Chapter 155 Senior Brother is Better
At night, when everyone fell asleep, Qianhuan sneaked out again, and Ji Feng was waiting under the old locust tree as usual.
Now that Ji Feng had become her own person, Qianhuan no longer hid anything and directly asked Ji Feng to take her to the back door of Xunfang Pavilion.
Ji Feng then realized that Dong Jia often came out at night just to visit Fang Ge. No wonder he had to sneak out without telling his parents. He didn't expect that Dong Jia, at such a young age, actually liked to visit brothels.
After Qianhuan finished her performance in the lobby, she selected a few honest and well-behaved customers to perform dances in the private rooms as usual, and earned several hundred taels of silver tonight.
Ji Feng drove the carriage to send Qian Huan home. When they parted, Qian Huan said, "Ji Feng, please come down to the old locust tree early tomorrow morning to pick us up and take us to Mr. Fan's house."
"Yes, boss."
Qianhuan stepped on his shoulders and turned over into the yard. After returning to her room, she crawled under the bed, dug out the wooden box and hid the money she earned in it.
She looked at the priceless jade pendant lying quietly in the wooden box under the dim oil lamp, and wondered: Could it be that the man in black is really dead? If he is still alive, knowing that I have lost such a valuable jade pendant, it is impossible that he will not come to look for me, right?
If he doesn't show up after a while, don't blame me for taking the jade pendant for myself. It just so happens that she doesn't have any jewelry, and she likes this jade pendant for both its color and texture. In addition, this jade pendant is small and exquisite in shape, and it would be beautiful to hang it around the neck as an accessory.
What's more, this jade pendant looks very valuable. If you encounter difficulties, you can take it to the pawn shop to exchange for silver for emergency.
After hiding the wooden box, Qianhuan blew out the oil lamp and went to sleep.
She thought she was being very secretive, but she didn't know that there was a new Wenjie at home tonight. Wenjie was not used to the sudden change of sleeping place, so he didn't fall asleep until most of the night.
He heard the noise when Qianhuan sneaked out, and Wenjie also knew when she came back.
The little guy lay in bed, deep in thought. What on earth was Sister Qianhuan doing sneaking out so late at night? Why did he always feel that Sister Qianhuan was different now than before?
Sister Qianhuan is now much better than before. She knows a lot of knowledge and principles, and can cook many delicious dishes, but she seems to be hiding many secrets.
Wenjie opened his big eyes in the dark, and he persuaded himself: Oh, forget it, don't think too much. Anyway, he only knew that no matter whether it was Sister Qianhuan in the past or Sister Qianhuan now, they were all very good to him, and that was enough. He must also protect Sister Qianhuan well and not let others discover her secret.
As he was thinking, Wenjie gradually fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Qianhuan packed up her daily belongings. She packed up the clothes that Chu Yichen had given her before. Then, she carried the clothes in her hands and a bamboo basket on her back. In the basket were the small wooden boxes filled with sand and a jar of bean paste that she had made before.
Wenjie followed Qianhuan carrying his clothes package. The two walked along the mountain path to the old locust tree, where Ji Feng had been waiting.
The two climbed onto the carriage, and Ji Feng sent them to Mr. Fan's house. Qianhuan then took out the bean paste from the bamboo basket.
She said to Ji Feng, "Ji Feng, please drive the carriage back to the teahouse first, and come back to pick us up at 15:00."
"Yes, boss."
Then Ji Feng whipped his horse whip and headed towards the teahouse.
When Qianhuan and Wenjie pushed the door open and entered the courtyard, they saw the scene in front of them. Suddenly, a line of poetry popped into Qianhuan's mind: "The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"
I saw a man in the yard wearing a white robe that hung down to the ground. His ink-black hair fluttered in the wind. He had an upright posture, cold eyes, and a refined and elegant look. He held a bow and arrow in one hand and pulled the bowstring with the other hand, aiming at the target and preparing to shoot.
Qianhuan felt that the senior brother in white robes looked like a banished immortal, with an air of elegance and mystery that made him seem unattainable. His coldness and nobility made the surrounding scenery seem dull and gloomy. One glance at him could make people indulge in him and unable to extricate themselves.
Qianhuan couldn't help but stare at his profile. Suddenly, another man who liked to wear white brocade robes came to her mind. She couldn't help but compare Brother Lin'an with the man in front of her.
In terms of appearance, Brother Lin'an's facial features are definitely more delicate and handsome than Brother Rongyu's. But for some reason, even though Brother Rongyu loses to Brother Lin'an in appearance, Qianhuan feels that Brother Rongyu's overall temperament is better than Brother Lin'an's.
Senior brother seemed to have an innate air of nobility. If Mr. Fan had not said that senior brother had been studying abroad, Qianhuan would have suspected that the man in front of her was actually a soldier because of his tall and straight figure.
Because Qianhuan has a natural liking for soldiers. Two of her boyfriends in her previous life were soldiers. Therefore, she is particularly sensitive and familiar with the temperament of soldiers. She can always feel the unique temperament of a soldier from Senior Brother Rongyu.
Rong Yu was aiming at the bull's eye and preparing to shoot an arrow when he suddenly felt a burning gaze staring at him from the side.
He turned around and saw Junior Sister Shanbo holding a small jar in her hand and staring at him intently. Her eyes were a little blurry and she looked a little dull.
Rong Yu frowned immediately, thinking unhappily: Could it be that this junior fellow is a rabbit? Look at the feminine aura on him, and he always likes to stare at a man's face in a daze. The more I look at him, the more he looks like a rabbit.
If someone stared at his real face in a daze, he would not find it strange. After all, in the capital, there were often girls who were crazy about his face. But the face he was using now could only be considered above average at best, far worse than his real face. It was not enough to make a man go crazy.
Qianhuan didn't expect that Senior Brother Rongyu would suddenly turn around. It was really a bit awkward to be caught peeking at someone.
Their eyes met briefly in the air, and Qianhuan's face looked a little unnatural. Then she hypnotized herself and said: It's just looking at a handsome guy, what's there to be embarrassed about? Don't people all like to appreciate beautiful things?
Then she walked up to Rong Yu and said hello, "Brother, you got up so early to practice archery. Are you going to continue teaching me archery this morning?"
When Rong Yu saw that she greeted him openly without any embarrassment on her face for glancing at him, he thought he was overthinking it.
He just said coldly: "Go to the stable and learn how to ride a horse."
"Are you leaving now?"
"Ah."
"Brother, wait for me. I brought a jar of bean paste from home today. I plan to use it as a seasoning for making dumplings for everyone at noon. After I put the bean paste in the kitchen, I will go to the horse farm with you."
When Rong Yu heard him say it was the seasoning for making dumplings, he finally said in a nice voice, "Well, go ahead."
Qianhuan seemed afraid that Rongyu would not wait for him, so she ran hurriedly to the kitchen after she finished speaking. After putting the small jar on the stove, she quickly ran back to the yard.
She gasped and shouted, "Brother, I'm ready, let's go now."