The back image of the top lady hurrying away is very much on the run, and in fact it is true. In her impression, Jiang Gongzi was just a silent guest, and when he met a flamboyant person like Young Master Qi, he blindly only knew how to back down. But today...... What's going on? This person made her panic, anxious, and trembling, so that she did not dare to face each other head-on, and being stared at by him was tantamount to torture.

She fled too fast, and she didn't see Jiang Gongzi standing in place behind her, staring at her solemnly, and a sigh fell for a long time.

This night was destined to be unpeaceful, and the dark tide was surging in a small cold incense pavilion, and everyone had their own thoughts. The moon climbed up to the top again, the atmosphere of Tanabata slowly faded, and as the night became thicker, it brewed into a mood that made it difficult to sleep, and only the greedy and drunk people could escape and fall asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, the cold incense pavilion came and went as before.

Shen Yuan still had a headache when she woke up, she didn't ask anyone what it was like after being drunk the night before, she quietly took half a bowl of sobering soup, and lay down for half an hour. Scarlet Cloud sat on the pedal, leaning on the edge of the bed to talk to her, talking about the excitement of last night and the charming dance of the girl in the middle of autumn. In the end, it was a little unexpected for Shen Yuan - the first guest of the Sheng family was just a middle-aged person, but he made a decisive decision and offered a rare high price, so he was able to go with the beauty.

"Hmm...... And then what? Shen Yuan was vague, not caring about the answer.

"Then, I heard that early this morning, the guest left, and Miss Sheng sent him here, and the two of them talked and laughed." Scarlet Cloud turned around, stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Yuan's finger on the acupuncture point, "When I went to wash the tea set, the slave met Miss Sheng, and she also went to the kitchen to cook soup herself." ”

"Yes......" Shen Yuan wanted to ask what kind of soup it was, but he fell asleep again in a daze. This time, she didn't continue with the dream she had had had before, but her eyelashes were wet with tears in her deep sleep.

Oiran sleeps hard to wake up, and the top card can stay awake all night, so he gets up early and knocks on the door of the pavilion master's room.

"Madam, Guanying really knows that she is wrong, please Madame, give Guanying another chance."

The room was very lively, and the top lady who had not shown up for a long time knelt in front of the pavilion master, bowing her slender body low, crying and sighing, pitiful.

She has suffered a loss, and she will not be easy to advance again, and she has also learned the benefits of weakness, and her knees are weak, and she mourns. The indigo blue bicarat was draped over her body, and she looked like she was helpless, her long hair was scattered all over her shoulders, her whole face was haggard between her hair, and there were two dark blue under her eyes.

Mo Yuyuan was indifferent, only put down the dishes and chopsticks, and instructed the maid to collect the food box and change the tea.

"The warbler is still useful, please madam, don't throw me away! Madam, look, I'm going to be fine, I'm really going to be fine! She stretched out her palm, revealing a scabbed wound, a dry one, a reddened black color. This time, Mo Yu did as she wished and glanced down.

"Didn't anyone come to see you yesterday? Don't think enough? ”

The tone of the pavilion master was not stiff at all, like a common narrative at home, and the sarcasm was neither revealing nor dewy, like a dulled needle tip hidden in cotton.

"Madame......" Hearing this, the warbler was in disbelief, and immediately shed two lines of tears, her lips trembled, and her shoulders were shaking. She moved closer, her knees rustling against the ground, and reached up to the corner of the pavilion master's skirt, sobbing uncontrollably from her nostrils.

"Madame!" Her cry became more and more shrill, and her previous sorrow was pitiful like an illusion, "I really know that I am wrong, I know that I am wrong...... You see, I didn't, I didn't cause any more trouble. You see, I'm no worse than that autumn shino! The tears of the top brand fell in strings, and half of them slid into the neck, wetting a large piece of clothing. She was still insufficient, so she wiped it directly with her cuffs, gasping to show her feelings even more.

"Alright, you get up." Before she could get her breath, the pavilion master had already opened her mouth first. Shui Zhi immediately stepped forward and pulled up the crying top card.

The mandarin duck twisted her eyebrows and looked up and down the warbler very patiently. She knew that this woman was not good, but there was still something to be desired. She's been cold for more than ten days, right? Since the Sheng family has not become a climate, it is understandable to give her a chance.

Under such calculations, the face of the Leng Xiang Pavilion Lord slowed down slightly, and he said to Guan Ying: "I don't care if you know whether you are sincere or not, but since you have begged me, I think you have tasted the bitterness and know that it is powerful." The pavilion master's gaze paused, and the positive color stared at the face of the warbler, "Now that the injury on your hand has been healed, go and wash your face, don't lose the face of the Leng Xiang Pavilion." Still, remember—"

Mo Yuyuan's tone instantly cooled down, and the meaning of the warning was self-evident: "I let you go once today, if you are restless again in the future, you will be self-defeating." ”

"Thank you, ma'am! Thank you, Madame......"

The warbler has a lot of tears today, and her knees are also very soft. There was a muffled sound, and she knelt down on the main skirt of the Leng Xiang Pavilion again, kowtowing heavily, tears falling down, and the howl was almost coming out. Humble to this point, she looks down on herself anymore, but she can't control it at all.

Although Mo Yu Mandarin gave Guan Ying face, she still wondered why she suddenly cried and begged. She felt that it was her blue eyes for Sheng Qiuxiao that made Guanying feel afraid, but she didn't expect that before this, Guanying had shed tears for many days - this top lady didn't want to admit that it was she who dumped all beings in the past, and she was the one who cowered in front of Jiang Gongzi. There is no end to the days under the fence, and if you lose the only bit of pride, the warbler dare not think what it will be.

Shui Zhi sent away the embarrassed top lady, went back and turned a corner, and told the Oiran house about this good drama of crying and sighing. Shen Yuan slept until noon, rubbed his eyes and listened to the maid's relay, tugging at the corners of his lips and sneering.

"It's really fresh, go on like this, don't let her think that as long as she cries and sings, she can get the wind and the rain."

She called Scarlet Moon to bring the pipa, and tuned the strings and plucked a few clear sounds. The piano sound is casual and does not form a tune, and her thoughts are scattered, probably because she has watched "Zhou Yi" too much, and she always likes to think of some ethereal things.

The sun and the moon and the stars follow each other sometimes, the heaven and the earth are clear and unclear at the beginning, and all things are born at the beginning of the mixed yuan, and there is an innate moisturizing quilt on all sides. The eight directions are together, the way of heaven is constant, and the cultivation of no matter a grass or a tree, a flower or a leaf, a river or a river, is the foundation of destiny, never for external things and subtracted, not for oneself to exist.

Heaven is like this, and so is man, what is forcible will eventually be lost, but sooner or later, why bother to come to the camp?