A Beautiful Duchess with a Dark Heart – Chapter 72

Chapter 72: A Mole by the Lip

Hearing this voice, seeing this figure.

Madam Qi, whose personality was quite strong, suddenly became incredibly weak. 

Like a wronged child finding their pillar of strength… she didn’t care that Wen Yu was present, “Wulang… Wulang… Sob… Sob…” she suddenly burst into tears. 

Wulang knelt before Madam Qi, raised his beautiful eyes, and looked nervously at the distraught Madam Qi: “Mother, has Yuanyuan been found?!” 

So, the one I saved was his cousin… 

Wen Yu stood up and moved to the side, not wanting to intrude on the emotional exchange between mother and son. 

“Yes… she’s been found… Amitabha…” Madam Qi nodded vigorously, trying to compose herself. 

“Is she alright? I’ll go see her…” 

A five or six-year-old girl had been missing for most of the day, anyone would be scared to death. 

“No need to go now. Yuanyuan is fine. After she came back, I had her soak in mugwort water, and she’s already asleep. Oh, come and meet Miss Wen, she’s the one who saved Yuanyuan.” 

Madam Qi turned her head and saw that Wen Yu had already stood up and moved to the side. Hmm! This girl, she pays attention to details!

She had no idea that Wen Yu’s heart was in turmoil: It really was him!

This, this was too much of a coincidence! He had flown back… 

She had thought he was a fleeting glimpse, disappearing into the horizon without a trace. 

But she never expected such a connection! He had flown back… 

Wen Yu, oh Wen Yu, don’t stare at him like you did last time, this is in front of his mother… 

She put on her most appropriate smile, not looking directly at him, but at Madam Qi. 

“Come, Miss Wen, this is my second son, Qi Yang. His courtesy name is Nuan Lin. I usually call him Wulang. You can just call him Fifth Brother!” 

The intention of closeness was obvious. 

“I wouldn’t dare! Wen Yu greets Fifth Young Master Qi!” Wen Yu took a few steps forward and curtsied slightly. 

Qi Wu blinked at Wen Yu, a little puzzled: This woman, why does she look familiar? 

That shouldn’t be! 

He thought about it again, hmm, he really didn’t recognize her. 

“Miss Wen!” 

Then, he gave a standard bow: “Just now, my mother said that Miss Wen saved my cousin! Such a great kindness, Qi Wu will remember it. Thank you, Miss.” 

Wen Yu saw him momentarily stunned, thinking he was surprised to see her, but in the blink of an eye, he acted as if nothing had happened. 

Did he not intend to recognize me?

Or was he unwilling to recognize me in front of his mother? 

Wen Yu put on a facade of polite indifference: “It was just a small effort, Young Master, please don’t worry about it.” 

But she secretly observed him: Hmm, he wasn’t wearing white today! 

He was dressed in black heavy satin warrior robes, with a thin black cloak on the outside. His face was a little sunburnt, and his boots were dusty. 

Travel-worn, it seemed he had rushed back, less refined, more rugged!

Hmm, he looked good like this too. 

She wondered what he had been doing… 

Madam Qi, for some reason, stepped forward and pulled them both down. “Sit down. Xiaowu, let me tell you what Miss Wen just said.” 

This?! 

Wen Yu blushed, glancing at Qi Wu, but he didn’t react! 

He obediently sat down in his seat. 

The three of them sat very close, and Wen Yu finally had the opportunity to take a good look at him up close. 

In her past life, she had only known a few men. 

After being with Song Shang, she had been pampered and cherished by him, and there had been moments of emotion, but most of the time she had treated him like family. 

To feel like this now: unable to tear her eyes away, her heart pounding uncontrollably… she had never experienced this before. 

So there were people who could make others feel this way… 

She could draw, and she was very talented. With a glance, she could capture the essence of people and things. 

This Qi Yang, his sideburns were neatly trimmed, his features were like a painting, with a perfectly symmetrical face. 

His eyes, pitch black and sparkling. 

His lips, neither thin nor thick, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned… 

However, he seemed to prefer keeping a straight face, with a wooden expression, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. 

Eh?! 

Ah! 

Wen Yu suddenly discovered that there was a mole on his face, near the corner of his lips… 

Hehe, even though he was trying to be serious, this mole completely broke his facade, making him look incredibly alluring. 

Oh my… 

Wen Yu felt like she was going to faint if she kept looking. So, she shyly lowered her head.

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Madam Qi had just wiped her tears and settled down when she saw Wen Yu’s expression and chuckled inwardly. No matter how calm and brave, she was still a young girl. 

Look! She’s shy now! 

Hmm, a normal young woman! 

Look at my precious son, even the palace matrons can’t remain so composed in front of him! 

Qi Wu was sitting there, anxious. Such a big thing had happened, and he still didn’t know what had transpired. Why wasn’t his mother speaking? 

He looked at himself, then at Miss Wen… what was he looking at?!

“Ahem, Mother, could you please give me a brief account?” 

Madam Qi came back to her senses. “Oh, it’s like this…” she gave a concise summary of what Wen Yu had said. 

Qi Wu’s face darkened, and Wen Yu could feel the murderous aura emanating from him… 

“Mother, I met Fourth Brother at the entrance of the town when I came back. He still doesn’t know that Yuanyuan has been found…” 

Wen Yu thought: I can’t listen to what the mother and son are going to discuss. Although she was reluctant to leave, it wouldn’t be appropriate to stay any longer. 

Anyway, there would be plenty of time in the future to see him again!

So she stood up: “Madam Qi, Fifth Young Master Qi, since such a big thing has happened in your family, you must have a lot to discuss. Wen Yu will take her leave now.” 

Qi Wu nodded inwardly, this girl was quite perceptive. 

Madam Qi was even more pleased. “Alright, Miss Wen, I won’t keep you any longer. We’ll definitely meet again at the celebration in a few days. We’ll chat then…” 

“Yes. If you and Fifth Young Master have any questions, just send someone to the Wen family gatehouse in Locust Tree Lane and ask for Sun Ying. He’s my bodyguard and quite experienced. In case there’s something I didn’t notice, he might know more.” 

Qi Wu nodded: “Miss Wen, you’re very thoughtful!!” 

“Wulang, go and see Miss Wen off!” 

“Yes, Mother. Miss Wen, please…” Qi Wu extended his hand, with the standard demeanor of a young master from a prestigious family. 

Wen Yu bowed to Madam Qi and turned to leave. 

Madam Qi sat there, watching their retreating figures, a thought suddenly popping into her mind: The so-called golden boy and jade girl, this was it!

The two of them walked out of the main hall, passed through the second gate, and then the main gate. 

It was quite a long walk!

Qi Wu kept a distance of about three steps behind Wen Yu, walking silently, not saying a word! 

Wen Yu had never met anyone like this before, and she felt quite frustrated. She wanted to say something, but she felt that speaking would be “offending” him!

This man, with such good looks, was truly boring! 

She thought angrily… 

When they reached the main gate, they bid each other farewell. Qi Wu gave a standard bow, still silent. 

Wen Yu finally got angry. Even though she had a thousand words to say, she didn’t utter a single one. She curtsied slightly and left. 

Qi Wu stood at his own gate, not even stepping down from the steps. 

Qing He and Xiao Ji helped Wen Yu into the carriage. As soon as the carriage started moving, she stealthily lifted the curtain, but she found that the man at the gate had already gone back inside!

Sigh! She sighed all the way home. When they arrived, the gatekeeper said: “Eldest Miss, Old Madam requests your presence!” 

Wen Yu went directly to the main hall. 

Old Madam Wen sat there with a stern expression. All her sisters were back, sitting quietly. When she saw her, Cousin Hui winked at her, probably indicating that Old Madam was angry. 

Wen Jiao and Wen Wan, however, were looking at her with a schadenfreude smile. 

“Grandmother!” 

Old Madam slammed her hand on the table. “Where have you been! It’s so late, why are you only back now?!” 

Wen Yu smiled and said: “Grandmother, Yu’er went to a few shops and bought a lot of vegetarian sweets. I was planning to give them to the little monks at Heavenly Dragon Temple. There were so many people today, and many shops had to make things fresh, so I had to wait a long time… That’s why I’m late. Xiao Ji, bring in some sweets.” 

When she took Yuanyuan back to the Qi family, she had been worried that it would take too long and she would get into trouble when she got home. 

So she had asked Sun Ying and Qing He to go shopping. 

As expected, it came in handy! 

“Grandmother, look, these are black sesame sweets from Gui Xiang Chun, these are triangular pine nut sweets from Yue Xiang Zhai, and these are hawthorn fruit rolls from Xian Guo Fang… These peanuts and melon seeds were all freshly roasted. I remember that every time our family went to the temple, those little monks took special care of you. Their life is austere, so let’s give them some treats.” 

She pretended not to notice anything, speaking with a cheerful smile, unpacking one package after another, leaving Old Madam Wen with no opportunity to vent her anger. 

Finally, she said: “All of you, behave yourselves. No going out tomorrow!” 

Wen Jiao cried out: “Grandmother, I’ve already made an appointment with the Huang sisters!” 

“…” Old Madam Wen was put on the spot and snorted angrily. 

I saw a video the other day, saying that someone in Shanghai painted a giant mural of Xiao Zhan on a wall, and then mentioned that he had a mole on his lip or cheek. 

So, I gave our Wulang one too. 

To make this wooden beauty a little more lively. 

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