Chapter 930

Qian Wuming chattered about those past events, those sorrows that had been accumulated in his heart.

Lingluo knew that Qing Shenshu, as a traditional poor student, cared about Qu Qiumu's identity, but it turned out that he had never believed her, and felt guilty, but not regretful.

It may be because he subconsciously felt that the brothel women were not worthy of his identity, and he even suspected that the child who was destroyed by his hands was not his own flesh and blood.

From Qian Wuming's mouth, Lingluo learned that Qu Qiulu opened this restaurant and won so many high-ranking officials, but he still had a little fantasy. He fantasized that Qing Shen Shu could turn back, but fantasies are fantasies after all, and fantasies are destined to be hard to come true. .

In fact, Qing and Shen Shu didn't even know, he just had a literary talent, it was hard to say whether he could be a good official, and survived in the chaotic imperial capital. In times of chaos, if Qu Qiumu hadn't paid for him silently behind his back, how could he have the glory he is today.

Satisfied with wine and food, Qian Wuming seemed to feel a lot more relaxed after telling these past events. He should be Qu Qiulu's friend, and there was a deep understanding and compassion between the two, as well as the same sad fate.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Qian Wuming got up and said goodbye. He wanted to say something more, but thinking of the real identity of the woman opposite, he stopped talking, packed his things and left.

Lingluo waited until Xushi, when Mo Jing, dressed in casual clothes, led two friends who looked equally elegant and elegant. They were regular customers, and they were led to the reserved room on the fourth floor as soon as they entered.

There were special people serving them in Yingshui Tianlou. When Lingluo went downstairs, he saw a young man holding a guqin and a boy of twelve or thirteen bowing their heads into the private room. Elegant, mixed with the lingering fragrance of tea.

Perhaps to avoid suspicion, most of the waiters in Yingshui Tianlou are men, but their skills are not inferior to those of prostitutes. On the contrary, the same tune can play another flavor in their hands.

Lingluo changed into a maid's costume and stood outside the door, listening. He and the others seemed to be familiar with the young man and the tea boy, and said some concerned words. It turned out that the boy was an orphan, and he praised him for being smart. , and also asked about the contents of the books he left last time.

Hearing the boy's obedient answer, Mo Jing and the others looked very happy, praised him again and again, and then couldn't help feeling sorry, and as they talked, the topic came to the current Holy Majesty.

Because of his martial arts practice, Lingluo's senses are extremely sensitive. He only listened to the first opening of his mouth, regretting that the current Shengshang was born at an untimely time, and how the government was in trouble. out.

When the two came out, they closed the door consciously. When they saw Lingluo at the door, their eyes were only slightly puzzled, then they looked away indifferently, and then they left together.Lingluo stood still and listened to the chat inside.

After a while, Qian Wuming came up with a plate of melons and fruits in person, handed it to Lingluo, and motioned for her to take it in, which was considered an opportunity for her.Lingluo was also not polite, and after receiving the fruit plate, she stuffed the note she had prepared into the bottom of the plate, turned around and knocked on the door lightly, and pushed the door in after getting permission.

Cha Jing was chatting enthusiastically with two former classmates,

(End of this chapter)

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