The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 349 Little Seven Wu Yong

He immediately retracted his gaze, helped the little beggar beside him up, and patted the dust off the child. The man straightened his eyes, posed what he thought was the most handsome posture towards Qingyin, and smiled gently: "Well, Miss is right, just now, it was this child who stole my most precious thing. I was a little anxious, so I went a little too far."

He even gave a reasonable explanation for why he was so fierce to the little beggar just now.

Wu Yong said this apologetically, not forgetting to strike a whole set of poses that looked like they had been carefully practiced.

After this set of actions, the surrounding onlookers were stunned.

Qingyin looked at the handsome young man in front of her who raised his head three points deliberately and stood straight, and she couldn't help but smile.

If this young man stood like this normally, he could be considered a handsome and elegant man.

Unfortunately, at the moment, Wu Yong was squeezed in the crowd, his hair crown was scattered, his clothes were wrinkled everywhere, and his face was stained with a lot of dust from the little beggar's body. If he continued to pose like this deliberately, it would only make people feel humorous and weird.

Looking at Wu Yong's serious and expectant eyes, Qingyin felt that it would be better not to tell this young man the cruel reality for the time being.

"Well, thank you for your understanding, sir."

"It's okay! It's okay! Hahaha." Wu Yong scratched his head, trying hard to suppress the upward curve of his lips, and looked at Qingyin with a bright look.

Qingyin: "..."

Even more stupid!

After Qingyin thanked Wu Yong, her gaze fell on the child who had been held down by Wu Yong and seemed very well-behaved from beginning to end. The little beggar's bright big eyes were still looking at her. After his eyes noticed her gaze, he subconsciously dodged, not daring to look at her again, but couldn't bear to look at her.

After a while, Qingyin felt tired of the little beggar's constant glances back and forth.

The young man who was robbed by the little beggar seemed to have noticed that Qingyin had something to say to the little beggar, and he shouted at the people around him to disperse without saying a word. The people around him were annoyed by the young man who was dressed in extraordinary clothes and had no choice but to grievances, especially after the young man said his name, the people around him dispersed even more reluctantly.

General Wu's second son, although he is a dandy boy, is not someone that people like them can afford to offend.

After a few interactions, everyone couldn't help but feel pity for the beautiful lady who saved the little beggar in the distance. It was a pity that such a beautiful lady was encountered by this playboy!

Qing Yin, who was sympathized by the people around him, said: "?"

Qingyin was not very familiar with the name of Mr. Wu. From the resentful looks of the people around her towards this young man, she roughly guessed that this young man might not have a good tone.

Qingyin didn't care too much.

Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving. She could see clearly what this handsome young man in front of her was like.

Although he was a bit reckless, Qingyin could tell that the young man was still a teenager. Although he couldn't be called a good person, he was definitely not a bad person at the moment.

Seeing that the people had dispersed and kept a distance from her where her voice could no longer be heard, Qing Yin breathed a sigh of relief, bent down, lowered her head and looked at the stupid child on the ground, and asked: "Are you willing to leave with me? I promise that you will have food to eat and clothes to wear in the future, are you willing?"

Xiao Qi was stunned. He didn't expect that this fairy-like sister would not only approach him without any disgust, but also squat down and speak to him gently. Listening to the content of the words, Xiao Qi couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

If it was when he had just escaped with the traffickers, Xiao Qi would definitely have agreed to this fairy sister without hesitation, but now... Thinking of the dying old beggar lying in the dilapidated temple, Xiao Qi wavered, his fingers tightly clasped the corners of the torn thin clothes, not daring to look at the fairy sister in front of him, and said timidly: "I'm sorry, I can't..."

Looking at the little boy who lowered his head with inferiority in his eyes, Qingyin sighed, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Silly child, I'm asking for your request, why do you have to apologize for me?"

"I..." Xiao Qi raised his head in astonishment and looked at Qing Yin in disbelief. He thought that if he refused, the fairy sister would scold him for being shameless and ungrateful, but the more beautiful the fairy sister was, the more uncomfortable Xiao Qi felt.

Qingyin looked at Xiaoqi's hidden depression and a hint of understanding flashed across her mind.

He patted Xiao Qi gently and said, "I know you have your reasons, right? Since you have made up your mind, I won't force you. Take this money and don't give it back to me. Just think of it as a loan from you, okay?"

After saying that, Qingyin stuffed the purse in her hand into the child's hand.

"Don't be afraid. If you have a way to change your mind, you will always be welcome in Minister Lin's mansion."

The girl's gentle and playful voice not only melted into the heart of the beggar child Xiaoqi, but also in the eyes of Wu Yong who was watching quietly at the side. It was a beautiful memory that he would never forget when he got old.

Looking at the little beggar carefully holding the silver and looking back every few steps as he walked away, Qingyin nodded slightly to the guard on the left, "Mu Ke, you follow him, and be careful not to let anyone bully the child."

"Yes, Miss." Seeing this, the guard Mu Ke, who was originally worried that the silver given by the Miss to the little beggar would be robbed, lit up his eyes. The Miss was indeed smart and knew how to solve the problem without being reminded.

Looking at Mu Ke's back as he excitedly chased after the little beggar, Qingyin relaxed a little.

What was left was the purse that the child had stolen from the victim. Qingyin took the purse, which had obviously unusual packaging, and prepared to hand it back to Wu Yong.

"Mr. Wu, this is your stuff."

Wu Yong smiled, his handsome eyes sparkling: "Well, thank you Miss, I wonder if you are the eldest daughter of the Lin Mansion who just returned not long ago, Lin Qingqing?"

Wu Yong is not a fool. The Lin Shangshu Mansion represents many relationships. For one thing, the fabric Qingyin wears is not simple, but the latest silk and satin in the capital. This shows that Qingyin's identity is not ordinary. She should be a favored legitimate lady. There is only one legitimate lady in the Lin Shangshu Mansion. No, there should be a new one. If the original eldest lady of the Lin family, Lin Wanyu, had the beauty of this girl, Wu Yong is absolutely sure that her reputation would have already spread to the capital and even the whole country, instead of being unknown now.

So, putting all this aside, the girl in front of him is the newly returned eldest daughter of the Lin family, and a beautiful widow who just lost her husband.

Thinking of the fact that the stunningly beautiful girl in front of him was already married, Wu Yong couldn't help feeling sad and regretted meeting Qingyin so late. The girl's husband was obviously an unlucky man and died early.

But fortunately the person was dead. Wu Yong turned his head and looked at the fairy-like girl beside him with extremely gentle eyes. Otherwise, he might not be able to help but send that person to die.

Qing Yin, who was answering the handsome young man Wu Yong, had not yet noticed the series of horrifying thoughts in the man's mind.

She smiled gently and nodded, admitting: "Young Master is smart, I am Lin Qingqing."

"Miss Lin Qingqing!" Wu Yong's eyes lit up. Looking at the girl's familiar eyes, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss Lin, have you been out during the Qixi Festival?"

Hearing this, Qing Yin raised her head and asked in surprise: "How did Master Wu know?"

Wu Yong's face turned red. It turned out that this was not the first time he had seen Miss Qingqing. As expected, he and Qingqing were destined to be together.

Thinking about it, Wu Yong's eyes became more and more fiery. Being stared at by the girl's bewitching eyes, the young man was rarely shy: "Well, last time I, I also went out to play, and I happened to see Miss Qingqing wearing a veil in the teahouse box on East Street."

"I see." Qingyin nodded.

At this time, Lin Wanyu, who had run far away to watch the entire show, also ran back in a familiar direction.

Seeing Wu Yong, the famous playboy in the capital, pestering her sister, Lin Wanyu immediately misunderstood. Anger burned in her eyes. She rushed towards Wu Yong and quickly ran to Qingyin, blocking Qingyin's figure.

"Wu Yong, I'm here, don't try to bully my sister!"

Wu Yong was caught off guard by Lin Wanyu's sudden collision. If he hadn't stood up quickly, he would have almost staggered to the ground: "?"

No, when did he bully Qingqing? He was clearly trying to please Qingqing, so how could he bully his sweetheart?

Wu Yong, feeling full of grievances, looked at Qing Yin innocently and pitifully.

The tall figure of the man pretending to be so pitiful really makes people feel a little pity for him.

Qingyin patted Lin Wanyu gently and said, "Mr. Wu didn't bully me, and he even helped me. Yu'er, you're sorry." After saying that, Qingyin looked at Wu Yong apologetically.

Lin Wanyu watched helplessly as the man with bad intentions was bumped by her and pretended to cover his chest and act pitiful. She was so angry that her teeth were about to break.

Damn it! She didn't believe that a young master from a general's mansion would be hurt just by a woman like her. If he was so fragile, he, a grown man, shouldn't be called the young master of the general's mansion.

Lin Wanyu cursed inwardly, but under her sister's gentle and apologetic gaze, she pretended to be a gentle sister and said to Wu Yong with a fake smile, "I'm sorry, the second young master of General Wu's mansion!"

"Yeah, it's okay. I didn't mean it." In response to Lin Wanyu's vicious gaze, Wu Yong gave her a considerate and sympathetic look.

But somehow, Wu Yong felt that his future sister-in-law had become even more ferocious.

Wu Yong was not wrong. When Lin Wanyu received Wu Yong's flattering gaze, she felt that this green tea guy was deliberately disgusting her and was using her sister's favor to despise her for being inferior to him. Lin Wanyu became even angrier.

Qingyin was at a loss for a moment as she looked at the two people who were completely incompatible with each other, so she had to prepare to go back home and separate them.

"Mr. Wu, it's getting late today, so I'll take my sister back." Qingyin looked at Wu Yong apologetically and said in a gentle voice.

His beloved was going home. Even though they hadn't separated yet, Wu Yong's heart was already filled with reluctance to part. He nodded gently, "Well, Miss Qingqing, go back and rest early."

Seeing the tall man with a hint of depression on his face, Lin Wanyu was happy again. She secretly glared at this green tea dog with contempt. So what if he can talk? Now it's not her who is going home with her sister.

Secretly catching a glimpse of Lin Wanyu's secretly smug expression out of the corner of her eye, Qingyin pinched her fair and tender face in annoyance. She was like a child who had not grown up and was becoming more and more willful!

Qingyin didn't pull it hard. It was just a light pinch, and the skin didn't even turn red.

Seeing her sister's rare active intimate touch, Lin Wanyu couldn't help but consciously move her face closer, wanting her sister to continue pinching her.

Qingyin tapped her nose, smiled, and walked away.

Before they had walked far, Wu Yong, who had seen the two sisters getting along so intimately, was so jealous that his heart began to beat fast. He wished he were Lin Wanyu now, so that he could be pinched by Qingyin's very thin and white hands. He promised that he would be better and more obedient than that Lin Wanyu!

Qingyin didn't notice the jealous look Wu Yong was giving her. With the help of bodyguards, Qingyin returned home safely and quickly.

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Because her true face was exposed at the play that day, Qingyin originally thought that her appearance would definitely be leaked. However, she never expected that she would stay at home for several days on purpose and would not hear any news at all.

However, Wu Yong, the second son of the general's mansion, came to Minister Lin's mansion every other day and pursued Qing Yin in a very open and eye-catching manner.

Qingyin also rejected the invitation from Mr. Wu Yong several times, which made the uninformed people outside think that Qingyin was tactless.

There were few interesting things among the common people in the capital. When people heard that this most extravagant and dissolute young man in the general's mansion in the capital fell in love with the young lady from the common people who had just returned from the Lin Mansion, they all became interested.

"Hey, have you heard that the second son of the general's mansion, Master Wu Yong, actually fell in love with the eldest daughter of Minister Lin's mansion?" At the street noodle stall, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard sitting at the table was stroking his beard and enthusiastically telling gossip to the people eating noodles around him.

Most of the people who come here to eat noodles are regular customers and generally know each other. When they heard the middle-aged man say this, some people were puzzled.

"Isn't it a beautiful story that the young master of the general's mansion falls in love with the eldest daughter of the minister's mansion?" asked the carpenter in a coat puzzled.

"No, no, no, this eldest lady of the Shangshu Mansion is different?" Looking at the puzzled carpenter, the middle-aged man who was speaking narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously.

The carpenter couldn't help asking again out of curiosity, and a circle of eager eyes gathered around him. The middle-aged man then said, "The eldest daughter of Minister Lin's mansion is not a lucky one. Do you know Mr. Lin Nanxu? He is a well-known figure, smart and outstanding..."

Others were suspicious and interrupted to ask, "Why are you talking about the relationship between Miss Lin and Master Wu Yong and Lin Nanxu?"

The middle-aged man paused, and looked at the man who interrupted with disdain, "Of course what I, Old Hu, say is relevant. If you want to listen, just listen carefully. Why are you in such a hurry? You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient!"