Chapter 8 Ali, please come back
"Fu Lang, I will cover all your clothes, shoes and socks in the future."
Mo Yu's words were filled with joy.
"You are considerate to me and are so beautiful. But it's much longer than the sick man named Qin." Fu Yu pretended to be helpless:
"But you know too. The reason why I am willing to promise my Master and Master's wife to marry their sick daughter is because I remembered the kindness of Master and the others to me. Otherwise, I would rather snatch my sword and commit suicide than promise the marriage they arranged for me!"
Qin Li, who was standing outside the woodshed, had a lot of contempt and resentment after listening to Fu Yu's words.
Everyone knows who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is surnamed Fu, don’t behave well if you get a bargain!
Qin Li raised his right foot, but when he touched the wooden door, he immediately put it down. It was not that he didn't have the courage to kick open the wooden door and rushed in and took the two bad guys into it.
I just regret that this sick and weak body is not powerful, and that I am in ancient times, I cannot be like when I was in the new world before, and I do not have to take into account any cumbersome etiquette.
If she rushed in like this, she would inevitably be framed by Fu and Mo Yu, and would say some rumors for no reason to affect her reputation.
Although Fu Yu had already arrived at her house and was still in the same room as Mo Yu, she still had to pay attention to the influence in these aspects.
Qin Li's resentful eyes stabbed at the wooden door of the woodshed, and she was thinking in her heart how to look closely at Mo Yu while finding some of the people from the Fu family who were hiding nearby.
If Fu Yu dares to come to her house to find Mo Yu, someone must be secretly guarding him. Otherwise, no matter how brave Fu Yu is, he will have to take into account his reputation.
Qin Li looked around and found no suspicious people coming. She was looking back at the wooden door, and a slight sound came from behind her.
She looked back alertly, but she had not seen anyone.
The person who dared to come to her house but did not dare to let her see their true face must be the people of the Fu family who followed Fu Yu. A cold light flashed in Qin Li's eyes, she squatted down, picked up a stone, and threw it in the direction of the sound.
The next moment, a white object flew towards Qin Li, impartially and was falling at her feet.
The conversation in the woodshed stopped abruptly!
Qin Li gritted her teeth and said that she just didn't want to be stared at by others, so she picked up stones to deal with them. But she didn't expect that the person who was watching her secretly was not someone brought by Fu.
If it weren't for this, people wouldn't have grasped the strength so well when throwing items at her, and it didn't hurt her at all.
But the slut in the room was too smart and immediately stopped hearing a sound outside.
Qin Li's eyes were full of doubts, wanting to know who was coming? Looking in the direction I had seen before again, a tall white figure came into his eyes.
The tall figure exudes the aura of a king who ruled the world, and is exactly the same as the white figure that appeared in her mind at this moment.
Not far away, the man in white standing with her back was her savior, the third young master.
Qin Li looked grateful, picked up the white items landing at her feet and carefully opened them. There was only one stone inside, the one she had smashed at him before.
The white silk squid wrapped in stone exudes a faint fragrance.
It was the fragrance emitted from the gorgeous clothes of the man in white that she remembered.
In this dynasty, many officials and nobles like to use spices, regardless of gender.
Qin Li silently put away the stones, and a graceful smile appeared on the corner of her lips. He held the silk squid and opened it, and used the veil, and walked step by step towards the man in white.
He had covered most of his face with a silk veil, walked up to him, bowed to him to show his gratitude, and did not be rude.
Just two steps away from the man, Qin Li saw the man suddenly turn around and look at her, with a hint of concern in her clear eyes.
Qin Li stood there, saluted respectfully to the man, lowered her head and untied the silk handkerchief covering her face, and handed it to the man with both hands.
It should be more than just a coincidence that she was destined to meet her life-savior today. Because she heard Qinghe say that in recent days, both her life-saviors, masters and apprentices, have come to their homes.
Perhaps her father helped the men, and they came to thank her father.
Qin Li lowered her head and handed the silk parcel, but she couldn't help feeling embarrassed before the man took the silk parcel. But she knew very well that she could not speak out at this special moment.
I had to use gestures to signal to the man: Please accept your silk parfait.
The man's extremely soft voice came from his ears:
"Ali, it's windy outside, please go back."
When Qin Li heard the word "Ali", she couldn't help but look up and looked at the man in white with a surprised look. She wanted to ask him: How could you know my name?
The man spoke the imperial city's official language, with white skin as snowy as it was, and he was extremely beautiful. He was also looking at her, and there was a hint of warm light in his black jade-like eyes.
In the memory left to her by the original owner, the savior's appearance was so handsome, and his voice was as low and magnetic as the man's voice.
But when he asked the original owner what he said, he asked very briefly. His eyes were just looking at the stranger's eyes, but it was not so warm.
This was said to her by the life-saving benefactor. At this time, she seemed to have taken a reassurance and breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Li covered her face with a silk handkerchief and bowed to the man to show her gratitude.
A hint of undetectable smile streaked in the man's eyes and pointed his hand at a man in black not far away.
Qin Li looked back and realized that the man in black who was standing near the abandoned woodshed was nothing but her father.
When she saw it, she caught a glimpse of her father's gaze looking at her, with a harsh look. She was embarrassed for a moment and hurriedly gave a blessing to the man, then hurried back to the bedroom.
As soon as he returned to the room, Qin Li lifted the curtain and saw Qinghe, wanting to tell Qinghe about her meeting her savior.
Qinghe, who was lying on the bed, quickly told her softly when she saw Qin Li, "Miss, it's a good thing that you're back. Otherwise, if the wife comes to see you again, it will be difficult for me."
Qin Li smiled sneered, "I've just been out for a while, and you're afraid of my mother, and you're afraid of becoming like this. If I go out for most of the day, wouldn't you be scared by my mother?"
When Qinghe heard this, she hurriedly explained:
"Miss, you don't know. After you left the room, the lady had been here four times in less than half an hour. Every time she came over, she would shout 'Li'. I kept silent, but I was just afraid, afraid that the lady would lift the curtain to see me..."
After Qinghe said that, she got out of bed, exchanged clothes with Qin Li before pouring a cup of tea for Qin Li.
Chapter completed!