Chapter 6 — Envelope of Salvation

I decided to shrink into the corner, pulling away the distance. The person opposite silently opened his eyes. The long, slender knuckles loosen the collar. After Doan Ngo, the weather was very hot. "You seem to understand Tong Lam very well?" He leaned his head against the wall of the car and looked at me with drooping eyes. From this angle, his sharp jawline is especially clear. I didn't understand what he meant, so I instinctively nodded. "Do you want to save him? I can..." I don't know if it's because my body is not strong, but Cui Nghien's voice was a bit hoarse. His teasing tone in the letter suddenly appeared in my mind. That's it. Sometimes near, sometimes far, vague and unclear. This guy is... referring to me? In a situation where there is still an engagement? My eyes involuntarily squinted slightly. This is the desired husband that On Manh Tinh brags about everywhere. My heart felt like it was being pricked by a needle. But very quickly, five, six, seven, or eight ways appeared in my mind to use this matter to trip up Wen Manh Tinh. While thinking, the carriage suddenly jolted. The shock was so strong that I fell forward and fell into Thoi Nghien's arms. Butt hurts a bit. "Lord Cui, please save me." I raised my head, tears in my eyes. "As long as I can save people, I can do anything." The distance was very close. At first he looked into my eyes, but while talking, his eyes gradually lowered. Stop by my lips. His eyes were both restrained and exposed, but without any change in color. Hmm, his nature is about to become impossible to hide, right? "That's not what I meant..." He closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them again. The tone was a bit angry. "For him, you can actually do this?" Cui Nghien suddenly sat up straight, collected the chaos just now, and restored himself to that terrifying judge of the underworld. I was stunned for a moment. He thought that in order to save people, I did not hesitate to sell my beauty. Funerals are very important, but not yet to that extent. The two teasing him purely stemmed from the old enmity with Wen Manh Tinh. Our silence is seen as tacit admission. Cui Nghien chuckled coldly, so angry that he burst out laughing. He closed his eyes, not paying attention to me anymore. Until the carriage stopped, he did not turn around and leave. The moment the car started, it was stopped again. Cui Nghien walked away, then turned around, put his hands on the car door, and stuck his head in. Fight directly with me. "I'm in charge of this matter." "Don't go find someone else."9. The next day, we bought Le Hoa wine. The good prison refused to let him in. It is said that Tong Lam has stopped visiting. I was worried about something happening, but the intermediary said everything was normal. We cannot interfere in official matters, we can only use more money. Luckily, the store opened smoothly, no need to withdraw a check from Giang Chau thousands of miles away. Everywhere in the capital city are mandarins and noble people. The best silk of Binh Chau, the best embroidery, can be sold at a high price. Customers came like clouds, the shop was dark and busy. I wore the most gorgeous clothes and makeup in the popular style, no longer looking like a humble person in the back yard of Wen Palace. But there are always people who want to kill us in that position. Most of the customers in the shop are young ladies, as long as there is a little gossip, it can be quickly spread. Two familiar-looking ladies whispered in their ears, but their volume was not low. "I heard that this landlady of Cam Tu Cac is a concubine from the Wen palace who ran away with her lover." "Being abandoned by her lover, and still having the face to open a shop, is truly shameless." "Oh, what a bad luck, suddenly this fabric is not very beautiful." Several stacks of brocade were flipped back and forth to choose. Finally, it hung tangled down on the corner of the table. Roll into a pile. A pointy-faced lady aimed at the most expensive Moonflower in the shop. A red-dyed fingernail accidentally brushed past, digging out a long scratch. A plate of Moon Flower Cam, from

From spinning silk to weaving and then finishing the product, it takes at least a month and a half. With just one lift of your hand, more than months of effort turns into foam. A few rumors, three years of perseverance were beaten into a stain. The girl saw that I was not working and was overwhelmed by the water. "What is that tattered thing, the quality is really poor, it hurts my hand." Someone was surprised: "Is this still called poor? You can't find any better material throughout the capital." Someone also heard that, quietly put down the things in their hands and left. That red hand wanted to reach out towards the expensive La Cam crystal next to it. I stopped him. "You damaged my goods, compensate." One piece for five taels. "Did you steal money? What fabric is five taels?" I persisted and said if I didn't compensate, I would report it to the mandarins. As soon as she heard the announcement, her face changed. "I didn't mean it. I'll give you two pieces of silver at the most, don't be unreasonable." I didn't accept the piece of silver she gave me, so I told Xiao Er to report to the officials. The girl panicked and asked her companion in a low voice: "Isn't it said that she has the weakest personality? What should I do now?" While struggling, On Manh Tinh just appeared, pretending to be surprised and covering her mouth. "What's going on?" The sharp-faced girl, as if seeing a savior, rushed forward. On Manh Tinh didn't even look at me, his face filled with guilt and he said to her: