Republic of China, Deep House, Dead End (11)

Xia Lingge picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip, fragrant and long, mellow but not greasy, she didn't understand tea, but she could taste this was a good cup of tea.

"The craftsmanship of the eldest young master is really worthy of its name." She sighed.

"No matter how well it is famous, if such a craft is not recognized and inherited, it is just a painless false name, just like the unforgettable betrayal after careful cultivation, which makes people laugh." Wen Youliang raised his eyes, and his dark gaze stared at Xia Lingge coldly, "What do you think...... Am I right? Jade beads. ”

Jade beads?

Xia Lingge didn't know for a while whether to be happy to finally hear the name of the original owner, or to be shocked by the 'betrayal' that Wen Youliang said.

Her expression was blank and stunned for a moment, and it took a while to calm down and say to Wen Youliang: "What does the eldest young master mean?" ”

Wen Youliang looked at her quietly, suddenly turned around and slammed Xia Lingge down on the cotton wool blanket, they were face to face, eye to eye, nose to nose, lip to lip...... There is only a finger of distance in the air, but there is no ambiguity, but it is a little colder.

Xia Lingge struggled, but her arms were tightly pressed by Wen Youliang, and the warm breath sprayed onto her skin, she didn't feel half charming, but had some physiological nausea.

"Why are you struggling?"

Wen Youliang looked at the frowning girl below, and chuckled a few times in his voice with an imperceptible sneer: "Since the beginning, the pipa girl on the willow side of the river has made her famous, how many rich and famous families want to be beautiful for a while, and some people are even willing to exchange their daughters for a beautiful smile, or marry a beautiful woman as a wife. ”

But she chose the Wen family's bright appearance, but in fact the most unfavored young master, and was willing to be a maid to accompany her, hehe...... Guess why? ”

"I like it."

Xia Lingge did not shy away from saying the possibility, giving up the most important wealth and status in a cannibalistic society, so as to choose to be willing to be a maidservant, except for feelings, she couldn't think of anything else.

But she had doubts about this answer, at this moment she was the original owner herself, but she couldn't understand the original owner's love for this eldest young master, or even admiration.

Or is it ......

She and the original owner's feelings are not connected?

"yes, because I like it."

Wen Youliang's voice murmured hoarsely, his eyes were gentle like gurgling spring water, as if he was about to indulge in them, but Xia Lingge's heart had always been calm, so she could easily find that the dark tide was surging under the hidden spring water.

"So, why don't you like it all of a sudden?"

He lowered his head in a hoarse voice, his eyelashes slightly closed, and his thin red lips were about to fall.

Xia Lingge hurriedly tilted his head, and the gentle mark ran down his skin and fell onto his hair.

Wen Youliang opened his eyes, his expression uncertain.

"Young Master."

Xia Lingge said slowly: "Even if the slave maid had thought about you before, but this time in the mansion will also grow, the girl's ignorant heart will not live long in this cannibalistic society, only by lowering her head and locking her heart, can you eat well and sleep well, I have never had the luxury of thinking about those things that should not be thought about." ”

The man pressed against her ear didn't move, only shallow breaths that sometimes blew on her skin.

"You've changed."

Wen Youliang raised his head and met her gaze, "In the past, you would always keep your head down and respond to 'yes', no matter what it is, even if you want to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, it seems that you will say this word." ”

"But now you seem to have thoughts, how to say, it's like a puppet that pulls the string and suddenly has a soul of its own."

Xia Lingge looked back at him: "Then the eldest young master thinks, is this a good thing or a bad thing?" ”

Wen Youliang said lightly: "It is good to have thoughts, but if this society is too thoughtful, you will not get anything except to increase suffering." ”

Xia Lingge: "Then don't bother the eldest young master." ”

Wen Youliang chuckled lightly and slowly got up from her, the two of them were relatively speechless for a long time, Wen Youliang turned the ball and suddenly chuckled: "Suddenly, I am a little reluctant to let you marry instead." ”

Xia Lingge suddenly became distracted, and she said to Wen Youliang with a bit of loneliness on her face: "So, do slaves and maids have to marry instead?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Wen Youliang chuckled and said, "It's just that if you don't marry, your situation will only be more difficult, perhaps...... I can't even save my life. ”

"Why?"

Xia Lingge is a little unclear, so, after three turnbacks, the only thing she will threaten her life is that Heluo misunderstands that she and Wen Yumo 'have a personal relationship', but now that Heluo has caught the woman who stole the adulterer, she should have passed this level, why is her life still in danger?

Wen Youliang looked at her with a complicated expression, "All in all, you are good at yourself." ”

He got up and walked slowly out the door, "Pack up the tea set, and you can go back to rest." ”

Xia Lingge should be.

She was the only one left in the huge room, and her often tense mood was also relaxed a little at this time, and she turned her head to look around at the surrounding furnishings, and found a small pool with a few tea leaves floating on it, and she used the water there to clean the tea set, and then opened a few cabinets to put the tea set in its original position.

With that done, she turned her head back into the room.

There is a screen there, outlining the mountains and rivers and flying cranes. Bypassing the screen, there are bookshelves with various books.

Xia Lingge stood in front of the bookshelf and watched quietly, and suddenly remembered a question. In ancient times, maids and attendants would sign a deed of sale when buying and selling into the high wall of the Hou Gate, and their names would be signed on it.

Although she learned from Wen Youliang that the original owner's name was Yuzhu, it was difficult to guarantee that this was the original owner's original name.

And her task is 'what was the original name of the original owner', and the focus is not only on the 'name', but also on the word 'original'.

Tut

Another word trap.

Xia Lingge stretched out his fingertips to push open some carved windows, the sunlight outside the window was warm, shining on the streams and rockeries as if covered with a layer of warm light, and those maids were still busy with their heads down.

She reclosed the carved window, walked to the drawer where Wen Youliang kept his books and papers, and carefully rummaged through them.

There are some letters exchanged with merchants, nothing special, but there are some deeds of sale to find but there are various names printed on them, and she doesn't know which one really belongs to her.

Wait......

She put everything back in its place, silently thinking.

Didn't Wen Youliang also mention 'Linjiang Willows'? Since the original owner once played a pipa and became famous, she would naturally know whether the name of the jade bead was the original name of the original owner.

The task ......

It's almost done. (End of chapter)