Duan Qianqiu took the woman to walk in the forest and wild all night, the sky was already bright, although the sun was rising, but it was the middle of winter, and the weather was still so cold that people shivered.

The woman was only wearing a book coat, shivering in the cold wind, Duan Qianqiu took off his own robe and draped it on her, the woman gratefully grabbed his arm tightly, her eyes were full of pity, as if she was afraid that Duan Qianqiu would leave her alone.

Duan Qianqiu understood that if he took her, he was afraid that he would not be able to reach Huaiyin Mansion next year, but he couldn't leave her alone.

Just as she was hesitating, the woman lowered her head and sobbed pitifully: "Chivalry, I have no home, my family died early, I was sold to Shen Mansion, I just ask the chivalrous to take me to a state capital far away from Guangling Mansion, and I will fend for myself." ”

As soon as the woman said this, Duan Qianqiu couldn't leave her alone.

He still wears a black mask. The woman raised her head and looked at him and said, "Chivalry, can you take off your mask, so that Ping'er can see Engong clearly, even if she has no chance in this life, she can repay the grace of rebirth in the next life." ”

Duan Qianqiu was already wearing a human skin mask, and he was not afraid that others would recognize his true identity, so he took off the black mask very happily.

This human skin mask is the proud work of the thousand-handed fox, and the expression is very real and fine, I saw Duan Qianqiu wearing a mask, with a rough and cold face, a tall figure, and a padding on the chest and back of the close-fitting soft armor, so the whole person looks ape arms and bee waist, majestic and majestic.

When Ping'er saw his face, her face turned red, and she said in a snort, "May I ask the name of Engong Gao?"

"My name is Xiao Tietang, you can call me Mr. Xiao in the future, your name is Ping'er, right?"

Apple let out a soft "um".

Duan Qianqiu felt a kind of pity for this well-behaved woman, only to see that the girl's face was not powdered, but her skin was like congealed fat, and her hair was draped in a mess, with some wet morning mist, which looked even more black as ink, lining her red lips with bright dripping. In the light of the beautiful eyes, the inadvertent shyness and panic, with the beauty of Chu Chu's pitiful weakness.

Duan Qianqiu sighed lightly and said, "Let's go, and we'll take care of it when we send you to Huaiyin Mansion." ”

Ping'er said happily: "Well, Ping'er is willing to follow Eungong for the rest of her life." With that, he struggled to his feet.

At this time, Duan Qianqiu found out that she was barefoot, because she had been running all night, and her originally white slender feet were now covered with blood marks, and there was still blood in some places.

Ping'er seemed to be unable to go, and Duan Qianqiu was carrying a brocade box package on his back, so he could only hold her away, and Ping'er curled up in his arms like a kitten, breathing like an orchid, and gently blew on Duan Qianqiu's neck.

Duan Qianqiu's eyes were warm, but his heart was clear, he smelled a very peculiar fragrance on Ping'er, but he couldn't remember what the fragrance was for a while.

At Ping'er's suggestion, the two traveled all the way north, preparing to seek refuge with a distant relative of Ping'er, and Duan Qianqiu saw that this direction was also heading towards Huaiyin Mansion, so he had no objection.

Walked to Xinji Town under the rule of Guangling Mansion, the town is not big, and finally found a clothing store, and helped Ping'er buy some clothes to wear.

Duan Qianqiu was thinking about how to find a horse to ride to Huaiyin Mansion, when he suddenly disappeared beside him, he hurriedly turned back to look for it, it turned out that Ping'er was crowded in the middle of a group of women, turning left and right in front of a newly opened fat powder shop, Duan Qianqiu smiled bitterly, it seems that whether it is a leisurely Mrs. Kuo or a woman who is running for her life, as long as she sees something beautiful, she will not die.

When Ping'er happily took the rouge gouache and was about to leave, she realized that she had no money on her, so she waved her hand at Duan Qianqiu and shouted, "Mr. Xiao, this way, this ......."

Her voice was very loud, of course Duan Qianqiu couldn't pretend not to hear it, so he could only go and pay, he just wanted to leave this place quickly.

Where there are more women, won't there be more things?

As she walked down the street, she began to show off her booty to Duan Qianqiu, who saw that she was wearing a pair of small green embroidered shoes on her feet, so he asked, "When did you change your shoes?" ”

Ping'er said: "It was sent by the shopkeeper of the fabric store, and he said that my feet are beautiful, so he gave me a pair of shoes." With that, she giggled like a goblin.

Duan Qianqiu remembered that he didn't enter the fabric store at all just now, but handed over the silver taels to this little girl and asked her to buy clothes by herself, he didn't expect her to be so good at making a profit.

Passing by a wine shop that also sells cooked food and meat, Duan Qianqiu smelled the aroma of wine, and his heart moved, but what he remembered was the aroma on Ping'er's body, because he had smelled it a long time ago, and now he remembered it!

Some women will never be too expensive when they buy rouge gouache, but when men spend money on some wine and meat, their brows will furrow, but Ping'er is an exception, because she buys wine more than rouge gouache.

Duan Qianqiu didn't care about her, he just watched quietly, when a woman buys something, a man must not speak, except when paying, of course.

When they came out of the wine shop, Ping'er walked in front like an official lady, while Duan Qianqiu followed behind with a bunch of things carrying, carrying, and carrying like a servant.

Fortunately, a carriage passed them slowly.

Duan Qianqiu found that their luck today was really good, in such a small town, they could still find a two-horse carriage with two horses, the carriage was very large and comfortable, and there was also a small bed, which was just enough for two people to hug together without feeling too crowded.

Young couples generally prefer this kind of bed, and when Duan Qianqiu saw this bed, he smiled happier than anyone else.

The handlebar-type Lao Zhao is in good spirits, and he is also very talkative, and the car is very cheap, as if he is afraid that they will not rent it.

When he met a good person, Duan Qianqiu's mood seemed to be very good, and before getting into the car, he hugged and hugged Ping'er, up and down.

Ping'er's face was flushed with shame, so she had to quickly escape into the car. What is rare is that Lao Zhao kept looking up at the sky when they were laughing, pretending to be deaf and dumb, how could Duan Qianqiu not like such a person, so he paid the deposit very happily and got in the car.

After getting into the car, Ping'er unwrapped the wine and spread the ripe preserved fruit on the small table in front of the bed.

Duan Qianqiu untied the brocade box and put it at the head of the bed, and began to drink, Ping'er didn't drink, she only poured wine for Duan Qianqiu, and when Duan Qianqiu poured her wine, she giggled and avoided it.

The more you drink, the more ambiguous it becomes, especially when the weather is cold, accompanied by beautiful women, and you drink fast and much.

Duan Qianqiu seemed to be a little drunk. He suddenly grabbed Ping'er's foot with his hand, and Ping'er shyly struggled, but she couldn't break free, but her embroidered shoes were taken off, revealing her white jade feet.

Duan Qianqiu's face was flushed with drunkenness, his mouth was spewing with wine, his eyes were very misty, he was very close to Ping'er, and even his face was pressed together.

Ping'er's face was pressed against him, becoming even redder, as delicate as a peach, and she suddenly leaned on him tightly, hugging Duan Qianqiu with a soft and plump **.

Duan Qianqiu smiled stupidly. Appleball held him in her arms, shook him gently, and sang an unknown ballad.

Duan Qianqiu couldn't sleep, half-asleep and half-awake, and joked with Lao Zhao from time to time.