Chapter 62: Tricking Money
Yuan Jasmine has been troubled recently, and Qian Fa has not come to her for several days. Although Qian Fa is an average person and a little older, he is a man after all, what woman doesn't want a man who knows cold and hot to hurt herself, and since Yuan Jasmine and Qian Fa got along, her life has been much better, and there are no ruffians to harass her.
"Dead ghost, I don't know which vixen I got into the bed, and I haven't come to see me for so long!"
Yuan Jasmine lay lazily on the bed, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders casually, and her blown-out skin matched her beautiful face, showing the charm of a mature woman. Although he is almost thirty years old, he looks like he is in his early twenties, but unfortunately no one appreciates it now. At this time, it was late at night, but she did not feel sleepy at all, and her eyes were blankly looking at the beams of the room.
The breeze outside was blowing, and the windows were blown back and forth. The "crunch" window was blown open by a gust of wind.
"Damn the wind, don't stop at night!"
Yuan Jasmine scolded and walked out of bed and closed the window again.
Suddenly, a figure flashed behind her, and Yuan Jasmine turned around and immediately lost her face in fright.
"Who are you, what do you want to do?"
Yuan Jasmine looked at the man in white who suddenly appeared at the head of the bed in fear, and her body couldn't help but retreat.
"Are you Yuan Jasmine?" the man in white asked lightly, sitting beside Yuan Jasmine's bed.
Yuan Jasmine sighed in her heart, she has never offended anyone in her own right, but Qian Fa has provoked a lot of enemies on weekdays, doesn't this person dare to find Qian Fa to seek revenge and use himself as a scapegoat.
"I'm Yuan Jasmine, what's the matter with Childe looking for me?" Yuan Jasmine said pretending to be calm.
"It's not a big deal, you help me send the money out, I'll have something to do with him!" said the man in white with a pleasant face.
"Qian Fa, I don't know what Qian Fa is, you have found the wrong person!" Yuan Jasmine denied.
The man in white stood up with a slight smile and took out a flute as white as jade from his cuff.
A soft and beautiful flute sound blew out of the mouth of the man in white, and Yuan Jasmine's eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and she stood in place like a walking corpse.
The man in white was Jiang Yun, and he played the second note of the Soul Snatcher
"What's your name?"
"My name is Jasmine Yuan!"
"What is your relationship with Qian Fa?"
"Qian Fa is my friend!"
Yuan Jasmine told Jiang Yun everything she knew, word for word
In the Seven Princes' Mansion, Qian Fa walked back and forth uncertainly, since the last time the palace found an assassin breaking in, the Seven Princes restricted his freedom and forbade him to go out. Qian Fa hadn't seen his good looks for a long time, and when he thought of Yuan Jasmine's beautiful face, Qian Fa's heart couldn't bear it.
However, the words of the Seventh Prince are like a holy decree in the palace, no one dares to disobey, and Qian Fa can only stay in the palace.
"Master Qian, a child at the door sent a letter, saying that he wanted to hand it over to you!"
A family member came in from outside the door and said in awe of Qian Fa.
"Letters, children?"
Qian Fa muttered in his heart, but out of curiosity, he still came to the door of the Seven Kings' Mansion. I saw a seven or eight-year-old child standing there waiting with a letter in his hand.
"Child, give me the letter in your hand!"
Qian Fa came to the child and stretched out his hand, and the child hurriedly withdrew his hand.
"I'm going to hand over the letter to the money sender!"
"I'm Qian Fa, who asked you to give me this letter?" Qian Fa said angrily.
Since becoming the housekeeper of the Seven Kings' Mansion, which is not the chief of the Qian Ye and the short of the Qian Ye, but now he is called by his name by a child.
"It was a beautiful aunt who asked me to give it to you, and she gave me ten cents!" said the child, with two big bright eyes.
"Does that beautiful aunt have long hair?" Qian Fa then asked.
The child nodded, handed the letter in his hand to Qian Fa, turned around and ran away happily.
Qian Fa put the letter in his arms like a treasure, and when he returned to his room, he took it out and looked at it.
I don't know why the official has not been here for a long time, and the concubine is afraid, whether it is caused by the concubine's poor service, and the concubine is looking forward to it day and night, hoping to meet the official as soon as possible to relieve the pain of lovesickness. However, there is no trace of the official for a long time, and the concubine has become ill, and I hope that the official can take the time to see the concubine as soon as possible."
After a while, Qian Fa folded the letter again and put it under the pillow.
"Hey, it's all my fault, I've suffered you this time, Jasmine!" Qian Fa's eyes moistened a little.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Qian Fa frowned and was in a dilemma, on one side was his beloved woman, and on the other hand was the order of the prince, he didn't know how to choose.
As night fell, a sneaky figure flashed in the Seven Kings' Mansion.
Quietly came to the edge of the wall, Qian Fa threw out the long rope that had been prepared in his hand and pulled it twice.
After the end of the rope was fixed, Qian Fa climbed up the rope with difficulty.
With a "bang", Qian Fa fell to the outside of the courtyard wall because of his strength, and he grinned in pain.
In order to see the woman he loves, he can't care about the prince's ban, as long as he rushes back before dawn, he will not know it.
Coming to a big tree outside the palace, Qian Fa rode on a horse that had been prepared in advance, and galloped all the way like an arrow.
Half an hour later, Qian Fa rushed to Yongsheng Street in Xihuamen.
"Jasmine, open the door!
Qian Fa gently knocked on Yuan Jasmine's door, and after a while, the lights in the house were lit up, and Yuan Jasmine opened the door.
"You wrongdoer, you're finally here!"
Yuan Jasmine immediately cried when she saw Qian Fa and threw herself into his arms, a pair of pink fists kept beating Qian Fa's chest.
"Alright, let's go inside!"
Walking into the house, Qian Fa looked Yuan Jasmine up and down suspiciously.
"Jasmine, didn't you say you were sick?"
"Sick, when did I tell you I'm sick?" said Yuan Jasmine innocently.
"Did you ask a child to send me a letter?" Qian Fa quickly asked.
Yuan Jasmine shook her head, "No, I've been staying at home and haven't gone out!"
"Oops!"
Qian Fa gasped in his heart, it seemed that he had been calculated.
"No, I need to get out of here right now!" Qian Fa turned and walked out the door.
"You have no conscience, just come and leave!" Yuan Jasmine stepped forward and hugged Qian Fa and cried sadly.
"In the woman's opinion, I have been calculated, and if I don't leave, I am afraid of my life!"
Qian Fa broke free of Yuan Jasmine's hands and fled from the door.
Flying on the horse, Qian Fa hurried towards the direction of the palace.
Suddenly, a white figure appeared in Qian Fa's face, like a ghostly block in front of Qian Fa