Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6830 Fairness
"I can't see any flaws, I just feel something is wrong in a certain way." Mu Wanrou shook her head.

"What aspect?" Boyanle asked curiously.

"When I first saw me, your eyes were not right. Generally, any normal man would not look at me so calmly, and would be touched to some extent, but you were really not touched." Wanrou smiled slightly.

Ever since her body grew, she has gradually discovered that she has an extraordinary charm for men. As long as she is a normal person, it is difficult to ignore her existence.

For so many years, as she got older, this charm has not diminished but has grown more and more.

Even those men who can't control their hearts will do extremely crazy things the moment they see her.

"Can't it be that my self-control ability is very strong? Do I have to be interested in you?" Boyanle asked with interest.

"Of course there is this possibility, but it is extremely unlikely. I don't believe that those extremely unlikely things will happen to me... When I was very young, I understood one thing. There are no miracles in this world. For every seemingly sweet gift of fate, the corresponding pain has already been prepared behind it." Mu Wanrou said lightly.

"Don't forget, on the Savage Ridge of the hunting ground, the appearance of groups of prairie condors, isn't it a miracle?"

"In my opinion, they are not miracles. There must be a reason for the appearance of the Prairie Condor. I think it has a lot to do with you. There are also people who are leading the arrangement behind it."

"It's good that you only believe in yourself, at least it's not easy to be tricked by others, but sometimes, you have very few friends." Boyanle picked up the water on the small table and took a sip.

"Maybe that's the price."

After all, Mu Wanrou half-closed her eyes, planning to take some time to rest before arriving at Qianji City.

"In Qianji City, we will take a short rest. Zoya's destination is Sixiang City, and your destination is the capital. When we arrive in the capital, someone will meet us." Boyan said cheerfully.

"Well, good." Mu Wanrou opened her eyes and responded, then closed her eyes again, closed her eyes and rested.

……

Beijing.

Cuiyun lives inside.

Ziyan and Xingyun are sitting in a box.

Exquisite pastries and food are placed on the table, as well as two bottles of wine. From the position of the window, the babbling of opera can be heard.

The one who is singing at this moment is Qiaoyun, the headliner of Cuiyunju.

Miss Qiaoyun sang a piece of the drama "White Snake", which has been very popular in Beijing recently.

This "White Snake" is about the place in the south of the Yangtze River, where the snake demon who practiced for thousands of years turned into a beautiful woman Bai Suzhen, who came to the world to repay her kindness, and met Xu Xian, who had a long-cherished wish in her previous life, and deduced a story.

Those spectators listening to the tune, hearing the melodious tune and tragic story, some people are already wiping their tears.

"Are we going to keep listening? Are we really going to ignore it?" Xingyun took a sip of wine and another sip of food.

"It doesn't matter." Zi Yan only said two words.

"Okay, you have the final say." Xingyun accompanied her out this time, without even understanding Ziyan's whole plan.

The only thing I know is that a villain might come here to make trouble today.

It's just that I ate and drank for a while and listened to the music, but I haven't seen the villain come out yet.

After finally seeing the villain enter the door, Zi Yan said he didn't care...

Well, he had no choice but to let go of his doubts and look out the window.

The one who broke in from the outside was a young man wearing brocade clothes. At first glance, he looked like a wealthy family. The fabrics from top to bottom of his body were all refined, and his face was even smeared with powder.

"Young Master Feng is here."

The dog leg who opened the way ahead entered the arena first, and just yelled, and the whole arena was in chaos in an instant.

"What? Mr. Feng is here again today?"

"Hurry up. A few days ago, Mr. Feng smashed the head of the old Ning's man, and he still hasn't woken up. We can't touch this bad luck."

"Yeah, without further ado, let's go through the back door."

"Today, shouldn't Mr. Feng be studying in the academy? Why did he run out again? It's really bad luck."

A group of people chattered and ran in all directions.

After Mr. Feng walked in from the outside, all the people on the first floor of the venue had run away, only the people in the boxes on the second floor remained.

Of course, Mr. Feng's target is not those people in the box.

Mr. Feng looked up, and happened to see the woman sitting on the table.

The woman with the pipa in her arms was pale, her eyes were full of fear, but she looked a little pitiful.

"Little beauty, you came out because you thought your master wasn't here? Didn't you say you were sick?" Mr. Feng opened the folding fan in his hand, with a sinister smile on his face.

"Young master, let me go, let me go."

The woman on the stage sat slumped on a chair, her body was already stiff and she dared not move.

In the box, there was already a trace of pity in Xingyun's eyes.

"Miss Qiaoyun, you have been targeted by the evil young master. There are still such evil young masters in the capital?"

"There are so many that I can't even count them." Zi Yan said lightly.

"What do young masters think? If you want a girl, don't you just spend money? Why do you have to force it?" Xingyun has always been confused about this matter. He has also seen some young masters who have similar problems.

"How can Zi Feiyu know the joy of fish?" Zi Yan said.

"That's right, why do I want to know what they think? They violated the law, just arrest them." Xingyun stretched out his palm and slashed diagonally in the air.

"Don't worry about it, let's take a look. I have arranged people to protect Qiaoyun's safety." Ziyan said.

"I knew you would arrange it properly. If that's the case, I'll watch the fun." Xingyun picked up a peanut with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth, then stared out the window to watch the fun.

At this time, Mr. Feng stepped onto the high platform and came to Qiao Yun's side step by step.

He walked lightly, but every time he stepped on the floor, it felt like a knock on Qiaoyun's heart.

"Mr. Feng, give me some face, and I will let you have fun someday."

The shopkeeper of Cuiyunju hurriedly stood up from behind, holding a piece of silver in his hand.

"Do you think this son looks like someone short of money?"

"I come from a scholarly family, how can I do things like bullying? What I want is fairness, fairness, and fairness."

"The real money has been negotiated, and Qiaoyun should belong to my son, so why do you push back and refuse to fulfill it, and even lie to me, saying that you can't go out if you are sick, isn't this coming out to sing?"

Mr. Feng snorted coldly, drew back the folding fan, and tapped on the palm of the other hand with a snap.

"Who do you think I am?"

"Today, Qiaoyun must be taken away, there is no need to discuss it."

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man, with a smile on his face, he said: "My lord, calm down first... How dare we lie to you, Miss Qiaoyun is really sick."

(End of this chapter)