[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

Immediately, another soft voice sounded, it was the oiran's voice, full of astonishment and panic.

"Brother, why are you here?"

The male voice just ordered briefly.

"I'm here to save you, come with me."

The oiran smiled wryly and rejected him.

"If I leave, my sisters will definitely be tortured viciously. Brother, don't worry about me. This is the retribution I deserve."

The male voice kept persuading him, but Hua Kui's attitude was always firm, urging him to leave quickly, for fear of being discovered by others.

Based on their conversation alone, Lan Si had filled his mind with a [-]-word sadomasochistic love story. When he was sighing with relish, his numb legs accidentally knocked on the cabinet. It happened that the two were in a stalemate , so the subtle voice was clearly heard.

"Who!"

As soon as the sudden and sharp voice fell, the cabinet door in front of Lan Si was pulled open, and a sharp sword with a cold light was pressed against his neck, and the face of the man in gray was full of murderous aura.

"Who are you! You hide here to eavesdrop, what's your intention!"

A slight movement of the sharp blade would pierce the thin neck, Lance looked at him stiffly, his small face turned pale with fright, and explained anxiously.

"I, I just want to see what the oiran looks like."

His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, dignified and moving, like a clean and clear dewdrop in the Yingchun Building where Yingge Yanwu dances, no matter how you look at it, it is out of place.And although he was wearing ordinary clothes, the precise stitching and luxurious fabrics made him look like a son of a wealthy family.

The man in gray shouldn't touch someone like him, because it might cause infinite trouble, but he was eager to save people at this time, and he had already keenly heard the sound of the guests going upstairs.

He quickly hit Lansi's acupuncture point, then lifted him up and threw him onto the bed. The oiran on the bed suddenly stood up and asked in a low voice.

"What did you catch him for! He is innocent.."

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end the moment the gray-clothed man tapped his acupoints, Hua Kui watched helplessly as the gray-clothed man stuffed Lansi, who was unable to move, into the quilt on the bed, and then carried himself out of the window. run.

Hua Kui widened his eyes and tried to stop him, but he couldn't speak at all, and could only disappear into the night sky with the man in gray. The windows of the room were closed silently, and the room was restored to silence.

Lan Si in the quilt was dazed for a while before he realized it. He wanted to sit up and run away in disbelief, but the sealed acupuncture points prevented him from moving or making a sound, so he could only stare straight at the drop like a log. The red bed curtain came down, and the bedding under him was soft, but there was some kind of spice next to the pillow. After smelling it for a while, his consciousness became a little loose, and his body felt a little hot.

What to do, how should he run out?

Before he could think of any countermeasures in his messy mind, he heard the door being pushed open, and the footsteps walking in were disorderly, it seemed that there was more than one person.

Backing away the turtle slave who brought them in, Lan Lan closed the jade fan in her hand, and frivolously nodded Lan Qing's shoulder. He glanced at the bed winkingly, and did not lower his voice.

"Second brother, this person will give you off as a gift for you to return to Beijing."

Lan Qing was weak and suffering from illnesses since he was a child. In order to save him, his mother and concubine begged to take him to Qingshan Temple to recuperate. sickly white.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Lan Lan and said calmly.

"There is no need for a meeting ceremony."

"Why don't you need it? You have almost never been back to the capital. Concubine Jing specially asked me to show you around. After visiting the pavilions and pavilions during the day, you will naturally come to this flower building at night. Second brother, Concubine Jing said that you have never had a close maid in the temple, I specially arranged this oiran for you tonight, you can't refuse no matter what."

Lan Qing's mother concubine Jing Concubine and Lan Lan's mother concubine Xian Concubine were sisters who were life and death friends before entering the palace, so after being brought into the harem by the emperor, they did not turn against each other in blood, but always supported each other in the intriguing harem , always maintain a deep relationship.

When Concubine Jing took Lan Qing to Qingshan Temple to recuperate, people in the palace gradually forgot about them. Only Concubine Xian would visit them every year, and sometimes she would take Lan Lan with her, so when Lan Qing returned to Beijing, the only person she knew The person in question is Lan Lan.

Although Lan Qing's body has recovered, he is used to being ascetic in Qingshan Temple, so he was not moved by Lan Lan's dragging him to the Yingchun Building, and he was drinking tea in silence all the time in the wing room, without looking at The oiran glanced at it, and only knew from the words of the old bustard that the oiran was a man.

He doesn't care if it's a man or a woman, in other words, he doesn't care about anyone in the world except Concubine Jing.

It's just that before he returned to Beijing, Concubine Jing told him that the imperial palace in the capital was not as free as Qingshan Temple, and that sometimes he had to deal with people and do things he didn't want. So now, facing Lan Lan's gracious kindness, Lan Qing still complied.

Lan Lan walked him towards the bed, smiled and reminded him in a low voice.

"There are ointments and other things prepared in the hidden compartment next to the bed. You can use them if you need them, but after all, men are no better than women, so you have to pity him."

Lan Qing glanced at him and replied lightly. "I see."

Seeing this, Lan Lan stopped bothering him and left happily. After closing the door, only he and the oiran on the bed were left.

Lan Lan drank wine with him for a while to celebrate his return to Beijing before, but now the alcohol gradually came up, mixed with the burning incense in the room, forming a lingering and lingering scent, which went straight to drilled in his mouth and nose.

Lan Qing walked to the bed and lifted the curtain, silently looking down at the person on the bed.

The soft quilt on the bed bulged slightly, revealing a delicate and seductive face with white skin like jade, black and clear eyes containing a thin layer of water mist, when looking at him, it was beautiful and moving.

It seemed that he was terrified of Cheng Huan for the first time, his thin red lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Lan Qing's calm heart fluctuated a bit due to his timid and weak manner, his indifferent expression softened a little, he stroked the other's cheek with his well-articulated hand, and whispered lovingly.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Before he came, Lan Lan had already taught him this kind of thing. Although he only listened to it, he thought it was not difficult, and Lan Lan said that if he refused to break the oiran's body, then the oiran would be killed by others. A joke that becomes a lifetime of shame.

The people in the Yingchun building are destined to be like this, too much kindness will harm them instead.

Lan Qing has stayed in Qingshan Temple for more than ten years, and he is not considered kindhearted, but just indifferent. At this time, he looked at the young man who was about to have sex with him on the bed, and suddenly felt a strange sense of possession in his heart. .

Remembering that Lan Lan casually praised the oiran's thin waist when he was watching the oiran's dance, he poked in along the soft quilt, and sure enough, he touched the boy's waist. Can be circled in the arms.

His eyes were dim, and after taking off his shoes, he leaned over and the red bed curtain fell down soundlessly, blocking the rolling red waves on the bed.

The author has something to say

Lan Qing: (looks at the bed) The oiran is so beautiful.

Lan Lan: (suddenly realizes) So I am a god assist.

Lance: (with tears) I'm not the oiran!

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