Doesn’t he want a wife anymore?!
Even though Fu Zhen always hinted that the person she hated the most was Xu Yin, she never gave He Qunying, this beast who kills his wife, a good comnt either.
A grown man resorting to violence against his own wife and beating her to death, what kind of good person could he be?
Pei Zhan hasn’t even made it to Fu Zhen’s bed yet, and he dares to call for an actor!
Brother Xuan even said he wouldn’t get anywhere in ten years, and at this rate, he might never rise up in his whole life!
Yang Tong couldn’t hold back: "Young Madam, let go in and have a look!"
"Hold on!"
Fu Zhen grabbed him, her almond eyes narrowing: "Go find a set of clothes, I want to see for myself how the General drinks and listens to music!"
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In her own territory, disguising as a servant is no trouble at all. Fu Zhen may struggle to disguise as a man, but dressing up as a woman serving wine is no problem!
The middle-aged woman’s hair was tied up, her head wrapped in a gray scarf, all makeup wiped off her face, as plain as could be. Once she switched into coarse clothing, who could recognize her?
In the side room, soone called, "Where is the wine?"
Fu Zhen entered with a tray, "The wine is here!"
As she lifted her eyes upon entering, she surveyed the room. Pei Zhan and He Qunying sat facing each other beside an Eight Immortals table in the middle. There were already tea snacks laid out, and the newly brought dishes were being set on another round table.
Two actors who just entered began bowing to the pair.
They indeed make a living from this; their slim figures bowed gracefully, as delicate as a spring willow.
After bowing, they began to play their instrunts.
He Qunying asked Pei Zhan, "What do you think of their music?"
Pei Zhan withdrew his gaze from the wine-serving woman and suddenly relaxed his tense face. He raised his eyebrow and said, "I don’t understand these things, but I trust your judgent."
He Qunying chuckled softly, "What judgnt do I have? I don’t often visit such places. But I’ve learned a few tricks from them."
Then he gestured to his house servants, "If General Pei has no objections, let them stay."
The actors blushed imdiately upon hearing this, and they both bowed gracefully towards Pei Zhan, "We thank General Pei for your kindness."
He Qunying laughed, "Look at that, they cater to their audience. You’re better looking than , so even their bow to you is more attractive."
The actors blushed even more.
He Qunying said, "Alright. General Pei is not like those worthless people you’ve seen before, just play your music well."
After that, he picked up the wine pot Fu Zhen handed him and poured a cup for Pei Zhan.
Fu Zhen was not foolish enough to linger in front of them, risking being noticed. After delivering the wine pot, she stood outside the curtain, listening intently to the voices within.
"I don’t understand the music, so why don’t you tell why you brought here today?"
Pei Zhan lifted his cup and subtly sniffed the residual scent of rouge on the rim.
He rembered that this scent was rare on Liang Ning, as she’d been ridiculed by so-called ladies of great families, she couldn’t be bothered with it afterward.
The old Fu Zhen was a proper young lady, naturally skilled with costics, so she mastered them with ease now.
This rouge had a hint of lotus scent, which she apparently liked. He wondered if there were any lotus-scented powders in the palace?
"If I didn’t coax you, how would you give the honor?" He Qunying said, "I am a few years older than you. Though we did not play together as children, I was indeed familiar with your brother. Now that your brother is gone, I still regard you as a brother.
"It’s just that you’ve grown distant from us in the He Family. I know I’m unworthy, but today I dare to ask you for sothing."
Pei Zhan said, "Our families are not divided, if I can accomplish sothing, how could it be difficult for you? If Uncle He heard this, he might not be happy."
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