I would rather die than OOC[Quick Transmigration]

Sang Qing wiped her eyes, almost wiping off her makeup.Sang Yi touched up his make-up in an angry and amusing manner, and then took advantage of the audience's upsurge to choose an encore repertoire for him: "Sing|Sing it, matchmaker, it's even better than the one you sang just now, at the end Remember to suppress the atmosphere so as not to overwhelm the actors behind."

Sang Qing looked at him gratefully, but he didn't expect to insert a sentence out of nowhere: "Change another one."

Three words, is an imperative tone.The two turned their heads together, and saw Xie Yuan walking over with a smile: "I don't like to listen to the matchmaker, you tell him to change one."

At this time, in a hurry, Xie Yuan can change everything with a word from Xie Yuan.Sang Qing looked at Xie Yuan's face, then at Sang Yi beside her, and suddenly felt that the stage was much more cordial than Xie Yuan, and wished she could run up and return immediately.

Sang Yi shook her head, knowing that there is no time to delay, she said in a low voice: "Then please choose for him."

Xie Yuan casually mentioned the name of a play, which happened to be from the Sang Qing Club. Although he hadn't practiced it in the past few days, he was familiar with it anyway, so it wasn't a problem.Sang Qing was granted an amnesty, so she hurriedly turned around and went on stage, but she didn't notice that the atmosphere in the whole backstage had cooled down, and Sang Yi's face turned pale.

What Xie Yuan asked Sang Qing to sing was exactly what Sang Yi was going to sing after a few performances.

Sang Qing sang his last scene at this time, so he couldn't go on stage.

Sang Yi pursed her lips and did not move, finally a little bit of injustice and anger rarely appeared between her brows, but he quickly suppressed it.He turned around to leave, but Xie Yuan said behind him: "Didn't you say to bring me some tea? I'm waiting."

Sang Yi kept walking, pretending she didn't hear her.The people around have never thought that someone would dare to disobey Xie Yuan after such a long time, and the person who dared to disobey is actually Sang Yi, neither of them dared to speak out.Those who were a little more courageous wanted to go over to persuade him, but no one caught up with him.Sang Yi's back disappeared around the corner of the stairs, and she didn't know where she went.

The opera on the stage is mellow and ethereal, and the tea is steaming with smoke, except for Sang Yi, there are no other figures.

System: [Are you actually making tea for him? 】

Sang Yi creaked her knuckles, and smiled sinisterly: "Of course, I really want to deal with him... But I'm a professional, so we haven't broken up yet, so of course I have to obey the benefactor's request. "

He bowed his head and poured tea silently. After a moment of silence, he suddenly pondered again: "Why is the city lord so eccentric in this life? Who do you think he is jealous of?"

System: [No way.Do you want to check his favorability? 】

Sang Yi said: "You say."

[From the initial 10 to 20. 】

"Where's Sang Qing?"

[It was 50 a few days ago, but recently it has dropped back to 5. Xie Yuan is such an interesting human being. I really want to kidnap him and take a look at him as a fast traveler. Such a host must be very interesting. 】

Sang Yi immediately showed a surprised smile: "Really? When can you go?"

System: [...Not for now, don't think about it baby, okay. 】

Sang Yi also remained silent.He was tinkering with the tea leaves, skillfully made a pot of Yuqianchun for Xie Yuan, and then slowly went upstairs with the teacup in hand.The door was ajar, he waited outside and called softly: "Master." After a while, Xie Yuan let him in, as if deliberately letting him in for a while.

He didn't open his mouth, and Xie Yuan didn't open his mouth either.Sang Yi bowed in, knelt down opposite Xie Yuan, put the teapot aside, pressed lightly with slanted hands, and poured a cup of tea for Xie Yuan.He pushed the porcelain cup over, and Xie Yuan also pushed a thin celadon cup from his hand, half a cup of black and clear liquid was swaying in it, exuding a bitter medicinal fragrance.

"Drink." Xie Yuan looked at Sang Yi.

Both of them are already familiar with such an order, how many nights in the past five years have started and ended with this sentence.But it's not daytime, Sang Yi lowered her eyes, not intending to touch the cup of medicine.The room was silent, so quiet that you could hear the slight sound of the wind blowing the leaves outside the window, and finally Xie Yuan's low laugh broke the silence: "Are you angry?"

He picked up the medicine, raised his head slightly and put it in his mouth, leaned over to kiss Sang Yi, and passed the medicine slowly.Sang Yi froze for a moment, then closed her eyes, swallowed the medicine, and obediently accepted his follow-up kiss.The taste of the medicine this time is different from the past, it is cool and sweet, and the moment it rolls over the throat, it seems to be gently rubbed with dewy grass leaves in early spring, which is very comfortable.He subconsciously wanted to follow this taste, but Xie Yuan seized the opportunity and deepened the kiss.

Sang Yi opened her eyes and saw a smile flashing across Xie Yuan's eyes.He tilted his head and pushed Xie Yuan, as if he was a bit embarrassed, shook his head, and said hoarsely: "Master."

Xie Yuan was not angry when he pushed him away, and took out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve, and pressed it under the teacup.There were several prescriptions scrawled on it, some of which were rare and rare medicinal materials.

Xie Yuan coaxed softly: "Don't be angry, okay? I was joking with you. It's not that you are not allowed to play, but that your voice can't sing anymore. The doctor said that if you sing again, you will be hoarse. You don't want to go back Are you speechless for most of your life?"

Sang Yi lowered her head and said nothing.

Xie Yuan felt that he looked a little cute, so he reached out and touched his head, and said softly: "It's my fault, I didn't know that recipe in the past made my voice bad, so I won't use it for you in the future. Take this new recipe. Go, I will cure your throat. Some medicines are not available in ordinary markets. You can go to the pharmacy at home. I have already told Uncle Shao. gone."

Sang Yi moved, as if she wanted to speak, but in the end she was speechless, and just looked at Xie Yuan like that, as if she was a little confused.

Xie Yuan smiled again: "You... If anything happens, don't hide it. I'm not a tiger, I don't know how to eat people, and you...don't be so afraid of me."

Sang Yi said indifferently: "Sang Qing is still young, it will be fine if he is trained for a while. He is obedient and sensible, and he will definitely please the master."

"Sang Qing?" Xie Yuan laughed dumbly, "I'm not worried about him, I'm talking about you. I've been with me for five years, why haven't there been a newcomer on the road, and he doesn't want to say anything. Acting like a baby and currying favor are also means, It's not a problem to be obedient, you know?"

Seeing Sang Yi, she still didn't speak, and knelt there with lowered brows and eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.The symptoms left by yesterday's fever seem to be still there, and the shadow in the room has hooked him into a pale and thin shadow, his eyes are so black that water can flow, his lips are pursed into a line, and there is a faint redness that cannot be hidden secretly. , this appearance is too likable, but also too bullying.

"You... will be bullied to death by others." Xie Yuan looked at him for a while, and his voice became tense, showing some just right hoarseness and power. The man held her tightly in her arms: "Want me to teach you? Will you?"

Sang Yi's voice was still very flat, but a little bit of uncontrollable panic was rarely revealed: "I won't." She seemed to be stupid, and she didn't turn her head around. This answer was just right for the people around her. .

But Xie Yuan was buried in his neck, breathing in the fresh and pleasant fragrance of his hair, suddenly he didn't want to talk.

This person is so comfortable to hold, he didn't realize it before.Sang Yi, who was wearing clothes, was so comfortable to hold - the height was just right, enough for him to hug her arms, her body was soft, but she also had a man's skeleton and heroic spirit, and her figure showed a little bit because she hadn't fully grown up yet. A character between the immaturity of youth and the maturity of youth.It's like a child picking up a submissive cat for the first time, unwilling to let go, unwilling to be alarmed.

It was Sang Yi who moved uncomfortably, calling back Xie Yuan's mind of wandering.Xie Yuan hugged him and did not let go, lowered his head and asked in his ear: "Show me how cute you are?"

Sang Yi's body became even stiffer, and when she spoke this time, her voice was a little trembling, and it was the same sentence: "Master, I can't."

Xie Yuan was afraid that he would really upset him, so he stretched out his hand to touch his face, and said warmly: "Then call me by another name, okay? When there are only two of us, don't call me Lord, just call..." He thought for a while , I didn't find the name of when for a while.

The husband is not suitable, they are just lovers; the husband is not suitable, Sang Yi will definitely refuse, the baby and the sweetheart are called by him, and they have never been used by anyone, and Sang Yi can't use them either.

While he was still thinking about it, he was taken aback by the two words that Sang Yi suddenly uttered.That sound was very short, but it seemed as if it swept directly over his celestial cap.

After he was stunned, he immediately lowered his head and urged someone to say it again: "What did you say? Say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

The redness around Sang Yi's ears slowly receded, and then turned pale. As if he had exhausted all his strength, he repeated in a low voice: "...Qingqing."

This sound seemed to unlock a key that had been sealed for a long time, and he suddenly felt that Sang Yi had called him that, not long before he could remember - but how is that possible?

Qingqing, Qingqing.

green.

It slowly coincided with a certain nightmare, and finally...resounded into a hazy phantom.

When he came back to his senses, Sang Yi was already a little emotionally unstable. Tears came out and were held back by him, and his voice became even hoarse: "Please don't tease me anymore, I don't want to go on like this. I believe What I said above is serious, please think about it, I, I don’t want to—”

"What don't you want?" Seeing him crying suddenly, Xie Yuan felt a little strange, and didn't have time to think about it: "Why are you crying? What letter, don't cry, I'll go and read it right away."

Sang Yi has been by his side for so long, and she has always been calm and self-sufficient, but only lost her composure on the bed.He even found it a little funny: "Why are you crying all of a sudden... It's the first time I've seen you like this, you just tell me what you want, you—"

While stroking Sang Yi's head, he reluctantly let go of him, and went around behind the table to find out the letter Sang Yi said.At first he thought that the letter from others that Sang Yi conveyed was a business matter, but when he saw the signature, he found that it was written by Sang Yi himself.

written to him.

On the other side, Sang Yi stopped crying, took a few breaths, wiped away her tears, and knelt there without saying a word.His face was expressionless, and there were still tiny drops of water on his eyelashes, which made people want to touch them, but they would be shocked by his indifferent aura.As if facing some irreversible event, his eyes revealed a kind of thorough determination and stubbornness.

"Just read the letter."

Xie Yuan hesitated for a moment, then opened the letter and quickly scanned it.

There is nothing else in the letter, a bank note, a body deed, and a short sentence to the effect that he is not here and prays for freedom.Sang Yi was bought as a slave at the beginning, but he converted it into the current taels of silver and doubled it back to him. This is almost an ordinary person's lifetime savings.Sang Yi can't say that the family is rich, but the savings of the past five years in the South Tower have probably been spent here.

Xie Yuan's voice cooled down: "What do you mean?"

Sang Yi said neither humble nor overbearing: "I want to regain my freedom."

Xie Yuan reluctantly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled: "You don't want to sing, you can find other things to do, I will arrange it for you, there is no need to spend a lot of time to do this. You know that I like people around me If you are safe and sound, if you want to use this to threaten me...that's not what a smart person would do. I don't care about you this time, but you have to be clear about which methods can't be used."

He clasped his fingers on his knees, and subconsciously wanted to find a back to rely on, but they were both sitting on the ground, and there was no chair back to support them, so Xie Yuan had to straighten his back and lower his voice a little: "Do you not like Sang?" Qing? I will transfer him back to Rongcheng tomorrow, you can rest assured, as I said, no one can replace you."

"Because I don't like him?" Sang Yi said softly, "At the beginning, I also liked him very much, but I don't know why I don't like him anymore, so it can be said that I don't like him, so I sent him back At the beginning, the Lord never disliked me, but I can also imagine that one day, the Lord disliked me and threw me back into the brothel."

"So I don't want to do this anymore, I want to regain my freedom, Lord." Sang Yi also straightened her back, knelt upright, then bowed her head in salute, bowed respectfully to Xie Yuan, and said sincerely and seriously: "I don't want to stay with you anymore."