The Powerful Eunuch and the Delicate Beauty

Chapter 118
Pei Jiyan felt Xiao Mocheng's pursuit, and the palm holding the sachet was a little hard, then turned around, facing Xiao Mocheng who was only a step away from him, and cupped his hands.

"I don't know Xiao Zuoxiang, what's the matter with chasing Jiyan?"

Seeing that Pei Jiyan didn't leave, Xiao Mocheng stopped panting slightly, and when he raised his head, his face was pink, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows under the moonlight seemed to be radiant.

Pei Jiyan put his hands on his chest almost subconsciously.

Xiao Mocheng, who was on the opposite side, looked at the young man with suppressed impatience in his eyes, and covered his chest with one hand, feeling strange inexplicably.

Didn't this Pei Jiyan treat him as a prodigal son?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Mocheng felt a chill, and turned positive.

"There is nothing else, it's just that I just saw your sachet, and it looks familiar, so I want to ask who gave you that sachet?"

Pei Jiyan looked at Xiao Mocheng who was in the palm of his hand while he was speaking, and replied with a frown.

"What does this have to do with Xiao Zuoxiang?"

"That sachet is your five..."

The two spoke almost at the same time, but Xiao Mocheng stopped before he finished speaking.

Because he recalled the sachet he saw just now, although it was not newly embroidered, it was not like his one, and the color had faded.

Therefore, even if the craftsmanship is similar, it is absolutely impossible to come from the same person.

Unless, she is not dead yet.

But how is this possible?Bitterness appeared at the corner of Xiao Mocheng's mouth, and he had no intention of asking any more questions.

"It has nothing to do with the truth, it's the truth that just became abrupt."

Looking at Xiao Mocheng who left after speaking, and Pei Jiyan who stayed where he was, his brows frowned even more, as if thinking of something, with his hand still covering his chest, he gently picked out a corner of the jade pendant inside, and rubbed it with his fingers Lightly tapped on top.

……

At this moment, Su Ruan in Yu Peili didn't notice Pei Jiyan's movements, her round almond eyes were staring at Xiao Mocheng who had gone away, thinking about that handsome face that was pink just now, and that point Cinnabar seal.

Su Ruan only felt her heart flutter.

If she hadn't remembered that the little skinny man was here, she really wanted to follow him.

Well, this is really not a nympho, I can only blame Xiao Zuoxiang for having a face that she couldn't stop being happy when she saw her.

……

Pei Jiyan saw that the jade pendant did not move at all, and his dark eyes were filled with a little bit of hostility. He suppressed the clamoring displeasure in his heart, put his finger on the jade pendant again, and tapped it lightly.

Su Ruan felt it this time, she reached out and knocked on the inner wall of the jade pendant, looking at Pei Jiyan who was smiling instantly above her head, she was a little puzzled.

What are you laughing at, little skinny man?
After coaxing her for so long, she has never seen the little skinny man smile so heartily.

So... thinking of Xiao Zuoxiang who was talking to the little skinny man just now.

Hehe, she looked at her face, she really didn't know what the two of them said, but the little thin man is smiling so happily now, it must be because he had a good conversation with Mr. Xiao Zuoxiang.

Oh, what a good-looking person, they are all destined!
……

Pei Jiyan, who had returned to Lanfengyuan, waited for the ghost to go back to Yu Peili to sleep, and then quietly left the room. He didn't know why, but suddenly thought of the purse he saw in Xiufang more than a year ago.

Under the moonlight, Pei Jiyan's eyes suddenly became deep. He stepped out of the fence, stopped at a casino, put the note he had prepared into the dark compartment in the casino, and then left quickly
He transferred this casino from Yangzhou more than half a year ago, and while depositing money for him, he also inquired about some news for him.

On the second day, just after nightfall, Pei Jiyan went to the alley not far from the gambling house, pulled out a stone brick, took out a dead leaf from it, and returned to Lanfeng Garden, and then used the candlelight to burn the leaf on it. The writing is clear.

Xiao Mocheng.

The purse was sent by Xiao Mocheng to be repaired?Pei Jiyan pressed his fingers hard, and the dead leaves in his palm turned into ashes and flowed out from between his fingers.

Su Ruan closed her eyes, poked her head in, and secretly saw that her little skinny man was still standing there in his previous clothes. He floated over wonderingly, pulled a piece of paper and asked.

"Little skinny man, didn't you say you wanted to take a bath?"

Pei Jiyan looked down at the note that appeared in front of him, and there was a dark tide in his eyes.

Why, he felt that the purse and the sachet in his arms were made by one person?

Recalling Xiao Mocheng's gaffe last night, Pei Jiyan can conclude that Xiao Mocheng must have felt the same way.

But his sachet was embroidered by spirits himself?And what about Xiao Mocheng's purse?

The handsome young man under the candlelight had a half-dark face, and Su Ruan was even more puzzled when she saw it. She stretched out her hand and tugged on the little thin man's cuff, and suddenly thought that Mrs. Qin Nanhou seemed to have come for dinner once.

She was a little tired at that time, so she didn't bother to pay attention to what Mrs. Qinanhou said. In short, she thought, it must be some words to win over the little skinny man.

This kind of talk, ever since the little skinny man returned to Qinanhou's mansion, she has heard a lot from Mrs. Qinanhou's.

Just looking at the little skinny man, he seemed displeased, so Su Ruan hurriedly asked.

"Did that Madam Qin Nanhou say something just now? Did it make you unhappy?"

Pei Jiyan looked at the note that floated in again. Mrs. Qin Nanhou on it reminded him of another thing.

The painting of beauties, Xiao Mocheng fought with his uncle because of his painting a few days ago.

A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in the boy's mind. That kind of thought made him feel as if something was blocked in his throat. After a while, he pretended to be innocent and opened his mouth.

"Aunt Su, didn't you tell me the day before yesterday that my eldest uncle was hurt by Xiao Zuoxiang, and it was for a picture of a beauty?"

Su Ruan was taken aback by Pei Jiyan's unreasonable answer, but she still answered as she said.

"Yeah, I also said that I feel that the delicate girl in the beauty picture should be the former Fifth Miss of the Qi Nanhou Mansion."

A string tensed up in Pei Jiyan's mind, with doubts on his face.

"Oh, since that painting is in Xiao Zuoxiang's hands, when did Aunt Su see it?"

Su Ruan froze on the spot when asked by these words, and after recovering, she grabbed her little hands.

The grimace was full of confusion, so how should she answer?

Could it be that she told the little skinny man directly, your Aunt Su saw that Xiao Zuoxiangsheng was good-looking, so she followed him all the way, and then got a glimpse of the beauty picture?

Huh... She doesn't want it, Su Ruan's room is in a mess, and she doesn't even notice the thoughtful eyes of the young man beside her.

Just when she was about to change the subject, she heard her little skinny man say something very considerately.

"Aunt Su, Ji Yan is confused, since the painting was at my uncle's before, Aunt Su must have seen it at that time."

Su Ruan immediately tugged at Pei Jiyan's sleeves, yes, yes, that's how it is.

Pei Jiyan lowered his eyes, looked at the arc of the cuff being pulled, and smiled coldly in his heart.

What a dishonest monster, so, has he really been to Xiao Mocheng's side?
(End of this chapter)