Xia Sheng, who gradually calmed down, looked at Xiu Yuan, "Who are you?"

"My name is Li Xiuyuan, and Li Maolian is my uncle. Xiu Yuan looked at Xia Sheng calmly.

When she heard Xiu Yuan speak, she saw the same look in his eyes as Li Maolian, and the look and voice were so consistent.

Xia Sheng was stunned for a long time, "You guys are so similar." ”

Xiu Yuan sat on the bed and looked at Xia Sheng like this, "Can you tell me what happened twenty years ago?"

Xia Sheng looked at him, "Isn't Li Maolian here, is he alive or dead?"

"I don't know, it's because I don't know anything that I want to ask you. ”

"It's been so long, what are you talking about her?" Xia Sheng's voice gradually became smaller.

"It's because it's been so long, and Lingxiao still refuses to give up, that we want to know what happened, how did she die?" added Bu Shi on the side.

Xia Sheng's eyes widened suddenly, "What did you say? What do you mean by refusing to give up?"

"Lingxiao is back. Xiu Yuan looked at Xia Sheng until Xia Sheng's eyes widened in astonishment and covered his mouth in disbelief.

"Xiasheng, look at this. Unswerving handed her the blood-colored neon dress embroidered with a golden phoenix.

Xia Sheng's hands couldn't stop trembling after seeing the blood red, and took it until she felt the silky neon dress, a familiar color, her thin index finger touched the red phoenix cloak, and a tear flowed out of the corner of her eye and fell on her clothes, quickly fainting.

"It's Miss's, it's Miss's," Xia Sheng couldn't hold back his excitement, and his whole body began to tremble, "Miss-"

Xia Sheng hugged her clothes and cried, Xiu Yuan held her shoulder, "Xia Sheng." ”

Halfway, Xia Sheng gradually stopped sobbing, she raised her eyes to look at Xiu Yuan, "You said Miss is back?"

Xiu Yuan nodded.

"Miss doesn't deserve to die, Miss died too miserably, although she is a prostitute, but there is no prostitute's amorous and clinging to the powerful, Miss has only loved one person, that is, Li Maolian. ”

Xia Sheng's eyes gradually drifted to the rest of the room, and as she narrated, the spirit of the cloud god wind bone twenty years ago seemed to leap into front of the listener.

"Miss was born in a merchant family, my father lost his family because of a business, Miss is also a hard worker, since then, her parents have been infected with the cold and died, she has become helpless, but even in the most difficult times she never left me, only a bowl of porridge will give me half a bowl, and finally we went to the land of fireworks, to the smoke and rain building, I voluntarily stayed with Miss, even if here she became a prostitute I have to serve her. Miss is both talented and beautiful, so she doesn't sell her body, many sons come to support her, and the conventions are ordinary, no one forces Miss to break her rules, many people come to her to listen to her sing songs, talk about their hearts, or watch her dance a song, Miss's conversation and temperament seem to be incompatible with this dirty and powerful place, she doesn't have many friends, but there are a lot of people who support her, so she has no friends in Yanyulou, only me, when she is lonely or misses her family, she can talk about herself. ”

Xia Sheng's voice began to become gentle, a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes, recalling Miss, she would change to another look behind the person, the woman-like gentle face that was deeply hidden by her was revealed, and the more than ten years with Miss was Xia Sheng's happiest time.

The sunken eyes and the soft voice depict such a woman, the vines are as beautiful as her, like the wind and clouds, the eyebrows are affectionate, Lingxiao is always playing tunes in the room, and Xia Sheng is sitting in the back to listen, playing to the affectionate place, she will show a smile, the red lips are lightly opened, Xia Sheng came over to hold her chin and looked at her, "Miss, you are so good-looking." ”

In Xia Sheng's heart, there is no one more beautiful than Ling Xiao, the delicate facial features on Ling Xiao's face, her every look can make them come alive, making people look at her stunned and overwhelmed.

Lingxiao looked at Xia Sheng, lowered his head and smiled politely, "Is it good?"

"It's good, Miss's song is so good. ”

"Sweet mouth," Lingxiao continued to stroke the qin, "Mao Lian also likes to listen to me stroke the qin the most." ”

"Miss really only has Maolian Gongzi in her heart. Xia Sheng snickered, Maolian walked into their lives a few months ago, it was a performance in the Yanyulou, in the colorful hall, the girls danced on the stage, the young lady sat in the back and stroked the piano, kept hanging her head, and the song was played to the tactful place, she raised her head, it was this shocking glance at Li Maolian who had been watching her in the audience.

Ling Xiao smiled gently, and Mao Lian also nodded at him with a smile.

Since then, Mao Lian has often come to Yanyulou, only looking for Lingxiao, if Lingxiao is picking up guests to chat with others or play the qin, he will wait, wait.

Seeing Lingxiao, the two didn't talk too much, Lingxiao stroked the qin, and Maolian listened to the light and quiet sound of the piano to her.

Song after song, Lingxiao never stopped, until Maolian walked behind her, pressed the ten fingers on the strings, Lingxiao looked up and saw the delicate and handsome Maolian, that white face, without a little distraction, what the straight people saw was the beauty of the world.

Mao Lian said lightly, "Rest for a while, my fingers are broken." ”

Lingxiao's ten fingers stopped, and on the tips of those fingers was another slender and white hand, Mao Lian held her green ten fingers and slowly pressed them against her chest.

Lingxiao felt the warmth of his chest, and a blush flew on his cheeks.

Mao Lian said, "The light spirit stone steps are invaded by the sunset, and the clouds and cliffs are windy and moonlight. ”

"You hid my name in it. Lingxiao heard it at once and smiled. Mao Lian loves to compose poems, and she remembers every sentence of Lingxiao. "Mao Lian," Ling Xiao called his name, but he didn't know what to say, Mao Lian looked at Ling Xiao with affection, her delicate and perfect facial features were all in his eyes.

When Maolian left, Lingxiao fell asleep, Xia Sheng lay beside her, Lingxiao couldn't sleep with her eyes open, and Xia Sheng also woke up, "Why doesn't Miss sleep yet?"

Lingxiao turned his head to Xia Sheng and smiled, "I can't sleep." ”

"Still thinking about Maolian Gongzi?" Xia Sheng said.

Lingxiao nodded, and a blush floated up from his cheeks.

"Miss, what do you love about Maolian?"

Lingxiao paused, "I don't know, I don't know how to describe how to describe when I saw him, he just sat there, quietly and didn't watch the dance, just listened to me play the piano, without the noise of others, no matter how noisy others were, he sat there quietly." ”

Xia Sheng smiled, "You're so weird, what else?"

Lingxiao rolled up the quilt with both hands and covered it, "I don't know." ”

"Just love him. Xia Sheng smiled, she hugged Lingxiao, snuggled her head on Lingxiao's shoulder, Lingxiao touched Xiasheng's hair, and the two of them fell asleep with a smile.

Since then, Lingxiao has gradually stopped receiving customers, Maolian comes every day, for Maolian she can no longer see the brocade clothes and jade food sent by other sons who pursue her and their hard waiting, what she wants to do is to stay with Maolian.

Those rejected sons walked down the Yanyu Building in frustration, the person they wanted to see was in the room, but they closed the door, just for one person, Mao Lian walked up the stairs slowly, those who went downstairs looked at him and cast resentful eyes, Mao Lian smiled indifferently at this, and accelerated the pace of going upstairs.

The door opened, the beauty in front of the dressing table was still the same, seeing that it was Mao Lian, Lingxiao showed the most beautiful smile, Xia Sheng smiled at this time and looked at Mao Lian, the handsome son, the extraordinary Mao Lian and Miss Standing together are simply a pair made in heaven, "You are here, Miss has been waiting for you for a long time." Then he exited the room and closed the door from the outside.

Mao Lian walked over with a smile, Ling Xiao said goodbye to a delicate jade pipe, holding her long hair with both hands, "Mao Lian, do you think this hairpin looks good?"

Mao Lian helped Lingxiao plug it in, "It's good-looking," and then spread out a piece of paper on the table, "This person should only be in the sky." ”

Lingxiao snuggled in Maolian's arms, "What if in a few years, I will no longer be young and beautiful?"

Mao Lian touched Lingxiao's fragrant hair, "When you are too young, you are the same in my heart, you can't be a thing." ”

Lingxiao smiled, Maolian spread out a piece of paper to paint for her, and carefully described the woman's voice and smile in front of the picture, with a breeze and drizzle between her eyebrows, and peach blossoms blooming in the corners of her lips.

Coming, there are two lines of poetry in the end, the sunset invasion of the light spirit stone steps, the wind and moon of the clouds and cliffs, and finally the lotus.

Lingxiao snuggled next to Mao Lian, looking at Mao Lian's pen slowly vividly. Finally, put it away like a baby.

The same painting, twenty years later, the paper has been slightly yellowed, the ink is shallow, Xia Sheng looked at this painting, a tear fell, "My young lady loves Mao Lian Gongzi like her own life, she began to refuse guests for him." ”

"And then, will the Smoke and Rain Building still accommodate you?" asked Bu Chung.

Xia Sheng shook his head, "Not only Yanyulou, everyone knows that Luo Lingxiao already has a heart, and this person is Li Maolian, and these people include Li Maolian's family." ”

"What are you talking about?" Xiuyuan's grandfather, Mao Lian's father, pointed at Mao Lian in front of him with a trembling anger.

"Father, I want to redeem myself for Lingxiao and marry her. Mao Lian repeated it word by word.

Father Li covered his chest, "You rebel, I heard a few days ago that you are nostalgic for the land of fireworks, at first I thought you were just having fun, and now you tell me that you are going to marry a prostitute, it is rebellious and whimsical, such a vulgar woman does not want to enter our Li family." ”

"Father, Lingxiao is not a prostitute, she-" Mao Lian was a little dumbfounded, how to describe it, she is a prostitute who sells her art but not her body?

"What is she, don't you think!" Father Li interrupted him anxiously, he didn't want to hear a word about Mao Lian's explanation.

"Father," Mao Lian knelt down, "beg my father to promise me, otherwise I won't go to the township test." ”

Hearing his son say this, Father Li almost lost his breath, he couldn't help but sit down, and the old Steward Li hurriedly stroked Father Li's chest when he saw this, "Second son, don't be angry with the old man anymore, how can you do it if you don't participate in the township test!"

Mao Lian still knelt, "As long as my father promises me, I will definitely participate in the township test." ”

"You, don't you think about it!" Father Li trembled and pointed his finger at Mao Lian, "Someone, someone." ”

This shout called the family ding, "Lock up this rebellious thing for me." ”

The family couldn't figure out the situation when he heard it, after all, it was the second young master who was kneeling, the son who hurt the most on weekdays, how dare he tie him up.

"Do it, tie it up. Father Li roared again.

Seeing this, Mao Chun hurriedly advised, "Father, you are angry, my brother is just ignorant." ”

"Shut up, no one is allowed to intercede, tie him up, lock him up and don't let him go out, kneel in front of my ancestors' tablet, reflect, reflect on me until I wake up. ”

Master Li was so angry that he was imprisoned in Li Maolian, he knelt in front of the tablet and looked straight at the rows of spiritual seats on the altar, kneeling until late at night and until dawn.

For two whole days, Lingxiao didn't wait for Maolian. Lingxiao, who was in a trance, fidgeted, and accidentally knocked over the teacup on the table.

"Xia Sheng," Lingxiao shouted.

Xia Sheng, who heard the sound, pushed the door in, and saw the smashed cup on the ground and Lingxiao sitting on the chair in shock, "What's wrong, Miss, are you okay?"

"I panicked, I had a bad premonition, Maolian didn't come for two days. ”

Xia Sheng walked over and squatted beside Lingxiao, "Maybe there's something going on at home? Don't think so much." ”

Lingxiao shook his head, "I want to go to him." She took Kasumi's hand, "I have to see him." ”

Xia Sheng nodded, but had to agree.