Xiao Fengnan shook her head gloomily and said, "She waited from the age of thirteen to the age of twenty-eight, begging countless fellow villagers she identified, but she never heard from her parents. Fifteen years of hard waiting for pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info have changed her from a charming and charming popular prostitute to a depressed and unhappy secret door without silver to accompany her. ”

Hua Lianyue gasped, and she said incredulously: "Those stinky men who received her jewelry and silver money, didn't any of them be kind and go to her house to deliver a letter?"

"Who knows?" Xiao Fengnan shrugged and said, "Most people in the world believe that more is better than less, maybe people just want her jewelry and silver, so they just casually agreed, and when they lifted their pants, they left her crying behind." Perhaps, her parents have already gotten the news, but they think that it is humiliating for her to enter the prostitution door, so they simply treat her as dead. ”

"How do you know so clearly?" said Hua Lianyue, looking at him suspiciously.

Xiao Fengnan glanced at her obliquely and said, "You don't think I'm making up stories, do you?" I heard that because she was getting older, she couldn't receive decent customers, and she was squeezed out by other prostitutes openly and secretly, so she took the burden herself and made a secret door.

There are no thugs to protect the secret door, and there are some shameless people on the street, if there is a shortage in their hands, they will deliberately learn a few words of her hometown dialect and then go to her to be happy, and they can get a lot of silver afterwards. ”

"It's so shameless!" Hua Lianyue gritted her little white teeth.

It's really possible, she can't think about it carefully, and when she thinks about it, she feels heavy in her heart, and there is an indescribable discomfort.

She looked at the **** in her hand again, and she found that although the woman was charming like silk, a clear tear overflowed from the corner of her eye. With this teardrop, the woman's entire facial expression changed. Obviously she is so melancholy and miserable, in order to survive, she always has to maintain a smile against her will.

"I don't know how she's doing now?" Hua Lianyue muttered: "My second brother is in the capital, why don't you let him ransom her and send her back to her hometown! ”

"No need. Xiao Fengnan took the scroll in Hua Lianyue's hand, glanced at it lightly, and slowly rolled it up, and said, "After I painted this portrait, she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river the next day." ”

"Committed suicide?" Hua Lianyue exclaimed in surprise and said, "She has been waiting for fifteen years, why did she suddenly commit suicide by throwing herself into the river?"

"Because she had bayberry sores. Xiao Fengnan's voice was very cold, so cold that Hua Lianyue couldn't help but shudder: "Those people not only cheated her money, but also infected her with this dirty disease." Right at the corner of her mouth, red spots had erupted. She has always been a kind girl and doesn't want to hurt others anymore, so she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river. ”

"Bayberry sores is not a terminal disease, as long as you use good medicine, it can be cured, and it is really not worth it for her to die like this. Hua Liyue stomped her foot in annoyance. If she had known this poor sister earlier, she would have begged her father to save her.

Hua Lianyue quietly raised her eyes, glanced at Xiao Fengnan, who had a flat face, and said cautiously: "Have you ever liked her?"

Xiao Fengnan was stunned, then laughed and said, "That's not true." In fact, in those Qin Lou Chu Pavilions, there are countless girls like her who have been abducted. But it's easy for others to accept their fate, it's just that she's not so persistent!"

It's a pity that her persistence did not let her out of the sea of suffering, but dragged her into the abyss of despair. Hua Lianyue said hatefully, "Those people who cheated her out of her money are too hateful, and I'm not afraid that I will feel guilty when I see her after death." ”

"Don't worry about this, I've already sent them to meet her. As for whether she will forgive, whether they will feel guilty, they can solve it face-to-face on their own, and we don't have to worry about it. ”

Several lives were said lightly by Xiao Fengnan, Hua Lianyue was silent, but there was an inexplicable sense of happiness in her heart. She subconsciously avoided the topic, and reopened other pictures to watch carefully.

The women in his paintings all have their own characteristics, looking at the clothes, looking at the clothes, looking at the demeanor, you can clearly distinguish the differences. Some are small jasper, some are beautiful girls, and some are ordinary poor peasant girls. What's even more excessive is that there is actually a beautiful bald little nun among them.

Hua Lianyue put down the portrait of the nun who was smiling with flowers in her hand, grinded her small fangs, and asked angrily: "Why are all the women in your paintings?" and they are all beautiful women. Obviously you are doing frivolous things on the pretext of painting, and you dare to say that you are not a flower thief?"

Xiao Fengnan was a little speechless, why did this stinky girl in front of her always have to guess herself to the worst side, could it be that she was born with the appearance of picking flowers? He couldn't help touching his cheeks.

"Don't quibble. Hua Lianyue said righteously: "In the Li Mansion that day, if I hadn't broken your good deeds, I don't know what dirty things you would do next." ”

"My little aunt, can't you say I'm good?" Xiao Fengnan was a little helpless and a little funny. But in the face of the little wild cat in front of him who blew up his fur without saying a word, he still had to explain patiently.

"I like to draw women, because I think the beauty of women is the essence of heaven and earth, Zhong Lingjuan is beautiful, wonderful. However, they have their own characteristics, graceful, coquettish, smart, and heroic, and a picture scroll can't be painted at all. My wish in this life is to travel all over the world and draw all the beautiful pictures in my heart.

But if you think about it, how can those girls who are raised in the boudoir let a foreign man who I don't know paint portraits, and in desperation, I have to do something extraordinary. But I can swear to the Bodhisattvas that I haven't touched a single hair of them except for painting. ”

"Really?" Hua Lianyue glanced at him, and the little eyes that were still full of suspicion made him smile bitterly.

I think he has been doing his own thing for more than 20 years, and he has never been so patient to explain his deviant and strange behavior to others. It's just that this stinky girl still doesn't appreciate it, and she has a hateful expression of fear of being deceived.

Hua Lianyue lowered her head again, flipping through the scroll for a while. Suddenly, she pulled out one of them and said with a stunned face: "You are so bold that even she dares to steal a painting." If she sees it, hehe......"

Her two hehes contained weird schadenfreude, which made his scalp tingle inexplicably.

What Hua Lianyue is holding in her hand is a picture of taking a bath. He vaguely remembered that on an early summer night more than half a year ago, he met a chivalrous woman by a hot spring pool outside the capital.

It was a misty night, and the moonlight was excellent, and the clear moonlight illuminated the earth as if it were day. The steamy hot spring pools are lined with large clusters of colorful wildflowers. A woman swims happily in the hot spring pool like a fish, and she jumps out of the water from time to time, carrying countless white water splashes, like a spirit in the water.

At that time, he looked straight and wanted to save this beautiful moment. Unexpectedly, only halfway through the painting, it was noticed by the woman in the water. Good fellow, that woman chased and killed him in the middle of the night! If it weren't for his effort, and she was disheveled, it is estimated that he would have shed his oily skin if he didn't die.