Concubine

Chapter 247
That night, after dinner, Yang Qiuchi went back to his room early after a tiring day and was a little sleepy, sitting by the bed and thinking about his thoughts.

Today is still Song Qing spending the night with him, she and Qin Zhihui have a five-day round, and there are two days left.

Song Qing came to the room, sat down beside Yang Qiuchi, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Brother Qiuchi, tonight..., let Hong Ling sleep with you, so you can take care of her, okay?"

Yang Qiuchi's heart skipped a beat, and he blushed and said, "Qing'er, this...isn't that good."

"What's wrong, didn't we agree during the day, let Hong Ling be the maid of the house, I just happened to have a good thing today, and I just let Hong Ling accompany you."

"But, but Hong Ling's injury hasn't healed yet! How can... how about that..." Yang Qiuchi hesitated and said in embarrassment.

Song Qing giggled: "Stupid! Who told you to...tonight with her... with her that...you must sleep together...that? Can't you take good care of her and be considerate of her? She was wronged last night, you can talk to her more, and when she gets better in the future... Well, it's fine if you don't."

Yang Qiuchi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little embarrassed, and knowing that Song Qing's ability to do this was actually not easy, so he stretched out his hand, gently took her hand, and said, "What about you?"

"You sleep in the red silk room outside, I still sleep here."

Yang Qiuchi was even more embarrassed. Even though there was a curtain between them, it felt weird anyway. After hesitating for a while, he said, "How about Hong Ling and I going to sleep in the study."

"That's good too, so I won't disturb you by snoring..." Song Qing smiled, a little forcedly.

Yang Qiuchi knew that she was actually feeling bad, so he felt sorry for her, so he put his arms around Song Qing's shoulders and comforted her: "Little pigs snore, why do you, a clay doll, only smack your lips?"

"Huh! You just smacked your lips—" Song Qing said angrily, then she reacted, her almond eyes glared: "Okay, you turned a corner and called me a pig, huh!" Fen fist hit him on the chest Twice, pursed his mouth and turned his head to ignore Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi tightened his arms around her, and said with a smile, "How dare I!" He turned her around, looked at her round face and that charming dimple, and said, "Look yourself in the mirror Look, how can there be such a beautiful little piggy in the world!"

Song Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing, showing a neat row of small white teeth, and said angrily, "Virtue!" She stretched out her hand to straighten Yang Qiuchi's robe, and said in a low voice, "I discussed it with Sister Zhihui. , in the future when it's our second turn to have a menstrual event, Hong Ling will replace you and accompany you, I have already agreed with Hong Ling."

"Ha! The three of you said quietly, why don't you count me in? I'm still a party anyway!" Yang Qiuchi said deliberately bitterly.

"This is our women's business. You just listen to our arrangements. You are an old man, and you are too busy with so many big things. What are you doing with these small things?" After a pause, Song Qing glanced outside and said : "Hurry up, it's getting late, Hong Ling must still be waiting for you, the first day, don't wrong her."

Yang Qiuchi shook Song Qing's hand, got up and walked to the door curtain, turned to look at Song Qing, seeing her wink at him, Yang Qiuchi smiled gratefully, then picked the door curtain and went outside.

Hong Ling was sitting on the edge of the bed, a new white bandage was put on her neck, and there was no blood left.Seeing Yang Qiuchi come out, he raised his head to look at Yang Qiuchi in a panic, blushing, and called out in a low voice: "Master!"

Yang Qiuchi's heart was also beating wildly, and he asked in a low voice, "Have you drunk the soup prescribed by the doctor?"

"Well, I've drank it, and the medicine for the wound has been changed." Hong Ling didn't dare to raise her head, her voice was waxy and sweet, but it was as small as a mosquito.

Yang Qiuchi looked back at the door curtain, Song Qing who was speaking here could hear her, she would feel sad, so she gestured to Hong Ling to let her follow him, and then walked out of the room slowly.

Hong Ling carried a small lantern, and followed Yang Qiuchi with her head down. Fortunately, the study was not far away, and she would be there in a while.

The two entered the study room, Yang Qiuchi turned to close the door, Hong Ling was already a little confused, only then remembered that this should be her own job, and said in a panic: "Master, let Hong Ling come."

Yang Qiuchi watched her hurriedly carrying the lantern to lock the door, and seeing her nervous, he felt less nervous.He took the little lantern in her hand and illuminated it for her.Only then did Hong Ling close the door.

Hong Ling took the lantern, ran to the desk in small steps, lit the lantern on the desk, and went to light other lights in the room.

Yang Qiuchi was already sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her, calling out, "Hong Ling!"

Hong Ling hurriedly stopped, turned around and looked at Yang Qiuchi, the red candlelight shone on her face, making her look so delicate and charming.

Yang Qiuchi patted the edge of the bed, motioning for her to come and sit down.

Hongling walked slowly to Yang Qiuchi's side, and sat down sideways.Yang Qiuchi reached out and touched Hong Ling's neck lightly, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Hong Ling blushed, lowered her head and replied, "I've been resting all day, I'm fine now."

"He said it's okay!" Yang Qiuchi hugged her shoulder lovingly, "You don't even know how scary it was when you saw you in the morning. There was blood all over your body, and you became a bloody person. You can make people feel so sorry for you. !"

Hong Ling lowered her eyes, her eye circles were a little red, and her long eyelashes flickered.He raised his head again, looked at Yang Qiuchi, lowered his head again, and said slowly: "Master..., I don't want to lie to you..., in fact, I killed the three of them..., the three of them want to insult me, I just killed them..."

Yang Qiuchi turned her shoulders, looked deeply at her charming and incomparable face, imagined the thrilling last night, his heart was full of love for her, and said softly: "The young master already knows."

"Ah?" Hong Ling raised her head and exclaimed, her voice trembling.

Yang Qiuchi quickly comforted: "Don't worry, only I know."

Only then did Hong Ling let out a sigh of relief, and said: "The young master is so good at solving cases, so I guessed that the young master may have known this morning. This matter can be hidden from others, but it cannot be hidden from the young master's eyes."

"So you took the initiative to confess and wanted to fight for leniency?" Yang Qiuchi teased her with a smile.

Hong Ling's face turned pale, and she nodded.

"Fool!" Yang Qiuchi gently supported her shoulders, "The three of them deserved their crimes and deserved to die! Don't worry, you handled this matter well, and it's over, no one will trouble you, Besides, if there is me, young master, you are mine now, and I will cherish and protect you in the future."

Hong Ling looked up at him hopefully, and asked in a trembling voice, "Really?"

"Yeah!" Yang Qiuchi also looked deeply at Hong Ling, and said softly: "Young Master didn't stop this thing last night, and almost hurt you. I have been very guilty. Fortunately, God has eyes and blessed my Hong Ling." Safe and comprehensive. I will definitely cherish you in the future and make up for my mistakes."

"Master!" Hong Ling threw herself into Yang Qiuchi's arms, sobbing and crying.

Yang Qiuchi stroked her silky long hair and comforted her.

After a long while, Hong Ling stopped crying, snuggled into Yang Qiuchi's arms, and murmured: "In the past, those men just used me as a plaything and fought over and over for my body. In the small building in the garden, the young master let me choose by myself. The young master may not know that no one has ever treated me like this. Only at that moment did I know that there is still a person in this world who is sincerely good to Hong Ling, a person who really loves Hong Ling. Be a human being."

Hong Ling's face was pressed tightly against Yang Qiuchi's chest, she closed her eyes, and murmured like a sleepy voice: "At that time, I silently prayed in my heart that God would bless me to follow the young master one day, then I will definitely serve the young master well, and Young master, we will stay together for the rest of our lives. God really blessed me and let me follow you, young master, you don’t know how happy Hong Ling is!"

Yang Qiuchi was moved and full of sorrow, and stroked her beautiful hair: "The young master didn't take good care of you, even if the sky falls in the future, he won't let you leave the young master!"

"Master!" Hong Ling hugged Yang Qiuchi even tighter, she lay down again with tears, but this time they were tears of joy.

The two hugged each other, feeling the tenderness silently. After a long time, Hong Ling raised her body, wiped her tears, and said, "Master, there is really a God in this world. Those three beasts were about to treat me last night. ...I fainted somehow, and I had to get out of danger."

"Yeah, God has eyes too, and those harmful beasts will not end well." Only Yang Qiuchi knew that the God last night was actually the beautiful and lovely Sister Liu.

Hong Ling snuggled into Yang Qiuchi's arms again, pressed her face to his chest, and said in a low voice full of happiness: "Hong Ling will be able to guard the young master for the rest of her life, it's worth the pain."

Yang Qiuchi stroked her smooth face, and said: "From now on, you two should not call me young master when we are in private."

Hong Ling nodded slightly, and asked again: "Then what should I call you?"

"Name!"

"Qiu..., no, I still like to call you Young Master," Hong Ling said with a sweet voice, a little coquettishly: "It always feels weird to call you by your name."

"I'm weird, you are obedient, you are my little obedient..."

Hong Ling waited nervously for Yang Qiuchi with her phoenix eyes tightly closed. Unexpectedly, he didn't move. Feeling slightly surprised, she opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Yang Qiuchi, and asked softly, "What's wrong, young master."

Yang Qiuchi said: "Not tonight, your wound hasn't healed yet, it burst again just now, and the blood is soaking out."

Only then did Hong Ling feel the pain in her neck, she frowned, and said with some guilt: "Then...then what should I do?"

Yang Qiuchi covered the quilt for the two of them, blew out the lamp, and then said: "Silly girl, we don't only have this one night, we will have a lot of days in the future. When you recover from your injury, we will do that, okay?"

Hong Ling nodded, choked up and said: "Hong Ling listens to the young master in everything."

Very quiet tonight...

(End of this chapter)