Zhen Shaorong frowned and said, "An Shengyue? She dares! If she does it to me again, I'm ...... I'll just ......"

"How are you?" Qingluo pursed her lips and chuckled, feeling helpless for Zhen Shaorong and An Shengyue, the happy enemies.

"Forget it, if you don't mention her, you get angry when you mention it, and she doesn't look like a woman at all. Blind with a good-looking face. "Zhen Shaorong is like a gentleman, a frequent visitor to Yan's return.

"Oh? What is it about Zhen Gongzi that bothers him so much? Qingluo sat on the stool, waiting for Zhen Shaorong to speak.

Zhen Shaorong drank all the tea in the teacup in one gulp and said: "I met a confidant a few years ago, and I returned to my hometown after only seeing one face. It took several years before I finally got a letter saying that he was coming to see me. In the morning he sent a message saying that we would meet in the lake. ”

"As a result, no one came?" Qingluo guessed.

Zhen Shaorong scratched his head and said, "No, I looked for three laps in the lake, but I didn't see anyone." ”

He really missed that confidant, and he really felt that he had a great appetite for himself.

"Oh? I'm on the lake today, so you might as well tell me what that boy looks like? Qingluo added tea to Zhen Shaorong again.

What does it look like? Zhen Shaorong was stunned and couldn't remember.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't remember it, so I had to scratch my head and say, "I only remember that my name is Yan Yi." ”

Yan Yi? This time, I was stunned.

"Young Master Zhen, what a coincidence, I happened to meet a young man named Yan Yi today." Qingluo covered her lips and chuckled, she could guess why Zhen Shaorong didn't wait for that confidant.

The confidant jumped into the lake and picked up a hairpin for him, and he was behind the screen at this time, of course Zhen Shaorong didn't see it.

"Such a coincidence? Hey, maybe the one you see is the one I know! Qingluo, tell me where you saw it? I'll go to him. Zhen Shaorong's reckless and eager appearance made Qingluo laugh more than once.

At this time, Yan Yi came out from behind the screen and shouted, "Shaorong." ”

Zhen Shaorong was dumbfounded, rushed over, hugged Yan Yi and patted him on the back.

"Yan Yi, it's you! It's really you! I thought you didn't show up! How did you end up here? Zhen Shaorong was excited.

Qingluo told the matter before and after, and Zhen Shaorong sighed: "There is fate, there is fate, it is really fate." ”

The reunion of confidants became a reunion of the three of them, Yan Yi lived in Zhenjiazhuang, and became a frequent visitor to Qingluo like Zhen Shaorong.

After going back and forth, Yan Yi fell in love with Qingluo, but he didn't dare to speak because of his identity.

He is Yan Jun, and he is not an ordinary son, so he is not capricious.

One day, he and Zhen Shaorong went to Yan to return to find Qingluo for tea as usual.

Halfway through, a woman with a knife came out, and ran into the market after Zhen Shaorong with her sleeves.

Yan Yi knew that Zhen Shaorong would be fine, so he didn't care.

After Yan returned, he saw Qingluo's maid Xiaopei sitting at the door crying.

The old bustard shook his fan and scolded: "It is the blessing of Qingluo to be able to marry that uncle as a concubine, and I am willing to pay 10,000 taels of gold to buy Qingluo, and silver is indispensable in the family." ”

She made a lot of money, and of course she was full of joy.

"Xiaopei, what's going on?" Yan Yi stepped forward and pulled Xiao Pei up.

Xiao Pei wiped his tears and said, "Young Master Yan, my girl, my girl, she was bought by a bad old man." ”

Yan Yi was shocked, and hurriedly asked where Qingluo was, Xiao Pei raised his hand and pointed, and a red sedan chair happened to disappear around the corner.

Damn it! Yan Yi was impatient in his heart, and he chased after him.

Qingluo in the sedan chair was tied up with five flowers, and she didn't want to marry the bad old man, but she was forced.

Women are like duckweed, especially the women in the green building, who are even more cheap.

Even if Qingluo is unwilling, there is nothing she can do, and now she can't even commit suicide.

His bound hands were bloodied, and his mouth was still stuffed with silk cloth.

"Qingluo, I'm here to save you." The sedan chair suddenly sank, and Yan Yi had already appeared in the sedan chair.

"Yan, Yan Gongzi, how did you get here?" Qingluo was surprised, no matter how good her martial arts are, she may not be able to make people appear in the sedan chair out of thin air like this, right?

Yan Yi lifted his lips and chuckled, throwing away the silk cloth in his hand.

He picked up Qingluo and left the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was carried to the master's house, and the curtain was lifted, and there was no one left, except for ropes and silk cloth.

Yan Yi hugged Qingluo, and in an instant, he was already in the mountain, and Qingluo landed on both feet, shocked.

"Young Master Yan, ...... you" Qingluo wanted to say something, but Yan Yi waved the sleeves of her robe, Qingluo's expression changed, and she said softly, "Young Master Yan, we have been walking for a long time since we set foot in spring today." I want to rest. ”

Qingluo looked down at the blood stains on her wrists, a little puzzled, what happened just now?

She couldn't think of anything, she only remembered that she and Yan Yi went out.

"Qingluo, don't you go back to Yan, stay with me, live in this mountain, how about it?" Yan Yi pursed his lips and finally spoke.

He didn't want Qingluo to marry, but he didn't want to violate his morality.

Yan Jun was not allowed to fall in love with a mortal woman, unless, this woman was already a dead soul.

I thought Qingluo would refuse, but she nodded and said, "Okay." ”

No woman can resist such a temptation, and her sweetheart will be a couple for a lifetime.

But she doubted: "But Young Master Yan, can you redeem me seriously?" Some mothers came to us ......"

"Don't worry, I'll redeem you." Yan Yi didn't want Qingluo to think of the fact that he was bought as a concubine by the old man's ten thousand taels of gold.

Halfway up the mountainside, there is a small courtyard that has been abandoned, and Qingluo and Yan Yi live here temporarily.

Unmarried men and women live in the same room, Qingluo thought that Yan Yi would marry her.

But Yan Yi didn't mention it, and he didn't say to take him home.

Qingluo made dinner, and asked Yan Yi while setting the dishes and chopsticks: "Young Master Yan, where do you live?" Why don't we go and meet Yan Gongzi's parents first? ”

Where is it at home? Yan Yi was stunned and only said, "I live far away."

Far away, how far is it? Far away and reluctant to take her home.

She thought again, he never said he liked her, or maybe it was just her wishful thinking, right?

"Yan Gongzi, it's true that Qingluo is a Qinglou woman, but Qingluo's body is innocent." Qingluo's meaning when she said this was nothing more than hoping that Yan Yi would take her home or marry her.

The persecution of the woman pressed on Yan Yi's heart like a mountain, he should have gone back to the underworld a long time ago, but he was reluctant.

"Qingluo, I didn't mean that." Yan Yi was in a dilemma.

"Yan Gongzi ......" Qingluo bent down and kissed Yan Yi's lips, like an electric shock, Yan Yi withdrew.

Although the women in the Qinglou are humble, they are all very strong, and Qingluo laughed at herself.

"I was self-inflicted. Qingluo will return to Yan tomorrow. ”

"Don't." Yan Yi took Qingluo's hand and pulled her into his arms, "Qingluo, I have my troubles. ”