Transmigrated into the body of the vicious first wife of a fallen prime minister

The news of Qi He's fright reached Qi Zheng's ears within two days.

Upon receiving the news, Qi Zheng rushed back from Lin'an Prefecture, thoroughly berating all the managers and guards at Qianjin Tower.

Qi He peeked out through the crack in the door and saw a dark mass of people standing there. The one in the lead had his head down and his face was ashen; he looked like the head steward.

isn't it?

Qi He never expected that a mere fright during a thunderstorm would implicate so many people.

After scolding all the guards and servants of Qianjinlou and even the night patrolmen at the street corner, Qi Zheng turned around and put on a gentle and steady smile before coming to Qi He's bedside.

The speed at which he changed his expression was truly exceptional.

"How are you feeling, Xiaohe? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Qi Zheng's concerned expression seemed genuine.

Qi He was stunned.

She was the one who was frightened by the lightning, not the roof of Qianjin Building that collapsed!

Bro, wake up, bro! I just had a nightmare!

"I'm fine," Qi He said, a little embarrassed.

"It's all my fault, brother," Qi Zheng said. "I should have rushed back to check on you that night. Were you frightened?"

Okay, I was definitely a little scared.

But I was definitely scared by the male lead, not by the thunder.

"No..." Qi He began to deny.

The dignified second young lady of the Qi family was frightened by thunder at night; what kind of talk would that be if word got out?

She was a woman of principle, no, a heroine!

Before he could speak, Qi Zheng sighed again, "It's my fault for not coming back in time. Xiao He, don't be angry with me. Didn't you take a fancy to that ruby ​​headdress from Yun Jin Zhai the other day? I've already had someone place an order for it, and it will be delivered to you in a couple of days."

Hmm, I think I did say that thing was nice.

But that ruby ​​headdress must be worth at least 100,000 taels of silver, right?

It's ridiculously expensive; it's said to have come from the sea, and even the palace probably doesn't have that.

Bro, even if you dare to give it to me, I wouldn't dare to wear it!

"I heard you say that you had a quarrel with that girl from the Chu family at the flower viewing banquet. I blame you for not finding something rarer for you to outshine her. A few days ago, I found an Eastern pearl in the south. It's the size of a pigeon egg, and it's flawless and lustrous. It's even more precious than the blood coral from the Chu family."

Oh, a pearl the size of a pigeon's egg, that's a priceless treasure!

"Brother!" Qi He's eyes reddened, and she choked back a sob. "I was almost scared to death that night!!"

What's the point of pride and saving face?

It's normal to be startled by thunder; a female knight-errant should be startled by thunder!

"Seriously, that was terrifying."

Qi He covered her face and pretended to cry.

Rich people are truly terrifying.

So, as soon as Shang Jue pushed open the door, he saw Qi He with red eyes, acting coquettishly with her brother.

Today she wore a light purple coat, revealing a section of her slender, snow-white neck, and complained pitifully.

Her hair, styled by a maid for a full hour, was exquisitely made, from the jade hairpin in her hair to the embroidered shoes on her feet.

Qi He rarely appears like this in front of outsiders.

Her parents died early, and she was practically raised by Qi Zheng. As a result, she was extremely dependent on her elder brother and therefore quite unruly.

When Shang Jue suddenly saw her so weak and listless, his hand on the doorknob paused slightly.

"Second sister is so lucky." Qi Lanlan suddenly appeared behind him, looking somewhat tired.

Shang Jue glanced at her.

Qi Lanlan sighed and said, "It's been like this since she was little. The slightest thing will cause the whole family to revolve around her. This time, my eldest brother abandoned a big business deal worth tens of thousands of taels of silver in Lin'an Prefecture in order to rush back to see her. Even the other marquises have their opinions."

"Me? I'm in an even worse situation," she said, half-jokingly. "I've always been in charge of Qianjinlou's affairs. My brother gave me a real dressing down. I haven't slept a wink since the incident last night."

Her ability to manage Qianjinlou is not because Qi Zheng thinks highly of her.

This was a truly arduous task. Everyone in Qianjinlou had to revolve around Qi He. If they did well, it was expected; if they didn't, they would be scolded.

Shang Jue did not reply, but his expression darkened.

"I was often bullied by my second older sister when I was little. She's always had a bad temper." Qi Lanlan said this with a hint of barely perceptible resentment, but she quickly realized her mistake and tentatively asked Shang Jue, "How have you been lately...?"

"Mm," Shang Jue replied.

Qi Lanlan considered for a moment, then said gently, "That's just how my second sister is. Don't take it to heart. If I had a temper like hers, probably no one would dare to mess with me."

Shang Jue's voice was cold: "You're not like her."

Qi Lanlan's heart tightened when she heard Shang Jue say, "Your temper is much better than hers."

Hearing this, her heart pounded.

She was indeed special in Shang Jue's heart.

......

The ill-tempered Miss Qi celebrated the departure of her God of Wealth with gongs and drums.

As the God of Wealth was leaving, he casually mentioned, "You mentioned last time that you really liked Shu brocade?"

Oh, that Shu brocade worth a fortune?

She used it to put on the male lead's head last night.

"I've already had so many clothes made for me using Shu brocade, I can't even wear them all." Qi He hurriedly pushed Qi Zheng out, afraid that her older brother would say he would take over all the weaving workshops in Sichuan.

When they arrived at the entrance of Qianjinlou, they saw Qi Lanlan standing next to the carriage.

Ever since being brainwashed by Granny Wang's book "The Pretty Sister-in-Law Steals Her Brother-in-Law," Qi He now sees Qi Lanlan from a completely new perspective.

It turns out he wasn't the male lead's confidante; he was actually the male lead's white moonlight, his unforgettable love!

Qi Lanlan felt a chill run down her spine from that strange and probing gaze.

Qi He merely glanced at him before returning to Qianjin Tower, basking in the joy of acquiring two treasures in a single day.

After Qi Zheng left, Qi He began to look through the invitations sent from various places.

News of Qianjinlou's fright during the thunderstorm spread quickly, and soon, daughters of all the wealthy families in the city sent messengers to offer their condolences.

Hu Ying's message arrived first; she sent in a maid to tell everyone, "I heard that the Second Miss was so frightened by the thunder last night that she cried all night?"

After Qi He helped her out of a predicament last time, Hu Ying unilaterally recognized her as her god-sister and would send someone to inquire about her well-being every few days.

Qi He refused.

Qi He replied with a note: "How many friends do you have?"

The maidservant ran back, slightly out of breath: "Miss said that you are the only one here right now."

Qi He picked up her pen and wrote: "Then you'll soon have no friends left."

The maid ran out, then ran back, looking troubled, and said, "Second Miss, Miss said...you're being too heartless."

Qi He crumpled the note into a ball and threw it away.

She wasn't really angry with Hu Ying, she just felt that the term "adopted sister" sounded really strange.

After thinking for a moment, Qi He found a new sheet of paper, wrote a new letter, and had it sent over:

"I forgot to mention earlier that my brother brought me a pearl the size of a pigeon's egg from the East, as well as a set of ruby ​​jewelry from Yunjinzhai. If you have time, come and take a look another day."

Hu Ying remained silent for a while before replying with a single word: "Okay."

Looking at those crooked and messy characters, you can totally imagine the original owner's good mood.

After dealing with the various relatives and friends who came to pay their respects and subtly showing off her newly acquired pearls and jewelry, Qi He realized that her stomach was empty.

Qianjinlou originally had a cook and a purchasing agent, so the dishes could be different every ten days.

Qi He disliked the constant coming and going of people in the house, so not long after moving in, she only kept a few quick and efficient maids who would come to clean and sweep at set times every day.

Of course, the most important thing is that the cook is very strict, and Qi He is not allowed to eat anything greasy or spicy.

She has been in this world for almost half a year, and hasn't had milk tea, spicy hot pot, French fries, hamburgers, snail rice noodles, or spicy chicken noodles... for a long time!

This is outrageous!

Qi He lay sprawled on the couch, flipping through a menu. Her long, slender, fair fingers traced the names of the dishes page by page as she searched for nearby taverns that offered delivery.

She wanted to eat some snacks that weren't too fancy, but tasted really good.

Unfortunately, Qianjin Tower is located on Zhuque Street, the most prosperous street in Ningcheng, right next to the Yangtze River. It is surrounded by bustling markets, with silk shops, jewelry stores, teahouses and taverns one after another. All those who come and go are in red carriages and canopies, and even the street exudes an air of wealth and luxury.

It's really difficult for those down-to-earth food stalls to establish themselves here.

After searching for a long time, Qi He finally found two shops that made pickled goods: one sold drunken crab and the other sold braised duck.

She happily chose the shop that offered a free pot of osmanthus wine with the purchase of four drunken crabs.

He picked up a pen and wrote a note, handing it to the maid: "Be careful when you go out to buy it, don't let anyone see it. Just deliver it to the back door and leave it on the stone steps. I'll go get it myself."

Otherwise, if the cook catches her red-handed, wouldn't she lose face?

After more than half an hour, the errand boy circled the back door of Qianjin Tower several times before finally mustering the courage to knock on the door.

The maid checked the food box and brought it in.

Qi He finally got the drunken crab she had been longing for.

The food box was placed on the table in the hall. Qi He took two sets of bowls and chopsticks, looked at the plate of golden and clear drunken crab in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and wondered if he should go upstairs and call Shang Jue down to eat together.

After all, he had treated me to meals a few times, so I should return the favor.

For the past six months, Qi He has focused solely on practicing martial arts for self-defense and has not caused any further trouble for Shang Jue.

Their relationship has changed from being sworn enemies to being peaceful now.

Anyway, the male lead isn't a pervert, and if Qi He doesn't provoke him, he won't bother with her.

Moreover, at this point in the original story, Shang Jue had already made contact with the old manager of the merchant family and secretly laid out many plans.

This is also why Qi He felt justified in taking advantage of him.

After hesitating for a moment, Qi He knocked on Shang Jue's door.

The door opened, and a slight look of surprise appeared on the other person's usually indifferent face.

Qi He cut to the chase, her tone a mix of reserve and arrogance: "I had someone bring some food. Do you want some?"

Shang Jue stared at her, seemingly trying to confirm whether this pampered second young lady truly knew how to order takeout.

"What kind of food?"

"Drunken crab!"

The two fell silent briefly at this point in their conversation.

The next second, Shang Jue seemed to understand something, and showed a very brief "I knew it" expression.

He said casually, "Next time you want me to peel crab shells for you, just say so. No need to beat around the bush."

Qi He: "..."

Very well, man, you said it yourself!

Since that bastard is so eager to do hard labor, it's a coward not to use him!