"Hello sister, this is the licorice lotus heart soup that the Oiran lady ordered the kitchen to send, clear the heart and reduce the fire, please take it and meditate."

The little girl spoke and acted with a clear eye, respectfully holding the tray and waiting for someone to take it. When the maid who watched the warbler heard this, her whole heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to look back at her face. The little girl waited for a long time and didn't move, then raised her head again, and added seriously: "The sister next to the Oiran also said that if the girl doesn't drink, or smashes something, she can only ask Sister Shuizhi to deliver it in person." ”

The meaning is self-evident, I don't care if the warbler will have a seizure, the maid quickly took the plate, and thanked the little girl with a good voice. The little girl was clever, didn't say a word, didn't look at it much, and kindly helped her close the door and walked away.

"Girl...... Yes! Girl! Don't dare! ”

The maid forced her fear back to the bed, and before she knelt down, Guan Ying had already grabbed something and smashed it on her face. The maid couldn't dodge, so she was so frightened that she fell to her knees, clinging to the object in her arms, not caring about the hot soup at all, and spilling it on her hands.

The long hair of the top brand was shaken messy, his chest rose and fell violently, and his white skin quickly showed a layer of flushing, slamming the bed, and shouting angrily: "Clear heart, clear heart!" Hmph, she's well-informed, and she's used to abuse me, a shameless and skinless person! ”

Although it is difficult to get along with the warbler, it is not crazy, and it is impossible to treat yourself badly, and suddenly it is so out of control, you still have to start from the day when the rain just started. That day, the young master Qi finally woke up and pulled Guan Ying to continue playing the pipa, but he didn't know that he had made the wrong person.

"Miss Guanying's piano skills are outstanding, I don't want to play the pipa so well, now that I have woken up, why not play a song again to appeal to my feelings......"

At that time, Guan Ying was not angry inside, she was still smiling with her face, one hand was held and caressed for a long time, and she couldn't be embarrassed by the words, so she had to forcibly prevaricate: "Young Master Qi, people's waists are still sore...... How can the young master bear to ask others to play the pipa at this time? Her voice was already delicate, saying such ambiguous and flirtatious words, and then throwing a wink that wanted to welcome and rest, and then made the other party's whole body bones crispy.

This level was regarded as a fool, and it was not until it was sent out of the gate that Guanying's hanging heart was put down, but the young man Qi suddenly turned around: "Beauty, take a good rest...... I'll come back in the evening to listen to the pipa with you. Just a word, and by the way, I hugged her waist and pinched her.

Fortunately, he didn't give Guanying a chance to react, and kissed her directly on the lips and left. The warbler held on to the door frame, her lips were still slightly open, and the whole person seemed to be stunned. This Young Master Qi's temperament, she also touched eight or nine times out of ten in one night, and she is a master who will not give up until she reaches her goal......

"Uh-"

In the room with the doors and windows closed, red blood beads dripped down, and they all turned dark red. Half of the blade of an eyebrow trimming knife was still sandwiched in the flesh of the palm of his left hand, and the expression of the warbler was painful, and he was biting his lip so that others would not hear the screams.

She just wanted to make a light stroke, get some blood out and fool the past, only shed a few tears, and make a pitiful look, and she could also take the womanizer into her pocket. It's a pity that she lacks courage, as soon as the cold blade touches the palm of her hand, she becomes scared, and she trembles and does not dare to use force. After hesitating for a long time, she had to close her eyes and heart, and felt that she only increased her strength a little, but she never expected a sharp pain in her palm, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were already full of blood.

Guanying even forgot to cry, and didn't know if the fear would hurt the muscles and bones, or whether she should be glad that it was not the right hand that was hurt, and the blood beads fell down one by one, stinging her eyes, and she cried like she had just woken up from a dream.

It was still the maid who rushed to hear the sound, beat and scolded her crying, and bandaged her wounds. The mouth of the Great Dao was indeed terrifying, and she didn't dare to speak out, let alone ask the doctor to diagnose the injury, and hastily stopped the bleeding.

For eight days, the warbler did not need to remember how painful the wound was, because the pain never broke; She didn't need to remember how much her heart hurt, because that Young Master Qi never came again.

At first, the road was slippery in the rain, and it was not suitable for travel, but she could comfort herself. Later, when the weather was sunny and the flowers were blooming, not only did she not wait for Young Master Qi, but she also lost the favor of her benefactor because she injured her hand.

In the past few days, it is not that no guests have come to her, but she didn't dare to see her, so she had to shirk it again and again, and made Mo Yuyuan think that she finally understood herself, and no longer had no head or brains to stick it regardless of the smell. For this reason, Mo Yu Mandarin specially asked Shui Zhi to spread the word, saying that the first card can be pointed, and it cannot be pushed too far.

"Oh, oh...... Okay, I see, I'm going to ......" The head card flashed a pair of almond eyes and responded in a hesitant manner. When invited by another guest, she finally appeared, still covering her long sleeves in such a hot weather, folding her hands quite dignifiedly, kneeling gracefully, and not being too close to people.

Xu is so eager to welcome and recuperate the style is indeed itchy, in the face of the long-awaited warbler, the visitor is more eager, seeing that her hand is injured, will be a few words of concern. Only Guan Ying herself knows how worried she is. These worries were finally fulfilled when she played the moon qin, if it was just a glissando, she couldn't hold down the strings despite the wound, and the wound collapsed when she pressed the strings, and the red blood stains oozed out, and the interest was swept away at a glance.

So the guests were gone, and her face was lost. The strings were red, and her eyes were red, but it was still her maid who helped her back to the room. Passing by the weeping flower corridor again, the mood was very different, and the warbler didn't dare to look up, let alone listen carefully, for fear of knowing that others were mocking her, ridiculing her, and watching her jokes.

Shui Zhi was sent to ask her the reason, but she didn't dare to tell the truth, so she could only make up and deal with the past, and she still had to smile as usual. Sending Shui Zhi away, the tip of Guanying's nose was really sour, and he couldn't figure out why he didn't refuse, why he had to play the Yueqin, whether it was to please the guests, or-

Or is it to prove that she is the same as the little pavilion master, and she is also a woman who knows her identity and is not only leaning on the door to laugh?

Either way, they all failed, and they were all left alone in the empty room and no one cared about them.

Such a lonely situation lasted until the afternoon of the previous day, when the young master Zhu suddenly visited, bluntly came to visit the warbler, and brought her what was said to be the best rouge cream. Guan Ying was overjoyed, busy grooming and dressing, and before he could comb his hair, Young Master Zhu couldn't wait, and went straight upstairs.

The warbler has been depressed for many days, and has lost a lot, and the body is in pain, and the red tide on his face has not disappeared for a long time. She looked to her side shyly, but her eyes widened instantly: that Young Master Zhu was hurriedly putting on his clothes, obviously leaving.