The man in Tsing Yi stood up suddenly, grabbed Luo Qisu's slender waist and placed it on the wooden bed covered with satin.

Luo Qisu looked at the inky pupils of the man in Tsing Yi at this time, but his figure was not reflected in them. The slender fingertips of the man in Tsing Yi did not stagnate, and he untied the tie on Luo Qisu's chest, and a layer of Luo Shang was detached. However, Luo Qisu found that from beginning to end, the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi were as plain as water, as if he was just a stranger pressed under him.

Indeed, he and her were originally in Pingshui, and he must have thought that being with her was just a fish and water love with an ordinary woman.

She was no different from anyone else, no different from him.

Perhaps after this fish-and-water affair, he would forget about himself, and she was just a passing visitor in his life.

Even......

Even though she has the appearance of a country and a city, she is just a Qinglou woman after all, and his identity is unusual even if you don't have to guess.

She and him were separated by a moat that she couldn't cross in her life.

"Wait." She spoke, but her bare hand grasped the man's wrist and prevented him from moving forward.

The man's eyebrows showed a hint of dissatisfaction, but his fingertips stopped.

She bit her lip slightly and whispered, "Everything else is fine except that." ”

The man's voice became low, "Why?" ”

She looked away with a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and said softly, "The concubine has a lock poison in her body, and the prince and the concubine will also suffer from this poison when they have sex." ”

She could have not said it, and let this man who had no one in his heart suffer the same pain as her. But she still said that even if this man would be angry with her, she felt that it was not good to hurt someone for no reason.

What's more, this man already has a woman in his heart, and if he is destined to meet that woman again, she doesn't want him to regret what happened today.

And she herself is the lowest woman, how can she be more extravagant?

She closed her watery eyes, hoping that from tonight onwards she would be able to survive in peace.

……

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the expected beating and scolding did not appear, so that Luo Qisu involuntarily opened his eyes, and the man sat on a small wooden stool at some point, and in front of him was a crimson guqin that Luo Qisu was very familiar with.

That's, her piano, but why is it here?

didn't let her think about it, but the next sentence of the man in Tsing Yi made her cover her red lips.

"You made such a choice just now, aren't you afraid that the flower grower will punish you?"

"Childe also knows the flower grower?" Luo Qisu was a little surprised.

"I know a little, it's not much, it just so happens that this long night is long, you can tell me carefully." The man in Tsing Yi said lightly, but at this time, Luo Qisu showed a look of hesitation, she knew the rules of the smoke willow painting bridge very well, if she revealed some internal information, she would probably be punished not only because of the pain of locking the heart.

The man in Tsing Yi noticed the hesitation between Luo Qisu's eyebrows, and said softly, "I have solved the lock heart poison in your body, you don't need to worry." ”

Luo Qisu shook his head slightly, "If the son insists on wanting to know the concubine and telling the son, why should the son tease the concubine." ”

"That begonia flower on your left chest is proof of that."

Luo Qisu lowered his eyes, looked in through the loosened Luo Shang, and sure enough, as the man in Tsing Yi said, the original begonia mark on his left chest had disappeared, leaving only fair and smooth skin.

"Thank you for the concubine."

Luo Qisu immediately knelt down, and the spring light on his chest was unobstructed in the pupils of the man in Tsing Yi.

"Get dressed and pour me a cup of tea." The man in Tsing Yi raised his hand casually, and an invisible force slowly supported Luo Qisu's white and red knees, making Luo Qisu have to stand up.

"Yes, Childe." Luo Qisu wisely did not choose to kneel, but bowed slightly, and then took the tie and tied Luo Shang again.

……

"The flower keeper is an important position in the smoke willow painting bridge, since the concubine entered the smoke willow painting bridge, the flower keeper has always been a woman, and the concubine body and others need to be called respectful. Although the Zun Shang is a woman, she is almost omniscient, and she can only learn one or two of the Oiran like the concubine for more than ten years, but it is enough to make most men in the world obsessed, so the concubine often thinks that if it is replaced by the Zun, I am afraid that even the emperor will be difficult to resist the charm of the Zun. It's a pity that the Venerable has always shown people with a veil, and I have never heard of anyone seeing the face of the Venerable, but the concubine guessed that the Venerable must be the only woman in the world. ”

The man in Tsing Yi heard a kind of respect in Luo Qisu's tone, which made him slightly stunned, "The respect in your mouth is the person who planted the lock poison for you, don't you hate her?" ”

Luo Qisu shook his head slightly, "Although the Zun Shang planted the lock heart poison, but every month will give us the antidote in advance, although the Zun Shang is not easy to get along, but occasionally extra tolerant, if it is not to anger the bottom line of the Zun, the Zun will not let the lock heart poison poison, usually use some small means to punish the concubine body, etc." Compared with the smoke willow painting bridge, there are many people who are more ruthless than the honorable, and the other honorable people regard their subordinates as grass mustard, and they will be directly removed if the task is not completed, so the honorable will be very different in the body and mind of the concubine. ”

The man in Tsing Yi bowed slightly, but he was a little more curious about the Venerable Master in Luo Qisu's mouth.

"Now that the poison in your body has been resolved, where are you going?"

Luo Qisu asked rhetorically, "Can the concubine ask why the prince came to Yanliu to paint the bridge?" ”

"Find someone."

"Is it a woman?" Luo Qisu regretted it as soon as he said it, so why bother mediocrity with himself?

"Yes." The man in Tsing Yi said lightly.

Sure enough, Luo Qisu bit Sakura's lip after hearing the man's affirmative answer.

"The concubine wants to continue to stay in the Yanliu Painting Bridge." Luo Qisu raised his eyes and replied.

The man in Tsing Yi quietly looked at the woman's bright pupils like black pearls, "Why?" ”

????“ The voice of the woman that the child is looking for is similar to the concubine's body, and it should be easier to find it if the concubine is the child. ”

"I'm looking for another woman." The man in Tsing Yi said lightly, he didn't explain anything about Luo Qisu's misunderstanding.

Luo Qisu was stunned, he didn't expect to get this kind of answer, and then looked at the man in Tsing Yi with a resentful gaze.

"Childe is really a flower."

The man in Tsing Yi was irrefutable.

"Dare to ask how many wives and concubines there are in the son's family?" Luo Qisu continued to be curious.

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at Luo Qisu more, which made the woman's heart beat gongs and drums, but in the end he heard the man's answer.

"Three wives have no concubines, and there is no distinction between concubines." The man in Tsing Yi said calmly.

Luo Qisu was slightly stunned, and it was an unexpected answer.

"Childe is really different from ordinary people." Luo Qisu didn't know if this sentence was a compliment, but the man in Tsing Yi could treat his loved one fairly, which she especially appreciated.

"But the concubine thinks that Childe's three wives will love more than Childe."

"Why?"

"Because there is only so much love, and Childe's love needs to be divided equally, and at this point, Childe will always lose to your wife."

"There's a kind of losing that makes people willing to lose." The man in Tsing Yi finally showed a trace of emotion, and his eyes were full of memories.