Xia Yuqian suddenly opened her eyes, but found that she was lying on the bed, the morning sun had not yet risen, the sky had not yet dawned, and the room was still lit with dim lights.

She held her forehead with one hand, felt her head a little heavy and dizzy, and turned around to see Mo Xian sitting on a round stool not far from her, he lowered his head slightly, and by the faint candlelight in front of the table, the gold and silver needles in his hand were quietly shuttling on the embroidery.

"Moxian-sama ......"

"You're awake. Mo Xian said, but did not look back, his voice seemed to be a little tired.

Xia Yuqian couldn't remember what happened last night, but vaguely remembered that she rushed into the backyard with some emotion, and lost consciousness after yelling at Xiao Han......

"Why the hell, everyone has to hide it from me?" she slumped on the bed in frustration, her dark eyes darkened, "Is ......it because I get into trouble a lot?"

Mo Xian didn't speak, just sighed softly.

"Lord Moxian, can you tell me, what happened to Sister Thorn Flower, why did she become like that?" Xia Yuqian remembered the quarrel with Thorn Flower in the room that day - she had been restless these days, a little regretful but also very confused, she couldn't imagine that Thorn Flower, who had always seemed ordinary and carefree, could hide such an amazing secret......

The silver needle in Mo Xian's hand paused, he slowly put down the embroidery bandage, his elbows on the table, and his ten fingers crossed together to support his hanging forehead, as if he was praying, and as if he was recalling the past that had been sealed in the dust for a long time.

"Thorn Flower, originally called Lin Rong, is a very beautiful and talented girl, she was not as old as you when she first came to the Red Place, and Xiao Han was the same year, the Red Fang at that time was not as famous as it is now, and I was just a handyman who stood at the door and was responsible for greeting the guests......"

(Fifteen years ago) Tianhuang City, Red Square.

At the gate, a man dressed in a clean white plain shirt was greeting every guest with a smile on his face.

"Hello, hello, please come in!" he greeted the guests respectfully.

"Xiaomo, the supervisor asked you to bring the new dancers to familiarize themselves with the environment. ”

"Hey, okay, okay, I'll go right away!"

Over the years, the business of the Red Square has been tepid, and despite the painstaking efforts of the directors, it has not worked. This time, I don't know which supervisor came up with the bad idea of recruiting some singers and dancers to help the guests who came to stay happy.

He trotted all the way to the backyard, where stood a dozen little girls about ten years old, they were looking around curiously, chattering and laughing, his eyes fell on the two little girls standing at the end, their beautiful looks and outstanding temperament were particularly eye-catching, dressed like ladies, not like the other girls, who looked like wild girls.

Xiao Mo led the girls into the main building, and along the way, the two little girls who walked at the end kept holding hands, as if they were a little nervous. But he didn't think much of it at the time, he just thought that they were a little introverted and scared.

It was a very busy day, and since the business had been very bleak since the opening of the Red Workshop, the elders of the Han Mansion decided to revoke the current owner of the house and bring in a new owner......

At night, Xiao Mo was about to go to dinner with everyone after finishing his day's work, but the supervisor suddenly stopped him.

"Xiaomo, you go upstairs first to send this jar of wine to Young Master Fang!"

Although he was a little reluctant, he agreed repeatedly. When I walked upstairs, I suddenly heard a scream from a first-class guest room.

Without much thought, he rushed in, but was stunned by the scene in front of him—a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with porcelain blue curly hair holding a long knife with internal force in her hand, and blood dripping from the knife, and next to her, another black-haired girl with braided braids, collapsed on the ground in disheveled clothes, looking at the person opposite with a horrified expression. Xiaomo turned his head to look at the guests in the room again, it was an eight-foot strong man, holding his arm that was cut by a knife with one hand, and glaring angrily at the girl holding the knife in front of him.

The guest widened his eyes and cursed, then picked up the steel knife he had placed beside the bed. Seeing this, Xiao Mo rushed forward with an arrow, thinking that no matter how he said it, he was once in the top ten in the ring, he couldn't just watch him kill innocents indiscriminately! He just wanted to step forward to stop it, but he didn't want that person's internal strength to be strong Unexpectedly, he was shocked by the opponent's palm on the wall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he fell.

Just as the man was about to raise his knife to slash at the girl in front of him, a white light appeared in front of him, and a handsome young man suddenly appeared, slashing the steel knife in the guest's hand with a palm in the air, and the huge internal force wave shook the man to the ground.

"Boring ......" The young man glanced at the big man lying on the ground with some boredom, and then lifted the wine jug in his hand and raised his head to drink.

The guest's eyes widened in astonishment, and the young man in front of him was dressed in a white robe, with his slightly long messy hair draped over his shoulders, looking unruly. He had a long black sword pinned to his waist, and the red token of Han Fu was still hanging on the hilt.

"You...... Are you from Hanfu?" the man asked in disbelief.

The boy tossed the flask aside, but still raised his head slightly, as if he hadn't finished drinking. He looked at the people on the ground and said coldly: "Lao Tzu is Han Shaokun, the young master of the Han Mansion, and the new owner of the Red Mansion, remember!"

Hearing his words, not only was the guest's jaw almost dropped, but even Xiao Mo was in disbelief-I didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be the new owner of the workshop, or the young master of the Han Mansion? If it weren't for the red token of the Han Mansion hanging around his waist, the powerful internal force revealed by the move just now did show an extraordinary talent, otherwise Xiao Mo would have thought that he was really drunk!

After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Mo who was lying aside, and then turned his head to look at the two little girls who were snuggled together tightly due to nervousness.

"Are you alright?" he stepped forward and tried to help the girl on the ground to get up, only to find a deep bruise on her ankle, which he may have sprained when she struggled just now.

"She couldn't go. The girl with porcelain-blue curls and a knife in her hand said anxiously.

"It's okay, I'll hug her. He smiled and picked up the girl on the ground. Xiaomo hurriedly helped them push the door open.

"What's your name?" Han Shaokun asked.

"My name is Xiao Han, and she is my sister Lin Rong," the blue-haired girl said, pointing to the girl in his arms, a natural smile appeared on her face, "Although I am not a sister, I am closer than a sister!"

"Xiao Han, Lin Rong...... It's all nice names. A gentle smile crossed his face, and there was a shallow pear vortex on the corner of his mouth.

Later, after getting to know each other, I learned that Xiao Han came from a patriarchal family, because the fortune teller told her parents at birth that her fate was compatible with her twin brother, so she was abandoned by her family, and fortunately Lin Rong's parents adopted her. Lin Rong was originally born in a wealthy businessman's family, and her family was in the dart business, and she had no worries about food and clothing, until her parents were unfortunately killed by bandits, and the family was ruined, and the two came to Hongfang to be dancers in order to make a living.

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