The roofs of the houses on Shengze Street are all glazed tiles, it is the height of summer, the sun is scorching and scorching in the treetops, the tiles are sunburned, the golden brilliance of the rolling brocade, the pomegranate flowers like fire, the flowers are blooming like brocade under the scorching sun, and a gust of wind blows at that time, and the petals that are as red as blood are fluttering on the man.

Qu Lian was shocked, and there was a trace of strangeness in her heart, a little numb, only to feel that the heavens and the earth were quiet all of a sudden, and there were no other people and other sounds, only the man under the pomegranate tree, standing next to her, only the jade face in his eyes.

"Ouch, you guys, you dare to hit people. Under the pomegranate tree, there was a painful exclamation, followed by a miserable scream, Qu Lian was so shocked that she came back to her senses, it was the female trader who saw that she was not an opponent, so she simply spoke with a hard fist, only to see the man being kicked to the ground by dozens of big men, some pressing their heads, some pressing their feet, some grasping hands, punching and kicking like raindrops on his body.

He struggled with punches and kicks, and he couldn't spare his hands to protect his head, so he could only shout at the top of his throat: "Ouch, ouch, let's do it lightly, ouch, don't, don't hit your face." ”

Qu Lian followed the prestige, only to see the fists and feet falling like raindrops, the man's face was instantly beaten, the left eye was punched, swollen and high, and the right face was kicked at some point, and the purple in the blue was really ugly.

She has the heart to save him, but after thinking about it, she feels that it is inappropriate, now he is not worried about his life, this rescue is really light, not enough to make him feel, let alone because of gratitude and mercy, she thought, wait for his injury to focus again, as long as it is a little heavier, this life-saving grace will come naturally.

It was just a matter of walking for a moment, and the man's voice raised in an instant, and he pulled it into a thin and thin thread: "Ouch, my ass." "A little bit of blood came out of the flesh, staining the lake-green robe, and the new blood marks were scorched, like clusters of green leaves hugging dense begonia flowers, bloody and gorgeous, really weird.

Qu Lian came back to her senses, her face turned red at once, and she hung her head like a delicate and incomparable hibiscus, I don't know if she was angry at the group beating, or she was ashamed of this faceless words, she felt that the time had come, so she didn't think about it anymore, and rushed to the pomegranate tree in a few steps, raised her eyebrows, her eyes were slightly rippling, her voice floated out softly, and she said tactfully and coquettishly: "You are so bold, dare to commit murder and hurt people on the territory of the Qu family." ”

The female trader was originally in full swing, but when she saw Qu Lian, her arrogance suddenly dropped halfway, her face was embarrassed, and she said with a weak heart: "The slave family has seen the eldest lady, but the slave family is ignorant, and the eldest lady's eyes are dirty, and the slave family knows that it is wrong." ”

She glanced left and right, and more than a dozen big men let go one after another, standing behind her with their hands and eyebrows furrowed, where there was still a half-point fierce god, docile like a group of cats.

Qu Lian only glanced at her with the corner of her eye, and gave her a cold hibiscus face, but her smile was still gentle and charming: "If you know that you are wrong, you will not leave, and you will wait for the rent to increase." ”

The female trader understood when she arrived, and waved her hand to the crowd again and again: "It's all scattered, it's all a misunderstanding, there's nothing to see, it's all scattered." As he spoke, he motioned with his eyes to the big men to blast away the onlookers.

Qu Lian stood in the wind, the wind lifted the corners of her skirt, revealing a white ankle on the embroidered shoes, just this looming glimpse made the man lying on the ground straighten his eyes and lose his soul.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and only Qu Lian and the man were left under the scorching pomegranate flowers in an instant, seeing that there was no one left and right, her delicate eyes were like transparent spider silk, and she was obviously wrapped around the man without scruples, and after a long time, she boldly walked to the man lying upright on the ground and stretched out a white hand to him.

The man was slightly stunned, then smiled, raised his hand and grabbed her slightly cool fingertips tightly, but when he got up, he accidentally pulled the flesh wound, his teeth were full of sweat in pain, he stumbled and fell again, Qu Lian suddenly fell on his body, her face was only half a finger away from his face.

The hand was held by this person, the fingertips were already hot, Qu Lian didn't pull it out after a few strokes, snuggled up to his heart, she was so close to him, and the sound of a vigorous and powerful heartbeat sounded in her ears, as if jumping into her heart.

Qu Lian was confused for a while, panicked for a while, she forcibly held down the fiery heart that was about to jump out of her mouth, and smiled gently and innocently: "I just saved you, and you turned around and slighted me." ”

The man lingers in the Goolan Washe all the year round, and is naturally well versed in all kinds of coincidental scenes, coupled with Qu Lian's slender waist, his arm bend just circled her slender willow waist, such a hug into his arms made him reluctant to let go, seeing that Qu Lian did not have the intention of struggling to refuse, he tightened his arms, only smiled at her, smiled and did not speak.

Qu Lian's face suddenly turned red, straight to the root of her ears, like two ruddy beads, really cute, her fingertips trembled slightly, slid silently across his chest, and smiled softly: "Won't your conscience hurt." ”

The man smiled, grabbed Qu Lian's waist with one hand, and turned over neatly to stand up. The hand rubbed over Qu Lian's slippery fingertips, and the man's sword eyebrows were full of narrow smiles: "As soon as I saw you, my conscience was long gone, where can I still care if it hurts, I can only say with my conscience that I can't stand, and as soon as I let go, I will fall, please save people to the end, and then pull me." ”

As soon as these words came out, she felt a loud sound, Qu Lian's eyes were full of pomegranate flowers, overwhelming the sky like sunset fire, burning to her heart, burning her face and ears red like a fire, low eyebrows for a moment, and when she raised her eyes again, there were thousands of tenderness emerging at the bottom of her eyes, and her heart wave swayed together: "My name is Qu Lian, what is your name." ”

This voice was soft and glutinous, and it made a strong and colorful bend in the man's heart, he hugged Qu Lian's soft and boneless waist, and was reluctant to let go, and sighed in her ear: "My name is Jingmo, Jing is the crown is covered with Jinghua, and the ink is the color of the Russian wind and clouds." ”

Qu Lian has read these two poems, so she naturally knows which two words they are, she lowered her eyes slightly, her face overflowed with roses crimson, and her words were half shy and half soft: "The song is a song with Jun, and the lotus is a famous lotus." ”

Jingmo let go of Qu Lian's slippery and white hands and soft boneless waist, her eyes swirled on her slightly red cheeks, and she was about to speak, but she heard Qu Lian's sweet and soft exclaim: "Oh my God, you're bleeding, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital to pack a bag, this hot day, it's not good if you have inflammation." ”

This voice was the same as Qu Lian's waist, soft and boneless, causing Jing Mo to move involuntarily, completely forgetting what she was doing on Shengze Street, and only followed her all the way to the hospital.

The sun is like gold, a weeping willow casts a graceful shadow, Luo Kui did not leave Shengze Street, after seeing Qu Lian's figure in the distance, she looked as usual in an instant, her face was a little better, pinched the handkerchief and wiped her sweat, walked forward slowly, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous shop, which was called "Streamer Zhai", which was a very elegant name.

She stared at the sign hanging by the door, with the words "Collecting Turquoise" written on it, her eyes sank slightly, and she lifted the low-hanging dark yellow bamboo curtain on the door, and gently and skillfully dodged in.

The shop was so small that when objects of all sizes were placed in the middle of the shop, there was no place to turn around, and the half-open windows let in dim light, and the carved flowers of Fu Lu on the lattices flowed into shadows in the light, and burned on the long table like a knife.

The man took a rag and absentmindedly wiped a plain white long-necked wide-mouth vase, and a crimson double-petaled rose leaned on the inside of the bottle, as if a fire was burning at the mouth of the bottle, and it was bright and bright.

Hearing the movement, the guy looked up, he touched the melon seeds in the plate, bowed his head silently, and retreated very quickly, and covered the door with his backhand after going out, and took down the sign of "collecting turquoise stone" at the door, and hung the sign of "closing the inventory", leaning on the side of the door and looking at the shade under the eaves, as if nothing happened, he swallowed the melon seeds, but his eyes looked around vigilantly, very cautious and careful.

The shopkeeper was lying on the table, was pulling the abacus beads, saw Luo Kui come in, he closed the window and put the curtain in one go, the store was dark and gloomy, Luo Kui approached the lampstand, lit a few more celadon lamps, the lamp shadow was sufficient, there was gray dust through the dim light, blurred and uncertain.

There is a plain white vat on the carved blue brick ground, the clear waves in the vat are slightly rippling, the dark green and light green lotus leaves poke out from the water, and the dense turns are full of fun and spread all over the water surface, and the sunflower stretches out his hand, picks up a handful of water from the tank, and sprinkles it on the leaves.

"Master, the dim sum of Xinghualou is what the master loves to eat, and the master tastes it. With a respectful smile, the shopkeeper poured tea and placed snacks like flowing water.

The old elm carved peony flower case is a few years old, the broken place of the knock is polished smooth and slippery, there are a few ash square plates on the case, there are four delicate dots in it, the dim sum is creamy and moist, and the bayberry is squeezed out of the pulp, and the pale pink apricot blossom is depicted on the top, and the blooming is like a cloud.

The shopkeeper bowed down and took out a thick account book from the cabinet, handed it over respectfully, looked behind her with his eyes, and said worriedly: "Mr. Heng, there are many fish and dragons on this street, how can the master come alone." ”

What is in and out of the account, what is the balance, if she is bright-eyed and bright-hearted on weekdays, it doesn't hurt to take a look, but now she has something important in her heart, just flip it over and feel that her brain hurts, so she simply put it aside and pressed the corner of her forehead: "Du Heng went to Nanqi Kingdom, this account will be looked at when he comes back, I have nothing to do to go out to shop today, I saw you hang up the sign, what, but is there something?" ”

The shopkeeper leaned forward slightly, went through the important things in his mind, and then replied respectfully: "Back to the master, Mo Gongzi arrived in Qingzhou three days ago." ”