The next afternoon, at ten o'clock in the evening, she changed into tattered clothes, carried this baggage to Zhongyong Lane, and sat down in front of a house with a plaque of Wenfu.
She counted the time and realized that Wen Xu had not returned home by this time. She would look even more pitiful sitting at the door waiting for him in such a desolate manner.
"Bah, bah, bah..." The sound of horse hoofbeats came to mind in the alley, and Lin Qingxue knew that Wen Xu was back, so she hurriedly stood up.
Sure enough, they saw Wen Xu, wearing a silver armor, coming on horseback.
When Wen Xu arrived at the door of the house, he saw a ragged woman standing at the door of his house.
He said with a look of disgust: "Where did you come from, this beggar woman? Get out of here, don't dirty my house."
Lin Qingxue was scolded before she could speak. She took a deep breath, looked up at Wen Xu, and said with a trembling voice: "I am Vice General Wen."
"Who are you?" Wenxu didn't recognize her voice, and he didn't even bother to look at her face, a beggar woman.
Lin Qingxue was so angry that she was itching her teeth. When she was a young general under her father, she always supported her, but she never dared to talk to her like this.
"I, I am Qingxue!"
Qingxue? Wen Xu turned over and got off the horse. When he looked at Lin Qingxue's face, he shouted in shock. "Miss?" What's going on? Didn't the eldest lady die of illness? Why did she appear in front of him?
The doorway of home.
"Brother Wen..." Lin Qingxue's eyes turned red, and tears welled up in her eyes. She looked so aggrieved.
This shout of "Brother Wen" made Wenxu's heart twitch.
"Miss, it's really you, you, didn't you die of illness?"
"I..." Lin Qingxue pursed her lips and hesitated, with a look of fear on her face, as if she had thought of something terrible.
"Let's go in and talk first." Wen Xu knocked on the door, and after a while, the door was opened from the inside.
Wen Xu took Lin Qingxue's arm and walked in.
When the boy who opened the door saw this, he thought to himself: "Why did the master bring back a beggar woman?"
Wen Xu took Lin Qingxue into the main hall, told the maid to serve tea, sat on a chair, looked at Lin Qingxue and asked: "Miss, what is going on? How did you end up in such a situation?
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She is dressed like a beggar woman now, but she is still the aloof, beautiful and elegant young lady she was before.
Lin Qingxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands and choked: "It's a long story. Brother Wen, I heard that the general came back alive? Is it true?"
Wenxu nodded: "Is it true? Did that poisonous woman Shen hurt you?"
Mr. Shen told the public that the eldest lady had died of illness, but now the eldest lady appeared at his door in such a state of desolation, instead of returning directly to the general's mansion. If not she was harmed by Mr. Shen's poisonous woman, then what?
Lin Qingxue shed tears, covered her mouth with her hands and nodded.
"Sure enough." Wen Xu hammered the table hard, "When she announced to the public that you had died of illness, I felt there was something wrong. I thought she had killed you."
Lin Qingxue lowered her head and cried, her shoulders shaking as if she was crying very sadly. In fact, the corners of her mouth curled up. This Wen Xu was really easy to deceive. It seemed that she had not made a mistake in this step.