Chapter 85 Confession

Zhang, the shopkeeper of Jufu Building, felt that he was really unlucky and unlucky today. First of all, I met an unreasonable barbarian woman who came to the inn to make trouble. She finally asked Third Master Jia to help deal with it. The woman's scourge had just left, and there was another bad luck coming to her--

"Zhang Deyang!"

A thunderous roar sounded, and a cyan figure turned over from the jujube-red horse outside. Several ups and downs stood on the counter on the right side of Jufu Building and looked down at him.

The shopkeeper was scared by such a sudden scream, and his whole body was about to collapse back immediately. Unfortunately, the time to fall to the ground was too slow. After all, he still let the man grab the collar and grab it up.

"Second...Second Master..." Facing the face that was more beautiful than the first flower leader in the capital, the cold sweat of the shopkeeper almost soaked the whole dress.

He trembled and reluctantly bowed, "I don't know... I don't know why the second master came here for...?" You don't want to fire him, do you?

"Good Zhang Deyang, are you too comfortable and tired of living?" An Shengqing kicked the abacus under his feet aside, and the black beads immediately jumped and scattered.

"Second master, I don't..." Zhang's bitter face really couldn't remember where he had offended this moody evil spirit.

"Don't you?" An Shengqing narrowed her beautiful phoenix eyes and raised her thin lips, revealing a row of white teeth.

"I ask you, what about the young lady?"

"Big...Miss?" Hearing what he didn't expect, Zhang was stunned. What does this lady have to do with it? He has been a shopkeeper in Jufu Building for so many years, but he has never seen his eldest lady, and even the six famous An family have never seen them many times.

"This... second master, the little... the little one has never seen the big... young lady..." Zhang, who was sweating coldly and wanted to save his life, shrank his neck and explained bitterly, "Even the little lady's jade face has never been seen..."

"You think this portrait is fake!" After Zhang Deyang and the shopkeeper Zhang finished speaking, An Shengqing had angrily grabbed a portrait from behind him. Looking closely, the person in the painting was like a real person reappearance, which was a photo of An Qiaoya.

"Didn't the house send this picture a few days ago to ask you to pay close attention to the young lady's movements and report it to us as soon as you see her? Now you say you haven't seen what Joy looks like? You listen to our orders, don't you?" The hand holding Zhang Deyang's skirt was tightened a little, and An Shengqing's eyes roared with fire. Many guests in the inn looked up and watched.

"This...this...this...isn't this the savage girl...girl who came home that day?" As soon as he saw the portrait in An Shengqing's hand, Zhang's throat suddenly sounded like a fish bone, and it took a long time to spit out such a sentence.

"So you've seen it?" An Shengqing narrowed his eyes.

"This..." The shopkeeper turned his head and thought about it, and then he piled up a stiff smile and continued to explain, "The little girl did meet this girl... Er, it's the eldest lady. She just ate here today." Such a savage and rude girl's home can't be forgotten.

"What about her now?" An Shengqing's eyes lit up and immediately asked.

"Uh...this..." Zhang hesitated, and his eyes dodged and didn't know what to say.

"Quickly! Otherwise, you can roll up the bedding and walk for me tomorrow.

"Yes, yes, I said, I said, big... Miss, she just went out with the young man who came with her. I heard that they are... yes..."

"What is it? Go on." As soon as he encountered the problem of his little sister, An Shengqing's ordinary image was immediately thrown out of the sky.

"Little... Little heard that the two of them are going to drink... drink flower wine tonight..." Almost as soon as he finished saying this, Zhang immediately closed his eyes and waited for the upcoming roar and scratch.

Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was still an unexpected pain on my face. Except for a moment of coldness on the forehead and the sudden hissing of horses, there was no movement. So Zhang had the courage to open one eye and quietly looked forward. Only then did he find that the angry beauty had disappeared, and the one who pulled his skirt was replaced by a shopkeeper who stretched his neck and stared at him doubtfully.

"What...what are you doing? Let go, let go!" As soon as he saw that he was a familiar person, Zhang's usual momentum came back. He hurriedly patted Xiao Er's hand to grab his skirt, quickly tidy up his clothes, and tried to pretend that nothing had happened.

When he was about to turn around, he found that not only the second child in the store, but also other guests in the store looked at him with a snicker.

"Look, what are you looking at! Hurry up and work!" Zhang Deyang, who was so angry, tried his best to make a straight face and scolded the second child in the store. The guests in the store could not be offended, but the clerk in the store was different.

"I know how to mix and fish. Why didn't you tell me such a life-threatening notice in our store?" Unknowingly, he actually offended the young lady like that. If she held a grudge, his future would not be good. If she is unhappy, the shopkeeper of Jufu Building will change his master at any time.

"Ah, shopkeeper, you can't say that. I shook the letter to you for a long time a few days ago, but you were busy counting the money, so you asked me to put it on your table. It's none of my business." The second child of the store shouted injustice. He is also an innocent passer-by, okay?

"How dare you talk back!" He was robbed by the shopkeeper, and suddenly felt that the old shopkeeper immediately slapped him and fell on the shopkeeper's head fiercely. "Believe it or not, I will transfer you to the kitchen to burn the fire tomorrow?"

"What?!" The shopkeeper immediately disapprove and immediately choked back with great momentum. "I said, shopkeeper, how can you let a person like me stay in that smoky and fiery place where you don't need to say anything? Do you understand?"

"You..." Zhang waved his hand. This time, the shopkeeper learned to be obedient and immediately hid aside with his head in his arms. "Okay, okay, if I don't say I won't say it, can't I work obediently?" With that, he threw the iconic towel on his shoulder and poured tea for the guests with a long-mouthed teapot.

"I knew how to play..." Zhang shopkeeper hummed, threw down his sleeve and walked back to the back of the counter. He took the abacus and was preparing to liquidate today's income.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Er of the shop swayed leisurely at this time, and covered his mouth with his hand with a mysterious face and whispered, "The shopkeeper."

When the shopkeeper looked up, he saw that it was the second shopkeeper again. He just wanted to open his mouth and scold him for spraying dog blood, but unexpectedly, the second shopkeeper said the words he had held out for a long time earlier than him. "Shopkeeper, I advise you to go inside first. With a pile of ink on your forehead like this, the guests in our store want to Laugh, and your reputation may spread all over the capital tomorrow.

What...what?!

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's eyes suddenly widened and hurriedly wiped them on his forehead. When I took it down again, the whole palm of my hand was black. It turned out that he had just felt that his forehead was cold. An Ershao took the brush he used to keep accounts as a brush to paint on his forehead!!!

"This...this!!!" The shopkeeper's pair of mung bean eyes were the biggest. Under the gaze of the lively guests in the store, he quickly pulled up his sleeves to cover his whole face and was about to go inside. As a result, because the sleeves were too big to block his sight. An intentionally kicked to the wine urn next to him, and his whole body immediately fell out, crashing. A gorgeous sound went under the corner of the female guest skirt that had just entered the door.

"Ah!" The fat female guest screamed and retreated without forgetting to lift her foot and kick it heavily on the shopkeeper's face, "rogue!"

Poor our shopkeeper Zhang was kicked in the bridge of his nose with such a powerful kick. Finally, he couldn't stand the flow of nosebleeds and his head tilted, so he fainted.

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the inn.

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" Doctor, is my nose all right?" In Changchun Medical Center, An Qiaoya, who received the treatment of the old doctor, took a small bronze mirror borrowed from the doctor's wife and looked left and right at her nose, which had been pasted with a thin layer of plaster. Fortunately, the blood had stopped, otherwise it would be terrible to hold a face blurred by blood!

"Ha ha... It's okay," the white-bearded and kind old doctor turned his back to An Qiaoya and smiled. "This is not a serious injury, and the girl is relieved. As long as you remember to insist on applying the medicine for the next three days, you will be fine.

"Well, that's good." Although it is possible not to go out to see people for a few days, it will not leave any scars. "Thank you, doctor."

"However," the old doctor turned his head and looked at Anjoya seriously. "If the injury is not handled well, it will leave sequelae, so the girl should be careful in the future and don't be injured again, otherwise she will continue to have nosebleeds in hot weather in the future."

"Isn't that very embophus?" Anchoa screams, please! In this way, she will have to change her name to 'Blood Girl' in the future. It will scare people to death if she accidentally goes out with a nosebleed in the middle of the night.

"Haha, that's why you have to take good care of your nose in these critical days." The old doctor laughed so much that his eyes rose. Just then, the old doctor's wife came in and said that there was a patient, so he walked out of the door to see the next patient.

"Does it still hurt?" Feng Weiqing, who had been watching silently, walked to An Qiaoya, but not opposite her. And he didn't look at her, just left her a side face with light on his back.

Kao! Angioya stared at Feng Weiqing and almost stared out. This bastard still has the courage to treat her like this! It made her original fantasy crumbly again. Damn it!

"You don't have to worry about it." With a heavy hum, Angioya also threw his head in the opposite direction to express his anger and dissatisfaction.

Feng Weiqing slowly turned his head and looked at An Qiaoya's obviously pouted mouth and tight side face. The wall in his heart shook a few times but couldn't help softening.

"Miss Ann..."

"Hmm!" Anjoya twisted his neck harder in the direction of his right arm. Miss Ann? Humph! What she hates most is that he calls her like this.

"be careful to twist your neck." With a helpless sigh, he squatted down in front of her. Nearly183cm tall, he squatted down and could just look at Anjoa sitting in the chair.

Looking sideways at his move, Anjoya was more or less surprised, thinking that he would leave directly. Subconsciously turned around and looked into his eyes.

"Why are you squatting here? Don't block my sight." The tone was still bad, but his ears accepted the gentle words he had just said, and Anjoya's face was finally not so smelly. Although he said unpleasant words, he was looking forward to it. What on earth is he going to do? Do you want to...

With a little shy smile in the corners of her mouth, An Joya suddenly felt a little embarrassed and wondered why she expected him to show her feelings to her? Does she really like him so much that she can't help it?

"Miss An, listen to me..." Feng Weiqing looked at An Qiaoya's expectant apricot eyes. Although his deep eyes were unbearable, they immediately reopened as if they had made up their minds, "Miss An, in my heart... There is already a woman I like..."

Although she has guessed the existence of imaginary enemies tens of millions of times, she didn't expect that today, under such a situation, under the long-awaited situation in her heart, it was so uncomfortable to say it from Feng Weiqing.

An Qiaoya looked at Fengwei's black eyes in a daze. She didn't know why her heart suddenly became stuffy. Tears kept pouring up, and she felt as if her throat had been blocked by something, and she felt uncomfortable.

Take a deep breath, press the tears that are about to come out of your eyes back into the tear glands, and hold your hands tightly under your sleeves. Biting her trembling teeth, An Qiaoya pulled her face and forced herself to smile disdainfully, "Really?"

"Yes." When he found her unnatural performance and hesitated, Feng Weiqing still gave a positive answer.

"She...is very beautiful?"

"...Uh-huh." He nodded. Feng Weiqing raised his hand and thought about something, but he wanted to say something, "Miss An... There are many better princes and knights in the capital..."

"So what?" Anjoya took deep breaths again and again, pretending not to care and continued to ask. God knows when her endurance has been so good. But she knew that she lost face, but she couldn't lose her self-esteem anyway.

"...I believe that Miss An will definitely find her own lover to accompany her for the rest of her life." Feng Weiqing's words sounded like extremely sincere.

"..." Hearing Angioya's ears made her feel angry, but she forced herself to show a stiff smile and pretended to be confident. "Of course, I don't need Mr. Feng to remind me to know."

Then, she stood up from the chair, drilled through the gap between the two, and quickly walked out of the door, but stopped in the direction of the door. She turned her back to Feng Weiqing and added in a cold tone, "Also, Mr. Feng, you are a little too self-righteous. I have always been just like you. Every time I meet a friend, the rest," she paused and aggravated her tone, "My eyesight is not that bad!"

After saying that, he strode out with his hand to block the bead curtain between the inner room and the outside. If she doesn't leave this place, her tears will really burst.

“......”

"Do you feel cruel?" Not long after Angioya left, the figure of thunder appeared outside the bead curtain. He leaned his chest against the edge of the pillar with a solemn expression, "You can obviously choose not to say it so clearly."

“......”

Feng Weiqing did not make a sound and still squatted in his original position, and his expression could not be seen at all from the position of Thunder.

"Alas..." Seeing that Feng Weiqing was not going to open his mouth, he was afraid that he was bored. On the one hand, he was also afraid that An Qiaoya, a weak woman, would run out like this, and an accident would happen if he was not familiar with the place, so Thunder immediately left the hospital after sighing and chased him in the direction where An Qiaoya left, although he was not familiar with it. I know that at least he can protect Joya a little, can't he?

When Thunder also left, Feng Weiqing stood up from the ground, and his right hand, which he could not see under his sleeve, was also clenched tightly.

He raised his head and looked at the door at the bead curtain that was still swinging because An Qiaoya was in a hurry to leave. His deep black eyes were covered with a layer of obscurity in an instant.