Look at the master before you beat a dog
"Impossible?"
Yes, impossible. This tassel was a gift from Ji Pei.
She remembered that there were indeed two tassels, but they were tied together. Ji Pei took one of them and gave it to her.
But Ji Pei was already dead. How could there be another one that looked exactly like him?
Li Shiyan was surprised by her affirmative answer, but he still replied with a sincere face: "I don't need to lie. This tassel, I have indeed seen an identical one. Unless, you stole it from him? But that's not right either. Before I came to the Chinese plains, I saw him holding this thing in his hands. Besides, he has never been to the Chinese plains before. "
A woman's sensitive nerves would always tense up in an instant.
Ji Yunshu nervously asked, "What's the name of the person you're talking about?"
"Su Ziluo."
"Su Ziluo?" Ji Yunshu softly repeated, somewhat disappointed.
Perhaps, she was overthinking things. How could it be Ji Pei?
Ji Pei was indeed dead!
As for the tassel that was exactly the same, could it be just a coincidence?
"What? Do you know him? "Li Shiyan asked.
"I don't know him!"
She shook her head.
As she replied, she snatched the tassel from Li Shiyan's finger.
"Then you two are really fated. One is from the Central Plains, and the other is from Qujiang. Even your personal belongings are the same." After saying that, Li Shiyan curiously looked at her and asked, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"
"What should I be surprised about?"
"I'm not from the Chinese plains! Shouldn't you be surprised? "
Ji Yunshu wiped the pearl hanging on the tassel in her hand and put it away in her sleeve. Then, she raised her eyes and looked at Li Shiyan.
"From the first time I saw you, I already knew that you are not from the Central Plains. I can also roughly guess that you are from Qujiang."
"You know?" Li Shiyan became more and more curious. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "How did you know? Is it written on my face? "
"That's not it. Although you're dressed like a person from the Central Plains, the silver buttons on your hairpin and the boots you're wearing are enough to prove that you're not from the Central Plains at all."
As Li Shiyan listened to her, he reached out to touch the silver buckle on his hair bun. He then lowered his head to look at the boots on his feet.
As expected, he didn't even notice these small details.
The silver buttons on the Central Plains people's hairpins could not possibly be Zang Zang. The thin and flat boots were also completely different from the thick-soled flat feet of the Central Plains people.
"Shu 'er, you are so smart." He grinned and praised her.
"My name is Ji Yunshu. Young Master Li, please call me Miss Ji."
"Shu 'er sounds nice."
"But I'm not used to it."
"But that's what Young Master Wei calls you," Li Shiyan jabbered on.
Ji Yunshu lowered her eyes. "He's different from you."
Different?
What was different?
Li Shiyan narrowed his eyes and asked, "That fool, could he really be your future husband?"
"He's not a fool." Ji Yunshu's tone became more serious as she glared at him. Now that the tassel was back, she was in no mood to explain it to him. She stood up and said, "Young Master Li, I am very grateful to you for what happened in Liang Mountain. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you. I still have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Li Shiyan quickly stood up and stopped her.
"This young master doesn't need your repayment. I just want you to stay and have a meal with me. Don't you have time for that?"
"Many thanks for Young Master Li's hospitality, but the missing girls case is urgent. I really don't have the time."
"It won't take up too much of your time."
He wanted to reach out his hand to pull Ji Yunshu, but she took a step back with a gloomy expression.
"I hope Young Master Li can understand." After she finished speaking, she walked around him and prepared to go downstairs. But after taking two steps, she stopped and looked at him with a warning tone.
"I believe Young Master Li is well aware that the war between the Great Lin and Qujiang is imminent and the relationship between the two countries is very tense. If Prince Rong were to find out that Young Master Li is from Qujiang, it would inevitably lead to a misunderstanding. At that time, the lightest punishment would be to send you back to Qujiang.
Li Shiyan's expression froze!
He hadn't thought about this before!
He had snuck out while Qujiang was at war with the Great Lin. His father, the Marquis, probably didn't know that he had come to the Great Lin.
Otherwise, he would have been tied up and brought back to Qujiang.
While he was deep in thought, Xiao Luzi nudged him and said, "Young Master, Miss Ji has left."
"What?"
By the time he regained his wits, Ji Yunshu was nowhere to be seen.
He sighed and rolled his eyes at Xiao Luzi. A moment later, he asked him in a mocking tone.
"Didn't Shu 'er just say that if Prince Rong finds out that this young master is from Qujiang, blood will be spilled?"
Xiao Luzi nodded blankly. "That's what Miss Ji said."
He chuckled. "In any case, this young master is still the heir of Marquis Kangding. Before beating a dog, you should look at its owner."
"Young Master, aren't you calling yourself a dog by saying that?"
"What did you say?"
"This lowly one said …"
Slap!
Without a doubt, Xiao Luzi's head was ruthlessly slapped by Li Shiyan again.
"You dare to call this young master a dog? Are you tired of living?"
"It wasn't this lowly one who said it, it was … Young Master, you said it yourself.
Xiao Luzi didn't dare to finish his sentence, fearing that his head would be slapped again. He even retreated a few steps.
Li Shiyan angrily rebuked him and fiercely grabbed him.
…
At this moment, Ji Yunshu had just arrived downstairs when she heard a shrill female voice coming from below.
She saw a woman dressed in a pink gown with gold and silver jewelry. She seemed to be the young miss of an influential family.
She sat in a small cubicle on the first floor and swept all the dishes on the table to the floor.
A series of crackling sounds could be heard.
"Is your restaurant unable to afford to invite people to sing? You actually invited this kind of person? "As she spoke, she pointed at Mei Xiang 'er, who was singing on the stage.
Mei Xiang 'er lowered her head and leaned toward the old man beside her.
The old man pulled her hand and looked at her with a distressed expression. He nervously glanced at the furious female guest.
The innkeeper quickly came over and apologized. "Miss, I'm really sorry. If you don't like this song, I can have her sing something else."
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