In love with the enchanting senior brother: the lady strikes
Chapter 213 Miss, Be Careful
Eldest brother's pair of peach blossom eyes are dark and bottomless: "Rong'er, don't worry, elder brother has his own opinion on this matter."
Alas, in the eyes of my elder brother, am I still that little girl who climbs trees and climbs walls and knows nothing about the world?How can I be relieved that I don't know anything?
"Hey, Shaohua, Rong'er is a smart woman. If you want her to feel at ease, you shouldn't hide this matter from her. Besides, she is resolute and stubborn..." With a warm palm, Senior Brother Xiaobai lightly shook my hand. Immediately, warmth flowed Full of heart.
The eldest brother sighed in disappointment, and after a while, wrote lightly: "Qingqing left the mansion and then fell into a low-class... brothel... She stayed there, um, 'sent to usher' for more than half a year, contracted a dirty disease, ten For copper coins, the old bustard sold her to an old beggar, and when Xianyu found her, she had already been resold seven times..."
That year, I met Qingqing for the first time, she hugged her father's leg on the street, begging bitterly: "Father, don't, don't sell me into brothels..."
Years later, I still remember her tearful eyes and her pitiful appearance clearly. I don't want to, life is like a play, going around and around, she still hasn't escaped the fate of being sold in a brothel.
I stroked the gorgeous crabapple flowers on my sleeve, and asked calmly, "Can she admit to being poisoned?"
The elder brother's deep eyes flickered, "She admitted that... she did it alone."
I smiled like a red plum blooming in the cold snow outside: "I want to see her."
【Lady strikes】
"Rong'er is at ease, cough, Shaohua and I are standing outside the door." After being ill for a while, the black cloak made him look pale and thin, but his deep black eyes were calm and calm, which made me inexplicably at ease.
I squeezed out a peaceful smile, "Zhi Ya", and pushed open the door of the woodshed.
A thin figure sprang up from the corner of the cobweb-covered wall. His clothes were tattered. Only an embroidered purse around his waist still had the steady luster of satin. His hair was sparse and tangled, covering half of his cheeks. Behind the disheveled hair, a pair of timid eyes, just like the first time I met that year.
I took a deep breath, the clammy cold air in the firewood room filled my heart, I opened my red lips lightly, and called out the name I hadn't called in two years: "Qingqing."
She raised her head abruptly, shaking off a strand of greasy hair, and her sunken eyes widened. Immediately, her mournful cry echoed in the empty woodshed: "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!"
There was a bang, the familiar sound of knocking on the door, the shouting suddenly stopped, and some warm sunlight came in.
I turned around slowly, and smiled sweetly: "My master and servant have some private things to say, senior brother, don't worry."
After a while, it became a quiet and cold room again.
A hoarse female voice broke the silence: "You... you still... still..."
The hand stove in my arms gave off a warm breath, I hugged it tightly, and sneered, "Am I still alive?"
She fell to the ground slumped, dust was scattered everywhere, and she murmured: "How could... that medicine..."
medicine?
Was it really her doing?
I do not believe.
I took out my handkerchief and waved the dust around, and asked coldly: "Qingqing, who is it that has such a deep hatred with me and made you do such vicious things?"
The disappointment that gradually floated on her face was gradually replaced by panic, and she screamed: "No! You are talking nonsense! Nonsense! No one ordered me! No one!"
I smiled slightly: "Qingqing, you have been with me for four years, you should know that although I, Ye Rong, do not go out of the gate, do not step out of the second gate, and have never seen the world, but I am not a stupid lady..."
She trembled violently, tightly clutching the purse at her waist: "You...you are talking nonsense...I did it...I did it alone..."
My smile gradually narrowed, and I looked at her calmly: "The poison you used on my body is exquisitely prepared, which is unusual. How can you, a little maid in the Duke's mansion, have such a medicine?"
Alas, in the eyes of my elder brother, am I still that little girl who climbs trees and climbs walls and knows nothing about the world?How can I be relieved that I don't know anything?
"Hey, Shaohua, Rong'er is a smart woman. If you want her to feel at ease, you shouldn't hide this matter from her. Besides, she is resolute and stubborn..." With a warm palm, Senior Brother Xiaobai lightly shook my hand. Immediately, warmth flowed Full of heart.
The eldest brother sighed in disappointment, and after a while, wrote lightly: "Qingqing left the mansion and then fell into a low-class... brothel... She stayed there, um, 'sent to usher' for more than half a year, contracted a dirty disease, ten For copper coins, the old bustard sold her to an old beggar, and when Xianyu found her, she had already been resold seven times..."
That year, I met Qingqing for the first time, she hugged her father's leg on the street, begging bitterly: "Father, don't, don't sell me into brothels..."
Years later, I still remember her tearful eyes and her pitiful appearance clearly. I don't want to, life is like a play, going around and around, she still hasn't escaped the fate of being sold in a brothel.
I stroked the gorgeous crabapple flowers on my sleeve, and asked calmly, "Can she admit to being poisoned?"
The elder brother's deep eyes flickered, "She admitted that... she did it alone."
I smiled like a red plum blooming in the cold snow outside: "I want to see her."
【Lady strikes】
"Rong'er is at ease, cough, Shaohua and I are standing outside the door." After being ill for a while, the black cloak made him look pale and thin, but his deep black eyes were calm and calm, which made me inexplicably at ease.
I squeezed out a peaceful smile, "Zhi Ya", and pushed open the door of the woodshed.
A thin figure sprang up from the corner of the cobweb-covered wall. His clothes were tattered. Only an embroidered purse around his waist still had the steady luster of satin. His hair was sparse and tangled, covering half of his cheeks. Behind the disheveled hair, a pair of timid eyes, just like the first time I met that year.
I took a deep breath, the clammy cold air in the firewood room filled my heart, I opened my red lips lightly, and called out the name I hadn't called in two years: "Qingqing."
She raised her head abruptly, shaking off a strand of greasy hair, and her sunken eyes widened. Immediately, her mournful cry echoed in the empty woodshed: "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!"
There was a bang, the familiar sound of knocking on the door, the shouting suddenly stopped, and some warm sunlight came in.
I turned around slowly, and smiled sweetly: "My master and servant have some private things to say, senior brother, don't worry."
After a while, it became a quiet and cold room again.
A hoarse female voice broke the silence: "You... you still... still..."
The hand stove in my arms gave off a warm breath, I hugged it tightly, and sneered, "Am I still alive?"
She fell to the ground slumped, dust was scattered everywhere, and she murmured: "How could... that medicine..."
medicine?
Was it really her doing?
I do not believe.
I took out my handkerchief and waved the dust around, and asked coldly: "Qingqing, who is it that has such a deep hatred with me and made you do such vicious things?"
The disappointment that gradually floated on her face was gradually replaced by panic, and she screamed: "No! You are talking nonsense! Nonsense! No one ordered me! No one!"
I smiled slightly: "Qingqing, you have been with me for four years, you should know that although I, Ye Rong, do not go out of the gate, do not step out of the second gate, and have never seen the world, but I am not a stupid lady..."
She trembled violently, tightly clutching the purse at her waist: "You...you are talking nonsense...I did it...I did it alone..."
My smile gradually narrowed, and I looked at her calmly: "The poison you used on my body is exquisitely prepared, which is unusual. How can you, a little maid in the Duke's mansion, have such a medicine?"
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