box of hearts

Chapter 109
A spy had already reported to him, saying that on the night after he left, Qingtian girl from Huai Yatang opened the Huaina Ke, and in the past two months she behaved even more disorderly, often keeping people overnight.At first, Qi She thought it was just a rumor, and laughed but didn't believe it, but the same news came one after another, and the three of them couldn't help themselves.The tiger was tossing and turning in his heart, it was the severe pain of being torn apart, and it was also the fury of devouring people.It wasn't until the fourth day after he returned to Beijing that he made up his mind to confront him face to face, and he didn't tell anyone about it, just like raiding an enemy camp, and ran away like a ghost.

Over the years, Qi She has long been accustomed to the disability left by him when he was young, and never felt any inconvenience, but tonight he is extremely sensitive to that dull right leg, he only hates that it drags him down and cannot go faster, but he hopes to It dragged him even slower.In the flames and smoke of the battlefield, he lay alone in the cold tent every night, and described the scene of seeing Qingtian again with a burning heart countless times: Will she be overjoyed to welcome her?Or punish him coldly for being late?That's okay, he will coax her well, and he will spit out dozens of sweet and silly words from his mouth that cherishes words like gold.He is so willing to be a fool in front of her, but he can't accept it. She really treats him as a fool.

Qi She finally stepped into the Huaiya Hall with heavy steps, and the guards guarding the gate completely shattered his last faint hope when they saw his performance.Under He Wuwei's order, the guards quickly and silently surrounded Qingtian's room, sealed off all the entrances, and did not allow anyone to communicate. Zhou Dun stretched out his hand and opened the door.In the main room, Mu Yun was leading two little girls to do needlework, when she shook her hand, the bamboo frame fell to the ground, before she could utter a word, she was dragged out of the house by several eunuchs.Qi She looked expressionless and pushed the door straight in.

There is no one in the room, only the leftovers of wine and food are scattered around the table.The curtain of the bedroom door in the entering room was lowered, and a fresh flower basket woven from evening primrose was hung beside the curtain. The sweet aroma made people dizzy.A low singing voice leaked out from the crack of the curtain, what was singing about "loose shirt sleeves" and "thin body"... Qi She stood in front of the curtain, listening motionlessly, listening to the song that haunted him in his dreams The voice sang a mournful and frivolous tune, and giggles were mixed in from time to time.Then there was a man's voice, an old and rough voice: "The regent has been back to the court for several days, and he is supposed to come to you in about two days. Daddy left it behind, alas..."

Then Qi She's heart skipped a beat—she spoke; she said, greasy and astringent: "What do you call Daddy? Am I such a heartless person? How long have I been with Daddy, and how long have I been with him?" , what kind of affection can there be? But that person's status is there, so I have to talk about it as a perfunctory thing. Hey, what are you talking about, the good days are not many, let's have a good night. , I’ll sing another new song for daddy.” After finishing speaking, the ditty floated out one by one, the words were clear and clear: “Wangjianglou, the endless wind and swaying, oh my son, it’s a vast ocean. Nine end of the cold retreat, spring in February, buds sprout and grow. March comes Ching Ming Festival, peach blossoms bloom and apricot blossoms bloom, spring begonias bloom again, covering the door, beautiful and charming, Yihezi, a beautiful girl with red makeup. The summer is long, to celebrate the Duanyang, Yihezi, the heat is unbearable. On August [-]th, the moonlight is respected, the two girls drop the incense, and Yihezi, sweet-scented osmanthus bursts into fragrance..."

When it came to the snowfall in winter, Qi She opened the curtain with his hands.

14.
The scene in front of him was better than he had imagined: Qingtian's mahogany bed was empty, and on the nanmu kang at the opposite corner to the bed was a pot and a pair of cups, one of which was held by Qingtian in his hand. The man smiled and snuggled up to an old man, laughing and feeding.

In the past years, knives and guns have been pierced into Qi She's body.Now he knew how it would feel if the injured part was the deadly heart.

The first one to look over was Mr. Feng. His old eyes were dim, and he saw a strange male guest, and he immediately became ashamed. When she was doing business, there was no reason for her to break into the room when she saw that there was a curtain. Get out!"

When he was young, Lord Feng also served as a cabinet minister for two terms, but he felt tired and exhausted, so he resigned early, sitting on his ancestors' titles and huge sums of money, enjoying all the happiness and beauty in the world, only during the New Year's festival. A group of nobles came to the palace to pay homage, and they had seen the regent several times before and after, but the palace was far away, his true face was blurred, and he didn't dare to look directly at him, how could he clearly see that he was ugly?Therefore, I don't know each other face to face.It wasn't until the uninvited guest came straight in that Mr. Feng was enlightened when he saw his gait slightly limp, and his legs and feet immediately failed, and he rolled directly off the kang and fell to the ground, his hands trembling, "Old man If you have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, you deserve death! Kowtow to the Prince Regent..."

Fortunately, the regent didn't show any anger, but just squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Get out".

Mr. Feng crawled out of the house on all fours. The room was terribly quiet for a while, as if he could hear the cold late autumn seeping in drop by drop.

In this coolness, Qingtian only wore a camellia yellow tights, a pair of oil green silk trousers underneath, and a peacock green crepe sweat towel hung loosely around his waist.After a moment's pause, she grabbed a pair of small outer garments from the back of the kang and put them on her shoulders, then reached out to hook the cloud silk satin shoes on the golden step stool, and got off the kang with a disheveled appearance. "Why didn't the third master send a letter first when he came? It's just a bluff!"

She was lying, a bloody lie.Every day and every night, she waited for this moment to come.The second sister Duan doesn't know, she knows how powerful the eyes and ears of the Zhenfusi are, and they will not stop watching her for Qi She when he goes out to fight, every move she does behind his back, her moral failure , presumably he already knew everything by heart.

Qingtian has rehearsed this embarrassing reunion a thousand times in her heart, so her heart is calm and calm at this moment, as quiet as a dead body; He held his face and looked over with a smirk.

Qi She stared at the person in front of her with both delusion and reality, and she could hear a seriously injured male voice who was completely dumb: "Qingtian, I have fought many battles, and my life has been on the line many times, so I often feel greedy and fearful." The thought of death. But only this time on the battlefield, it was the first time I didn't look down on myself because of this thought, because I knew that I was so upright that I could never be hurt or die, and there was someone I cared about, who also cared about me. Wait for me to come back safely. Tell me what went wrong in this matter. "

Qingtian thought for a moment, then put away that fake smile, and picked the rouge cream overflowing from her lips with her little finger, the very fine and red texture and color reflected a bellyband ribbon faintly exposed in her wide open neckline.

"Qingtian is waiting for the third master to come back, but the word 'involuntary', I believe the third master must have a deep understanding. This place is not a palace of Fengque, but a nest of gold, and Qingtian is not a red lady. , I always only know that Israel is a matter of love, and that if you have money, you have love. Any man, no matter whether he is old or young, good or bad, as long as he enters my house, he is me. If you are a customer, you have to be considerate and considerate to the guests. I will say what the guests want to hear, and I will give what they want, and nothing else, just to earn this money. Money, it’s really a good thing. Waiting for someone to be ugly and old one day, all the men will be gone, and only money can stay with you for the rest of your life. Qingtian lived like this for the first half of his life. This is the only way to live, but when I don’t see a man or money for a day, I feel very flustered. Calling that old thing is just cheating him for a little money. Now that the third master is back, I’ll pay you back Can it be less than him? What do I want him to do! After all, you have to blame the third master yourself for barging in like this without knowing it beforehand. The jealousy of your men is always unreasonable , to me, I was just playing around with people, but the third master saw and heard the same discomfort, and suffered the pain of being wronged for nothing. Well, don’t be angry, it’s better to—”

(End of this chapter)