Chapter 122: Ling Youshen's inner worries
What does this man mean? Could it be that his brain is in water and he can't hear the rhythm of his anger?
Hehe, she also said that Han Muxuan is not simple, according to her, it is his ulterior motives.
"Lonely men and widows are alone in a room, and it's still a big night. Ling Youshen, are you going too far? Why don't you roll yet, are you waiting for the New Year? β
Yang Qingyan lowered his voice again and yelled at the man standing in front of the bed.
"It's okay, I'm your fiancΓ©, the husband who will get married one day, if you don't mind Yan'er, how about we get married at the end of this month?"
"Not how!"
Yang Qingyan immediately objected!
"Hehe, it's not too early, I'm leaving, you rest."
Yang Qingyan nodded hurriedly, wishing that this man would leave his sight quickly.
Seeing that the little girl rejected herself so much, Ling Youshen's heart was full of helplessness.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Yang Qingyan seemed to suddenly think of something, and shouted to him again.
Ling Youshen turned around, the watery and tender eyes under the mask, and looked back happily at the little girl who got out of bed.
The thin undergarment wrapped her already bumpy body tightly, as if he could see through everything under the garment at a glance.
"Take your mask off, and I'll see how much the scar on your face has faded."
In one sentence, Ling Youshen's body stiffened with fright, and the joy that flashed on his face instantly stiffened! For the first time, he felt inexplicably weak and scared, and it turned out to be facing a little girl.
At this moment, Yang Qingyan had already walked in front of her, and seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he stretched out his little hand and wanted to remove the mask himself.
But before his hand touched the mask, his small hand was grasped by his cold big hand.
"There's no reaction yet, there's no need to look at it."
No matter how firm his tone is, his heart is apprehensive! Ling Youshen looked at Yang Qingyan's eyes, which had obviously become worried, and felt guilty for no reason.
She must have spent a lot of effort to get that medicine, otherwise how could it be just this bottle.
She had given him all the precious medicine, and if she knew that he had given it away, would she be very angry?
Ling Youshen's heart was turbulent, and he didn't have the courage to say anything at all.
"How come, that medicine should be good, mother-in-law's ......"
Excited, Yang Qingyan found that he seemed to have missed something, and hurriedly stopped his mouth!
Ling's dark eyes suddenly deepened!
He just heard Yang Qingyan say about his mother-in-law, isn't that person just a poisonous woman?
Definitely, otherwise how could this girl be the poisonous woman's unique secret medicine "coma for half an hour"? Could it be that the ointment was given to her by the poisonous woman?
Thinking of this, Ling Youshen's eyes became more and more complicated when he looked at Yang Qingyan again.
This girl is hiding too deeply, he has been close to her for a few months, and she has not leaked any clues, and even her family does not seem to know that she knows how to heal.
"No! You have to show me, even if it doesn't work well, it shouldn't be nothing. β
Yang Qingyan was silently annoyed, and he was worried about the scars on Ling Youshen's face, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the mask on Ling Youshen's face.
Ling Youshen, who was thinking about things, was unguarded, and the mask detached from his face.
The long handle, which was still crimson at this time, spanned most of the man's face, leaving a deep trace on this handsome and unparalleled handsome handsome, so abrupt and hideous.
Yang Qingyan frowned, and reached out again and touched the scar lightly, and his little face was almost wrinkled.
"It's impossible, how can it really have no effect at all, it's a pity that this Zhang Junyan, hey, it's so eye-catching."
Looking at this handsome face like a fairy again, Yang Qingyan couldn't help but sigh.
Ling Youshen felt a burst of loss in her heart, could it be that his appearance was really so important in her eyes?
Could it be that she likes good-looking men? For example, Han Muxuan?
I have to say that men are sometimes more whimsical and cranky than women. At this time, Ling Youshen is one of them!
"Yan'er, is it because of the scar on my face that you won't like me?"
The worry in the man's heart appeared faintly the moment Han Muxuan appeared, but he never dared to look directly into his heart. But just now, when Yang Qingyan said those words in that regretful tone, the panic in his heart became even stronger.
In a hurry, he couldn't help but hold Yang Qingyan's little hand, just asking.
Yang Qingyan was suddenly asked like this, and his heart suddenly went up and down!
"Hehe, Ling Youshen thinks too much, when you weren't disfigured before, you didn't necessarily like you? It's not early, go back early, and I don't know if it's because you're too idle, so you will think about it all day. If that's the case, Ming'er will accompany me to the county seat, and if I want to buy some people, I must hurry up and prepare my store in the county seat. β
"Okay."
Ling Youshen's voice was obviously a little lower, and when he said that word, his big hand also let go of Yang Qingyan's small hand, and then took her to the bedside, and after watching her go to bed, he also folded the quilt for her, and turned around and left without saying a word.
"Inexplicable. Does it really matter if you like it or not? Ling Youshen, Ling Youshen, what do you want from me? Who are you who can know everyone in the Imperial City Princess's Mansion? β
Yang Qingyan buried his head in the quilt and couldn't help muttering.
The next day, after Ling Youshen had breakfast, he went to his yard to drive the carriage over and went to the county seat with Yang Qingyan.
Regarding the matter of buying and selling human beings, even if Yang Qingyan is a modern soul, he can think about it.
Of course, the people who come to Gu are not as reliable as those who have a deed of sale and are held in their hands, after all, they and the furniture they want to make, for which styles and whatever, must be kept secret in advance, if before the opening, the drawings and other secret things are leaked, then her business does not have to be done.
So on the way back to the town, she sorted out the affairs of her shop.
"Lin Shen, where's your little follower? Why haven't you seen it in a while? β
It was also boring to sit alone in the carriage, Yang Qingyan was through the door of the carriage, but Ling Youshen chatted about the sky.
Hearing the little girl ask about the wind, Ling Youshen's heart was in turmoil again.
At this time, Feng should have already done the things he had explained to him, and it shouldn't be long before he came back. I wonder how happy and excited the man must have been when he received the box of ointment?
Hehe, that's fine, he paid everything he owed her. From now on, they will be two people who have nothing to do with each other.
Thinking of this, Ling Youshen's heart was inexplicably relieved.
"He's gone out to help me with something, what's the matter? Don't you have something you want to explain to him? If you need manpower, I have a few available and can give it to you at any time. β
"No, but I suddenly noticed that the kid seemed to have disappeared for a while, so I asked casually."
The last time her younger siblings were lost, she had also seen those people around Ling Youshen. All of them are extraordinary, but she can't envy them.
She can't control the wind alone, and she says others? Yang Qingyan decisively and directly rejected Ling Youshen's kindness.
The two chatted with each other, and soon arrived in Jingyang County.
Yang Qingyan went to the silver building, and when she came to the county seat a few days ago, she customized a set of silver needles in the silver building, and planned to go back to practice the acupuncture acupuncture she saw in the medical book.
When she came to the silver building, the shopkeeper saw that she was coming, and took out the set of silver needles with a smile.
Yang Qingyan looked at it, and the workmanship was really not picky, and each needle was engraved with the word "smoke" in his name. She was even more satisfied with the shopkeeper's work.
After paying the rest of the money, they went straight to the human trafficking shop.
After telling the steward of the dental shop what the requirements of the people he needed were, the steward brought out seven or eight people after a while.
Under Ling Youshen's suggestion, Yang Qingyan chose two middle-aged men who had done carpentry well, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who had studied carpentry for two years.
Four twelve or thirteen-year-old boys who looked honest, smart and clever were selected, and finally a woman in her forties was chosen.
Buying people is not as cheap as she imagined, just the two middle-aged men who did a good job of carpentry cost her a hundred taels, and the young man who had learned carpentry also spent him thirty taels of silver.
The rest were boys, twenty-five taels each, and the woman in her forties spent only twenty taels.
Thinking that the silver in his purse had been spent like flowing water recently, Yang Qingyan couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh.
took a few people directly to the shop he rented in the city, Yang Qingyan directly took out thirty taels of silver to the woman, and asked her to take two people out to buy two changes of clothes and bedding for each of them.
Halfway through, she went to a restaurant on the street, ordered more than a dozen meals, and asked Xiao Er to deliver them to her shop.
Those people saw that Yang Qingyan, the master, was so good to them, and their hearts, which had been worried all morning, finally fell.
After assigning the house, Yang Qingyan gathered everyone together.
Everyone looked at Yang Qingyan with a burst of gratitude in their eyes.
Now that they have been sold into slavery, it is really their creation to meet such a good master.
But what Yang Qingyan said next suddenly made their hearts hang again.
"You probably understand the purpose of my purchase of you back, you will stay here in the future, and you will start to get busy after a few days of rest.
As you can see, my shop is used to make furniture, and I bought you today because I liked your craftsmanship.
But I look at people and pay more attention to the character of a person!
In the future, you will work in peace, not only will you have a monthly silver collar every month in the future, but you will also have a bonus at the end of the year. There are also four days off every month, and there are additional rewards for completing the tasks assigned by me according to the regulations.
But ......"