In the sixteenth year of Kangzheng, late spring.

Before the rain, the stamens between the flowers appeared, and after the rain, there were no leaves at all. Bees and butterflies have crossed the wall, suspected to be spring in the neighbor's house.

"Hua Nu, what about the Jade Princess? Why are you still here, do you want to be lazy when you don't work in the daytime, you are not old, but your hands and feet are like a seventy or eighty. The little girl, who was two years older than He Dangli, saw her still doing the work of picking flowers in the backyard, and she was a little impatient and wanted to step forward and pull her away.

The impatience on his face was not concealed, but fortunately, the scolding and scolding that came all the way stopped a lot.

"Sister Peach, but is there anything wrong with the Jade Princess's search for slaves?" He Dangli, who has been in the building for more than three months, has eaten a lot better, his face is ruddy, and he has grown a little meat, and he is no longer so thin that there is only a big-headed doll with skull eyes. An already brilliant little face is even more eye-catching, especially those brilliant eyes only need to look at you so much, I only feel that the whole heart is crisp, and I can't wait to take it out and give it to her. Even this thin little body is like a wicker branch in spring, growing upward.

"What else can I do, when the master shouts to you to go over, where did you come from so much nonsense, you don't know how to do your work all day, you just have the ability to steal and play tricks." Pink crossed her hands on her hips, and her face was full of arrogance. I almost didn't lift my chin up to the sky and look at people with my nostrils.

"Hua Nu knows, thank you Sister Peach for telling me." Although He Dangli, who is as tall as a little poplar, doesn't like to talk in the building, but just because this face is so beautiful, I don't know how many little girls are secretly moved.

Even a few little butt sellers called people into the room from time to time to touch their little hands and kiss their little faces in the name of pastries and fruits.

"Hmph." The girl named Peach couldn't help blushing when she stared at her like this. I secretly scolded several times in my heart, a lowly man who serves people, looks so good-looking, and does nothing.

"Why don't you come with me, if you make the master anxious, you can get your good fruit to eat. I see that you just have a good face, who knows if there are straw bales and dung pits hidden inside, and you can't even understand human speech. Peach stood a little impatiently under the eaves and rolled her undisguised white eyes, looking at the bewitching male fox face she was busy with, and felt that she had exhausted her appetite.

When a man looks like this, isn't he born to be pressed by others. What kind of fake Qinggao is pretending, maybe it will be rotten in the future, and only that son will be regarded as a treasure.

It's easy to tell the origin of their relationship, just because one of Taohong's favorite Qingqi once asked He Dang to leave his room, and even stayed for a whole day. So much so that she has always been interested in this flower slave eyes are not eyes, and noses are not noses. If you encounter the words, they are all harsh, or you are rolling your eyes in death.

"The slave will come soon." He Dangli picked the petals that Sister Xueshuang deliberately ordered her to pick this morning, saying that they were used to make flower cakes. I just don't know if she'll be lucky enough to get a little bit of leftovers to try.

At that time, there was not a gold cave called Caifeng Pavilion in Jinling City, and the largest flower building was just a place called Baihualou. Unfortunately, the small house where she voluntarily sold herself as a slave was only a distance from the mouth of an alley in the Baihua Building, and the-for-tat between the two never stopped.

It's still daytime, it's quiet in the building, and everyone is sleeping. Even the gentleman in the black and white tuxedo who nested under the eaves had not yet returned home, except for a flock of chirping birds sleeping with their heads covered.

"Well, Jade Boy is inside, you can just go in by yourself." The peach is good, and she is over thirteen this year, and she thinks she will have to pick up customers in a year or two. Coupled with a spicy temperament, there are many benefactors who are good at it.

For the people in the building, He Dangli has always adhered to the practice of being able to do good and not evil. What's more, her current identity still needs to be kept secret, who knows if the He family outside is still persistent in digging her three feet into the ground without giving up.

"Okay, thank you Sister Peach." He Dangli pulled out his cuffs, and could only wipe out two shabby copper plates from them. I'm ashamed to say that this is all my net worth, and with a well-behaved smile on his face, he handed it over; "This is a little rouge gouache money that the slave added to Sister Peach, and I have to thank Sister Peachy for telling her son to find a slave."

"It's still your kid on the road." Stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, not to mention that you still eat people's soft mouths and take people's hands short.

After Taohong left with the copper plate, He Dangli stood at the door and took a few deep breaths, so nervous that his palms broke out one after another. Fang plucked up the courage to push the door in, the house was quiet, the begonia window was half-opened, and the gilded orchid pattern incense burner was burning with elegant and fragrant incense.

The place where she is now is called Chu Xianglou, and everyone can understand what she is doing. And there are not only men and women in it, but the price is even much cheaper than that of Baihualou.

Moreover, the people in it not only receive male customers but also female customers, depending on each person's preferences, and the price is naturally not cheap. When He Dangli first came in, he did some of the most inferior things like pouring night pots and cleaning. Soon after, he was asked for by the person who called the son of Jasper, and became a personal servant, and I don't know if it's good or bad this time.

But she thought she was good, she had an easy life, and she had a chance to read again. The worry is that the danger has also increased greatly, not to mention that she has known since she was a child that there is no free lunch in the world, and when she wants to get something, she has to weigh what she has to exchange.

"Childe, I don't know if you have something to tell you to call the slave." He Dangli deliberately wiped his sweaty palms on the burlap clothes on his body several times when he came in, and he was afraid that his shoes would be stained with mud and dirty ground, so he would take off his shoes in advance when he came in.

His eyebrows were lowered, making it difficult to see the change in his complexion, and even his movements were so gentle that he feared the strength of stepping on an ant.

"Hua Nu, come here." Given that the voice between the boy and the young man is magnetic, gentle as a lover grinding in your ear, and with the crispness of a young man, you want to get closer to his voice every minute.

Sitting quietly by the mirror, a man in goose-yellow tulle is drawing his eyebrows and lips, and his face is delicate. A smile and a smile are all seductive, at this time with his back to the person pushing the door and entering, the thin golden silk flower gauze with the fine white skin texture outlines the man's delicate and powerful slender waist.

He Dangli took the mahogany comb handed over by the man, and was stunned for a moment. Then he knelt obediently behind him, and his rough hands picked up the man's long hair, which was as soft as a landscape splashed ink painting, and combed it.

The man's hair is of good quality, and the breeze splashing ink on his head like a landscape is soft and fine. At the end of the comb, the mahogany comb soaked in rose flower water exudes a faint fragrance.

"What did the flower slave do today, he even had a smell of flowers on his body." The man put down the blue thrush pen in his hand, picked up a white jade butterfly-shaped jade pendant in the small rosewood box and played with it in the palm of his hand, his eyes were full of cold color.

"The slave was ordered by Sister Xueshuang this morning to go and pick the early morning dew petals to make flower cakes. I also ate a small piece of cake given by Aunt Wang in the kitchen. He Dangli's movements were light and soft, as if he was dealing with the finest silk in the world. The curly, dense eyelashes are half-hung and obscure a small area of light cyan shadow under the white eyelids.

After a pause, the rosy lips with the color of begonia flowers were half-opened; "The slave also knows all the words taught by Gongzi three days ago, but some of them don't understand." At the end of the words, even she was a little annoyed and wondered if her brain would be too stupid, and then her lips were half pursed.

"Hua Nu is obedient, if you are hungry in the future, you can come to me to eat pastries, otherwise it will be a waste, and besides, I don't like to eat such snoring sweet and greasy things." Jade Gongzi turned around, grabbed He Dangli's thin white and tender wrist, and imprisoned the person directly on the dresser. The dressing and other things on the stage crackled and fell all over the ground.

A white hosta purred around several times before stopping, and the ambiguous and charming feelings suddenly became horizontal.

"The flower slave really deserves the name of the flower, and it is really like a peony with a national color and fragrance, the longer it grows, the more beautiful it becomes." The man chuckled, and stared at the villain below him with a half-narrow peach blossom eye, as if he was looking at something rare.

"What does Childe mean?" He Dangli obediently lay on the wide dresser with his upper body, and his legs were allowed to hang down uncomfortably. A pair of eyes stared blankly upward, and she felt as if she was beginning to go numb, and she knew better that if you ask for something, you have to pay for it.

It's a pity that the empty line of sight above was quickly obscured by the man's soft face, and the man's face was delicate. What's more, now that he has put on makeup again, the willow eyebrows, vermilion lips, and the dots between the eyebrows are even more charming, and even He Dangli, who doesn't know what is beautiful, is sometimes stunned.

"Hua Nu, what do you say I want to do?" The long fingertips of the jade boy slowly and gently caressed her face, as if with a huge resentment and hatred, every word was like chewing the sweet words that melted in his throat, and he gently approached and whispered; "I'm thinking that Hua Nu was born so well, how good it would be if he was looked down upon by the benefactors outside, but it would be a pity to be so glamorous. If the color of the flower slave is really worthy of the reputation of Jinling in the long bloom for a few years, but what will happen before that? Whether they can live until the day of flowering. ”

"I don't know." A faint breath summed it all up.

He Dangli shook his head, his curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and gently pushed away the man who wanted to press her. then walked to the small table behind him, made a cup of tea for it, and handed it over, saying; "Childe has been in a bad mood lately."