Chapter 133: Light Ling Tastes

"Miss, what I have is money! Come back next time! These times it's because I'm not lucky! You bastards who look down on people, get out of here! A woman in fancy clothes swayed from side to side as if she was drunk, and was kicked out by the strong men of the gambling house.

"Humph! What the hell! The woman took a sip and said disdainfully, "I have to make money back!" You're all showing me! I—I'm going to find my pride! ”

When passing by Pang Ruolan, the woman pushed her and scolded: "Get out of here!" Do you know who my mother is? Saying it scares you to death! Sell just one porcelain in the store, and it's enough for your family to eat for a year! Get out of the way, don't bother me! ”

"Could it be that you are the only daughter of the owner of the porcelain shop opposite Huafeng Building, the No. 1 restaurant in the Imperial City?" Pang Ruolan asked guessingly.

"Humph! You're not stupid! When I heard me say precious porcelain, you can guess what kind of business my family is doing, and I guess it quite accurately! The woman grinned and glanced at Pang Ruolan.

"It's really disrespectful and disrespectful, I didn't think that the lady of the owner of the porcelain shop was bombarded by the gambling hall! Really, alas. ”

"Really? Tell me about it! What is it?! The woman grabbed Pang Ruolan by the collar and asked fiercely.

"It's just for Miss I don't feel worth it! A small gambling house, it turned out that the dog looked down on people! Could it be that Miss has bad luck for a while, and she still can't be driven away by these dog-eyed villains? The villain has heard that this gambling house also has a business, which can be mortgaged with things, of course, it must be something valuable. When the young lady wins the money, these snobs are not even worthy of carrying shoes for the young lady. Pang Ruolan smiled coquettishly.

"Mortgage? Well, how I didn't think of it! Good! That's great! I don't have any money. Don't I have anything of value yet?! The woman laughed and walked in the direction of the porcelain shop, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Miss Ben still doesn't know your name!" Your head is really bright! Why don't you stay with me in the future? ”

"The villain is just an ordinary person, suffering from a serious disease, I am afraid that it will infect Miss. Alas, otherwise I wouldn't have been walking the streets and alleys until now, doing small jobs for people to earn a living. Pang Ruolan sighed heavily, deliberately wiped her nose, and shook her hand again.

"Whew! It's disgusting! Dirty my eyes! Seeing Pang Ruolan's indecent movements, the woman gave her a blank look and left quickly.

Pang Ruolan couldn't help but secretly say: It's really rich to make ghosts grind. It seems that the arrogant little brother in her mouth. really loves money like life, so quickly made this woman addicted to gambling. And the people who can often persecute themselves quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly are also the closest and unguarded people around them on weekdays.

Pang Ruolan, who was forced to add fuel to the fire, was depressed in her heart at the moment. Bought some fruit at random. She walked in the direction of Bao'er Pavilion.

Walk through the hustle and bustle of the street market. Pang Ruolan came to the Bao'er Pavilion, casually gave the male bustard a hundred taels of silver tickets, and went straight to Qingling's room with his charming smile.

The sun shines brightly at noon. Warm, but Pang Ruolan's mood at the moment was like entering an ice cellar, she didn't know what happened after Qingling went to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Holding seasonal fruits in her left hand and raising her right hand lightly, Pang Ruolan, who wanted to knock on the door, did not move for a long time, stood for a while, but the door opened with a "squeak".

Qing Ling's slightly pale face did not have a warm smile like before, her eyes swept over the fruit she was holding tightly in her arms, nodded to Pang Ruolan, and turned to enter the room.

After sitting for a while, Pang Ruolan took care of herself and plucked the pomegranate, and she didn't know how to speak.

"Are you here to perform pomegranate plucking?" The words in his ears were slightly cold, and Pang Ruolan, who had never seen him so cold, was slightly stunned for a while.

"I, I'm worried about your ......" Biting her lip, Pang Ruolan couldn't help blurting out, "Why are you so indifferent to me, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Heh, what am I worth? Who cares if I'm happy or not? Qingling's eyes were filled with water, and he was sitting opposite Pang Ruolan, pouring himself sake, cup after cup.

"I care." Pang Ruolan's fingertip pomegranate rolled down the table and stopped at Qingling's hand.

raised her eyes to stare at Pang Ruolan's lightness, and suddenly smiled poignantly, "Do you sympathize with me in the brothel?" The dignity of women is so important, some women are more willing to give up life and death for it, but you are willing to play the guzheng for the sake of a man you meet for the first time...... It turns out that I am being amorous? ”

"You mean the flowers? It turns out that I played the guzheng that day, and you were there. Pang Ruolan took Qingling's hand, put some pomegranates in his hand, and said: "I don't have any sympathy for you, it's just that I can't moths to the fire, because I have people who must be protected and missions that must be completed." Before that, I couldn't love anyone. In my opinion, if there is really any method to divide a person's nobility, it should be a kind personality, not a high or low status. ”

"You—you're really different." Qing Ling exhaled, a smile shining in her tearful eyes.

"You are also a different kind of existence for me. So, don't be indifferent to me, I have my own bitterness. ”

The sunlight outside the window shone in, softly falling on the two of them, the woman gently plucking the pomegranate, and the man's slightly pale face flushed.

It is time flies, years and quiet.

After returning to Youfu, Pang Ruolan first went to see Qianyu's condition, and saw that although her face was pale, her mental state was much better.

"Youlan, Youlan master!" Pang Ruolan, who had just come to the courtyard of the West Wing, was excitedly pulled by a woman by her sleeve.

"Mo'er, I'm fine! How did you know I was coming to you? Pang Ruolan smiled softly and pulled Mo'er into the room.

"I heard that the master was injured, and Mo'er wanted to take care of it, but the housekeeper said that the master needed to recuperate. Mo'er has been standing at the gate of the courtyard for the past few days, expecting to see her master recover. Mo'er's eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was full of worry.

"I'm fine, and besides, why do you call me master again? We're friends, just call me Youlan. ”

"No matter Mo'er, you will always, always be Mo'er's master!" Mo'er said urgently.

"Call it whatever you want, but I'll treat you as a friend." Pang Ruolan saw that Mo'er had not changed her mind, so she went with her. As for the title, it is just a formality.

"Master, why does your body still look slightly weak?" Mo'er looked at Pang Ruolan and blurted out.

"I need to recuperate, and I'll be alive after a while!" Pang Ruolan grinned, her eyes rolling.

"Mo'er is very worried about you, and I hope that the master will protect his body."

"Okay, I promise you, I'll take care of myself. How is your father's health? ”

"My father's health is already well, thanks to the timely supplement, thank you for your concern." Mo'er looked at Pang Ruolan gratefully.

"By the way, after a while, you and your father will leave the secluded mansion, and I will find you a safe and comfortable place to live." Thinking that the only daughter of the porcelain shop owner had already taken the bait, Pang Ruolan said.

"Okay, Mo'er and her father's lives were saved by the master, what the master says is what, Mo'er obeys the master's arrangement in everything!" Mo'er's words were firm, and her eyes were full of trust.

"Okay, then wait for my news, live here with peace of mind first, and after you leave the house, everything will start again, and everything in the past needs to be kept secret."

"Yes."

The two talked again, and Pang Ruolan instructed Aunt Liu to take good care of Mo'er's father and daughter, and returned to the room to sleep after dinner.

In the early morning of the second day, Pang Ruolan got up early and cooked eight treasure porridge for Qianmo and Qianyu herself, and then went out of the secluded mansion, she wanted to go to the remote suburbs of the imperial city to find a house, preferably with a large garden. (To be continued......)