Silent Lover

Honglian's frivolous tone annoyed Song Qing. .

But he didn't know whether he was angry because Hong Lian talked about his and Shen Yu's innocence, or because he compared himself with the people in the painting. .

In the final analysis, it was because he couldn't help calling "Lian'er" by the name when he was in love with Honglian on the bed. Song Qing blamed himself for being inscrutable. Why did he call his name when he couldn't help it? And how could he Think of people like Hongren...this person as him?!.

Is it because of the almost identical peach blossom mark the size of a thumb?

No, he and Hong Lian are completely different, he likes to read like Yu'er, and speaks slowly and politely, unlike Hong Lian who is scrambling around in the brothel, who is rude and rude, and speaks like shooting arrows. .

"Uncle Song, don't hide it, let the servants take a look, and see who is that little goblin? It's worth remembering so much...

"Don't say that about him!" Song Qing shouted solemnly. .

"Okay, okay, not a little fairy.

Hong Lian muttered softly, that's Xiao Sao Hoof. .

When Song Qing handed him the scroll, she took the initiative to open it carefully, for fear of damaging a corner, Honglian yelled in disdain, and grabbed it directly. .

"Yeah, it really looks a bit like Xiao Yu'er."

Hong Lian commented on the bright place, it was not a portrait of facial features, but a scholarly gentleman with an elegant temperament, and her figure was not very strong, and she also looked weak. .

It's no wonder that Song Qing didn't fight or grab in the palace, and didn't help anyone, but she took good care of Shen Yu from the beginning. .

Guren moved closer to the painting, and pressed her fingers against the short kid's face, as if to see his face clearly. .

Puff one-.

There was a soft sound of paper, and Guren's sharp fingernails pierced the paper. .

'oops

the fat is in the fire.

Song Qing almost jumped up from the seat, when he snatched the scroll and saw an extra hole in it, his blood boiled up, the place where the red lotus pierced was the face of a child . .

"you!!!".

Song Qing raised her hand, and Honglian closed her eyes subconsciously. He had never seen Song Qing so angry. Except on the battlefield, Song Qing had always been a taciturn and kind-hearted character, but at this moment she was extremely angry, as if she wanted to kill someone. .

The hand did not fall in the end, Song Qing was trembling all over, one can imagine how hard he was trying to endure. .

"Uncle Song, your drawing paper is thin, and it was made many years ago. Just touching it like this, it will shatter... Hong Lian swallowed her saliva.

Song Qing's eyes were red, she didn't know whether it was anger or sadness. .

This is the only way he can miss Lian'er, because time has changed, although he remembers his appearance clearly, but after a long time, he can't tell the specific appearance, so he can only take the picture scroll to pin his thoughts.

Now, Guren has destroyed it. .

Uh...it can still be restored if the old masters are glued together.

Hong Lian, who is not afraid of anything, pokes her finger, feeling a little apprehensive. .

"go away!!".

Song Qing roared angrily, Hong Lian ran away, he is a person who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, Song Qing was getting angry, so he obediently got out, his life is not in danger, and it hurts enough to hurt his hands and feet. .

"shh

Honglian wiped the sweat from her forehead, wandered the street with her waist shaking, and found a tattoo shop after searching for a long time. .

"Master, the last time you stabbed it was too ugly, I helped my servant to change it, even if you painted it...

Guren showed her fragrant shoulders and said in annoyance.

The tattoo master saw it and was very irritable: "You think this is Yixiangyuan, and you are making fun of me? This is a fucking birthmark!".

Hong Lian threw out an ingot of silver, stared and said: "My family says it's a tattoo, it's a tattoo!".

The master lost his temper after being smashed by the money, and smiled.

It is impossible to completely change it, but the original shape can not be seen. "

"Cheng Cheng Cheng.

The master said again: "There may be blisters...

Honglian was taken aback for a moment: "Anyway, it looks better than this thing...

The master muttered as he began to work: "Isn't this pretty? It looks like a flower. Others really can't tell whether it's a tattoo or a birthmark at a glance.

When Honglian returned to the Commander's Mansion, she deliberately bypassed Song Qing's room, but saw Song Qing with a frosty face in her own room. .

"Song... Uncle Song?

Honglian glanced around from the corner of her eye, her suitcase was opened and showed signs of being turned over, while Song Qing's chest heaved and her gaze was more terrifying than a man-eating tiger. .

"I ask you, what is this?!"

Song Qing pulled Honglian over, holding a small yellow paper packet in her hand. .

"his"

Honglian's shoulders hurt from being scratched by the clothes, and she gasped.

"This...this is..." Honglian stammered, "Did you go through the things in my slave's house?!".

Song Qing gritted her teeth and shouted: "Stop making jokes! What is this? Where did you get it?!"

Hong Lian curled her lips, if Shen Yu can feed you, the slave family can? But he didn't dare to say it. .

Bought it outside. Honglian said indifferently, "There are brothels."

Song Qing was furious, but Honglian's attitude was still so frivolous and frivolous, and he went to hang out in places like brothels?!.

"I said it's no wonder that every time you come to me, I always... so it turns out that you use such low-level tricks?!

Song Qing finally understood why he was so unable to control himself, and even confusedly regarded Honglian as "Lian'er". .

Honglian lowered her eyes, her pupils were blocked by thick eyelashes, so that Song Qing couldn't see his eyes clearly, and only listened to his low-pitched sophistry.

"My family doesn't have enough pocket money. If I can seduce Uncle Song once, I will have hundreds of taels of silver. This is how my family made such a bad move...well...

He lives in the Commander's Mansion, so how could he not have enough money? It's nothing more than greed for money!.

"There is no cure! There is no cure!

Song Qing was so disappointed that he threw the paper bag on him and strode away. As soon as the paper was scattered, the medicine powder was scattered all over the ground.

After Song Qing left, Hong Lian took a long time to touch her shoulder, and just now she was pulled by Song Qing, the skin was worn off, and blood stains seeped out. .

"laugh-

Guren pulled out a smile, knelt down and swept the powder and dust together. .

"What a waste, the servants haven't had time to use it yet.