Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

"What do you mean by this?" The eldest sister-in-law stepped forward and took Li Huoyue's hand, saying disapprovingly, "We Huohuo are the only Miss Li in the Li Mansion. What do you mean by this? You really don't know how to talk!"

Everyone looked at the sudden visitor in surprise. Could this really be the daughter of the Li family?

Look at Sang Fuqing standing with other women without crying or making a fuss?

They had always heard that Miss Li would often go to restaurants for food when she had nothing to do, or go to the clothing stores and jewelry stores on Shengyu Street. Occasionally, if she was not satisfied with the shopping, she would call the shopkeeper out and scold him.

Logically speaking, the grumpy one obviously meets the public's "expectations" more.

Why does this person's body not look like a glutton, and he is not as fierce and irritable as the rumors say?

On the contrary, his posture was light and upright, and he exuded a calm and composed aura, without any obvious emotional fluctuations.

She is totally different from the "Ms. Li" I heard before.

Doesn’t she know that the person Sang Fuqing is protecting is a female top scholar?

Xu Jiaoer saw that everyone's attention was obviously on the real "Miss Li", and for some reason she felt a little panicked.

She instinctively looked towards Sang Fuqing, trying to find some sense of security from him, but she found that even Sang Fuqing was staring at the woman.

The woman’s face was clearly hidden by her cloak, so you couldn’t even see her entire face. What was there to see?

Xu Jiaoer pushed him lightly, but Sang Fuqing didn't respond at all.

At first glance, Sang Fuqing was just like everyone else, looking in the direction of the sound.

But after that glance, he never looked away.

The moment his eyes made contact with Li Huoyue, numerous images flashed before his eyes like floating shadows of lanterns.

There were beauties in red makeup smiling at him, there were two of them walking hand in hand at night with candlelight, there were also times when he made a mistake and was punished to kneel in front of the bed, and she angrily hit him with a ruler, and there were also times when she stared at him with eyes full of disappointment...

Until the end, when his eyes were blurred by blood, he struggled out of the picture.

He stared blankly at the beauty in the picture and the figure of the masked daughter of the Li family in front of him, whom he had never met before, overlapping.

He didn't know what he had just seen, he just felt a strong sense of dislocation at that moment.

It was as if the Miss Li in front of him was the wife he should spend his life with.

Li Huoyue's focus was obviously not on Sang Fuqing.

She quickly looked at the crowd, looking for the first person who would react that she was the daughter of the Li family.

The timing from the moment she walked in and called sister-in-law to the moment that person shouted a reminder to everyone was just right.

So good that it seems a bit deliberate.

Who on earth knows so much about the situation in the Li Mansion?

But until her sister-in-law came forward and held her hand, she still didn't find the man.

"What are you looking at?" the sister-in-law asked Li Huoyue. Following Li Huoyue's line of sight, there was nothing special over there.

Li Huoyue shook his head: "Nothing, let's go back home."

"no!"

Li Huoyue was a little surprised, not because her sister-in-law rejected her proposal, but because she had guessed that her sister-in-law would not leave so easily.

She was surprised that these two words came out of three people's mouths at the same time.

Needless to say, my sister-in-law has not made enough trouble.

But the other two...

Li Huoyue finally turned her attention to Sang Fuqing and Xu Jiaoer who had been staring at her.

"Is there something?" Li Huoyue didn't really want to talk to these two people.

The scholar who rode a horse through the streets still looked the same, but he no longer had the youthful vigor and vitality.

After taking a look at him, Li Huoyue found that he was suddenly not as attractive to her as he was in the past. She then looked away and stopped looking at Sang Fuqing.

He then looked at Xu Jiao'er, who was a little further back. She was dressed in ordinary scholar's attire, but it seemed that her clothes were made from Sang Fuqing's old clothes. The fabrics of the clothes in the Sang Mansion were the same as those in the Li Mansion. Li Huoyue recognized her at a glance.

Judging from the way the old clothes were modified, it doesn't seem like they were made by Kyoto tailors. The technique of turning the clothes inside out, sewing them, and then cutting them is something that people in the Nanxia Hewei area do.

Nanxia River End...

Mrs. Sang revised it for her.

Li Huoyue realized that Mrs. Sang seemed to have known for a long time that Xu Jiao'er was a girl, but still allowed her son to get close to Xu Jiao'er even though he was engaged.

The purpose was too obvious, and Li Huoyue had probably been on Mrs. Sang's mind for several times.

Li Huoyue withdrew his gaze and waited for their answer.

Sang Fuqing felt something different because of this look. Was she interested in me too? Otherwise, why would she look at me first and then at others?

After affirming himself, he broke free from Xu Jiao'er's gentle grasp on his clothes and asked, "Have you ever..."

He hesitated for a moment, then changed the subject: "Have we met somewhere before?"

What's wrong with you?

Li Huoyue raised his eyes and wanted to scold him.

But for no reason, he saw Sang Fuqing's eyes filled with tears. Although his overall expression was well controlled, the message conveyed by his eyes seemed as if he was about to break.

Li Huoyue was shocked.

Oh no, I really met a sick person!

Li Huoyue took a half step back and said coldly, "No."

Sang Fuqing wanted to say something else, but Xu Jiao'er didn't want to watch any more, so she stepped forward and pulled Sang Fuqing back, trying to divert attention by changing the subject:

"You broke things and hurt people, and you want to leave without doing anything? You really don't take the Sang Mansion seriously! Miss Li, is this how your family taught you? Or do you rely on the fact that your family has two high-ranking officials in the court and behave like this on a daily basis!"

The speech was passionate, not only inexplicably pinning the direct guilt of breaking things and injuring people on Li Huoyue, but also trying to stir up conflicts between officials and the public, as well as dissatisfaction of small officials with big officials.

Some people were quickly fooled and started to help Xu Jiaoer in making noises.

"Yes, if you break someone's things you have to pay compensation. It's only natural!"

"Not only that, he even beat people up!"

"Look at Xu Zhuangyuan's face, it's swollen like a steamed bun from steamed dough!"

"This Xu Zhuangyuan is a woman. She was beaten so hard that her mouth seems to be crooked to one side. What if it can't be healed in the future?"

As everyone talked, the topic gradually deviated from the pace that Xu Jiaoer had started at the beginning.

Li Huoyue turned around again and looked at the crowd.

Who is he?

This time it feels clearer, and the wind direction has obviously been deliberately diverted by someone.

Seeing that the topic of discussion was gradually tilting towards her out of control, Xu Jiaoer quickly interrupted and got the rhythm back on track.

"Miss Li, you have nothing to say? If you think you can hide behind your father and brother, and rely on their power to ignore us, and go back home, that's fine. But tell me how you want to deal with this matter. "

Li Huoyue smiled.

Knowing that the other party holds a high position, he still deliberately provokes him. I don't know whether his brain was just damaged or he had the problem before.