Floral City. Ryushun-in.

At that time, the sky in the border city will be dark and hazy, but it is the most lively time when the red cage of Liuchun Courtyard hangs high.

Ten miles of fireworks, which don't know that Liuchun Courtyard ushered in, are all high-ranking officials and nobles, rich and wealthy gentry; Which one doesn't know the top flower girl Qin Xiyue in the Spring Courtyard, and she has endless means of seducing men.

At this moment, the big girl Qiu He beside her walked hurriedly, afraid of the cold and shrunk her hand in her sleeve, letting the little girl named the pillar carry a little spark, twisting and turning, bypassing the gravel path, and finding a stove house with thick walls and mud tiles.

From a distance, the room was as dark as death, until it reached the threshold, and the fire in the stove loomed through, and some light was seen.

Glancing at the thin and vague back sitting in front of the stove, Qiu He raised his voice: "Aunt Chu, my girl needs some hot water to bathe, Hou Ye is also here, I called the pillar to carry water, there are many generals in the courtyard today, the manpower is tighter, you can also help, can you carry a bucket?" ”

The back of the group seemed to move as if it was nothing, Qiu Hequan understood it, and said a few words to the pillar in a low voice, took the little spark casually, and shrank away with a shaking body.

Yuqiao is not a rude person, but his throat is choked with fishy sweetness, and after enduring it for a long time, he still coughs fiercely and spurts blood.

She understands her own body, she has worked day and night for her livelihood over the years, and she has suffered a terrible deficit.

A few days ago, my father, who was dependent on each other, died, and begged the owner of the coffin shop for half a day, and paid three coins of silver on credit, so I reluctantly used the discarded paulownia wood scraps to piece together the coffin, and finally fell into the burial.

She is a person who doesn't want to owe half a cent to others, thinking that after serving Qin Xiyue later, she will receive her salary, and tomorrow she will go to the coffin shop to pay back the credit, and then give the only remaining scraps of money, and ask for a coffin that she can wrap herself in, so that after she dies that day, she will not fall into the miserable situation of the violent corpse wilderness.

With such a plan, his heart was much calmer and calmer, and Yuqiao looked back at the door.

She knew the little man who called the pillar, and it was extremely cold tonight, and he was only dressed in a coarse linen shirt, and he was trembling with his hands around his shoulders.

Yuqiao coughed and gasped slightly, and called him to come to the stove to keep warm in a dumb voice.

"Aunt Chu, when will this water boil?" Zhu Zi squatted in front of the stove, warmed his hands a little, and looked up at Yu Qiao, he liked this aunt, so he told her the secret in his heart: "Just now Ah Niang whispered to Zhu Zi that there were a lot of black-clothed people in Liuchun Courtyard, and Zhu Zi was arrested by Sister Qiuhe halfway." ”

Yu Qiao smiled slightly, raised his hand to stroke the drooping hair on his cheek, and comforted Wen Yan: "It's okay!" Come, Auntie will tie your hair up, and the water will be boiled when you tie it! ”

The pillar happily found a small stool that was smoked by soot and sat obediently with his back to Yuqiao, Su Ri, Ah Niang was impatient to do this, let him scatter and mess, but in the end he was past the year of dancing spoons, and he knew shame.

I looked forward to it, only every time I saw this aunt, she would always call herself to come to her and patiently tie his hair.

The child of the poor family, who eats chaff and vegetables, his hair is still sparse and yellow at the age of thirteen or fourteen, Yuqiao sighed lightly, took out the comb grate from his arms, carefully combed it, divided the hair into two pieces on the left and right, and then skillfully tied a horn knot on the top of his head.

After pulling him back to look at it, he took out a handkerchief to blow out the snot that was about to flow to his lips for him, and after such a teasing, the pillar seemed to be a different person, and he was very energetic.

She pulled the clothes on his body, thinking vaguely in her heart, if her brother was still there, he would be so old!

Since the disaster more than ten years ago, the family has been displaced and endured hardships to be sent to this bitter cold place to be enslaved. The younger brother, who has always been frail and sickly, is still young, where can he survive the past.

blinking dry eyes, I don't know why recently, when I was sad and sad, there was no half a tear.

He casually added some firewood to the stove, and the fire became more and more blazing, accompanied by the sound of crackling, and the water in the cauldron was full of smoke, and it was already burning.

The young man who danced the spoon was at the age when he couldn't exhaust his strength, carrying a bucket of hot water in each hand, and walking far ahead like a fly. Yuqiao looks wolf-bèi unbearable, his body is already weak, and his steps seem to be floating and scattered, and now he is the end of the strong crossbow, how can he mention this bucket of hot water?

Strongly supported, three stops and two moves finally arrived at the door of Qin Xiyue's room, because she was the top flower girl, she was held in the palm of her hand like a pearl that night, not like other girls who live in a high-rise building for one person, but enjoy a set of elegant rooms exclusively, in addition to the room where the girl stays on the left, the middle is the reception room, and the next room is Qin Xiyue's bedroom. And Qiu He was standing by the door of the reception room, leaning over and looking around, and finally saw Yuqiao's panting and swaying, one step at a time, hurriedly picked up the hem of the skirt and rushed forward to help pick it up, and entered the door together.

There were soldiers guarding the bedroom door, and there was a faint moan from the inside, and after a sudden high-pitched cry, there was no movement.

Qiu He has been working in this Yinghua Zhangtai for a few years, and he is obediently smart and tight, and urgently calls Yuqiao to help, scoops the hot water into the prepared amphora wash copper basin, and then carefully walks away, letting the soldier lift the curtain and enter the bedroom.

When she came out again, she was already standing by the door with her hands empty, waiting to be summoned in the room at any time.

Yu Qiao hesitated for a while, but slowly walked to Qiu He's side, and asked lightly: "Miss Qiu He, my salary, Master Qin promised to give it to Qi today, and you sent it to me on weekdays." Yuqiao didn't say any more, just raised her eyes to look at her.

"The girl never mentioned it, and when it's over, I'll ask for you." Qiu He was a little surprised, with a blank look on his face.

Yuqiao knows Qiu He's temperament and will not fake. I was afraid that Qin Xiyue was going to use some demon moth tricks to embarrass herself, so when she thought about it, she couldn't help but bare her face and coughed: "I have to repay these wages, if I am not anxious about the money, it will not hurt to delay it for a few days, and I also bother to ask the girl to intercede for me." ”

There seemed to be some movement in the room, and Qiu He threw a non-talkative look at Yuqiao, and then lifted the curtain and went sideways.

Yu Qiao stood a little depressed, staring at the flower card hung in front of the door with phoenix luan lacquered sandalwood wood, and the dragon flying and phoenix dance carved by Qin Xiyue three words on it, his mind couldn't help but be blank, all the plans he made earlier were based on this salary, and what should he do if something happened in vain?