Chapter Ninety-Three: Disfigurement

Hearing this, Wang Peiyun lowered her eyes and sobbed slightly: "Today is the day of the burial of the little girl's father." He is the leader of the village, conscientious in his life, and willing to sacrifice everything for the villagers.

Today, I was also sad in my heart, so I went up the mountain to remember my father, and I happened to meet my son. Come to think of it, all this is fate, and Daddy can't bear to see Childe in distress in this deep mountain, so he guides me to find Childe in the dark. I will bring my son home to recuperate, and if Daddy has a spirit in the sky, he will be very pleased. ”

Shen Jinchen thanked him: "Thank you so much, girl." ”

Wang Peiyun supported Shen Jinchen, and the two slowly walked down the mountain.

It wasn't until it got dark that the two finally returned to Donghe Village out of breath. Along the way, the villagers who saw the two of them stared at them with surprised eyes.

But based on the not-so-good reputation of the Wang family, no one asked anything, just muttered behind the backs of the two.

As soon as he stepped into Wang's house, Wang Xiaochun's sarcastic voice came: "Cousin still knows to come back?" Today is the burial of the eldest uncle, but he is angry with you, and you ...... yourself."

The sarcasm stopped abruptly, and Wang Xiaochun stayed in place like a log, looking at the pair of wonderful people who stepped into the door with two stunned eyes.

Wang Peiyun's hand holding Shen Jinchen tightened slightly, and she said sadly: "Daddy died of illness because he worked too hard during this time, and I was too sad to delay time." Koharu, how can you say such a thing? ”

Except for Wang Xiaochun in the house, the other Wang family members were all captured by Shen Jinchen's temperament, after all, he looked like a pampered and noble nobleman.

Wang Zhongxian was the first to come back to his senses, he first saluted Shen Jinchen with a fist, and then asked Wang Peiyun: "Peiyun, who is this?" ”

"This is the son I met by chance on Daqingshan, he came to Tai'an Mansion to join his family, but because he met refugees, he hid on Daqingshan and got lost, and his foot was injured. So I brought him back to rest. ”

Wang Zhongxian was silent. Now that Daddy has just died, my sister has brought a foreign man home, which is undoubtedly very inappropriate. But looking at this man's gorgeous robe and brocade clothes, if he refuses, I don't know if it will anger him.

He was thinking a lot, but Zhao Xia didn't think about it so much. If it was an ordinary person, she would definitely take a broom and beat it out without saying a word, but seeing that the man in front of her seemed to be quite rich, she licked her lips and couldn't help but speak: "It's okay to live in my house, but it's just ......"

She rubbed her fingers together, a look of greed.

Wang Peiyun's eyes quickly flashed with disgust, and he couldn't help but glance sideways at Shen Jinchen, not knowing if he would greatly reduce his impression of himself.

I didn't want Shen Jinchen to look angry at all, but he still smiled lightly, and said gently and politely: "I'm bothered, it's also the living expenses during this time, and I hope Mrs. won't dislike it." So saying, he took out a mina of silver from his bosom, which was fifty taels.

Zhao Xia's eyes lit up, and he snatched the silver, "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, the son will stay in my house in the future, just say what you don't need, your aunt will definitely satisfy you." ”

"Thank you, auntie, I have been lying in the mountains for a day, hungry and thirsty, I wonder if I can ask for a glass of water?"

"Oh, look at my brain. Childe, you go back to the room to rest first, and the aunt will cook for you immediately. Then he pushed Wang Zhongxian, "You move out to live in a room with your cousin first, and take a good rest in your house for the nobles to rest." ”

Wang Zhongxian looked at A-Niang's undisguised flattery, his face was a little depressed, but he still obediently went to clean up the room.

Wang Xiaochun was still peeking at the gentle and noble man in front of her from time to time, looking at it, she couldn't help but secretly glared at Wang Peiyun.

I really don't know how she was so lucky, she went up the mountain to either pick up ginseng or pick up such a valuable man.

? Her eyes suddenly changed from hatred to bewilderment and jealousy.

How did Wang Peiyun, a little brute, suddenly become so beautiful? Didn't I see her yesterday as an unkempt and dusty village woman?

The more Wang Xiaochun looked at it, the more angry he became, and his face began to itch. She couldn't help but scratch viciously.

"Oh Koharu, your face!" Next to her, the fake Wang Peiyun suddenly covered her mouth and screamed, looking at her face with horror.

The scream shifted the eyes of everyone else to her, and everyone else changed color at the sight of her face.

She suddenly became nervous and touched her face indiscriminately, "What's wrong?" What happened to my face? ”

Wang Peiyun handed over a bronze mirror, and she snatched it up to take a look.

"Ahh My face! My face! ”

I saw in the bronze mirror an ugly person whose face was densely covered with many red, swollen pus, and those pustules were just scratched by her, and even began to flow yellowish water.

The bronze mirror fell to the ground with a clatter, and fell apart.

Wang Xiaochun covered his face in panic and fear, and ran out of the house in a panic.

"Koharu!" Wang Peiyun worriedly picked up her skirt and chased out, but Wang Xiaochun was too fast, and she disappeared after a while, so she could only stop helplessly. "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have given her the mirror."

Behind him, Shen Jingchen also followed, looking at the woman with tears in her eyes, he said in a harmonious voice: "Miss Wang, you don't have to blame yourself, Miss Xiaochun will always know that her face is injured, and the sooner you know the symptoms, you can treat them early." ”

Wang Xiaochun ran out all the way, naturally scaring countless people.

"Ahh It's disgusting! ”

"That's Wang Xiaochun of the Wang family, why did he become so ugly?"

Hearing these harsh sounds, Wang Xiaochun was even more painful, and went directly towards the Si River.

Becoming so ugly, what face will she have to go down? It's better to die!

To say that gossip is human nature, in less than an hour, Wang Peiyun brought back a very conspicuous noble son and Wang Xiaochun's face was rotten, and these two major events quickly spread all over Dongxihe Village.

The villagers gathered together and muttered:

"The person brought back by the Wang family doesn't look ordinary, and he feels no worse than Wei Xiucai from our village?"

"Wei Xiucai is not bad, but after all, there is no money. Didn't you see that the Wang family picked up that person who was dressed, it was called satin, satin! I've heard that it's only sold in Taean Province. ”

"But why did Wang Xiaochun's face suddenly rot? Don't be poisoned, right? My face won't suddenly be like that, will it? ”

Mu Xiwen, who was sitting at the door, had dull eyes, she listened to the gossip for a while, and then groped her way to her house.

Suddenly, "Bang! ”

She tripped over a bulge of mud and fell to the ground solidly.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps ahead, and a hug with a cold ink fragrance grabbed her.

"Don't you look at the road when you walk?" The man's cold voice sounded overhead.

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