Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 365

So apart from this reason, Rong Qiao couldn't think of any other reason.

Because from her point of view, the possibility of another possibility happening, that is like thunder from the sky, thunder from the sky, the probability is almost zero.If the cold-faced man Gong Huangjue fell in love with her, that's why he behaved so strangely, she would find it even more inconceivable.

Although Gong Huangjue told her more than once that he liked her words, such words were not convincing to Rong Qiao, why?
Just because when a man wants to have an intimate relationship with a woman, he will definitely say a few sweet words, even if he is asked to make a vow that will never change, he will definitely promise on the spot.

Therefore, it is better to believe in a man's promise than to believe that a sow can climb a tree. Although the probability of that is very small, at least there is hope.

As for the man, it was the gorgeous coat blown out by the soap bubbles, floating in the air, it was extremely gorgeous, once it fell on the icy ground, it immediately restored his original mask, which was plain and seamless water stains.

Therefore, relatively speaking, to make Rong Qiao believe that this man is in love with her, she would rather think that the reason that this man is not satisfied is more convincing to her.

And after her careful reasoning and analysis, she suddenly had an idea in her mind to deal with Gong Huangjue.

When she thought of that wonderful idea, the anger in her clear eyes immediately dissipated without a trace.

She clapped her hands and walked towards Shuxing Pavilion where Gong Huangrui lived with a smile on her face.

In the Shuxing Pavilion, in the elegant and quiet courtyard, there is a gentle and elegant young man in white clothes flying around. He stands quietly under the railing, with a green and clear jade flute lying in his soft and jade-like hands.

The lips are slightly pursed, and the breathing is orderly.

The sound of the flute is faint, as if lost, there is an invisible faint melancholy, floating out with the sound of the flute.

When Rong Qiao stepped into the courtyard, she heard the beautiful and soft sound of the flute, and she couldn't help slowing down her steps.Raising her eyes, she stared at the white-clothed boy with slightly closed eyes above the railing. Involuntarily, the water rippled slightly in his clear eyes.

She listened quietly, feeling touched in her heart.Where the sound of the flute is soft, there seems to be strands of sorrow blowing on the face.She secretly said, she never expected that this gentle and jade-like young man would be free and easy on weekdays, but she never thought that there were countless voices of sorrow and resentment hidden in his heart.

It sounds a little sad, a little sad, and the sound of the flute contains infinite lovesickness and helplessness. Could it be that the person he misses is beyond his reach?
click -

The footsteps were in between steps, and they didn't know what they stepped on, and they made a clear and sharp piercing sound.The handsome young man on the railing suddenly opened his eyes, and slowly lowered the jade flute in his hand.

When he saw Rong Qiao for the first time, a gleam of astonishment and surprise flashed across his eyes.Afterwards, the light and color settled down, and he returned to his usual elegant and gentle appearance.

He raised his lips and said with a faint smile: "Sister-in-law is here, is there something wrong?"

Rong Qiao looked slightly embarrassed, she stepped up the steps, walked to the side of Gong Huangrui, and stared at the green jade flute in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to play the flute so well, it sounds so good." Stretching out her hand, she stroked the slightly bright jade flute, and couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

When Gong Huangrui heard this, a light flashed across his warm eyes, and he stared at her pretty face, slightly lost in thought.

The moment Rong Qiao raised her eyes, she happened to meet his gaze looking directly at her, and she couldn't help being slightly taken aback. "Huang Rui, is there something wrong with my face?"

Gong Huangrui's face flushed slightly, his eyes flickered constantly, and he smiled unnaturally and said: "There's nothing wrong, it's just—" He couldn't help but change the topic. "Sister-in-law, is it just to praise Huang Rui's flute sound?"

The lines on Rong Qiao's face twitched, and she squeezed a shapeless smile. "Of course, besides that, there are still things that need your help."

Gong Huangrui smiled softly, and he said: "What makes sister-in-law so difficult to speak, is it so difficult to do? Sister-in-law might as well talk about it, and see if Huang Rui can help." He is polite, with gentle eyes .

Rong Qiao glanced at him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder heavily, staring straight at him, his expression became extremely serious and serious.

"Listen carefully. This matter is about your elder brother's happiness, and it is also about the happiness of the people in Prince Zhong's mansion. Once your elder brother is unhappy, everyone in Prince Zhong's mansion, including every plant and tree, will have to pay for their bad luck. You Do you understand what I mean?" She stared fixedly at his handsome face and said.

Gong Huangrui's expression changed slightly, is this about elder brother's happiness?What is it?Looking at her expression and listening to her tone, it seems to be a very serious matter, and he calmly said at the moment: "Sister-in-law, Huang Rui seems to understand. Sister-in-law, let's talk, as long as Huang Rui can do it, he will definitely do it."

Seeing that he had agreed, Rong Qiao ticked her fingers at him. "Come on, lower your head, hurry up." She lay down next to Gong Huangrui's ear, biting the words in a low voice.

As Gong Huangrui listened, his eyes widened and his lips were slightly opened, together with his body, almost stiffened.

After a long time, Rong Qiao finally finished what he was about to say, and Gong Huangrui finally found his own voice. "Sister-in-law, why don't you think that it's actually elder brother who fell in love with sister-in-law?"

Rong Qiao immediately jumped up as if bitten by a snake. "Impossible, absolutely impossible." Her head shook like a rattle.

"Then, then, what does sister-in-law want to do next?" Gong Huangrui's warm eyes were full of blurred colors, and he felt a little sympathetic to his elder brother from the bottom of his heart.

Rong Qiao looked around, seeing no one around, she immediately took Gong Huangrui's hand, and whispered: "You are familiar with the terrain here, so, can you take me to a place , is the kind of place where there are all kinds of women, where men are allowed to have fun." She couldn't tell him a word too bluntly, because she was worried that this innocent uncle would be frightened, so she could only slowly Take it slow.

Who would have thought-

"Sister-in-law, you want to go to Hua-lou!" Gong Huangrui exclaimed.

On the Piaoxiang Courtyard outside Ertiao Street of Prince Zhong's Mansion, there was a row of graceful, charming and smiling women, gently shaking their beauty fans, half covering their faces and half being ashamed.

They are wearing skirts of various colors. On the shoulders, the soft gauze is as thin as a butterfly's wings, halfway between the two, the snow-like lotus root and jade arms are somewhat charming, almost Very enchanting, presented in the eyes of the guests coming and going.

Stepping inside, the pungent fragrance of rouge and powder rushing towards you from the pavilion, mixed with a strong smell of alcohol, gathers a decadent and charming atmosphere, flowing in the air.

Men of all ages and grades who came here behaved differently in the face of the charming woman who was dancing with pink butterflies.Elegant people, staying in the private room, listening to the oiran lady playing the piano and drinking tea, discussing poems and talking heart-to-heart, amazed.

The vulgar people stay on the wine table, hugging left and right, drinking and having fun, and rushing to kiss Fangze with a prostitute in their arms.

After Rong Qiao, who disguised herself as a man, followed Gong Huangrui into the Piaoxiangyuan, water rippled in her clear eyes, and she watched everything in the pavilion with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Sister-in-law, I think we should go back."

Gong Huangrui's face was reddish, and he looked unnaturally at the men who were having fun and those charming women who were smiling with silver bells.

Hush

Rong Qiao raised his finger and pressed it on his lips.

"When I came out, I told you to call me Young Master Rong. If you expose my identity, let's see how I deal with you when I go back." She muttered at the corner of her mouth, and opened the folding fan with a snap, looking like a handsome young man.

In Gong Huangrui's moist eyes, the light trembled slightly, and on the surface of the lake, there were ripples and fine waves flying.Inadvertently, he stretched out his finger and put it on his lips, trembling inexplicably in his heart.

Suddenly raising his eyes, he met Rong Qiao's confused look, "Huang Rui, why don't you go upstairs?" He immediately calmed down and smiled faintly. "I'll be right here."

The old mother of Piaoxiangyuan saw the two of them coming upstairs, and kept waving the bright red handkerchief in her hand. She half covered her lips, half raised her orchid fingers, and walked over with her fat body twisting and twisting.

"Hey, you two, come here for the first time. Come, come, come, look at the two young masters, you are handsome and personable. Mom, I will definitely introduce you to you, and let those girls take good care of you."

She waved the towel, the strong aroma made Rong Qiao's nose itch, and she sneezed twice.

Ah-choo--ah-choo--

"Master Rong, are you alright?" Gong Huangrui remembered Rong Qiao's instructions this time, and did not call her by the wrong name.

Rong Qiao tugged on La Gong Huangrui's sleeve, and sniffed.

"Have you brought a handkerchief?"

"Yes." Gong Huangrui quickly took out a white handkerchief from her sleeve and gave it to Rong Qiao. Rong Qiao took it quickly, put it between her nose and squeezed it fiercely, and then she stuffed the handkerchief into her clothes indiscriminately. sleeve.

"I'll give you another clean handkerchief when I go back." She turned around, her gaze fell lightly on the red scarf in the old mother's hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"I'm a little allergic to the scent of rouge powder, please put away the red scarf in my hand, may I?" Rong Qiao opened the folding fan, trying desperately to diffuse some of the pungent scent.

The old mother immediately hid the red scarf in her sleeves. She looked a little embarrassed, but her smile remained unchanged.

"Then you two, just sit down for a while, mother and I will go and order the kitchen to serve the dishes." She twisted her waist, her fat body trembling.

Rong Qiao frowned, she shook her head.

"No, mother. We're here to do business."

When the old mother heard that Rong Qiao and Gong Huangrui were not here to have fun, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, and her old face, which had been painted off with whitewash, immediately pulled the old elders.

"Young masters, let's take it easy. But Mom, my Piaoxiangyuan is open for business, and you two should not affect the elegance of these distinguished guests."

She took out the red scarf from her sleeve, shook it, and ignored Rong Qiao and Gong Huangrui.

Rong Qiao smiled coldly.

Snapped--

An ingot of 50 taels of gold was placed on the table.

"Mom, may I ask, is this enough?"

(End of this chapter)