Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 194: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

After Luochuan left the inn, he saw the bustling streets of Qianzhou and expressed his liking for it.

However, this joy was soon drowned out by the crowds on the street.

Luochuan frowned, carefully trying to avoid being touched.

Why didn’t Song Yuesheng tell him that there were so many people here?

Suddenly, a clear shout caught his attention: "These pottery glazes were purchased from Kyoto, thousands of miles away. The princes and nobles in Kyoto love them very much. Why don't you take a look?"

Luochuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the vendor's stall was filled with all kinds of exquisite glazed pottery products, among which a black-glazed bottle was particularly eye-catching.

Luo Chuan's heart moved, and he walked forward to take a closer look.

The black-glazed bottle has a deep color and a mirror-like surface.

However, just as he was about to leave, the vendor suddenly came over.

His face was full of smiles, and he introduced enthusiastically: "Sir, you have good taste, this black glaze bottle is five taels of silver...

The moment the vendor walked towards him, Luo Chuan suddenly stepped back and yelled at him: "Don't touch me!"

The vendors at the stall were used to dealing with all kinds of picky customers, but this was the first time they encountered such a grumpy and inviolable young man.

He didn't plan to do business in Luochuan anymore, and made a gesture to leave: "If you don't have money, please put down the black glaze bottle and don't delay my business."

Luochuan's eyes moved slightly, and a black dagger emerged like a ghost, pointing directly at the vendor's eyebrows.

The vendor seemed not to see it and his expression remained impatient.

Suddenly, Luochuan caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Luo Chuan loosened his fingers, and the illusory dagger disappeared. He raised his chin and motioned to the vendor to go and see: "She and I are together. If you want money, go to her."

The vendor at the stall looked over and saw a girl in red carrying a medicine bag coming out of the medicine chamber.

His attitude changed drastically, and he said to Luo Chuan with a smile: "So you are Miss Song's friend. No problem, sir, I will pack it for you right away."

"Is she very famous in your place?" Luo Chuan wondered.

"Of course, everyone in Qianzhou knows that Mr. Song, the richest businessman, has a daughter who is both talented and beautiful!"

The peddler wanted to hand it to Luochuan himself, but then he thought of his strange temper just now, so he put the best porcelain bottle aside and motioned for him to take it himself.

Luo Chuan snorted in disapproval.

Talented and beautiful?

He agreed that Song Yuesheng was pretty, but her talent was far from hers.

Relying on the fact that he was the owner of the Qingai Umbrella, he showed off his power to him.

The richest businessman?

Ah.

He chose to take down the title of the richest businessman.

At the same time, in front of Jun Mansion.

Just as Song Yuesheng was about to speak, the servant at the door smiled and said, "If Miss Jing knew that Miss Sheng was here to visit, she would be very happy."

She was slightly surprised: "Can you tell the difference?"

"Miss Jing once told us that she likes green clothes the most, so she was able to recognize it." After that, the servant lightly stepped into the main door of the Jun Mansion, turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, and said to Song Yuesheng, "Miss Sheng, please."

Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes and followed the servant into the Jun Mansion.

Due to his status, the servant was not allowed to go deep into the inner courtyard, so he could only escort Song Yuesheng to a place a hundred meters in front of the Xiang Garden. He bowed and quietly withdrew.

Suddenly, a shrill cry broke the sky.

Jing Qiudie?

Song Yuesheng didn't hesitate and walked quickly towards Xiangyuan.

A little maid who was carrying water saw Song Yuesheng and asked in surprise, "Sheng, Miss Sheng?"

Song Yuesheng glanced at the unfamiliar maid in front of him and nodded slightly as a response.

She walked around the little maid and hurried towards Jing Qiudie's bedroom.

When I stepped into the bedroom, Jing Qiudie was lying quietly on the bed, her head slightly lowered, her face looking a little pale because of the pain.

A man in gray clothes was carefully holding her legs and trying to straighten them. Although his movements were cautious, his deep eyes revealed an unquestionable concentration.

Xi Que stood aside, her eyes fixed on the man's every move, fearing that he would do anything that would be detrimental to Jing Qiudie.

Sensing someone breaking in, Xia Fangzhi turned around instantly, and his sharp gaze disappeared after seeing Song Yuesheng.

He nodded at her: "Miss Song."

Jing Qiudie and Xi Que also looked in the direction of the sight, and expressions of surprise suddenly appeared on their faces.

"You're back, Sister Yue?" Qiu Die's voice was filled with joy. "I thought you wouldn't come back."

"I didn't plan to come back at first." Song Yuesheng put the medicine he bought on the table, walked over, looked at her and smiled, "But then I remembered that I haven't given you the bamboo sword yet. And Orange Xiaopang, it's too pitiful for a cat to eat food from many families every day, so I came back."

The magpie said, "Miss Sheng, don't worry about it. After you left, she has been keeping the orange cat in the yard."

Song Yuesheng was stunned.

She didn't expect that Jing Qiudie raised Ju Xiaopang in the Jun Mansion.

"By the way, Sister Yue, when did you come back?" Jing Qiudie changed into a comfortable position and leaned against the bed.

"About half an hour ago. I just got back to Qianzhou and heard that you broke your leg in a horse riding competition with Miss Song. Little Butterfly, did you make a bet with her that you must win? How can you fall off a horse while riding?"

As Song Yuesheng spoke, he shifted his gaze to Jing Qiudie's legs.

With Xia Fangzhi around, Jing Qiudie's leg will heal soon.

"It's all because of Song Zhiyan! It's ok that she usually pesters Brother Yan, but what's even worse is that she shamelessly pesters Brother Yan and Shopkeeper Feng! Sister Yue, tell me, is there any woman in the world who is as pestering as she is!"

Jing Qiudie's voice became sharper and sharper. She was so angry that her throat started to itch involuntarily and she coughed continuously.

Seeing this, Xia Fangzhi patted her shoulder, with a hint of helplessness and concern in his tone: "Ms. Jing, I have repeatedly told you not to get too excited, how come you forgot in the blink of an eye?"

"What do you think I care?" Jing Qiudie glared at him and retorted angrily.

Song Yuesheng looked at the scene in front of him, didn't say anything to stop it, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips involuntarily.

Love.

Jing Qiudie caught a glimpse of Song Yuesheng's smiling face and frowned in dissatisfaction: "Huh? Sister Yue, are you also making fun of me for not winning against Song Zhiyan?"

"Ms. Sheng is your master, how could she make fun of Miss Jing?"

A voice with a hint of laughter slowly approached along with the sound of footsteps.

Song Yuesheng turned his head and saw Jun Yu and Song Zhiyan walking in together.

She opened her red lips and smiled at Song Zhiyan: "You're right. I was laughing at you just now."

Then, she saw Song Zhiyan’s expression froze for a moment.

She pretended not to notice and continued in her usual relaxed tone: "I heard before that Miss Song never knew how to ride a horse, but I didn't expect you were hiding your abilities. I'm so shocked that you're so good at hiding your abilities! I wonder what other abilities Miss Song has that she hasn't told others about? Let's feast our eyes on her."

"Sweet talk." Jun Yu spat out four words coldly.

Song Yuesheng smiled, and the folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish", half covering his face: "People love to hear nice words, and what I said is the truth, how can Master Jun say that I am sweet-talking."

"sophistry."

The next moment, Song Yuesheng walked in front of Jun Yu and hooked his chin with the fan.

"You..." Jun Yu opened his mouth, his voice trembling slightly and a blush crept up his ears.

Song Yuesheng tilted her head slightly, her bright eyes shining: "Even if I'm a ghost, I'm still a beautiful ghost. Young master, don't get entangled~"

There was a hint of joking in the voice, but it also contained some unspeakable meaning, which made the atmosphere around them suddenly freeze.

Song Zhiyan next to him widened his eyes unconsciously.

There are so many people in the room, but Song Yuesheng doesn't care?

The demon is indeed a demon.

It's just a trick to confuse people.

"Sister Yue, Jun Yu is the male lead, can we tease someone else instead?"

"I'll try my best."

Song Yuesheng did want to ruin the heroine's chance, but that was different from her being unable to resist teasing Jun Yu.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyan's voice came from my ear.

"Miss Sheng, not everyone is like the people in Qinlou and Chuguan who allow you to tease them."

Jun Yu's face changed, and all the charming thoughts disappeared.

Yes.

How could he forget that she might have done this kind of intimate behavior to others several times.

Song Yuesheng put away the fan neatly, and looked her up and down with a smile on his face: "How do you know how I teased them? Miss Song, have you been there?"

"I haven't been there." Song Zhiyan quickly denied, "But Miss Sheng, the way you flirted just now shows that you have done it countless times with other men, so you are so skilled."

Song Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Miss Song, there are so many books about love in the bookstore, not to mention some banned books. I am very smart, I can understand them just by taking a quick look."

She half-closed her eyes and continued, "As for you, you will be sent to jail for a month or two if you spread rumors to others. Do you need to go to the prefectural government? It's not far away anyway."

When Song Zhiyan heard this, her fingers unconsciously clasped the corners of her clothes.

She said that Song Yuesheng went to Qinlou and Chuguan just to force Song Yuesheng to admit that his private life was chaotic.

If we go to the government office, we will find out that she is lying.

However, just as she was thinking about how to deal with this sudden change, a man's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, with a hint of teasing and unruly in his voice.

"Song Yuesheng, your doomsday has come. I have two pieces of bad news for you."

Song Zhiyan smiled again. She looked at Song Yuesheng, unable to hide the smug look in her eyes.

"Miss Sheng, aren't you going to the government office? Then call the young man outside and go with you."