Chapter 1 Things are people, strange paths

Boom, boom!

"Hey, it's raining again!" A woman sighed softly, her voice revealing a hint of loss that could not be concealed.

"Miss Qing, don't think about it, if you enter this kind of place, everything else is extravagant." The little girl said Caiju.

Han Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Yes, what else do I hope for?" ā€

Picking chrysanthemums was laid out with a quilt, "Sunny girl, it's not early, take advantage of the rain, you should rest early." After taking two steps, he suddenly looked at a woman lying on the ground next to the bed, "This person is really weird, is he sleeping, or is he unconscious?" If I don't wake up tomorrow, I'll let people carry her out and throw it away, always bullying the girl here, causing the girl to be scolded by her mother! ā€

Han Qingmei glanced at her, did not respond, and when Cai Ju left, she walked to the motionless woman lying on her back, and said to herself, "If you are sent by God to save me, why do you have to sleep all day?" If you're just like those people, just passers-by, you don't want to wake up again......"

He turned around and sat back down at the square table, staring at the candle flame in a daze, and sat down until the second watch, until the loud rain became louder and louder, and then he turned around and fell asleep.

In Yihong Hospital, the start of construction is after 4 p.m., that is, the hour. The girls here can sleep in the morning, go out shopping after breakfast, or be invited by an official to earn tips alone.

The girls seldom went out alone, but always in groups of twos and threes to prevent attacks from the good women.

But when they are in the yard, most of the time it is a competitive relationship, comparing guests, comparing talents, comparing how much they earn, comparing their worth, and tomorrow's yellow flowers are not satisfied with the "fresh meat" that is just popular...... Everywhere is comparing.

And Han Qing is one of the best in this group of sisters, but she is stubborn, arrogant, and refuses to accept customers.

If it were someone else, the old bustard of Yihong Courtyard would have taught people a lesson, but because Han Qing was young, and many guests had long been worried about it, if she had her mind turned around, she would definitely be the leader of Yihong Courtyard!

Han Qing didn't go out of the house all day, and she didn't eat a single grain, seeing her weight drop little by little, her already slender figure made me feel even more pitiful, just standing lightly, I had a feeling of being blown away by the wind.

Cai Ju brought the food at the behest of her mother, and she put it on the table and said, "Miss Qing, it's so stupid for you to practice your body like this, is survival important or arrogant?" Cai Ju sighed.

"Wait a minute."

Cai Ju stopped and looked happily at the beautiful figure sitting on the head of the bed.

"You help me drag this guy away!" Han Qing stared at the pillar at the head of the bed with vacant eyes, which were all the marks she had carved every day she came here, and it was almost half.

Cai Ju glanced at the motionless person lying on the ground, in fact, he had already wanted to do this in his heart, "Okay." ā€

Not long after, two men walked in under the leadership of Cai Ju, and when the two lifted the sleeping woman on the ground and was about to go out, suddenly the two men seemed to have seen a ghost, and then "clang", and then a woman screamed, and the two men fell out of the wilderness.

"Y-You're awake?" Cai Ju is more than thirty years old, she has seen everything in Yihong Courtyard, she is still not surprised, calm and calm, she believes that the person in front of her is definitely not a ghost.

And the woman blinked, looked left, right, and slowly stood up with her head that was still a little shaking, "Where is this?" She remembered that she had fallen off a cliff and ...... No, what about Xiao Zhao? What about Shi Liu? The three of them are obviously together!

Bu Youran had just regained consciousness when she heard the delicate voice say the words "drag out", but she didn't know that it was herself who was dragged out!

She looked around, completely ignoring Han Qing's stunned expression, "Where is this?" Did you see the two of you with me? One man and one woman. ā€

Cai Ju returned to his senses, "You ask us, we still want to ask you, what is your surname?" Where? Is there anyone else in the family? ā€

"I ......" Bu Youran's head hurts, "why does my head hurt so much." ā€

"It's no wonder that falling from such a high wall doesn't hurt." Cai Ju sneered.

"The wall?" Bu leisurely frowned, "I'm not from the cliff ......"

"Oh, I said, girls, what are you doing here?" A plump woman in her forties, wearing heavy makeup, walked to the door, holding a handkerchief in her hand, and looked into the room with her waist crossed, "Who are you?" ā€

Before Bu Youran could answer, Han Qing, who had been sitting in front of the bed, stepped forward and replied with a smile, "Mom, she is the old family member I brought back a few days ago." ā€

The old bustard was flattered, since Han Qing came to the garden, he had never had such a good attitude towards her, this was the first time, "No wonder." ā€

"Mom, she has nowhere to go, can you let her stay and give me a hand?" Han Qing smiled, which made the old bustard's heart bloom, thinking that this fellow is really good, at least Han Qing is in a much better mood, and if it goes on like this, it will be a day to pick up customers.

"It's good, it's just ......," the old bustard spread out his palms, "This cost of eating and drinking is going to add a sum of money, you look at your mother here, now there are fewer and fewer guests, and there are few people like you who are both talented and beautiful......"

The old bustard is cunning and cunning, and everyone can hear the meaning of his words.

Han Qing bit her lip, holding the old bustard's clothes in her hand, faintly sweating, "Mom, I can answer you, but I only sell my art." ā€

The old bustard's eyes lit up suddenly, "Okay, it's okay, take your time, take your time......"

The old bustard left happily, and when he left, he deliberately glanced at Cai Ju, who understood and went out with him.

Bu leisurely stood on the side, even if his head was not clear, he understood the situation in front of him, this is a brothel, and the woman in front of him saved herself, and now she promised to "come out" for her.

"I'm sorry for dragging you down." Bu leisurely looked at Han Qing and said guiltily.

"Sooner or later, we're going to have to get to this point." She lowered her eyelids, looking even lowered.

Bu leisurely coughed lightly, "I—I want to drink some water." ā€

Han Qing raised her eyes, hurriedly poured water on the table, handed it to Bu Youran, watched her drink it, and asked, "What's your name?" Why did you fall off the eaves that day? ā€

Bu leisurely put the cup back on the table and smiled, "Before I answer your question, can you let me figure out which country this is?" ā€

Han Qing's slender brows furrowed, "You're not from Qingguo?" ā€

"Qingguo?" Bu was stunned, "Which Qingguo?" ā€

Han Qing sneered, "Is there still two Qing Kingdoms in this world?" You're funny! ā€

Bu leisurely frowned, if she remembered correctly, the country she crossed over for the first time was the Qing Kingdom, and it had been overthrown and changed to Jingguo.

Bu Youran couldn't help but bow his head and smile, it seemed that it was indeed a coincidence, but he didn't think that he was so destined for the name "Qingguo".

However, no matter what, it has nothing to do with her, and now the top priority should be to hurry back to the snow country to find Xiao Zhao and them.

Han Qing smiled leisurely when she saw Bu, thinking that she had been bored.

Bu Youran asked, "How far is it from the Snow Country?" ā€

"Snow Country?" Han Qing repeated, "You mean the country that is particularly remote? ā€

"Remote?" Bu smiled leisurely, "How can it be remote?" It has a vast territory and a considerable area, and countries take it as the leader, so why do you say that it is remote? ā€

As if hearing a joke, Han Qing couldn't help but shake her head, "I don't know what you are talking about, but among what I know, Snow Country is indeed a small country, it is not rich, or it can only be said to be just starting. ā€

Just getting started......

Wait, wait, etc.,

Did she make a mistake?

Qingguo, the fledgling snow country......

Could there be such a coincidence?

Bu leisurely looked left and right, fortunately there was a window in Han Qing's house, she hurriedly walked over and pushed it open.

The street was full of shouting, and the clothes of the people were simple and simple compared to the powerful and wealthy people of Snow Country.

There is a teahouse opposite, and the furnishings on the teahouse seem to awaken memories that have been sealed in the mind.

In this situation, the steps feel strange and familiar.

"This, is there anyone named Chu Jinyu here?" Bu leisurely turned his back to Han Qing, and his dark pupils looked at the teahouse across the street, which was already full of friends.

"You mean Song Sangongzi?" Han Qing raised her eyebrows.

Song Sangongzi, this is the first time Bu Youran heard his name.

Bu Youran's body shook slightly, "He, how old is he now?" ā€

As soon as Han Qing mentioned Song Sangongzi, her cheeks couldn't help but flush, "It should be fourteen or fifteen." ā€

Bu Youran held the edge of the windowsill tightly with his hands, and his mind went blank......

……

She'd been sitting all night and all day, and she hadn't eaten a drop of water.

She couldn't figure out what had gone wrong, why had she crossed over again? Is it because of the instrument? So where did Xiao Zhao go? She meticulously recounted what had happened recently from beginning to end, and it seemed strange, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

"Step girl, if you feel bored, you can go out for a walk." Han Qing held the guqin in her hand and raised her eyes to look at Bu Youran.

Bu leisurely turned his head, "How old are you this year?" ā€

"Fourteen." Han Qing was stunned.

"Fourteen ......" Bu leisurely lowered his head and smiled, "You are ...... in Yihong Courtyard again" is fate joking, right? The first time she crossed over, it was Chu Jinyu and Song Yifan, the eldest son of the Song family, who wanted to come to Yihong Courtyard.

Once, she was a participant in Chu Jinyu's fate, so what about this time? What about fate?

"Miss Qing, are you ready?" There was a urging to pick chrysanthemums outside.

Han Qing bowed, lifted her skirt and stood up, glanced back at her leisurely steps, and turned around.

Bu leisurely hesitated and decided to go out with him.

When I went out of the door, I walked five steps away, and suddenly there was another scene.

It was a much livelier place than a daytime market, with a mix of men and women, but unlike the usual brothels, it was a little more classy.

Most of them are selling art, and there are few who sell their bodies, or those who sell their bodies and have a bit of grace have been bought, and they have become those domestic prostitutes who are officials or businessmen in the court, and this form has evolved into a wind, and there are more poems to set off: the family is full of money, dozens of female prostitutes, and silk and bamboo are endless day and night.

It can be seen from this that the extravagance of the Qing Kingdom.

Bu leisurely pulled the curtain and peeked into the hall, Han Qing was on stage for the first time today, but there was no timidity, at a young age, he was generous, he held the strings, and interpreted the song superbly, like the autumn wind blowing in the pine forest, the meaning was deep, and when the sound fell, she rose up with all her styles, and everyone had not yet woken up, until she left, and she got a round of applause.

The woman was remarkable, her composure was not in keeping with her age.

Bu leisurely lowered the curtain and wanted to turn around and walk back, when a small voice came, "Second Master Song, you go this way, it's good to see the scenery here." ā€

Bu Youran's body was shocked, she didn't have time to dodge, and the little girl had already led Song Yifan over.

He is just like the appearance in her memory, full of energy, extraordinary, he is carefree at this time, and he is the darling of the Song family.

He walked straight up to his leisurely side, then stopped abruptly.

Bu Youran's heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat, do you recognize it? Did he recognize her?

However, Song Yifan's gaze swept around, and finally turned his head to the rear, "Jinyu, it's good here." ā€

With a "Jin Yu", he completely gave in and petrified leisurely, and his mind was blank.

She wasn't ready to meet him again at the age of fifteen.

She hadn't figured out how the two of them should talk.

She didn't build anything, but came a "surprise attack".

Bu Youran's heartbeat seemed to have reached his throat, his blank head was so chaotic that he couldn't think, and he saw that the handsome boy in his memory had already gone upstairs, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his narrow phoenix eyes with a hint of light and light attitude towards the world, and his white and tender skin that could be broken by blowing a bullet made people jealous, he got closer and closer, and the surroundings were still cheering for Han Qing's performance, but now they were silent, and their eyes were unanimously on the third floor, moving with Chu Jinyu's footsteps.

Bu breathed heavily, until he was less than a foot in front of her, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

He glanced at his phoenix eyes, gasped, his eyes swept lazily, the corners of his mouth were hooked, his long legs moved, and he passed by leisurely......

"Little second brother, two pots of good wine!"

"What kind of wine? Not afraid to go back and be talked? Chu Jinyu said lazily.

"Then serve two pots of the best tea here!"

"Howler!" The little guy turned around and walked out, and when he saw Bu Youran, who was still stunned in place, he felt his face raw, and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Girl, where are you?" Is it new, or is it coming in with which guest officer? ā€

Hearing this real question, Bu Youran came to her senses, and she stroked her chest and gasped, as if she wanted to make up for all the inhalations that had just been missed.

The little guy looked leisurely and behaved strangely, but he looked stupid, but he didn't look like a troublemaker, so he shook his head and walked down the steps.

Bu leisurely returned to the house and saw Han Qing sitting at the head of the bed, holding a square juan in his hand, silent.

She approached, picked up the glass of water on the table, and drank it all, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and the indescribable mood just now still could not be erased.

After calming down for a while, Bu Youran whispered to Han Qing, "You played the piano just now, which is amazing!" ā€

After a long time of no reply, Bu Youran noticed Han Qing's strangeness, she walked to her side, and looked in the direction of her dull gaze, this is a handkerchief without any patterns, so clean that it feels too simple, but when a woman looks at it in a daze, and it is the age when the spring heart sprouts, everyone understands that this is seeing things and thinking about people.

At the age of fourteen, it is the time when the spring heart is budding.

Bu Youran smiled and said, "If he sees your performance tonight, I believe he will definitely admire you." ā€

"Really?" Han Qing looked up at her suddenly, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

She was just tempting, but she didn't expect her to believe it, and she couldn't help but feel guilty, "You have good piano skills, and everyone below is still unsatisfied after you leave, and they applauded." ā€

Han Qing's pupils, which were originally getting brighter and brighter, seemed to suddenly realize something, and dimmed again, and her mood was low again, "So what, my status is low, and when I walk out of this door, I can't get rid of this stain in this life." ā€

This statement is indeed true, and besides, in such a backward feudal ancient period, which man can accept marrying a prostitute as his wife?

But go, what made Han Qing decide to take this step was also because she was leisurely!

Bu Youran blamed herself more and more, she looked down at the tip of her shoe, "If you want to redeem yourself, how much silver do you need?" ā€

"Redemption?" Han Qing sneered, "Once I enter the Red Mansion, I can't get out in this life, I'm the daughter of a criminal official, and I can't get out anymore." ā€

"Criminal? What sin did your father commit? Step leisurely twisted his eyebrows.

"Bullying the king." She sneered, "A year ago, my father had just been rewarded by the emperor, and a year later, my father was sent to the frontier, my mother died of illness, and I entered the Qinglou. ā€

Bu leisurely sighed, and saw again the handkerchief she was holding tightly in her hand, the ancient men's handkerchief was also quite exquisite, generally only used by people with some status, but most of them are good satin, hooked in a corner, or a certain kind of favorite plant, but in front of him, the white one is featureless, and the cloth is even more ordinary, which makes it difficult to figure out its identity.

She saw that Han Qing had gotten up, and couldn't help but retract her gaze, "Step girl, I see that your body has recovered, it's not that I don't keep you, but this is not a serious place, I'm worried that if you stay again, you will be ...... with you."

Bu leisurely chuckled, "Don't worry, I haven't come to this kind of place once or twice, I should be very handy." "Last time Yuwen Xiaoru was there, it was a month, and it can be said that he is familiar with the rules, especially the rules here.

"But......" Before Han Qing finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and she slowly stood up.

Bu leisurely opened the door.

Cai Ju looked straight down the street and looked at Han Qing, "Miss Qing, my mother said to let you go out and play another song." ā€

Han Qingxiu twisted her eyebrows, "Didn't you say that you should only play one song every night?" ā€

"Ouch, my daughter," the bustard's raised voice suddenly interjected, she licked her smiling face, and walked in, "You can give your mother a long face, as soon as you come out, look at those people's straight eyes, and then play, no one dares to be angry, this formation, really makes my mother open her eyes." After you left, the group of people below couldn't watch any other shows at all, so they had to ask you to play another song, and it was useless for me to persuade my mother. ā€

"But ......" Han Qing was dragged out by the bustard.

At her side, she suddenly stretched out her hand to block it.

The old bustard turned his head, "You?" ā€

"Mom, yes." Bu Youran smiled calmly, giving people a sense of arrogance, "Introduce yourself, my name is Bu Youran, and I haven't greeted you since I came." ā€

The old bustard's hand was released from Han Qing's arm, his eyes glanced at Cai Ju, and motioned for her to find someone, thinking that Bu Youran was going to deliberately make trouble.

Picking chrysanthemums will understand and leave.

Han Qing looked at Bu Youran with a worried expression.

The corners of Bu Youran's mouth rose, and he said confidently, "Mom is the person in charge of Yihong Hospital, of course, to do this kind of service industry, we must focus on the guests, and try to meet the requirements of the guests, after all, the money has to be earned from them." However, since my mother also said that Han Qing's appearance was wonderful, and the guests couldn't get enough of it, this is a great thing, I believe that you have carefully cultivated and waited patiently, isn't it just to make Han Qing the pillar of Yihong Courtyard? ā€

At this time, Cai Ju had already walked over with someone, waiting for orders.

The old bustard raised his hand and motioned for her to wait.

Bu leisurely glanced back, saw that the old bustard had listened to her words, and continued, "Scarcity is precious, mother understands this truth, right?" ā€

The old bustard nodded solemnly.

"Rare things are expensive, and many are cheap. If the guest likes it, he will go to greet him, which is not wrong, but have you ever thought that after many times, there will be a sense of contentment. In the face of a rare talented woman like Han Qing, she should be carefully treasured, kept and retained, this time it will be more and more, and in the future, the tide will rise, and her worth will also rise, and she will be even more wealthy. What do you say? ā€

After listening to this long avenue, the bustard was stunned and thought for a while, and said to Cai Ju, "You go and help me call Dongli and let her prepare for the next one." ā€

Cai Ju nodded and withdrew.

The old bustard looked at Bu Youran and said with a smile, "I don't know what your intentions are, whether it is for the sake of Han Qing, or really for the sake of Yihong Courtyard, I don't care about these first, I can wait, ten days later, if Han Qing can't earn 10,000 taels of silver for Yihong Courtyard, you will get out of here immediately!" ā€

"Of course!" Bu leisurely watched the old bustard walk out.

"Are you crazy? Ten thousand taels? Han Qing closed the door.

"What's so hard about just 10,000 taels?" Bu Youran didn't care, "Why are you so unconfident?" Do you know that with the reaction of the audience tonight, your worth can double several times in less than three days? ā€

"It's easy to think." Han Qing sat on the chair, still angry at the impulse of the leisurely step.

Bu smiled leisurely, and didn't say much, after all, it's useless to say anything now, only wait, wait for this result to come out.

……

Just after three days, the old bustard took the initiative to find a leisurely step.

"Step girl is a god!" The old bustard sat opposite Bu Youran and praised, "It seems that the girl is also a person who knows how to do business, I wonder if you have any other high opinions, girl?" ā€

"I don't dare, it's just a little bit of a small building."

"Girl, don't be modest, my Yihong Courtyard has been open for so long, only Han Qing has made the fastest money, if it is still at this rate in the future, I believe it will be ...... in less than a year" The old bustard stopped his mouth in time, thinking that he didn't seem to be able to tell her the truth.

Bu Youran guessed the old bustard's thoughts, "Mom, don't worry, you earn your money, I didn't say that I want to take a few percent from you." ā€

"What's that girl's picture?" The bustard didn't understand.

Bu Youran lowered his head and smiled, "What am I trying to do now?" As if talking to himself, "Ridiculous, right? I don't know myself. ā€

The old bustard became more and more confused, but a person who didn't even know what he was trying to do, but obviously had a coveted talent, was even more terrifying and wary.

"That's good, I'll help you protect Han Qing from only selling her art and not her body, if she finds true love one day, she can leave by herself, but this premise must be after she is twenty."

Bu leisurely raised his eyebrows, and his smile was still light and light, "It's good if you say yes." ā€

After Han Qing came back, she heard that the bustard was in her house, so she hurriedly walked over, pushed open the door, and saw Bu Youran and the bustard talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

That's when my heart fell.

……

Before you know it, a month has passed, and now it's March, which is the peach blossom season.

Under the leisurely construction of the old bustard, the girls were organized to go on an outing to the west of the city.

There, the peach blossoms all over the mountains compete to bloom, the flowers are gorgeous, and the beauty is overwhelming.

"Sister step, I want it too, I want it too." The little girls saw the manicures that Bu Youran did for Han Qing, and they all rushed to do it.

Bu smiled leisurely, "Come one by one." ā€

Now she has a mentality like an old man who has gone through the world, looking at them like children.

After a while, after noon, the girls lay on the grass and took a nap comfortably.

Walking leisurely to the top of the mountain, climbing high and looking at this peach forest, there is a green bamboo forest not far away, bamboo used to be his favorite plant, I don't know if he is still like this?

All these days, she's been wondering, why on earth did she cross over again?

Once, she had a task, so she went to contact Chu Jinyu.

And now?

They have nothing to do with each other, so what if they stretch like two parallel lines?

Will the gears of fate change direction?

Unknown, unknown.

But step leisurely for sure. This time the crossing is certainly not for a repeat of fate.

"Your manicure is pretty fresh." The old bustard walked behind him, "Where did you learn it?" ā€

"Hometown." Bu blinked leisurely and smiled.

"You girl seems to have a lot of secrets." Saying that, the old bustard took out a somewhat long tube from behind him, put it in front of his nose and inhaled it deeply, closed his eyes in satisfaction, and then opened them, and saw Bu Youran looking back at her intently, and asked, "Do you want to smell it?" ā€

Bu was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but be curious, "This is ...... Pot? ā€

"You know?" The old bustard was amazed.

"No smoking here?" Step leisurely surprised.

"There are no restrictions in the imperial court." The old bustard shook his head, "From the princes and nobles to the common people at the bottom, as long as they have money, they can enjoy it." ā€

"Enjoy?" Bu Youran noticed the words in her mouth and couldn't help but sneer.

It's really ironic, such a big smoke, the imperial court doesn't control it? No wonder it was overthrown soon!

"What are you laughing at?"

Bu Youran heard the old bustard's question, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Is this thing addictive?" ā€

"As long as you suck it once, you're guaranteed to remember it all the time." The old bustard explained, "But this thing is so good, when I suck it, it seems that I have gone to the sky, my body is fluttering, I have no troubles, and those worlds are far away." ā€

"How much silver does such a stick cost?" In modern times, because of drug abuse, many families have died, and in order to buy one, they steal or rob it, and they are imprisoned.

"This also has to be divided into grades, a better one thousand taels, and a lower grade of a dozen taels." The bustard put away the cigarette.

Bu nodded leisurely and didn't ask any more.

As the sun began to set in the west, the bustard saw the girls wake up from their naps, and they got into the carriage and prepared to go back.

……

"What did you talk about with your mom again?" Han Qing sat in the car and asked leisurely.

Bu leisurely raised his eyes, "It seems that you haven't slept." ā€

Han Qing blushed with a weak heart, "I, I originally wanted to sleep, but I was a little worried, and I happened to see my mother walking towards you with a cigarette pipe." ā€

Bu Youran smiled a little, suddenly retracted, and said with a serious face, "What do you think is the most untouchable thing for a person who can succeed in the future?" ā€

Originally, Han Qing was still waiting for Bu Youran's reproach, but she didn't expect her to suddenly change the topic, and suddenly ask such a tricky question, she racked her brains and meditated for a long time, "Do you mean a brothel?" ā€

"That's one of them." Bu Youran noticed her expression of inferiority, "I'm not deliberately emphasizing anything, I'm just talking about the topic." ā€

"And what else is there besides a brothel?" Her hands unconsciously stirred with the handkerchief.

"Gambling, as the name suggests, gambling halls, and the last one is poison, that is, smoke houses." Bu Youran smiled, "However, these three things are all prevalent here, and one is open, and there is no refusal at all." ā€

"This is the ...... of the people"

"No, it's not the folk customs." Bu leisurely waved his hand, "This is an intentional placement by the imperial court, and it is more likely that the imperial court also benefited from it." ā€

"You know so much, what do you think?"

Bu Youran smiled and turned to look at her, "You're right this time." ā€

"But you also said that men who want to succeed won't touch these three things, why do you still ......" Han Qing was puzzled.

Bu smiled leisurely, "It is precisely because he will be disgusted that we will not have anything to do with each other......"

"Huh?" Because the sound of the step is too small, the feelings are not heard.

"Nothing." Bu leisurely lifted the curtain of the car, "It's here, get out of the car." ā€

……

Bu Youran never thought that he would touch "pornography, gambling and drugs" in his lifetime, let alone rely on it to gain a foothold in the future.

This time, she hopes it can be done.

In this way, it may be possible to avoid intersecting with him, so that you may be able to have a result for each other, and in this way, maybe Bu Youran will no longer be a useless person......

However, it is indeed possible......

Bu Youran knew that in fact, Chu Jinyu's visit to Yihong Courtyard in the past was just a rumor, and the only one was the last time, but it was also the only one.

He likes to go to the teahouse opposite Yihongyuan, but whenever he goes, the seats are full, as if he is the "Oiran" of the teahouse, just a glance from afar, everyone is satisfied.

Bu Youran never thought that her second meeting with Chu Jinyu would be so hurried.

Early that morning, she made an appointment with a farmer, ready to see the tobacco they planted, but not long after she went out, she was looking down at the farmer's information, a carriage suddenly galloped by, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the information in Bu Youran's hand was not grasped tightly for a while, but was blown away.

Bu Youran hurriedly chased after it, picking up the messy papers on the ground, never looking up, not paying attention to the carriage that stopped in front of him.

"Girl, is this yours?" A sturdy man dragged a piece of paper on his rough palm.

Bu Youran nodded hurriedly, "Yes." He took it, looked up to thank him, and was stunned for a moment, this, this is Chu Jinyu's coachman, the dilapidated carriage two feet away from them is too familiar......

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