Since then, Qingli's only wish in her heart is to help Shang Lian take revenge. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She began to shuttle through the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, and she began to learn flattery. She is a merman, and she is not suitable for walking on her legs, but in order to learn to dance, even if she falls again and again, even if she is injured all over her body, but for the sake of her son, she has no regrets.

Chunxiang Pavilion, especially is the favorite place for dignitaries to patronize, so that many people forget to return.

Here, there are not only beautiful and enchanting beauties in the Western Regions, but also barbaric women with great charm, which make those dignitaries and nobles who are accustomed to seeing beauty also covet and compete for a lot of money.

In the evening, it is the time when the men are drunk and hot. The sheng song is played lightly, and the silk and bamboo are chaotic. The fat and thin beauties dance and compete for beauty, a lively scene.

At this time, Shang Lian reclined in the chair, squinting slightly, holding a purple jade cup in one hand and a beautiful woman in the other, teasing it playfully from time to time, making the beauty laugh.

On the other side of the table, Lord Li, who was in the position of imperial history, peeked at Shang Lian. Although he does not have an official position, as a celebrity in front of the king, he does not dare to offend. Unexpectedly, he was such a gentleman, no wonder so many nobles in the city were friendly with him, and the king was more at ease with him.

He thought that this white-clothed man had always only known how to read and compose poetry, but he didn't think that he would be pulled out by Shang Lian at once, although he was not interested in this kind of fireworks land, but when he mentioned his maid Qingli......

"Dare to ask Mr. Shang, Miss Qingli...... When is it supposed to be there? He asked Shang Lian cautiously, but his eyes kept looking at the stage of Chunxiang Pavilion with a look of anticipation.

He had seen Qingli once in the palace in his early years, and he was really shocked. But after all, she is the personal maid of the emperor's male favorite Shang Lian, and because of her own identity, she never dares to ask. However, as soon as he heard that Shang Lian had no intention of mentioning that Qingli was going to dance in Chunxiang Pavilion today, he couldn't suppress his excitement and followed Shang Lian here.

Shang Lian smiled drunken and hazy, and deliberately said with his tongue wide open: "Don't worry, don't worry, isn't it just a little girl?" Isn't that what happens? His voice was faint, but the hand holding the glass tightened.

A chuckle flowed in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that Master Li only loved Qingli, how could he be willing to send her into the arms of others. Qingli, thinking of the woman who has been with her until now, is heartbroken.

But what should he do?

Finally, there was a soft sound, and the noisy lobby suddenly fell silent. Immediately, the sound of silk and bamboo started, and the voice was complaining, and it was endless.

In the center of the stage in the hall, a figure in red stood quietly with his back to everyone. After a long time, she turned her head sideways and closed her eyes, and the outline was extremely beautiful. As the music became more and more intense, she raised her red sleeves, moved her waist lightly, and spun rapidly. The dazzling red sleeves are flying all over the sky, making people overwhelmed, as if the flowers are blooming in the sky.

A dance to the city.

Master Li in the audience had already opened his mouth and was dazzled.

Finally, the music stops and the dance stops. She stopped in an extremely difficult position, panting slightly. Immediately, there was thunderous applause.

Qingli walked off the stage, as if the praise had nothing to do with her, she came to Lord Li's side, bowed, and said softly: "Lord Li, I don't know if Qingli will be lucky tonight?" ”

Shang Lian looked at Lord Li, who was fascinated on the other side, hooked his lips, and said casually: "Since your lord favors Qingli so much, how about letting her accompany you for one night tonight?" ”

Master Li's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly asked, "Is what Master Shang said serious?" ”

Shang Lian smiled indifferently. "It's just a portable maid, if Lord Li likes it, take it."

Qingli suddenly raised her head and glanced at him. With such clear eyes, his heart suddenly trembled when he saw it. However, he still hardened his heart and let Master Li take Qingli away.

After the people went to the empty building, Shang Lian took off the smirk on his face, hid in the corner, and casually picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, a few years ago, he lost everything. However, he forced himself to calm down from his grief, and quickly collected the power accumulated over the years in the Prime Minister's Mansion, delusionally wanting to fight the man he hated to the core.

The family is ruined, but the dignified seven-foot man has become a forbidden descendant, how can he not hate?

But he has no chips in his hand, he can only use the beauty of Qingli as a tool for himself to win people's hearts and gain a firm foothold little by little. Sending her out like an object again and again, the humiliation she has experienced may not be less than what he has endured. even gave her a chance to let her go, but she still accompanied him without hesitation.

But he failed her after all.

On the second day, when Qingli returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion early in the morning, she pushed open the door and saw Shang Lian sitting at a table with piles of wine jugs piled up on the table. He heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and he raised his eyes drunkenly.

His voice was drunk and broken: "You...... You...... Coming back? ”

Qingli nodded, answered in a low voice, lowered her eyebrows, and walked past him. However, his hand was grabbed by Shang Lian, and he was immediately swept into a drunken embrace.

"Green Glass...... I...... It's me who can't stand you! He hugged her tightly, as if trying to hold on to something, more like he was defending himself.

And Qingli, little by little, resolutely, broke his fingers. Then, there was a distance in his voice that he couldn't cross, "Childe, I'm tired." ”

Shang Lian's eyes were red when he heard this, and he dragged Qingli up, pulled it all the way into the inner room, and pushed Qingli into the wooden barrel without hesitation, and the cold water wrapped her in an instant. And she just didn't struggle. Just raised her eyes and looked at him quietly. He yelled frantically, "Wash me, wash me!" ”

Shang Lian reached out and grabbed her long satin-like hair and pressed her into the water.

Qingli choked a few mouthfuls of water, couldn't help coughing a few times, and wiped the water droplets on her face without panic. For a long time, she evoked a smile, her voice weak and hoarse. "Shang Lian, wasn't you the one who soiled me in the first place?"

Shang Lian looked at Qingli in a daze, his eyes were empty, and suddenly, little by little, he smiled, and his smile was so weak, "Yes, it's me." ”

Shang Lian picked up the flask on the table and drank it all. Then, he staggered out the door.

Before leaving, he stopped at the door in a daze, and his voice was very soft, "You remember, if there is a **** to leave, I will give you freedom at any time." ”

The room fell silent again, and Qingli sat alone in the barrel, hugging her knees tightly, tears rolling down one by one, turning into beads and sinking to the bottom of the water.

"You know...... I'll never, ever, never go. ”

But no one could see the desolation and despair in her eyes.

She thought that she really had nothing in this world except him.

The only thing she asked for was probably to hope that he would not abandon her.

Probably this is also her greatest wish. (To be continued.) )