It is said that Cheng Qi was led into the main courtyard by the guards, and his feet were not on the cold ground, but on the wooden floor, and he could feel the steady stream of heat through the clouds and footwear.

The inside is more elaborate than the outside, the Yunting stone bridge, the Bihu cornices, and the wooden building opposite from time to time came some laughter, it seems that people are inside, and they don't come out to wander around.

The guards couldn't go inside, and at this time an old woman came to the left, Cheng Qi recognized it from the memory of the original owner, it was Aunt Yun who was in charge of training them, and said, "Aunt Yun, I have you to thank you." ”

Aunt Yun was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, so she only nodded: "The girl is polite." ”

She didn't mention what happened last month, but only took Cheng Qi into the wooden building, when the wooden door with hundreds of patterns was opened, there were all kinds of refreshing fragrances, and there were shark yarns like water.

At first glance, I thought I had entered the Pansi Cave, and it was estimated that the combat effectiveness of the girl here was no worse than that of the spider spirit.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Qi is back."

After Aunt Yun finished speaking, she didn't explain anything, but closed the door and left.

And Cheng Qi stood in place, looking at this place curiously.

This wooden building is only used for sleeping, and the girls to be drafted in the Vermilion Bird Building are also hundred, and it is really unrealistic for one person to have a room, not to mention that the Queen Mother once emphasized that they must abstain from entering the palace, so they are not allowed to bring maids to serve.

The appearance of this room is like the dormitory when I went to school, a brocade bed is next to one, separated by an expensive crystal curtain in the middle, and the end is a famous boudoir style, so the screen flower arrangement, delicate and delicate eye-catching.

And since she came in, those officials and businessmen have stared at her, laughing in groups, Cheng Qi knows that everyone is still quite comfortable in front of Aunt Jiaoxi, after all, they are all children who have just come out of ten.

The youngest hasn't been weaned yet.

"Hey, isn't this Cheng Qi? Sick and cured? ”

The girl on a brocade bed on the left sneered, causing the people around her to cover their mouths and chuckle.

"Did you bring us anything good?"

"What's good? Dead mouse? ”

Everyone laughed even more happily, and the flowers and branches trembled.

Cheng Qi frowned, it stands to reason that she shouldn't endure it like this, but for some reason, as soon as she entered the Vermilion Bird Tower, she instinctively feared and panicked, from the inside out, it seems that the original owner has been raised here since she was three years old, and has a lot of painful memories.

"Cheng Qi, what are you doing standing here? It's blocking the light for all of us. ”

A girl who looked to be about the same age as her walked over, stretched out her dancôme-stained fingers, and was about to push her shoulder without saying a word, but was grabbed by Cheng Qi.

Such an action made the atmosphere in the room tense for a moment.

"Cheng Qi? You dare to stop me? ”

The girl said very unhappily.

Cheng Qi was very uncomfortable with the atmosphere that could be torn at any time here, he let go of his hand coldly, looked around, but didn't know where he should live, and was about to go out to find Aunt Yun, when he suddenly heard someone behind him call softly: "Grandma? ”

Cheng Qi turned around and saw a girl coming down the stairs not far away, eleven or twelve, combing a simple draped bun, wearing a blue narrow-sleeved double-stacked skirt, delicate and cute, but a little restrained.

Cheng Qi remembered that she was the only friend of the original owner in the Vermilion Bird Building, and it can also be said that she was another person with a Vino personality, she was the daughter of the owner of the largest porcelain burning workshop in Xiping, Zhen Kiln Workshop, Ma Zhen, Ma Youqing.

"Youqing?"

She tried to call lightly, Ma Zhen really smiled shyly, glanced at the jackals, tigers and leopards around her, walked over and pulled Cheng Qishun up the stairs to the second floor, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

It's just that these two people went upstairs, and the door of the house was pushed open again, and with a bang, two people walked in with high spirits, the previous girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a purple skirt, her hair was high and cumbersome, and there was a flower dot on her forehead, which looked very difficult to get along with, it was Han Yi, the niece of Xiping Thorn Shi.

In terms of age, Han Yi shouldn't stay in the Vermilion Bird Tower, but Dachang is heavy on officials and light on business, and she has such a good background, so she will naturally be lenient with some rules, but it can't be too much.

If he can't be selected in the spring of next year, Han Yi really won't have a chance to enter the palace.

And the girl in green behind her is Wan Jingjing, the daughter of Wan's ticket number, this Wan family has always been in business by the Cheng family, so Wan Jingjing and Han Yi got closer, stuttering everywhere.

As soon as they saw Han Qi walk in, the girls in the room immediately changed their attitudes, not to mention how affectionate they were, and the one who was grabbed by Cheng Qi immediately said: "Sister Yi, that Cheng Qi has just come back, and he is upstairs at this time, you ...... Don't go to see her? ”

Her face was full of schadenfreude, and the rest of the people also looked like they were watching a good show.

Suzaku Lou is boring, but watching Han Yi bully Cheng Qi, that is their favorite.

Han Yi was originally cold, but when he heard that Cheng Qi was back, his eyes lit up slightly, and he said slowly: "That's the case, Jingjing, you put away everyone's unwashed foot clothes and handkerchiefs, let's go upstairs." ”

Wan Jingjing nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay." Then he chuckled proudly, "I haven't seen him for more than a month, I heard that Cheng Qi has added a lot of problems, and he has the kung fu to pick up other people's pants, so it's better to wash us Huan Wash." ”

Everyone laughed and laughed, in a thousand ways.

…

On the other side, after going up to the second floor, Ma Zhen pulled Cheng Qi to sit on the innermost brocade bed, and said with concern: "Grandma, are you okay?" I've heard people say you're in a bad place? ”

Cheng Qi nodded lightly: "It's okay, it's all right." ”

Ma Zhen listened, his eyes were slightly red: "It's okay, I heard that you got dirty on your body this month and were injured, but I was in a hurry." Gently wiping away tears, "Anyway, it's good that people are back." ”

Cheng Qi nodded, and was about to speak again, when she suddenly heard a powerful footstep at the top of the stairs, and then there was an uneasy discussion around her, she frowned, not knowing what was going on.

However, Ma Zhen suddenly clenched her hand, a little scared.

Cheng Qi didn't wait to ask, and the crystal curtain next to the brocade bed was opened, and Han Yi's face came into view.

For some reason, Cheng Qi's heart tightened, and he was completely cold.

When they met Han Yi's eyes, countless memories poured out wildly, engulfing her in an instant.

It's like falling into a cold cellar.

And Cheng Qi also remembered for the first time what this Han Yi had done to Cheng Qi before.

The rest is too trivial, only one thing.

The night before she went to Beijing to run for the election, Han Yi pressed her into the blue lake water in the backyard and wanted to drown her, but none of the onlookers pleaded for her, because there was only one place on the first floor a year, and the original owner went, and their various training and hard work this year were all in vain.

What's more, if you are not forgiving at the age of thirteen, if you are not selected after the age of thirteen, you will have to leave the Vermilion Bird Tower, and you will lose the opportunity to enter the palace and shine on the lintel forever.

The feeling of suffocation that had been submerged in the water came back to me, and my chest seemed to be blocked with cement, and I was clenched with fear and fear.

Terrible humanity.

Cheng Qi had some heart palpitations, frowned and did not speak.

"Cheng Qi."

Han Yi said that, Wan Jingjing handed the wooden basin forward, it was full of foot clothes and handkerchiefs, which were clearly clean, just to embarrass her.

Cheng Qi took a look, thinking that he was here to collect dirty clothes, so he put his handkerchief inside.

In this way, Wan Jingjing and the others were stunned.

She sneered: "Cheng Qi, are you really stupid to hang yourself?" ”

After Wan Jingjing finished speaking, she threw the wooden basin into Cheng Qi's arms: "I washed and dried it before night, and I must fold it for us and send it over, do you hear?" ”

Han Yi hugged his arms, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Give me a good scrub......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the basin full of clothes and handkerchiefs came to his face again, mixed with Cheng Qi's cold voice.

"Fuck your uncle."