Qingzhu went out with the green pottery and met Mrs. Guo halfway.

"I've seen Miss Seven." Mrs. Guo knew a lot of things, and although Wen Qingzhu didn't have any reputation now, she was still very respectful.

Wen Qingzhu glanced Mrs. Guo up and down, and found that the beaded hairpin on her head, the bracelet on her hand, and the Yingluo necklace around her neck were better than the last time she saw them.

"Mrs. Guo is really a busy person, the Guo family is going to marry the day after tomorrow, how can Mrs. Guo still have time to come to the Wen family?" Wen Qingzhu asked her with a smile.

Mrs. Guo's smile was very stiff, and she quickly explained: "Isn't this the second room of the Guo family to marry a wife!" Our big house isn't very busy! ”

"Really?" Wen Qingzhu squinted, feeling more and more that this Mrs. Guo was a little strange.

Last time, she specially inquired about Mrs. Guo's situation, but apart from her sociability, she didn't inquire about anything else.

This made Wen Qingzhu very strange, she even asked the Lei family to inquire, but there was still no news.

"Miss Wen Qi, is there anything else? If it's nothing, I'll go first. Mrs. Guo bent down and asked again.

"Then Mrs. Guo will go first." Wen Qingzhu smiled and got out of the way.

After seeing Mrs. Guo leave, Wen Qingzhu looked at this uninhabited path, and his heart became more and more strange.

It is difficult for Mrs. Guo to collapse the second room of the Guo family, but even so, the property of the second room of the Guo family will not reach the hands of the big house!

In order to avoid accidents, the second room of the Guo family also recognized a nephew from the clan.

When Wen Qingzhu was about to go back, he saw Huang Li in the big house looking in the direction of Mrs. Guo and walking.

Huang Li is dressed completely differently today than before.

It looks more like a normal girl's dress.

"Green Tao, let's follow." Wen Qingzhu was worried that Huang Li might be going to do something to Mrs. Guo.

After all, the marriage between Wen Qingfang and the Chi family was also facilitated by Mrs. Guo.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Qingzhu quietly went out and followed behind Huang Li unhurriedly.

After following for a while, Wen Qingzhu saw Huang Li enter an inn.

Wen Qingzhu and Lu Tao followed, used the silver, and booked the private room next door where Huang Li was.

After sitting down, Wen Qingzhu closed the door tightly and let Lu Tao take out an iron pipe and put it on the wall.

Wen Qingzhu stood in front of the iron pipe, patiently listening to the voice next door.

But at first, what she heard was not Huang Li's voice, but Mrs. Guo's.

"Miss Huangli, just a little silver, you are like sending me?" Mrs. Guo's voice was clearly disdainful.

Huang Li smiled gently: "Mrs. Guo, Miss said, silver is not a problem, as long as Miss can facilitate the relationship between the second young master and Miss Xia, you can have as much silver as you want." ”

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu was slightly shocked in his heart.

The matter between Wen Mingyu and Xia Feiyuan was actually caused by Mrs. Guo.

Unlikely!

Wen Qingzhu felt that this matter became more and more strange the older he got, Mrs. Guo's husband was just a small eight-rank official, and he was not as good as Wen Bogui's position, how could he be involved with Uncle He's family.

"Humph! Miss Huang Li's words are so nice, if you don't give me the money, you want me to do something first! Mrs. Guo was visibly dissatisfied.

There was a sound of jade colliding with the tabletop from inside the iron pipe.

At the same time, Huang Li tried hard to explain: "This pair of bracelets was given to me by Mrs. last time, and it is worth three hundred taels of silver, if Mrs. can see it, take it." ”

After being silent for a while, Mrs. Guo's tone was much better: "It's really a big deal for Miss Huangli, the fact that the Xia family is not easy to handle, but I still have a way, I will find a way to let Miss Xia and Young Master Wen meet more." ”

"That's really troublesome Mrs. Guo, the silver you want has been almost prepared, and when the next thing is done, the silver will be delivered to Mrs. Guo in person."

After saying this, Huang Li said goodbye and left.

Wen Qingzhu thought about it for a while, according to Mrs. Guo's outfit, I was afraid that he would ask for a lot of silver from Dafang.

But where did this Mrs. Guo come from, she can talk about the people of the Xia family!

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What's more, Concubine Xia is still Xia Feiyu's own sister, is she willing to marry a straw bag like Wen Mingyu?

Wen Qingzhu wanted to leave, but heard the door next door open again.

This time, Mrs. Guo's tone was very enthusiastic: "Master, why did you come!" The slaves have been waiting for you for days! ”

Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but lean over and listen carefully.

But I heard a thick middle-aged male voice from next door: "Isn't this too busy at home, and there is really no way?" ”

There was the sound of a chair moving next door, and after a while, Mrs. Guo's voice became louder and louder: "Master, the slave family is busy helping you earn money, what's wrong with seeing you!" ”

"Yes, yes, little thing." The man next door lowered his voice.

However, Wen Qingzhu still noticed the impatience in his voice.

But what made Wen Qingzhu even more unbearable was that although Mrs. Guo was not very old, she was also in her thirties.

Although the maintenance is good, she is as coquettish as a little girl, and Wen Qingzhu only thinks that she is angry.

It took a long time to endure the tumbling in my stomach.

After a while, Mrs. Guo's voice sounded again: "Master, hasn't the marriage between Miss Fei Kite and the Marquis of Jingyuan Mansion been decided?" ”

"Nope!" The middle-aged man was a little impatient, "Isn't this matter left to you?" How do you do this? ”

Mrs. Guo's tone was very aggrieved: "There is no way, the slave family is a small eight-grade official wife, no matter how much silver the slave family makes, Mrs. Hou still can't look down on the slave family!" If the slave family is Mrs. Hexianbo, then it is not at all-"

Before Mrs. Guo's words were finished, the man scolded: "Shut up! There are a lot of people here! ”

"Yes! The slave family knows about ......" Mrs. Guo's tone was obviously unwilling.

Wen Qingzhu, who heard this, was completely stunned.

She didn't expect that the man next door was actually the current He Xianbo, Xia Feikite's father!

He actually got involved with Mrs. Guo!

After a while, the other side discussed the matter of Xia Feiyuan and the Marquis of Jingyuan's mansion.

Not long after, the man next door and Mrs. Guo left one after another.

Wen Qingzhu returned to his seat in a daze and asked Lu Tao to give him a glass of water.

Wen Qingzhu picked it up and made it, but he ran into his own power.

"Miss! Your light veil hasn't been lifted yet! Green Tao reminded her.

Wen Qingzhu lowered the cup and took a sip of tea.

Today, she just followed her casually, and she never expected that there would be such an inside story here.

Wen Mingyu is clearly the spare tire of the Xia family, listening to Mrs. Guo's tone, it seems that the Marquis of Jingyuan Mansion has been hanging Xia Feiyu.

It's getting more and more interesting.

After putting down the teacup, Wen Qingzhu left the silver and left here with the green pottery.

What she didn't know was that after she left, a young man returned to the private room.

Behind him, he touched the teacup that Wen Qingzhu had drunk, lifted the cup and sniffed it, and then a treacherous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Not long after leaving the inn, Wen Qingzhu suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heartbeat.

What's going on!

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Green Tao hurriedly held her up.

Wen Qingzhu waved his hand: "Let's go back first." ”

"Miss be careful." Green Tao sensed that something was wrong, and held Wen Qingzhu's hand tightly.

After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Wen Qingzhu arrived at the door of a shop selling calligraphy and paintings.

Her face turned white in an instant, and a trace of blood came out at the end.

Wen Qingzhu was instantly shocked: That cup of tea just now!

Finally, Wen Qingzhu's body softened.

When she was about to fall to the ground, a strong hand grabbed her other arm.

"Be careful!"

"Let go and ask my young lady!" Lu Tao raised his eyes and saw a strange man holding Wen Qingzhu, and he immediately exploded.

But Wen Qingzhu endured the abdominal pain and said: "It's okay, he's Pei Gongzi!" ”

"Miss Wen, please." Pei Yi hurriedly supported Wen Qingzhu and walked towards the alley next door.

There was a carriage parked inside, and he asked politely, "If Miss doesn't mind, you can get in the car and talk about it, ...... later."

He glanced sideways behind him and whispered, "Someone is following you." ”

"I know." Wen Qingzhu quickly went over in her mind, and there was only one person who could poison her without being able to wipe her senses.

"Trouble Pei Gongzi!" Wen Qingzhu's abdomen was in severe pain again, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his stomach.

The back of Pei Yi's hand was stained with this drop of blood.

His eyes darkened, although he was separated by Mi Li, he knew that Wen Qingzhu's condition was very bad.

"Get in the car!" Pei Yi didn't say more, picked up Wen Qingzhu, and got into the car directly.

Before the green pottery could speak, Pei Yi had already carried Wen Qingzhu in.

After a while, Pei Yi's voice came out from inside: "Hurry up and get in the car, your young lady is in a bad situation." ”

Green Tao quickly got into the car after realizing it.

As soon as they got inside, the carriage started to start.

Wen Qingzhu, who was leaning against the wall of the car, had already taken off the power on his head.

Her face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat the size of soybeans were on her head, and blood kept flowing from her mouth, falling on her clothes drop by drop.

"Miss!" Green Tao began to panic completely.

Wen Qingzhu could only endure the pain, and intermittently instructed Lu Tao: "Quick, sleeves... There's ...... in it Three, three incense extinguished, take one-third ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qingzhu spat blood again, splashing a blood mark on the wall of the car.