Silent Lover

When Honglian returned to Qinglian Hall in a sedan chair, her face was all black. .

After sticking the meat on the door, Song Qing actually pushed him away, read the book for a day, and said that it was his favorite ghost novel when he was young. .

"I like chanting sutras so much, I'd like to become a monk if I get ordained!".

After getting off the sedan chair, Honglian kicked bitterly, spat backwards, and then went back to her yard through the back door, and closed the door with a bang. .

The handsome young man saw it, tiptoed to the door, and peeked in through the crack of the door. .

"What are you looking at? Look again and dig out your tricks!"

There was a roar from inside, the handsome young man shrugged his shoulders, continued to watch with a smile. .

"Master, haven't you been taken back to the mansion by General Song? Have you been stung by a bee? You are so angry...".

"It's my turn to worry about you? Go back and stand on your street!".

Snapped-

An embroidered shoe smashed on the door frame, the handsome young man clicked his tongue twice, not daring to provoke him again, and was about to leave when the door suddenly opened again, Hong Lian kicked the shoe with one foot. .

"and many more!"

The handsome young man ran back obsequiously and asked, "What is the owner's order?".

Honglian beckoned to him, motioning for him to come over.

"Go and do me a favor...

.......

Song Qing arrived as scheduled the next day, took Hong Lian back to the mansion with a large amount of banknotes, and still drank tea and read books with Hong Lian, forcing him to read poetry and history to him. .

"5000 taels a day to find a companion book boy, Uncle Song is really rich and powerful.".

No matter how much Honglian sneered, Song Qing didn't reply, just watched him studying for hours. .

At first, Hong Lian didn't bother to care about it. Anyway, the money is easier than selling meat. After a long time, he became more and more restless, neither sitting nor standing. .

'Don't read it! Uncle Song is no longer earning money!".

Honglian raised Erlang's legs, picked up a few jujubes and gnawed them.

Song Qing didn't care whether he was sitting or not, just said: "Don't say 'nujia', I don't like it.".

"You're quite lenient?" Honglian chewed on the date meat and rolled her eyes. .

"I am your benefactor, you have to please me." Song Qing said solemnly. .

Hong Lian almost swallowed the date pit, but couldn't refute it. .

For the next few days, Honglian was taken to the General's Mansion, and at night she was sent back to the Qinglian Pavilion in a sedan chair. After half a month, Song Qing didn't come so often, and only went to pick up people with a bank ticket every now and then. .

Counting the days, Song Qing has not been to the Qinglian Hall for seven days, and Honglian is sitting in Langfang in a daze. .

"Master!".

The handsome young man yelled several times before Hong Lian came back to her senses. .

"I'm not deaf! What are you shouting for?" Honglian waved her hands wearily. .

"Then what are you thinking about? Oh~ are you missing General Song? A few days ago, people came here frequently, and you thought he was annoying. If you don't come these days, you're itching to miss him, don't you?"

"I think you're the one with itchy skin. If you say a few more words, I won't tear your mouth apart!" Honglian thought of something and asked, "What happened to what I asked you to do?".

"Isn't the slave family coming back to report to the owner of the museum... The slave family inquired that General Song's banknotes were temporarily deposited in the bank, and the people in the bank said that they took a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, tsk tsk , General Song is really rich and powerful...

Honglian knew it well, and looked at the banknotes in the dowry, there were already nearly 10 taels, no matter how wealthy a person was, it was impossible for them to keep so many banknotes at home, so Honglian asked the delicate young lady to ask, Sure enough, Song Qing must have spent [-]% to [-]% of the family's wealth. She hasn't come these days, and she probably went to collect money again. .

"I knew this heartless....

Honglian muttered to herself, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

"I want you to tell me that General Song is different from those stinky men. He is sincere to the owner of the pavilion. If you don't want to be the owner, follow him, or else his infatuation will be in vain." I saw General Song in Qianzhuang today, holding an emerald coral in his hand, he knew it was priceless

color......

"What did you say? He's mortgaged?

Hong Lian sat up vigorously, there was no emerald coral in Song Qing's house before, so it must be that one. .

"Yeah, it seems to be a job. The owner, what's the matter?".

"nothing.....

Hong Lian had a headache, she grabbed a handful of bank notes and handed them to the handsome young man. .

"You help me redeem that emerald coral..." Honglian thought for a while, and then grabbed more than half of the silver note in the dowry and gave it to him, "A few thousand taels is definitely not enough, the pawnshops in the money shop are all It doubled as soon as it changed hands...

After urging the delicate young lady to leave, earlier than Honglian expected, there was a lot of noise outside the Qinglian Pavilion, the dancing and music stopped, and a female actress hurried over.

"The owner! It's not good! Someone came to Qinglian Pavilion to make trouble!".

"Who is it?".

Hong Lian held back her skirt, unusually calm. .

"It seems to be an official's wife, with a group of servants."