"Xiaozhi, I heard that there are new high-dyed silk flowers in the market, bring me a few!"

"Bring me a few too, they want to be green and orange!"

"Sifangzhai rock sugar glutinous lotus root with half a catty!"

It was almost noon, Shili Rouge was about to wake up, and the girls leaned out one after another, greeting the Tsing Yi guy who was carrying a basket and preparing to go out to buy in the patio downstairs. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little girl is a distant relative of the red card girl Yin'er of Lanxiang Academy, who came here a month ago, not much to say, but flexible and eye-catching, which is very popular with the girls.

"Sister Yanhong's complexion is white and reddish, but wearing emerald flowers is opposite, not as light pink, and more beautiful." The little girl raised her head and smiled, and said: "Although the glutinous lotus root is good, I eat too much but accumulate food, Sister Cuihuan is too greedy, and I am careful to become a fat beauty." ”

"Stinky boy!" The girls laughed, but their expressions were satisfied, and Yan Hong smiled: "Xiao Zhi, if you weren't a distant relative of Yin'er and you were doing chores in our place, I would really think that you were the son of a big family." ”

"Is it possible?" Yin'er came out of the room and patted her on the shoulder, "My Tiansheng Dynasty is so strict, even if the son of a big family becomes a beggar and starves to death, he will not come to our place." ”

She glanced at the little guy with a complicated expression, and the other party smiled at her, still calm, just like this person's temperament all the time - it seemed to be clear, in fact mysterious, it seemed to be calm, and in fact it acted beyond the conventional.

Xiaozhi, Wei Zhi, who is very popular, and Feng Zhiwei.

In the past month, she has been doing miscellaneous work very well, of course, thanks to Yin'er's care, the woman didn't let her really go to be a turtle slave, pestering her mother to accept her as a small girl, although it is actually useless, but it is also a kindness, Feng Zhiwei is very appreciative, but Yin'er thanked her again and again, saying that it was really a life-saving grace that day.

It's just that he stretched out his hand to pull her out of the river, how could it be so serious that it was a life-saving grace, Feng Zhi was slightly puzzled, but Yin'er kept her mouth shut and didn't answer, she had lingering palpitations about the events of that night, and when she mentioned the man, she looked frightened, looking at the horror, it didn't look like she was pushed into the river, but like there were some other things.

Feng Zhiwei didn't ask any more ****, she drank on the bridge that night, and said goodbye to him on a snowy night, and she didn't want to see him again.

However, things always backfire - not that you don't want to see them.

She was carrying a basket and was about to go out when she suddenly saw a large group of people in front of her.

Feng Zhiwei was stunned, and just wanted to hide, someone over there had already greeted him: "Hey, that turtle slave, the sons are here, and they don't arrange for the girl to pick up the guests!" ”

Feng Zhi lowered his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of those people dressed luxuriously, obviously all of them were the princes and grandsons of the capital, one of them was wearing a brocade robe, the moon was white and heavy brocade, and the corners of the clothes were embroidered with silver thread bamboo patterns, elegant and noble, and the color made her eyebrows move, and her head hung even lower when she landed.

While leaning sideways, he turned his head and called to the courtyard in a dumb voice: "Girls, there are guests-"

This sound is still usually learned from listening to the turtle slave Zhang De welcoming guests, he is not proficient, and his tone is a little stiff, and the group of princes and grandsons suddenly burst into laughter.

"Where did the new turtle slave come from in Lanxiangyuan? Even the welcome is called like a girl called spring. ”

"Where is Zhang De? Change this grinding boy? ”

If no one was next to her and smiled, Feng Zhiwei stared at the ground, and saw that the corner of the robe was also passing by him without being surprised, and just breathed a long sigh of relief silently, he heard a boy brother pointing at her with a smile, and said to the mother who ushered in: "Wait for us to eat and drink, and let this kid wait!" ”

Mom was stunned, reluctantly responded, made a look to signal Feng Zhiwei to come over, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!" Alas......"

Mother looked worried, no business came to the door, Feng Zhi looked at her in surprise, her mother looked solemn, and said in a low voice: "Did you see the thin man in yellow clothes?" I heard that it's not a thing, the top brand nephrite of the former head crown Huaju, it is said that she was crippled by that guy, Guanhua Jugou's mother relied on someone to support her to make trouble, and she was forced to smash the yard and close the door in a few days, alas, why did you think of coming here today? Don't make a fuss for me......"

He also instructed Feng Zhiwei: "Xiaozhi, you have always been clever and polite, better than everyone else in the yard, you have to help your mother today, so you can take care of it." ”

Feng Zhiwei reluctantly responded, sent people under the fence, and sent it to ****, this day is a matter of time, if you can hide, you have to hide, if you can't hide, then let's go and see.

That group of people occupied the best "tired Fang Pavilion" in the courtyard, called the most beautiful girl to accompany them, one for each person, laughing and joking, noisy, but there was only one corner, everyone consciously did not disturb, and it seemed a little weird.

Where he is.

A black and ebony embroidered silver bamboo screen is half separated from the quiet space, next to the delicate carpet seat, the three-legged black stone small ding is burning with fine agarwood, in the pale white and slightly cool smoke, the person's long hair is slightly scattered, the placket is hanging down, with elbows lazily supporting his cheeks, smiling shallowly bowed between the girl's wrists and jade fingers, and drank the wine in the cup she offered.

Then he gently pinched the woman's pink cheeks, which caused the Oiran Lan Yi girl of the Lanxiang Courtyard to be coquettish.

The laughter in that corner was low, and the woman was silent, compared to the noisy outside, but there was a **** charm.

Feng Zhiwei served tea with a blank face, thinking that if Lan Yi had seen the scene where he pushed Yin'er down the river that night, he didn't know if he could be shy.

I also want to know that this person is prostituting with a bunch of princes and grandsons, and his behavior is casual and natural, but somehow, he just feels out of place.

She kept her hands on her hands, and when she turned around, she always felt that there was a gaze coming from behind her, and she was full of exploration stuck to her back, but she never moved, and she didn't turn her head in that direction.

Her attention was on the table, because Yin'er's face was ugly, and she was always looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, and next to her was the thin man in yellow with a pale and blue face, and his cloudy eyes didn't look right.

Feng Zhiwei didn't want to meddle in her affairs, she just didn't see it-a dusty woman, it was inevitable to meet all kinds of unpopular guests, and dealing with them was a compulsory course for them, not her obligation.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was drunk, some people took the girl out, Yin'er was also taken out by the boy's brother, everyone looked at their backs, and their eyes were a little strange.

Yin'er was embraced in the man's arms, looking back frequently, her eyes were sad and pleading, as if looking for someone to help her out, but everyone turned their eyes away.

Feng Zhi frowned slightly, but her feet still didn't move, she always felt that as long as that person was there, it was better for her not to be reckless.

However, the two of them hugged each other and walked past her, and in Yin'er's half-open clothes, a touch of crimson and purple on her snow-colored skin suddenly swept her eyes.

Feng Zhi was slightly stunned, silent for a long time, silently put down the teacup in his hand, and quietly followed out from the side door.

She had just gone out here, and in the private room with her back to her, the elegant man in the moon-white brocade robe suddenly smiled and pushed away Lan Yi in his arms.

Lan Yi thought he was just laughing, and leaned over again with a coquettish smile.

The man lowered his face, poured his eyebrows and smiled faintly, and looked at the woman's eyes approaching, and the corners of his lips curled.

Then he made a move on his sleeve.

The ordinary-looking guard suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the black stone Xiaoding, turned it over and fell to Lan Yi's head.

The scorching soot rose and fell, accompanied by a miserable scream from the woman.

There was silence all around, and everyone was terrified and silent.

"Ning Cheng, you've been pitying the jade recently." The man didn't look at the woman who fell to the ground and screamed in pain, and stood up with a smile, "I thought you would fall in the face." ”

"That's how it was intended." Ning Cheng looked at Lan Yi, "But I suddenly found that the rouge on her face was too thick, and I was afraid that it wouldn't burn." ”

Smiling lightly, ignoring his living treasure guards, the man silently swept over everyone's side, and went out in the direction that Feng Zhiwei left.

Where he passed, there was no soot, and weeping could only be buried in the dust.