The matchmaker watched Zhang Gong and Cui Yingying enter the bridal chamber, and the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She believed that soon, she would be Zhang Gong's concubine.

There was a surge of complicated emotions in her heart, but in the end she was dominated by one thought: she would never have the chance to be alone with Qintong again.

There was no one around, so the matchmaker secretly called the piano boy, and the two came to a secluded corner. The matchmaker couldn't wait to hug Qin Tong tightly, stood up on her toes, and wanted to kiss Qin Tong's lips. Her heartbeat quickened and her breathing became rapid.

Qin Tong was startled by the matchmaker's actions. He stood there, at a loss. He thought in his mind: "What's wrong with the matchmaker? Doesn't she know that she is making a mistake?"

The matchmaker felt Qin Tong's hesitation and discomfort, and she thought to herself: "Qin Tong must be thinking, is it wrong for me to do this? No matter, I can't wait any longer."

She came close to Qin Tong's face, looked into his eyes affectionately, and said softly: "Qin Tong, I have loved you for a long time. But now, I am about to become your master's concubine. From now on, we will never be together again. There will be a chance to be together. I hope you can feel my feelings."

Qintong was moved by the matchmaker's eyes, and he felt his heart beating harder. He wanted to push the matchmaker away, but found that he couldn't. He thought in his mind: "Sister, are you really willing to become Zhang Gong's concubine just to get rid of your slavery? Won't you regret it?"

The matchmaker looked at Qintong, noticed the wandering look in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile in her heart. She knew that Qintong was a thoughtful person and might still have some doubts about what happened before. So, she explained: "Brother, are you still thinking about what I just told them about Zheng Heng bullying me?"

Qintong looked at the matchmaker, and the awkward atmosphere made the conversation between them a little stiff.

Qin Tong nodded and said, "Zheng Heng is such a bad boy. He dares to bully you, sister."

The matchmaker smiled and said: "Haha, actually those are all fake."

Qintong was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face, and asked curiously: "Isn't it true?"

The matchmaker nodded, sighed softly, and said: "Yes, I was forced by Cui Yingying just now. If I didn't help her confess her guilt, how could Zhang Gong marry her? Moreover, in this case, I can't If I become Zhang Gong's concubine, my plan to escape from slavery will be in vain."

Qintong asked curiously: "Then you don't know if Zheng Heng has a hidden disease?"

The matchmaker nodded and said: "Yes, this is what Cui Yingying told me. Because one day I broke their good deeds, which resulted in Zheng Heng's hidden illness. Cui Yingying was very angry at first and kept scolding me and pinching me. Later, She had another man, so let it go. Unexpectedly, Zheng Heng kept pestering her. What a hateful person."

After hearing this, Qin Tong frowned and thought in his mind: "This is why the matchmaker was forced to lie. Cui Yingying is really too much. How can she treat the matchmaker like this?"

He looked at the matchmaker, sighed deeply, and said, "Sister, you have been wronged. This makes you wronged in vain."

After hearing this, the matchmaker felt warm in her heart. She knew that Qin Tong really cared about her. She gently held the piano boy's hand and said gratefully: "Thank you, brother. This is why I want to get rid of slavery as soon as possible. As a slave, how can there be freedom? I am just a tool of the master. "

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the awkward atmosphere before had disappeared.

Qintong couldn't help but ask: "Sister, why is Cui Yingying so unruly? It turns out that besides Zhang Gong, she already has a good relationship with a man?"

The matchmaker looked at Qin Tong with complicated eyes, sighed and said, "Qin Tong, do you know? Before Cui Yingying met Zhang Gong, she had in-depth interactions with many scholars. Everyone said that she could come back as the top scholar in high school to marry her. .”

Qintong was shocked. Looking at the matchmaker's expression, he knew the seriousness of this matter. He was silent for a moment and said: "Matchmaker, you mean, Cui Yingying..."

The matchmaker nodded and said: "Yes, Cui Yingying likes the sweet words of scholars, but she also wants her husband to be powerful. What she wants is her husband's power and status, so the youth and enthusiasm of those scholars It can only last for a while, and the number one scholar is not available to everyone. In today's world, if the Zhang Gong family doesn't manage everything from top to bottom, how can it be easily won by him?"

Qintong thought in his mind: "How could Cui Yingying do this? Isn't she taking advantage of those scholars?"

The matchmaker looked at Qintong's expression and knew that he had been shocked by this incident. She patted his hand gently and comforted him: "Qintong, let's not worry about this matter. We are just slaves, what can we do? We just need to do our own thing."

Qintong nodded, he knew what the matchmaker said was right. But he still felt a little uncomfortable. He thought about this and sighed silently in his heart.

Qintong frowned, obviously thinking about something. He couldn't help but have doubts about Cui Yingying's chastity. He once thought that Cui Yingying was a pure and pure woman, but now it seems that all this may be his imagination.

The matchmaker looked at Qintong's expression and knew what he was thinking. She sighed softly and decided to tell him the truth.

"Qin boy," the matchmaker said, "I know what you are thinking. Cui Yingying is no longer a yellow girl."

Qintong was stunned, his eyes full of surprise. He looked at the matchmaker as if hoping this wasn't true.

The matchmaker shook her head gently and continued: "She has had affairs with many scholars before. In fact, she is no longer a virgin."

Qin Tong felt confused as he listened to the matchmaker's words. He could never imagine that the woman Zhang Gong admired so much could be such a woman. He thought in his heart: "Cui Yingying, you are such a woman, Zhang Gong really misjudged you."

Qintong frowned, looked at the matchmaker in confusion, and said slowly: "Since we left Pujiu Temple, I often see Zhang Gong take out a white Xiangluo handkerchief from his arms, with some peach blossom blood stains on it. He always He would kiss the white handkerchief gently, his eyes full of affection."

The matchmaker nodded, indicating that she was aware of it, and said, "I saw Zhang Gong take it out just now."

"Zhang Gong went to Beijing all the way to take the exam, and he harmed many young women. Every time, he left a blood-stained Xiangluo white handkerchief as a souvenir, and played with it from time to time." Qintong continued, "I once asked him why he was like this. Cherishing these white handkerchiefs, he just smiled and said that I was still young and didn’t understand, but this was his record and his medal.”

The matchmaker frowned and asked, "What about so many white handkerchiefs of Xiangluo? Does he have them all with him?"

Qintong shook his head and said: "Since Zhang Gong met Cui Yingying, I have dug holes and buried all the other white handkerchiefs, except Cui Yingying's blood-stained Xiangluo white handkerchief. He said, this is He has wonderful memories with Cui Yingying."

The matchmaker took a deep breath and said: "It seems that Zhang Gong is convinced. He firmly believes that the blood stains on this Xiangluo white handkerchief are proof that Cui Yingying handed over her virginity to him."

Qintong nodded and agreed: "Yes, that's why Zhang Gong loves Cui Yingying so deeply."

The matchmaker shook her head and said softly to the piano boy: "There is something fishy in this."

Qintong looked at the matchmaker curiously, waiting for her next words.

The matchmaker took a deep breath and continued: "Actually, Zhang Gong was deceived. Cui Yingying is no longer a virgin, and this blood stain was also a trick she ordered me to do."

Qin Tong was shocked and looked at the matchmaker dumbfounded: "This can also be faked?"

The matchmaker nodded and said: "Every time Cui Yingying meets the scholar she likes, she will ask me to get fresh pigeon blood, inject it into the fish bubble and give it to her. Cui Yingying will hide the fish bubble in her body. When she meets the scholar When we got close, the fish bubble burst with a single touch, and the white handkerchief was dyed red with pigeon blood."

Qin Tong exclaimed: "Cui Yingying is really amazing. Zhang Gong has experienced many battles, but he can still be deceived by her!"

The matchmaker sighed and said: "Yes, Cui Yingying will do whatever it takes to achieve her own goals. Zhang Gong married her to join the wealthy Cui family, but was deceived by her. However, in this way, the two of them became friends. A perfect match."

Qintong laughed and said: "Haha, yes, the bastard fell in love with the mung bean!"

The matchmaker pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Brother, please don't let our two masters hear it, you will get a good beating!"

"Hehehe." Qintong chuckled softly, then stopped suddenly, thought of something, and exclaimed: "No, if this happens, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get rid of your slave status!"

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