87_87437 At this moment, the sky is completely dark, the alleys are full of bright lights, people come and go, almost in front of the buildings are a few young women with heavy makeup, squeezing their eyebrows at passers-by, waving to each other. Although it was the middle of winter, they didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, they were all wearing light leno skirts, showing a smear of snow on their chests, flowers were full of flowers, and the fragrance was fragrant.

They saw Zhong Ziyuan's figure from a distance, and immediately swarmed around her coquettishly flirting and scolding, making these servants swallow their saliva and secretly scold this little white face who killed a thousand knives to steal the limelight.

Zhong Ziyuan struggled to squeeze out the rouge pile, but her headscarf was torn crooked, the upper of her shoes was dirty, and there were a few more red lipstick marks on her collar.

Cardamom immediately familiarized Zhong Ziyuan with tidying up, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's like this when I go back, if they don't take advantage of it enough, they won't let our young master go." ”

Zhong Ziyuan scratched her red nose and said with a smile: "This is also angry, they just treat me as a friend and use it to make fun." ”

Li Zhukuai said with a strange face: "It is understandable that young people are vigorous and vigorous. But you have to take it easy, don't hollow out your body bones early. ”

As soon as Zhong Ziyuan heard this, she knew that he had misunderstood, and she said with a smile: "Li Zhu is about to worry too much, because they used to be my patients, so they will be more enthusiastic about me."

A soldier ruffian glared at the bull's eye and urged impatiently: "Okay, whether you are a patient or a prostitute, you can find that woman for me quickly, if you delay the official business of the military master, be careful that you master and servant can't finish eating and walking." ”

"Wait." Cardamom suddenly stopped with a voice.

The soldier pressed the hilt of the knife on his waist and threatened: "What, you have to wait until you get here?" I know that you were all talking nonsense just now, saying, are you in the same league as the injured thief? ”

Who knew that Cardamom didn't pay attention to him, she just looked around for a while, and then picked up a branch to carefully sweep the snow off Zhong Ziyuan's upper, and then explained: "It's not that I don't want to take the military master but see the injured girl, but after a while, when I enter the house, the snow will turn into snow water when it encounters heat, and the upper of the shoe will be soaked." When it comes out again, the snow will freeze again, and your feet will freeze to death. With that, she began to crackle and pat the snow on her feet.

Li Zhukuai listened to the reason, so he also found a branch and began to pat the snow on his shoes, and the rest of them did the same. So the original tense atmosphere eased strangely in this crackling sound.

After turning two more corners, the group came to a courtyard gate. The gate is closed and sparsely populated, except for two red lanterns hanging in front of the door.

"This is the back door?" Although Li Zhukuai used a question sentence, he was already sure in his heart.

Zhong Ziyuan nodded and said to Cardamom, "Go knock on the door." ”

Cardamom immediately stepped forward and struck the brass ring on the door. "It's coming, it's coming, who left the gate and didn't leave, and drilled into the back door." The door opened, and a young woman in a breast-length skirt with a large peony silk flower poked her head out. When she saw Zhong Ziyuan's eyes, she couldn't help but light up, and said in surprise: "Doctor Jia, you can be regarded as here." But when she rolled her eyes and saw Li Zhukuai and the gang behind her, a trace of hesitation suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The ruffian didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pushed her away, and strode into the courtyard. He stared around with bull's eyes and shouted, "Where are the wounded?" Hurry up and take the military master to see it. The rest of the people followed him and broke into the courtyard together.

Seeing that the woman staggered and almost fell, Zhong Ziyuan hurriedly walked a few steps, helped her, and asked, "Yan Niang, are you okay?" ”

Yan Niang grabbed her hand and asked in surprise, "Doctor Jia, why did you bring the official errand?" If Zhang Gongzi thinks that we have reported to the official, then our Caiqiao Pavilion will not stop. ”

Zhong Ziyuan patted the back of her hand and comforted: "Don't worry! It's going to be fine. After a pause, she whispered sarcastically: "Even if you report to the official, do you think they dare to squeak?" The words made Yan Niang's eyes gloomy.

Although it is in the backyard, it is still very exquisite, with pavilions and flowers, and verandah flower walls. You can vaguely see the lights in the front yard, and you can vaguely hear the babbling music and the endless sound of fists and noises.

"Please follow me." Yan Niang led the way in front, led the group through Hua Xie, walked through a corridor and entered the back hall. When I arrived in the hall, a hot air mixed with the rich aroma of fat powder came to my face, and there were more and more dancers, prostitutes, and maidservants in it. Li Zhukuai and they only felt that there were flowers in front of them, pink and white, which caused them to hate that their eyes were less, and they couldn't see it at all.

Zhong Ziyuan and Cardamom did not squint, and followed behind the smoke cloud to a closed chamber. Pushing open the door, Zhong Ziyuan raised his feet and walked in. Although this room is small, it is fully furnished. The black lacquer inlaid sofa table, under the window is a begonia spring sleeping chair, through the ebony hollow carved screen, you can vaguely see the bed behind, someone lying in the brocade quilt.

Li Zhukuai and they also hurled in together. The ruffian shouted loudly, "Where is it? Where are the people? ”

Although the smoke lady was unhappy, she still said with a smiling face: "The patient is in bed, she is not lightly injured, and she is timid. Please be careful. ”

The ruffian pushed her away and strode behind the screen. I saw that the person who embroidered the quilt was shivering from head to toe hidden in the quilt, leaving only a soft wisp of green silk on the pillow.

The soldier snorted coldly, grabbed the corner and wanted to lift it, but one hand quickly pressed on it. He was furious and just wanted to get angry, when he saw Zhong Ziyuan and said with a stern face: "Don't scare her, let me come!" Maybe her expression was too strict, maybe her eyes were too cold, and the soldier obediently let go of his hand and took a step back.

Zhong Ziyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and she whispered softly to the person hiding under the brocade quilt: "I know you hurt, let me help you take a look, it won't hurt if you take medicine." ”

Yan Niang also rushed over and comforted softly: "Yun'er, don't hide under the covers, hurry up and let Dr. Jia help you take a look." ”

After a while, just when the ruffian couldn't help but want to get angry again, Yun'er finally slowly lifted the brocade quilt covering her body, revealing her pale and immature face, as well as her petite body with no undulating curves.

With tears in her eyes, the cigarette lady said babblingly: "Yun'er is only twelve years old, and she has not reached the age of combing at all. It's not that where the plague god was angry, he ran to our Huaqiao Pavilion to spread the wilderness, and tossed Yun'er into this picture. ”

As she spoke, she gently rolled up Yun'er's sleeves, revealing a thin arm. The scars on it were shocking and terrifying. It was full of whip marks and bite marks, and there was blood in several places, and the skin was open, and there was hardly a good piece of flesh on the whole arm.

"It's not just the arm, but now Yun'er can't find a piece of good skin and flesh on her body at all." The cigarette lady choked up again and added. Yun'er, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but shrink back, and a large amount of blood immediately leached out under the madder cotton pants under her. The ruffian, who was originally like a fierce god, saw the miserable appearance of this little girl, and a trace of pity couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Despite such an injury, Zhong Ziyuan had already seen it on several people, and he still couldn't help but be angry. She slammed the bed board hard, gritted her teeth and scolded, "What a brute." ”。