After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

After many days, Jiang Wancheng was shocked when he came to Qingyue Tower again.

She looked at Orion: "Can you rebuild an inn so quickly?"

In that assassination, Qingyue Tower suffered heavy casualties and losses, and half of the inn was covered in blood.

She thought it would take at least three to five months to rebuild.

Unexpectedly, in just over a month, it reappeared in Qingyang Town.

And now the Qingyue Tower is full of brilliance and has a completely new look, which is even better than its former glory!
Wen Chaoyan had been to Qingyang Town before going down the mountain and also passed by this place.

But the Qingyue Tower had not yet fully recovered at that time, so its reopening should only be a matter of a few days.

The Qingyue Building reopened its doors so quickly. I wonder what was it waiting for in such a hurry?
When the two of them arrived at the door of Qingyue Tower, the waiter who greeted them did not immediately drive them away while they were ordering dishes. Instead, he tentatively looked at the two of them and asked, "I wonder if you two guests have arrived in advance?" Book accommodation or dine in?”

Wen Chaoyan handed over a piece of silver: "We want to see Manager Liu. If it is convenient, please help us meet him."

But the waiter only glanced at the silver and said with a smile: "You're welcome, sir. Our steward is busy, why don't you two wait a moment, and I'll go and inform him immediately to see if he's available."

The waiter turned around and went in without taking the money.

Jiang Wancheng and Wen Chaoyan walked to the side and stood under a tree covered with red lanterns.

There were people coming in and out of Qingyue Tower, including dignitaries, ordinary commoners, and some holding swords, who looked like quacks.

The people living here seem to be very mixed.

But nothing more than that, they are all foreigners.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Wancheng whispered: "The waiters here are well-trained, and they are not the ones who are blind to money. This Qingyue Tower is amazing."

Wen Chaoyan held his arms and looked coldly at the various pedestrians entering and exiting the Qingyue Tower: "Have you thought about it, my dear? If Manager Liu is willing to sell our favor, he will be entangled in this complicated Qingyue Tower tonight."

Jiang Wancheng blinked: "Is it important to have money?"

Wen Chaoyan smiled and shook his head, "Of course not."

After a while, Manager Liu came out under the guidance of the waiter.

He looked around and soon saw Jiang Wancheng and Wen Chaoyan.

Manager Liu showed surprise and immediately came over.

He exclaimed: "Little girl, young man! What happened to you two? How did you end up in this situation!?"

Someone looked over, so Jiang Wancheng hid behind Wen Chaoyan, hiding his face in the shadows.

Wen Chaoyan cupped his hands and said: "Steward Liu, our brother and sister have indeed encountered some changes in our family. It is not convenient to leave town and go home today. I really can't find a place to stay, so I came to ask Steward to help."

Manager Liu seemed to be in a dilemma: "I really want to help you two, but now the guest rooms are in short supply, and only one herringbone room can be squeezed out..."

Jiang Wancheng asked in a low voice: "Is there only one vacant room?"

Manager Liu: "But there is still a bed in the lower room. If you two don't mind it, I can..."

Wen Chaoyan immediately said: "We want that herringbone room. In addition, please help us open another bed in the lower room."

Manager Liu knew that he owed them both a favor, so he gave them the herringbone room for three taels, and the bed in the lower room was given to Orion for free.

Jiang Wancheng knew that given the quality of Qingyue Tower, a herringbone house cost only three taels of silver, which was indeed not a high price.

But, it still hurts...

Manager Liu personally brought the two of them to the herringbone room.

"There is a men's bathhouse downstairs. You can go and take care of it on your own. Miss, do you want hot water? I'll order someone to bring it to you immediately! There are also some small porridge and side dishes. How about I arrange them for you in this room?"

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself: Sure enough, expensive services and principles come with expensive services!

Three taels of silver is considered worth it.

She accepted everything gladly, and gave her two taels of silver, asking Manager Liu to help find two new changes of clothes. Ordinary civilian clothes would be fine.

Manager Liu immediately asked the people around him to take care of it, and soon sent the new clothes back to Jiang Wancheng.

Jiang Wancheng soaked in the steaming bathtub and felt comfortable all over.Finally, she felt like she was completely alive.

He rubbed his legs and feet and washed his body clean again. The water was almost cold before Jiang Wancheng was willing to get up.

Manager Liu asked the maid to bring her women's clothes. In addition to inner clothes, there were also outer clothes. They were also winter clothes made of thick light green fabric.

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself that two taels of silver and two sets of ready-made clothes from the inside out were worth it.

After putting on new clothes, Jiang Wancheng dried his hair and put it gently on his head before opening the door.

As soon as he opened the door and was about to call someone to remove the water, he saw Orion standing outside the door.

"Mr. Lang? Have you finished bathing?"

Orion turned around. Although he was only dressed in gray cloth, he had cleaned up his beard and became clean and fresh again. He was rich and handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, which was really pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Wancheng noticed that he had tied all his wet hair on the top of his head. Wasn't he afraid of rheumatism and headaches when he got old?

She quickly turned sideways to let Orion in, but she didn't know that when Wen Chaoyan turned around, he saw her completely in his eyes.

She was wearing a light green winter coat, and her dark hair was just gently tied behind her head. She was not only gentle and beautiful, but this outfit also made her look fairer and softer.

Like a bud in spring.

It's like the ripples on the clear lake.

Wen Chaoyan felt his chest swelled and followed him into the house involuntarily.

After all the servants of Qingyue Tower came in, moved the bathtub down, and put the food on the table, Wen Chaoyan's eyes gradually fell on Jiang Wancheng's hands.

"Mr. Lang, why don't you dry your hair first?"

Jiang Wancheng handed him a cloth towel and stared at the top of his head worriedly.

Wen Chaoyan paused, and by some strange coincidence, he heard her words and untied his bun.

A head of black hair fell down, and there were water droplets on the tips of the hair...

Perhaps facing the girl, Orion often made mistakes when wiping his hair.

Jiang Wancheng felt heartbroken when he saw that he was careless with his hair, tearing it off in such a rough way that he didn't know how much it was.

Seeing him like this, he didn't know when he would be able to dry it off. Finally he couldn't help it, so Jiang Wancheng stepped forward and took the towel himself.

"Is this how Mr. Lang has dried Erlang and Sister Ya's hair since they were young?"

she couldn't help asking.

Wen Chaoyan: "...if you give it to them, you will naturally be more careful."

Jiang Wancheng felt pity for him. His hair was so long, but his hands had so many cracks, so he pulled it back and forth, often pulling the hair into his flesh, which made him angry.

This was the problem for ancient people.

The hair cannot be cut. Each hair is longer than the other, and each hair is longer than the other.

When hair falls out, the room is full of hair, which looks very scary.

After a while, Wen Chaoyan's hair was finally almost dry, and Jiang Wancheng raised it up again for him.

"All right."

Looking down, Jiang Wancheng saw the red tips of Orion's ears.

She thought to herself: It's just a hair dryer, why is this hunter so shy?
Then he thought that hair was as important as skin to ancient people. After all, the body's hair and skin are all influenced by parents.

But the young masters of wealthy families all have maids and servants dedicated to combing their hair, so this matter is not very private and cannot be done by others.

She immediately threw it away and joked: "Since Mr. Lang is sleeping on a bunk bed tonight, he shouldn't be grooming himself. Isn't it dangerous for a room full of rough men to see you, who is so good-looking?"

Wen Chaoyan: She praised him for looking good?