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But no matter what, he couldn't catch that ray of inspiration.

"What's your mother's name?" Cheng Yi thought, this child is so beautiful, her mother must be a beauty, maybe it is the daughter of some nobleman in the city, when she came to pray for blessings, the servants didn't watch her, and she ran away up.

"I don't know..." Cheng Yi asked patiently with a kind face, "Then what does your mother look like?" The little girl pouted and did not speak, and glanced at Pei Sheng, seeming to be frightened, sobbing , Crying out with a wow, her little face was wet with teardrops.

Cheng Yi said dissatisfied: "Old Pei, what's the matter with you, look at your dark face, it scares the children."

"Tell her not to cry."

Pei Sheng said impatiently.

He annoys children the most, they cry and make noises, and they can't beat them if they can't reason. When he hears the crying, he can't wait to throw the girl out and finish it off.

Pei Sheng picked her up and jumped out of the car to throw her on the ground, Cheng Yi hurriedly chased her down to hold her up.

Cheng Yi couldn't be coaxed no matter what, and the little girl waved her hand and slapped her across the face a few times, seeing Pei Sheng standing by the side with a look of disgust, and stuffing him into Pei Sheng's arms.

"I'm quitting, you're making me cry, so hurry up and coax me."

Pei Sheng didn't throw it away, nor did he hug him, the little girl's tears flowed down his shoulders like they couldn't stop.

He had never held a child before, only the pup born of Lin Chengzhong's dog, and the posture of holding the child was not right, which made the little girl cry even louder.

She thumped Pei while shouting "I want to find my mother", and patted his shoulders with her little hands.

It took Pei Sheng a long time to hold back a sentence: "Don't cry."

The little girl cried less, her eyes were red and she glared at him, but Pei Sheng continued: "Don't cry, it's very annoying."

She sobbed and wailed.

Lin Chengzhong followed the sound from a distance, shouting: "Zhen'er—" his face was filled with tension.

When he saw the girl in Pei Sheng's arms, he was overjoyed, seeing Pei Sheng holding her, he hesitated to speak.

Pei Sheng's face was livid, and he asked: "Is this girl from your family?" Zhen'er heard Lin Chengzhong's voice, and wiped away his tears, and stopped calling for his mother.

Lin Chengzhong didn't know how to answer, and said vaguely: "My friend's house."

He hurriedly hugged Zhen'er who was out of breath from crying, as if he was worried that Pei Sheng would strangle her to death by mistake.

Cheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and said teasingly: "You are raising a daughter for someone else before you get married.

The little girl is a beauty, and I don't know how she inherited her mother's appearance...Her mother must be an alluring figure..." Lin Chengzhong carefully moved his eyes to Pei Sheng, and said in a wrong way: "It's okay .

Very heroic. "

Pei: The children are really annoying, so annoying, come and throw one away.

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This incident passed within a few days, except for Cheng Yi's babbling from time to time - how could the child's mother be "heroic" - there is nothing else to say.

At the end of spring, the camellias withered all over the ground early, and the remaining branches and leaves turned green.

Pei Sheng stayed in the Buddhist hall all afternoon, and then wrote a letter to Lin Chengzhong, hoping that he would pass it on to others.

For whom, Lin Chengzhong must know.

There were all kinds of requests in the letter, asking when and where we would meet, but the other party seemed to be hanging on to him deliberately. After waiting for a few days, nothing came up, and there was no reply for a long time.

At night, the streets are dark and empty, and the air is still filled with vague fog.

There was a smell of medicine at the entrance of Renshan Hall, which gave people a headache.

This street is much narrower than the main street, and it is difficult for carriages to pass smoothly, so there are few people walking during the day, and at night, it is even more quiet, but there are two or three cats and birds.

But at this time, a carriage slowly appeared from the darkness, with a small yellow lantern hanging on each corner, swaying dimly in the light mist.

Suddenly, there was a "squeak", the sound of the horse's hooves stopped, and everything was quiet.

The door of Ren Shan Tang opened at some point, revealing a dark crack.

A tall figure fell from the car, and by looking at it with the light, it was Heng Wu wearing a mask, and his figure disappeared at the door in just a moment.

With a soft sound, the door closed.

Another silent night.

"You are here, Zhen'er has already fallen asleep."

He Zhixia came out with the lamp in one hand and the bamboo curtain with the other.

"Where is Lin Chengzhong?"

He Zhixia pointed to the inside of the room and said, "It's inside."

Heng Wu pressed the mask with one hand, and untied the mask with the other hand, the wound on the left side of his face was horrifying.

He said: "The child is young and ignorant, please take care of it."

He Zhixia smiled softly, and said: "Young Master Du shared troubles with Yufang and saved Yufang's life. He is Yufang's benefactor, and naturally he is also my benefactor.

What's more, the young master is willing to help me to rectify the name of Qi Wang Zhaoqin, and I, He Zhixia, can't repay him. "

When Heng Wu heard the word "Master Du", his expression froze for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

He can hardly remember who he is.

He was stern, not in a hurry, and said: "The matter of King Zhaoqin of Qi is ultimately a battle for succession. The East Palace was poisoned and died. The evidence points to King Qi. Therefore, it is logical to sit on the crown prince today until he ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor.

Today, it is difficult to tell the truth. "

He Zhixia said: "I understand.

But back then when the He family received the kindness of King Qi, I couldn't bear to see him bear the infamy," "My master has already discovered you. "

He raised the bamboo curtain and said, "I won't interfere in the next thing."

The sigh behind him drifted into the faint melancholy of the spring night, and disappeared.

In the room, Lin Chengzhong hugged Zhen'er and patted her on the back gently.

Zhen'er was already in a deep sleep, and Lin Chengzhong's chest was wet when the halazi flowed out.

Lin Chengzhong rubbed his eyes in a daze, and said, "Brother Du..." Du Ruo sighed softly, and said, "I'm here..." He is Du Liuyue, a mysterious and frivolous disciple of the national teacher, who is so poor, pitiful and lowly. Du Ruo, the male favorite in the dust, is now the humble and laughing young man Heng Wu in the romantic field.

Which one is him, which one is not him, all the names seem to lock the shackles of the soul, and he loses himself under the representative and in each identity.

Du Ruo sat down beside the bed, gently touched Zhen'er's forehead, and said, "Did Pei Sheng see her?" Lin Chengzhong said in a daze, "Yes..." "What did he say?" "He..." "Forget it, I know he can't say anything good."

Du Ruo left the bed and stood in front of the window.

Lin Chengzhong became more sober, put down Zhen'er lightly, and covered her with a small quilt.

Du Ruo was thinking, when suddenly his waist tightened, he turned his head, and asked coaxingly, "What are you doing?" Lin Chengzhong buried his head on his shoulder, and said sullenly, "I don't want to see you like this."

"...Which one?" Lin Chengzhong hugged him even tighter, and said, "That's how you smiled at them.

They just want to do that kind of thing with you..." Lin Chengzhong had just entered the officialdom, and he didn't know how to deal with it. It was Du Ruo who came forward to solve a lot of troubles for him. Those people all had other thoughts, even if they didn't do anything, Lin Chengzhong still felt worthless.

"What's the difference between the officialdom and the prostitutes? I'm just a joke in it.

Besides, don't you want to do 'that stuff' with me? "Du Ruo smiled softly. In the darkness, he became more mysterious and charming, and his tone was full of temptation.

"..." Lin Chengzhong was silent for a long time, and said, "At least I won't drive you away, and I won't fail to recognize my own flesh and blood."

There was a rustling sound in the air, it was Du Ruo taking off his clothes.

The sun was warm in spring, he didn't wear much, and soon his white skin was exposed, and the clothes fell to his feet one by one.

Du Ruo untied the knot with his backhand, and the corset also fell to the ground. The black hair slid to his chest, barely covering the slightly swollen chest, and he could vaguely see the mark of humiliation.

Lin Chengzhong let go of Du Ruo helplessly, but Du Ruo clung to his chest like a slippery snake, and touched his underwear with both hands, and then he heard Du Ruo sniggering in his ear: "Didn't you want me to give it to you?" Are you giving birth to one too, what are you hiding for?" Du Ruo's body was cold, and Lin Chengzhong was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he wrapped him in his arms with his coat, with his delicate flesh under his palm, and he could carry him on his shoulders with just a little effort. Go up, take him to another room, and then enter his body like countless times imagining, and completely possess him.

"I do not like this.

You are just using your body to benefit me. "

Lin Chengzhong said in a low voice, "You want me to be devoted to you, so there is no need to sell yourself like this.

Can you cherish yourself a little..." Du Ruo sneered, got out of Lin Chengzhong's arms, then lightly pressed his index finger on Lin Chengzhong's lips, and said lightly: "If you don't want to, forget it.

Stop talking.

I'm tired. "

On the banks of the Fangnong crescent moon, the brows of the willows are light in spring. This day is the annual flower appreciating spring festival in the Goulan courtyard.

Recite poems and make pairs, serve tea and taste flowers.

On this day, all the red cards in the prostitutes are trying their best to compete for the title of the chief of all flowers in the capital.

To put it elegantly, the Flower Spring Festival is just a gimmick for the selection of oirans in the Goulan courtyard.

The things that are not in the world of prostitution, but today are overwhelmingly lively. The lanterns are bright and bright at the beginning of the day. Before it is dark, the lanterns are bright, and they are hung on the corners of the eaves.

The host of this year's Flower Appreciation Spring Festival will be in Jinghe Building.

As in previous years, each guest who wants to enter the building must bring a precious flower, whether it is a begonia condensed fragrance, or a cuckoo with a dew in it. If you fancy a girl, you can vote for her. The most, which one is this year's flower ringleader.

For this reason, at this time of the year, the flowers in the capital are in full bloom as scheduled, and they are also expensive as scheduled. The literati and poets fight over their heads to grab those flowers, just to get the qualification to enter the building and see the beauty of the oiran.

Naturally, Cheng Yi would not miss such a good deed, so he pulled Pei Sheng, and called some of his acquaintances to run shoulder-to-shoulder