Du Qianli looked at her obviously frail but abnormally resolute figure disappearing into the end of the alleyway, and quickly went back to repeat what she had said to Du Xiangguo.
Although elder sister's love for him was not reliable, she had always been very protective of him. He could not call her to enter the mansion, but he could not not even pass on his love to her.
The Assistant Minister of the Department of Public Relations and the Official of the Supreme Court, Wan Lianyun, were still in the Prime Minister's Estate.
Hearing Du Qianli's words, Lin You's expression changed, "Could it be that there is some sort of opportunity?"
"No matter what, this old man should go to the Prince Qing’s Manor and ask for forgiveness. Thousandmile, change my clothes."
In the boundless night, Du Jinse pulled the horse, and walked on the street in a daze.
She had never been in such dire straits.
He had no wealth and no home, but he could not go back.
Du Jinse turned her face over and looked at the horse she was leading.
At this time, the mules and horses shop was closed.
When she came out of the pawnshop again, she was already mentally prepared.
It looked like he was really going to sleep on the streets tonight.
"Du Jinse, oh Du Jinse, you originally had a good card up your sleeve, but who would have thought that it would actually turn out like this."
Du Jinse naturally did not have the rights to request or ask anything from her family members.
Speaking of which, it was her own doing to have such a body as it was today.
In the end, she was still a beautiful young woman. Even if she did something like this and was scolded by everyone, her family wouldn't let her in, so she had to find a place to stay.
She just ignored them all. Even though she had hurt their hearts, could it be that she was the one watching them as they walked further and further down this path?
The sounds of horse hooves came from behind him. Du Jinse moved to the side, and started to comb the horse's mane.
Du Jinse couldn't help but sneeze after inhaling a faintly discernible fragrance from her nose.
She lowered her head, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her nose. A pair of embroidered shoes stood before her, and the fragrance became even stronger.
Du Jinse resisted the urge to sneeze and raised her eyes.
There was a slim and beautiful woman standing in front of him, and she was looking at him without blinking.
Du Jinse pursed her lips, "Miss, what's the matter?"
The lady smiled and nodded at Du Jinse's question.
Du Jinse was startled. She was in such a sorry state, what else could she do to help others?
The lady did not wait for Du Jinse's reply and reached out to touch the horse's mane.
"I want the girl's horse. I don't know if the girl is willing to give it up, but the price is negotiable."
Du Jinse squinted her eyes and looked at the lady seriously.
When the woman saw him, she smiled flirtatiously, "I have a very important banquet. If you don't hurry there, the host will be angry."
After saying that, she motioned to the person beside her to take out a purse, "There are 10 taels of silver here, is that enough?"
The maidservant beside her pouted, looking extremely unwilling. However, she glanced at him once, before lowering his eyes.
Du Jinse was originally a young lady from a wealthy family, she did not have a deep understanding of silver, nor would she want to exchange for it. However, she knew that 10 silver was enough for a normal person to live for a year, so the mood of the maidservant was even more stable for Du Jinse.
"Why did the lady want to help me?" Du Jinse asked.
The girl was startled, then looked at Du Jinse's clear eyes, which overflowed with sorrow, passing by Du Jinse, and looked into the void.
"Probably …" "Let's take pity on each other."
Hearing this, Du Jinse's heart moved, and she directly opened her mouth, "This young lady provides me with help in the midst of snow, I am very touched. How about this young lady is a good person to the end, and take me in for a period of time?"
In that moment, Du Jinse knew how to earn money to support herself.