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After rejecting Lu Pingdan's repeated attempts to stay, Song Huaiqing left the general's residence after lunch.

Soon it was evening.

Just like the previous night, Song Huaiqing asked Wen Yu'er by name as soon as he arrived. In addition, he stuffed a lot of money into the madam's money, so the madam immediately agreed.

"You can find a way to go to the madam's room later. I asked Li Huaixian to come tonight, and you can use his name."

"I understand, Master."

After Song Huaiqing finished telling Xiao Fangchi, Wen Yuer came.

"Mr. Song, can the slave family come in?"

Wen Yuer asked outside the door.

Song Huaiqing glanced at Xiao Fangchi, who immediately understood and quickly withdrew.

Seeing this, Wen Yu'er came in.

"We haven't seen each other for a day. Why do you think Mr. Song has become more handsome?"

Wen Yu'er said as she swayed forward.

Song Huaiqing leaned on the couch and stared at Wen Yu'er for a moment.

"What happened to your face and feet?"

There were large bruises on her face, and even if she tried her best to hide them with rouge, she could still easily see them.

When I walk, my feet are a little awkward.

"Ah?" Wen Yu'er subconsciously made a sound, and after realizing it, she quickly covered her face with her hands, "No...it's okay, I accidentally fell and hit myself."

"Really?" Song Huaiqing's voice was so calm that there was no fluctuation. "If you don't tell the truth, then there is no need for me to help you."

Then he took out the jade pendant Lu Qu gave him.

Seeing the jade pendant, Wen Yu'er was stunned for two seconds, and then tears fell down in large numbers. She stretched out her hand to take the jade pendant, her whole body trembling.

"Lu Lang! It's Lu Lang's jade pendant!" Wen Yu'er cried so hard, "You're here to help me and Lu Lang, right?"

She looked straight at Song Huaiqing, her eyes full of hope.

For a long time, just when she thought she would not get an answer, Song Huaiqing said "Yeah".

Seeing this, Wen Yu'er became excited. She stepped forward to grab Song Huaiqing's hand and told her story like a dumpling.

"Ever since the incident between Lu Lang and I was discovered, my mother has basically not allowed me to see strangers. Last night, Mr. Song, you insisted on seeing me, and my mother asked me to find out your identity. That's why I had those probing words last night. I didn't get it. Useful news, naturally I was beaten by my mother again!

Young Master, you must save me! I can't stay here anymore, I will be beaten to death by my mother sooner or later!

Mom, she is simply a devil! The money we made basically fell into her hands. If we did something bad, we would be insulted at best, or beaten until we couldn't get out of bed for ten and a half days! You must save me! If I stay any longer, I will definitely die! "

Wen Yu'er's current state can even be described as crazy, crying with tears all over her face, crying and laughing again.

Song Huaiqing pulled out the grabbed hand without leaving a trace, and a red mark had been scratched on her fair wrist, which showed how excited Wen Yu'er was.

After about a cup of tea, Wen Yu'er finally calmed down.

She carefully wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, straightened her hair and clothes, and bowed to Song Huaiqing with some embarrassment, "Mr. Song was made to laugh."

It seemed that the emotional person just now was not her.

"Nothing." Song Huaiqing didn't care much and asked, "Did you and Lu Qu agree to elope together before?"

"Well." Wen Yu'er looked like she was thinking, "Lu Lang and I agreed to meet at the Jingshui Pavilion outside the city. But I didn't expect that my mother would watch me very strictly. There were guards watching me on weekdays, so I had no chance to leave the city. Lu Lang hasn’t come to see me for some days.”

As he spoke, he started crying again.

Song Huaiqing's head hurt from the fuss, and he didn't understand why both of them liked to cry so much.

If crying had helped, it wouldn't have brought him here.

After waiting for a while, Wen Yu'er stopped crying.

When she was about to speak, Song Huaiqing immediately interrupted: "Let's talk after we finish crying."

"I'm done crying." Wen Yu'er smiled sheepishly, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and joked, "Young Master Song looks extremely handsome, but he is so unsympathetic. I'm afraid many sisters will be sad for you in the future. "

Song Huaiqing disagreed with this.

His first task now is to break the illusion, and then quickly increase Xiao Fangchi's blackening value.

When the mission is completed, he can return to the real world, and nothing about Yingying Yanyan has anything to do with him.

"Tomorrow night I will send someone to replace you, and you pretend to be my servant. After leaving the Red Garden, just go to Jingshui Pavilion outside the city. I will notify Lu Qu in advance, and he will wait for you there. From now on, the mountains will be high and the water will be wide. No matter where you go."

Ignoring Wen Yuer's joke, Song Huaiqing expressed his thoughts.

"Okay! I would like to thank Mr. Song for your help." Wen Yu'er swept away her previous melancholy and looked extremely happy.

Suddenly, she thought of something again and became a little worried: "Who did the young master find? Is it reliable?"

"You shouldn't question your allies."

Song Huaiqing raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Yu'er, showing his composure without anger.

His choice was naturally Xiao Fangchi.

Xiao Fangchi's height is similar to Wen Yu'er's. Coupled with his long-term malnutrition, his figure is relatively petite compared to his peers. Wearing women's clothing should not be a big problem.

What's more, in this illusion, Xiao Fangchi is undoubtedly the person he trusts most.

"It's Yu'er who talks too much. Mr. Song, please don't blame me. Everything will go according to what Mr. Song said."

Seeing that Song Huaiqing was a little unhappy, Wen Yuer quickly apologized.

At this moment, she couldn't offend the person in front of her.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Song Huaiqing knew that it was Xiao Fangchi who was back.

"Let's come here tonight. If the madam asks, just tell me that I am Lord Li Huaixian's distant nephew. I just came here recently. I heard about the name of the oiran in the Red Garden by chance, so I wanted to come and see him."

Song Huaiqing was not afraid that the madam would know his true identity. Knowing his identity would make the madam relax her vigilance.

Anyway, this identity is fake.

If Wen Yu'er could do the job, he would be spared a beating.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Song!" Wen Yu'er's eyes lit up, and the joy on her face was beyond words.

With this information, the Madam should not embarrass her too much.

……

Song Huaiqing was wandering aimlessly on the street.

There were not many people on the street at this moment, and it was a bit deserted.

Suddenly, there was a fragrance in the air.

Song Huaiqing followed the scent and looked over.

Ahead is a stall selling wontons. The stall is probably about to close. The stall owner has cooked a bowl of wontons for himself and is about to eat them.

Song Huaiqing stepped forward quickly and said, "Uncle, please have two bowls of wontons."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Song Huaiqing found a seat and sat down. Seeing Xiao Fangchi still standing, he asked, "Aren't you going to sit down?"

Hearing this, Xiao Fangchi sat down.

The wontons will be ready in no time.

There are about ten pieces in a bowl, and they are sprinkled with chopped green onion, which makes people appetite.

After taking one bite, his whole body felt warm, but Song Huaiqing suddenly felt a sore nose.

His favorite thing to eat is wontons.

However, since his parents died in a car accident, he has never eaten wontons cooked by his mother.

No matter how many stores he visited and how much money he spent, he still couldn't get the taste he wanted.

Now in a fantasy world, at a small stall, I ate it.