prison song

【Ancheng·Golden Thread Lane】

In the early morning, if you look closely at the white flowers on the ground, you will know that it is another sunny day.

Qin Huaizhen tidied up her clothes, put the gray cicada gauze dress on her body, tied her sword around her waist, and rolled up her hair casually, revealing a pair of heroic and charming red phoenix eyes.

When he opened the window, he was greeted by the steam from the morning dew. Taking advantage of the cool wind, he gently stroked his face, and his hair, which was lifted by the wind, was slightly itchy. Qin Huaizhen closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them.

The chickens in the restaurant began to crow, and it was unclear whether it was calling the morning or roaring in despair.Qin Huaizhen glanced at the smoke in the chimney, it must be the second kind.

He turned his head to look at the back room. There was a bright red brocade cloth spread on a yellow beard bed, and there lay a sleeping woman inside. The cloth on her body did not serve as a cover at all. It is like a tender white pearl just taken out of the clam, shining brightly.

She was sleeping soundly with her head on her hands, her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing.Qin Huaizhen walked forward, stroked her face with one hand, and slowly slid towards her chest.

His eyes were full of tenderness, and with the other hand he pulled the mattress and gently covered her.

What a beautiful woman, Qin Huaizhen stared at Xu Qian and thought.

Then he opened the door and left.

Xu Qian frowned, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

【Ancheng Main Street】

In the early morning, hawkers from all walks of life started to play with bamboo tables. The water in the pot had already boiled, and they put the wonton and glutinous rice balls into it. Another iron pot was boiling with sugar water, and two eggs were beaten into it. The egg whites instantly looked like white silk. It floats like the same, put a drop of vinegar in it and immediately cover the pot. After the wonton glutinous rice balls are cooked, pick up the soft-boiled eggs, and you can count them as three pennies.

Qin Huaizhen walked on the street, still a little sleepy, and rubbed his eyes with his hands.Seeing the busy scene around and those children running around without a care, it makes people feel a little upset.

Walking to the Qin mansion, the waiter bowed his waist and diligently swept the floor with a broom, followed by a little white dog running around with its tail wagging non-stop. Seeing that the waiter ignored it, he turned his head and bit his own tail. Keep going in circles.

"Fangfang." Qin Huaizhen called softly.

"Wang!"

Hearing the call, the little white dog turned his head, his eyes were full of light, and immediately ran to the source of the sound.But because it kept turning in circles, it ran off after only a few steps, and its short limbs and legs couldn't support itself, so it staggered and turned over.

Qin Huaizhen squatted down, picked up the puppy, put it in his arms, stroked its head lightly, and smiled slightly.

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to show his childlike appearance. It's really rare." Yan Qing said with a smile while leaning against the door with a jade flute in his hand.

Seeing this, Qin Huaizhen laughed even wider, and said playfully, "Sir, you have only seen me for a long time, and you know me so well."

After finishing speaking, he patted the little white dog's head and put it down, but the little white dog didn't run away, but kept turning his head to look at Qin Huaizhen, sticking out his tongue.

Qin Huaizhen came closer, leaned against Yan Qing, brushed away his temple hair with his hands, and said, "Sir, you came so early, you just wanted to see me, why, don't you see me every day?" Qin Huaizhen smiled while holding the wall door with one hand .

"Young Master, that's what you mean." Yan Qing rolled back his ears and hair, and looked up at Qin Huaizhen.

"Today is the main class, and you can't rely on it anyway." Yan Qing picked up the jade flute and held it in front of Qin Huaizhen.

Qin Huaizhen took the flute, it was a beautiful emerald green, it looked transparent under the light, and the end of the flute was tied with white tassels, which swayed in the wind.Anyone with a discerning eye will know that it is made of high-quality jade, no matter whether its timbre is good or not, it will definitely fetch a good price.

Seeing that he was fascinated, Yan Qing walked out of the door with his hands behind his back, but when he turned around and saw that he was still fascinated, he smiled and said: "If you like it, my son, I will give it to you. We should go."

Qin Huaizhen turned his head and saw that two horses were brought in outside the door, tied with brocade bags, Qin Huaizhen immediately recognized that what was tied immediately was the cloth stacked in his closet.

At this moment, Fangfang, the little white dog, also ran over and kept rubbing his clothes. Qin Huaizhen squatted down, petted the little white dog, tilted his head and asked:

"The clothes are packed, you are not going to abduct me, are you?"

After Yan Qing heard this, he also tilted his head and looked at Qin Huaizhen and said, "If the young master is disobedient, it is very possible."

"Then I can't go with you." Qin Huaizhen stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and was about to turn around.

As soon as he took a step, he heard, "Boy, where are you going to go?" Mrs. Qin asked fiercely while standing at the door, holding a bamboo stick in her hand, patted her palm, and stared at him.

Qin Huaizhen smiled wryly and said, "Mother, what are you doing here so early in the morning if you don't go to the market..."

"I was here waiting for you early in the morning, you worry-free child, you left yesterday without saying hello, I can't keep you now, so I can just let it go. ....." Mrs. Qin started talking non-stop, she didn't know what she said at the end, anyway, it was to educate people...

Qin Huaizhen stared at her while yawning, and no matter what she said, he just laughed along with him. He squinted his eyes, leaned forward with his back against the wall, and leaned forward again when he touched the wall...

"Did you hear what I said clearly?" Mrs. Qin said, knocking on the thick wooden door with a bamboo stick.

"Understood, mother, why don't I go?" Qin Huaizhen looked at his mother who rolled up her sleeves and held a bamboo stick in her hand.

"It's good to know, and learn from the master. You see that you are more and more like your father, who is ugly, and then look at Mr. Yan, how good-looking, standing there like a piece of gold, you will be white, No one else is good, why don't you inherit anything from me?" Mrs. Qin complained, while tidying up Qin Huaizhen's shirt.

However, all of this was seen by Yan Qing who was on the side. He had no expression on his face, and turned to look at the stone slab on the ground, which was gradually emptying.

"Sir, when are you leaving?" Qin Huaizhen walked up to Yan Qing, waved his hands, and said with a smile.

"Let's go." Yan Qing walked to the side of the horse, grasped the hitch and stepped on the pedal with his left foot, and straddled the horse.

"Yo, sir's horsemanship is pretty good." Qin Huaizhen raised his eyebrows and said.

"In order to teach the young master, how can we do it without putting in some hard work." Yan Qing smiled and steered the horse to turn and walk forward.

Qin Huaizhen didn't reply, but quickly got on the horse and caught up with Yan Qing to walk side by side with him.

"Seeing that you packed so many things for me, how long is it going to take?" Qin Huaizhen turned around and asked.

"It can't be determined for a few months, just follow along." Yan Qing said expressionlessly.

"Undecided for a few months? Then where do we live? I don't want to sleep with you, it's creepy." Qin Huaizhen curled his lips, thinking that he was really shocked when he first met this person, like when he was a child from a storyteller. From what I heard, the dead body with rune strips on the coffin lid was abnormally white.

Yan Qing just smiled and said nothing, put on the rope and walked in front.

"Hey, what are you laughing at? You can't really..." Qin Huaizhen chased to the front and asked.

The two horses drifted away.

Outside the gate of the Qin Mansion, Qin Leyuan stood at the door, looking at the backs of the two who had already gone away. Qin Leyuan shook the paper fan gently, looking at the fan with the word "Dan" written in black ink, and sighed slowly.

In the corner where the light does not shine, the darkness lives, quietly waiting for the night.

"Sir, if you don't answer, I will take it seriously." Qin Huaizhen said with a frown.

Yan Qing closed his eyes, his goose-yellow hairband fluttered as the breeze blew by.

"I can't decide now."

"what?"

【Ancheng·Golden Thread Lane】

"Sister Xu Qian!"

A childish voice came, and the door was opened immediately.

Xu Qian was wearing a water-purple underskirt, with a purple jade Bu Yao pinned on her head, which swayed slightly with the slight movement of the Bu Yao. She was sitting in front of the bronze mirror with vermilion lip balm.

"What's the matter?" Xu Qian didn't turn around, just looked at the little maid in the bronze mirror and asked, a sticky voice softly exhaled from her white teeth.

"Zheng Shangshu's daughter is here! It's Zheng Shangshu who gave gifts last time and filled our entire building! He said before that he would send her daughter in to learn your tricks, so that he can enter the palace!"

"Understood, let her in." Xu Qian said casually, drawing willow eyebrows.

"Okay!" The little maid immediately closed the door and ran outside.

Xu Qian raised her eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror, to see if the eyebrows were well-shaped, her posture was like a wisteria flower in full bloom, swaying in a high posture, not in a hurry.

"Sister Xu Qian!" The little maid called again from the door, it sounded a little harsh.

"What are you yelling! A dead girl knows how to yell!" An old woman yelled, her voice sounded like a shrew shouting in the street in the morning.

"Bang."

The door was forcefully pushed open by the old waiter, and a woman covering her face with an embroidered handkerchief was ushered in. She was wearing a blue wide-sleeved skirt and silver ornaments on her ears. She looked at Xu Qian who was sitting in front of the dressing table without turning her head. .

"Your name is Xu Qian, right?" Zheng Yue, who covered her face with a handkerchief, rewarded the old waiter with money and waved him to go down, asking, with a hint of contempt and disdain in her voice.

Xu Qian didn't look back, she still touched the teeth of the wooden comb with her hand, and looked up at Zheng Yue from the bronze mirror.

Seeing that Xu Qian ignored her, Zheng Yue frowned, put down the handkerchief, walked towards Xu Qian with a smile, and said, "I heard from my flirtatious father that you are good at work, and you spent half a month's salary on it." Come and see how capable you prostitutes are."

"Not only did you trick my father into obsessive obedience to you like a puppet, but you also asked me to follow you to learn these lowly things. Hmph, you really are shameless."

Zheng Yue approached a little closer, put Xu Qian's shoulders on her shoulders, bent down to look at her in the mirror, and said mockingly: "If you are sensible, just be quiet." After finishing speaking, she got up and walked out.

"Aren't you a virgin?" Just as Zheng Yue walked outside the door, Xu Qian said in a charming yet sarcastic voice.

Zheng Yue turned her head all of a sudden, stared at Xu Qian, and said in disbelief, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Qian didn't answer, just smiled, staring at Bu Yao in front of the mirror, swaying slightly.

"Don't be angry, you were quite righteous just now." Xu Qian put down the wooden comb, flipped through the dressing table casually, opened a box of rouge, wiped it with her fingers, and applied it on her wrist. Feeling a little unsatisfactory, she changed another Two colors, the same on the wrist.

"You say I'm a prostitute, I admit it." Xu Qian raised her eyebrows and looked at her wrist.

Zheng Yue clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and the veins on her forehead began to show.

"However, you are a young lady from a famous family, and you are not a young lady, so it is a bit unreasonable." Xu Qian turned her head and looked at Zheng Ge with provocative eyes.

"Stop talking about gossip and gossip to ruin my reputation, you take all the money, and do things with money, stop talking nonsense to me!" Zheng Yue yelled.

"Hiss, let me think about it." Xu Qian interrupted the whole sentence.

"Which useless sick scholar is that person?" Xu Qian pursed her lips and raised her head in thought, with an expression like a toddler thinking about a book title.

"To shut up!"

Zheng Yue let out a loud roar, and she completely lost the coquettishness and arrogance just now. She clenched her fists so hard that her nails were almost embedded in her flesh and she didn't feel it. Seeing this, Xu Qian didn't take it seriously.

"You're a sick scholar... the target is not good, and you really can't learn much..." Xu Qian suddenly laughed out of nowhere.

"It's no wonder your father asked me to teach you." Xu Qian said with a wink.

Zheng Yue suddenly felt dizzy, covered her head, and leaned against the door.

Xu Qian stood up, walked towards Zheng Yue at a leisurely pace, lifted her chin and said, "You still look pretty good."

"How do you know that I'm with..." Zheng Yue clenched her teeth and stopped talking. She turned her face away and didn't dare to look at the enchanting and charming person in front of her. She looked extremely pale and weak.

"This...isn't important." Xu Qian suddenly stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers, and soon several warriors in white coats walked in, and one of them locked the door that hit the door just now with his arm. old waiter.

The waiter's clothes had been torn a long time ago, and the scattered holes showed the embroidered obscene clothes inside. She was sweating profusely and fainted several times.

The stout martial artist came over, quickly picked up Zheng Yue who was as light as a goose feather, and violently threw her on the bed, his whole chest bent down.

Zheng Yue felt that there was an absolute force restraining her body. Just when she was dazed and at a loss, Wufu took out a black iron chain from nowhere, clasped her hands and feet, and groped a few times before getting up. and go.

Xu Qian went to the bed and sat down, first frowned and stroked Zheng Yue's temple hair with her hands, then smiled and said, "I don't teach you much today, just a obedience."

Seeing Zheng Yue's stunned expression, completely pleasing her, Xu Qian leaned close to this person's ear and whispered

"But only for me."

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