- Wait, how do I remember that the steward of Caiyun Pavilion is not this bewitching man?

He smiled disapprovingly at my question, but didn't care why I knew, as if it wasn't a secret.

"That Yiliang is also self-inflicted, it's not good to offend anyone, he actually offended our host, His Royal Highness King Ling, he deserves to be beaten to death...... Now, I'm afraid that the grass has grown on the graves. Ming Yan covered half of her face with a fan, but her eyes were full of schadenfreude.

No wonder he was like this—if the previous manager had not been dismissed, how could it be his turn to fill the vacancy?

But I clearly just removed him from his position as a steward, taught him to reward him with twenty boards, and did not teach anyone to pick off his head.

Before I could ask, Ming Yan shook the fan disapprovingly, shook his head and added: "It's also his bad life, I don't know which adult he offended, after beating the board, he taught people to carry him to the corner alley, neither allowed anyone to approach, nor sent to the hospital, and died thoroughly in a few days, and the body was not pretended, and he was directly rolled up on the mat and thrown into the mass grave to feed the wild dogs...... Evil! ”

In this way, I am afraid that Yiliang's death will not be inseparable from me.

However, as soon as the former steward died, no one in the entire Caiyun Pavilion could recognize my identity as the owner.

Although there is no need to worry about teaching people to find out and ruin King Ling's reputation, it also represents...... I was in another dangerous situation that I couldn't help myself.

"What are you going to do if you buy me?" In my opinion, it shouldn't be easy for this Ming Yan to be the new steward, but it's a pity that I can't reveal my identity lightly, otherwise I will be arrested by Jiang Zhuo's people and returned to the palace - and even if I have the heart to reveal my identity, I can't even get a token.

"Of course it's to open the door and do business~" He glanced at me amusedly, as if he couldn't understand how I could ask such a stupid question, "You look like this, even if you are an Oiran position, you can compete - besides, you are still a woman, which is even more popular with those official ladies!" Tired of playing with delicate men, handsome and beautiful women are more popular...... I, but I can point to you to defeat Jinqi Fang and fight for my Caiyun Pavilion! ”

"I'm afraid your wishful thinking is going to fail," I tried to move my hands and feet, but I was still weak and weak, it seems that the amount of this medicine is a lot, I simply gave up the plan to move my hands and feet, turned my head to look at Ming Yan with a smile on his face, and calmly opened my mouth, "I can neither play the piano and dance, nor can I write poetry and songs, I speak straightforwardly, and my temper is bad, what if I scare away your guests?" ”

"But it doesn't matter," he approached the bed disappreciatively, picking up a strand of hair from my sideburns and playing with it between his fingers, his eyes bewitching as if he had seen through a coldness, "I don't expect you to do this...... You probably don't know the value of your face. ”

“…… Hehe. "Of course I understand the value of this face, but who knows the consequences of this face?

"Also, you'd better not think about playing any tricks," he narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice as he loosened the strand of hair, "My Caiyun Pavilion helpers aren't easy to mess with...... Don't ask for your own hardships, got it? ”

Man is a sword, I am a fish, and until I regain my mobility, everything is in vain, so it is better to save some effort - I close my eyes and ignore him.

He didn't want to be annoyed, so he quickly pushed the door and left.

The pungent fragrance quietly faded away, and my tense heartstrings finally loosened a little: I always thought that Kuang Xihan's identity had brought me more disasters than I imagined, but in the real experience, I refreshed my ability to bear it again and again...... The dignified King Ling was actually sold to the Qinglou under his name, is there anything more ridiculous and ridiculous than this?

I couldn't help but wonder if the decision to escape from the palace and escape from Jiang Zhuo's side was right or wrong......

In the next few days, Ming Yan would sometimes come to visit me, but most of the time he didn't show up, but every day he sent someone to bring me a bowl of medicine that taught people to be weak in their hands and feet.

I obediently drank the medicine, but quietly took the residue of the medicine at the bottom of the bowl, spit it out in the hollowed-out flower pot on the windowsill after the person left, and let it dry naturally, and for several days, a small packet of white powder was precipitated.

The limbs were still unable to exert strength, but they were not so immobile that I could not help but teach Mingyan to find out, so I pretended not to move, and just secretly moved my hands and feet when I was alone.

That small packet of drug powder that I collected taught me to hide it in my close-fitting place, and it has become my biggest support.

During the period when the effect of the drug occurred, Ming Yan arranged for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl to serve me, looking young and powerful, she easily picked me up and put me in the bathtub behind the screen.

For a few days, she came to help me take a bath, and over time, I was not so repulsive.

That evening, when the girl came to bathe for me, she also brought an overheard news - tonight is the day I was officially listed.

Because I can't use my strength in my hands and feet, and the other party and I are usually women, from the beginning of the restraint and embarrassment to now, I don't bother to hide anymore, I just relaxed my body and leaned against the wall of the bathtub, letting her rub my back with water.

"Sister Xin, your skin is so good, it's smoother than those young masters!" The little girl touched my shoulder and suddenly said with emotion.

- I told Sù Mingyan that his real name was "Jian Xin", and although he didn't look convinced, he didn't pursue it, but just told everyone else to call me "Heart Girl".

I couldn't help but smile bitterly: I'm just afraid, if I say that my name is "Kuang Xihan", it will teach him to doubt even more, right?

"Heh, little girl, how do you know that the skin of those young masters is not as smooth as mine? Could it be that you have touched it? Seeing that she was just a childish girl, I didn't have so many scruples, and I even had the leisure to joke with her.

"That's not ......," she laughed a few times, and then said again, "but you're more handsome than everyone the girl has ever seen!" Even the Ruyue boy in our building is not as good-looking as you! ”

"Tsk, children's families, do you know what it means to be good-looking?" A handful of water was thrown at her with his backhand as if he were joking, and when she dodged with a smile, he took advantage of the situation to change the subject.

- What's the use of having a good skin?

It's not like it's down to the dust, and it's being slaughtered by others.

If the original sect master knew my current situation, he was afraid that he would jump to his feet in anger, and he would not hand over the control of his body to me no matter what, right?

I smiled self-deprecatingly, took a deep breath, and immersed my whole body in the water, and after emptying my thoughts, I couldn't help but feel distressed: Ming Yan planned to let me appear tonight, but my medicinal power has not completely faded, if I escape, I am afraid that I will be caught back after taking a few steps.

In this case, can you only resign yourself to fate?

Time is never subject to human will.

When night fell, the outside of Caiyun Pavilion was no longer quiet, the traffic was busy, and the voices of people were boiling, slowly revealing the side of drunken gold fans.

With the help of the girl, I put on the clothes specially prepared by Ming Yan, the style is not the same as the women's clothes of Dawu, and the details have been slightly improved, although it is cumbersome and cumbersome, but it shows the chest waist more, if I look at it from the perspective of time and space, it should be a well-received costume, but in this situation, how can there be a bit of a sense of contempt.

If I were an ordinary woman, I would have felt extremely humiliated—even I, an alien ghost, would feel a little uncomfortable under the influence of my ears and eyes.

When the girl was braiding my hair, Ming Yan suddenly shook the fan and twisted in, looked around me, and then brushed the girl's hand away and personally picked up my hair.

Holding back the smell of his body and the movement of his touching hair, I simply closed my eyes and silently recited the eight honors and eight shames in my heart—even if I had the heart to resist, I had to weigh whether my body could withstand the toss of the thugs.

"Very well, let's go out, don't make the guests wait." I don't know how long it took, Ming Yan clasped his palms together lightly and said with a little excitement.

Before the words fell, I opened my eyes, and I saw that the hair that had been braided was all spread out, and after being straightened, it fell naturally, and only the end of the hair was loosely tied with a crimson ribbon, which was quite chic, and it was really indistinguishable from the male and female against this delicate face.

Fortunately, Ming Yan looked at me for a moment and nodded to indicate that it was done, urging me to leave without continuing to pour grease on my face.

As he walked out of the room where I had been trapped for days, he walked through a hallway where the second-floor platform was already full. I walked through the crowd without squinting behind him, but I didn't expect that the people who were still laughing at the beautiful young man around me looked at me, and even worse, they were laughing and moving their hands and feet.

Ming Yan smiled coquettishly and made a mistake with these indomitable prostitutes, and at the same time blocked most of the lightness for me as if out of nowhere, but there were still a few fish that slipped through the net, this one touched my face, and that one pinched my waist, and the scene was about to get out of control for a while.

Fortunately, the road was not too long, and by the cover of the girl's strong body, I was able to get past the wine-colored diners, and walk down the stairs and stand on the empty stage in the center, which was a commodity to be sold for a price.

For a while, the laughter and scolding quieted down, and in the face of the □□ eyes, I only felt that my throat was tight, my stomach was contracted, and I couldn't stop nauseating.

However, the only thing I cared about was the woman in a gorgeous costume sitting upstairs opposite.

She was leaning on the Taishi chair with no interest, occasionally glancing downstairs, crossing Erlang's legs, peeling melon seeds to pass the time, but when she met my gaze, she suddenly sat up straight.

His eyes widened, and his mouth was wide enough to fit an egg, as if he had been greatly frightened.

was amused by her silly appearance, and couldn't help laughing at this embarrassing and humiliating time.

――I didn't expect it to be an acquaintance.