You are my golden finger

The night was dark, the sun, the moon and the stars had hidden their tracks, and someone was destined to be sleepless tonight. The silence of the suburbs of Beijing was broken by the "clacking" sound of propellers at midnight.

A "Wife-Watching Stone" who was standing on the roof admiring the darkness of the night immediately came to his senses, jumped off the roof, and flew towards the helipad.

After going through the cabin door and lowering the gangway, Murong Xu flew up and hugged Lin Xijin who was about to get off the plane.

"Aren't you in Kyoto celebrating the holidays with your father? Why are you here?" Lin Xijin asked in surprise.

"I came here after dinner, and I thought you'd come over tonight."

"Are you so sure? If I don't come, won't you have waited in vain?"

"That's called being in perfect harmony with each other. I believe you will come." Murong Xu said with a smirk.

"Fool! Look at you, you fool."

Murong Xu came, and the two decided not to go back to Kyoto, but stayed at the manor. They held hands, and the warmth passed between them. Back to the yard, the two sneaked into the space. Lin Xijin specially prepared a table of food in the space tonight. After a few hours, the two were hungry, so they had another full meal.

The world of the two of them feeding each other was full of love. After a while of digestion, Lin Xijin took Murong Xu to soak in the spiritual spring. Although Murong Xu still felt a little uncomfortable when he first entered the water, his hands and feet were no longer shaking, and his complexion was much better than last time.

The time spent together always passed quickly. The two of them did not rest and drove the carriage into the city at dawn. Because Murong Xu had to rush back to Kyoto to attend the morning court, Lin Xijin naturally followed him back to Kyoto.

"Jin'er, wait for me. I will try to go to Qingyuan to accompany you in a while."

"I'm fine with that. But you have to think carefully about how to change this miserable working situation. Do you want to introduce a modern political system and work system?"

"Old habits die hard. Let's take it step by step. After all, the old man still has the final say, so it's not a good idea to disobey him too much."

Murong Xu sent Lin Xijin back to her yard, watched her enter the house, and then drove away in the carriage.

"Master, why are you back so early?" The doorman heard a knock on the door, opened the door and saw that it was her, and asked in surprise.

"I arrived last night. I was doing some work somewhere else and came back right after I was done." Lin Xijin was reluctant to explain more.

Lin Xijin, who hadn't slept all night, went to catch up on her sleep.

It was already noon when she woke up. The doorman notified her that the cook had prepared lunch. Lin Xijin simply ate a little and went to "Wulin Beauty".

Lin Xijin got out of the car and walked into the store. The receptionist at the door was about to say hello to her, but Lin Xijin waved her hand and the receptionist gave up.

"I bought this bottle of beauty cream in your store, and now my face is rubbed raw, and it's even worse today. You must be taking advantage of your fame, and you must be responsible!" a voice shouted.

Lin Xijin looked inside and saw a lot of people gathered at the door of a workshop. They were talking and watching the excitement.

"Alas, I don't know if what Deng Biyan said is true. I bought two bottles and haven't started using them yet."

"Yeah, she had beauty treatments here before, so why did something go wrong now?" people watching at the door commented.

"We all get beauty treatments here and buy beauty creams here, nothing wrong with that. Maybe she hurt her face somewhere and came here to blackmail me."

Lin Xijin squeezed into the crowd, walked up to Deng Biyan who was making a lot of noise with a veil on, and said softly, "Can you show me your beauty cream?"

"Who are you? Bumpkin! Why should I show it to you? Do you want to destroy the evidence?" Deng Biyan looked at Lin Xijin, who was dressed simply, and cursed viciously.

"She is our boss, Princess Jiahui." The beautician breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lin Xijin coming and introduced her proudly.

Deng Biyan was stunned for a moment. She obviously didn't expect Lin Xijin to appear here. Didn't the master who asked her to make trouble say that she was in Qingyuan County? But the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, so she stiffened her chest and said loudly: "You can't be unreasonable, can you? It's because of your beauty cream that my face is rotten. You have to compensate me for my losses."

"Are you sure? You're not going to change your story?"

"I'm sure!" Deng Biyan said in a timid tone.

"Beautician, notify the shopkeeper immediately and report to the police, so that the government can intervene in the investigation!" Lin Xijin ordered calmly.

Soon, Jingzhao Yin heard that Princess Jiahui had reported the case, so he brought a group of yamen runners to Wulin Beauty.

"Sir, I want to sue this person for deliberately framing and falsely accusing my store and damaging its reputation." Lin Xijin pointed at Deng Biyan and said loudly to Jingzhao Yin.

"Princess Jiahui, you said she framed me. Do you have any evidence?" Jingzhao Yin asked gently.

"Yes. The beauty cream in her hand is the evidence. She added oleander juice into it, which causes allergies when applied on the face, resulting in redness, swelling and ulcers on the face. My beauty cream does not contain such ingredients." Lin Xijin answered frankly.

When Deng Biyan heard her hit the nail on the head and described clearly the ingredients of the beauty cream, she turned pale with fright.

"Come here, take the person back and investigate thoroughly!" Jingzhao Yin loudly ordered his men, and two yamen runners immediately stepped forward to detain Deng Biyan.

"Sir, please have mercy! I won't make trouble anymore and I don't want any compensation!" Deng Bi Yan begged for mercy loudly.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to repent. The bailiffs came and took her away with her belongings without saying a word.

The people around started talking about it.

"Alas, this Deng Biyan is so desperate for money that she actually came here to frame me!"

"Alas, her father, Deng Qiao Ning, is only a fourth-rank official in the Ministry of Rites. I'm afraid her family doesn't have much money."

"You shouldn't be like this even if you don't have money! Why would you want to get beauty treatments if you're so ugly on the inside?"

The customers were talking to each other without any reservations. This was probably because Deng Biyan's father was a low-ranking official and was not afraid of offending her.

Mrs. Wu received a report from the servant that something happened in the store, so she rushed over. She was relieved to see Lin Xijin in the store.

"Jin'er, when did you return to Beijing?"

"I just arrived last night, so I haven't had time to meet everyone yet."

"Fortunately you came to the store, otherwise Deng Bi Yan would have made a fuss!" Mrs. Wu was very grateful.

The clerk told Mrs. Wu the whole story. After understanding what happened, Mrs. Wu said she would find out the truth behind it.

When Lin Xijin heard that Madam Wu was going to take over, she was happy to be a hands-off boss. She immediately gave Madam Wu an extra gift and asked the driver to take her to the Duke of Anguo's Mansion and the Grand Tutor's Mansion to deliver a gift each before returning home.

Xingwen was a little surprised to see Lin Xijin again after a short interval, but like all the people in Shiziwo, he had a mysterious trust in her and did not ask many questions.

Murong Xu and Shangguan Rui both arrived before dinner. Murong Xu was a little cross-eyed and kept glaring at Shangguan Rui, but Shangguan Rui completely ignored him. In his words: I knew her before you did, so you should move aside.

Both of them have the ruffian nature of noble sons and are very arrogant.

Lin Xijin was busy eating, not bothering to pay attention to the two childish guys. Xingwen didn't dare to say anything, and also lowered his head to eat.