A Qi

Soon, the annual Qiqiao Festival came. Aunt Mei organized a poetry club to take advantage of the lively atmosphere of the festival to make money and attract many literati.Literati, talk about romance in bed, talk about elegance in bed.I have to say that Aunt Mei's good ideas are indispensable for the prosperity of Changchun Courtyard as it is today.This middle-aged woman is well versed in the routines of Fengyuechang, and manages the restaurant to flourish.

That day, Ah Qi and a group of slaves and maidservants beside him were setting up in the lobby. Aunt Mei called him aside and winked at Chunfang who was next to her. Chunfang respectfully handed the red dress in Ah Qi's hands .

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "Ah Qi, send this dress to Hua Ling's room in a while."

Ah Qi rubbed her hands together, "Mom, let Chunfang send it over, my little one's hands are dirty right now."

Aunt Mei had a pleasant face, which was rare, "Go to the backyard and wash your hands, I'll wait."

Hearing her tough tone, Ah Qi knew that she could no longer refuse, so she ran to the backyard in a hurry, washed off the dust on her hands, and came back to take the clothes in Chunfang's hands.

Looking at Ah Qi's back, Aunt Mei thought about Ah Qi's reluctance and reluctance just now, and she couldn't help showing suspicion. Maybe after so long, Hua Ling had already gotten tired of playing with him and threw him aside.I still remember the last time Ah Qi was punished, Hua Ling didn't show any sympathy.

who cares!She only hoped that Hua Ling would get along well with anyone, be it the turtle slave or those young masters, she was happy to see it.

Chunfang on the side was really curious, and couldn't help asking, "Mom, why did you give Mr. Ling's clothes to Ah Qi? The servants can just send them up directly. Could it be that sister Chunrui and Ah Qi were fighting in the kitchen before, and what sister Chunrui yelled at?" It's all true."

A ruthless look flashed from the corner of Aunt Mei's eyes, "Do your job well, and don't talk too much when you shouldn't ask."

Chunfang was so frightened that she hurriedly lowered her head, "Yes."

After hesitating outside the door for a long time, Ah Qi finally knocked on the door.

"Come in." There was a cold voice.

Chunrui saw who was coming, raised her eyebrows proudly at Ah Qi, and then continued to help An Rong comb her hair, her black hair hanging down her back like splashed ink.

Ah Qi put the clothes neatly on the table, not wanting to disturb the person, and left quietly, and when he was about to tiptoe away, he failed in the end——

"Ah Qi, why are you so unruly, you don't even say hello to my young master when you come in."

"Ling...Mr. Ling, I'm here to bring you the clothes to wear at night."

With his back bent, he waited for the man to speak, but there was still no instruction for a long time. Ah Qi didn't want to go, or didn't go, just bent over and restrained.

An Rong closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You go down first." These words were obviously addressed to Chun Rui who was combing her hair behind her.

Chunrui glared at Ah Qi unwillingly, then left obediently.

At this moment, only An Rong and Ah Qi were left in the room, maintaining the same posture for a long time, Ah Qi's legs were a little stiff and trembling, maybe because of fear, the room was surprisingly quiet at this moment.

After about half an hour, or longer, the man in front of the dressing table still didn't say a word, Ah Qi maintained the same posture, and didn't dare to move.

"Young master Ling, mother has urged you, and this servant has come in to tidy up for you."

It was Chunrui's voice, she pushed the door open in the blink of an eye, glanced at Ah Qi arrogantly, saw that the clothes on the table hadn't moved, Ah Qi was still standing where she was just now, and she couldn't figure it out. Find out what their young masters mean.

"Bring the clothes here." Only then did An Rong respond.

Chunrui brought over the red embroidered dress on the table, and within a short time, she did not forget to take a blank look at Ah Qi with a look of ecstasy.

An Rong stood up, Chunrui waited for him to change his clothes, and then walked out the door without saying a word to Ah Qi, and never even glanced at Ah Qi.

The sound of the door slamming closed separated Ah Qi in the dim room, and the sound of their footsteps became farther and farther away. Ah Qi straightened up, was stunned for a while, and finally walked out the door.

Downstairs was already brightly lit, and there was a lot of noise. The man was already sitting cross-legged on the futon, playing the qin. The sound of the qin was melodious, sometimes like a rushing river, sometimes like a gurgling stream, which soothed everyone's heartstrings. , also made Ah Qi's heart tremble.Such a glorious person really shouldn't belong to him.

Ah Qi hid at the far doorpost and secretly looked at the people on the stage. The scene seemed familiar. More than a year ago, he was standing here and peeping at him. What now?Compared to that time, my heart seems to be completely empty...

After playing An Rong's song, he bowed slightly, with a gentle smile on his mouth, Ah Qi's heart was empty for a long time, and he suddenly felt pain, the gentle eyes of that person seemed to never belong to him.To strangers, he could still be polite and decent, but when he faced himself, he always looked icy, and the cold winter months could not compare to the coldness on his face.

An Rong's eyes had already seen Ah Qi in the corner through the corner of his eyes. He remained calm, still smiling at the guests, but his heart was already surging, and he couldn't restrain himself... until he saw that person turned and left , A little bit of displeasure flashed in my heart, but it soon calmed down.

In the evening, everyone went to the lobby to join in the fun, but there was no one in the utility room, Ah Qi packed up and lay on the bed ready to sleep, but heard Qiu Guan's voice.

"Ah Qi, are you there?" Qiu Guan outside the door was anxious and absent minded.

"What's the matter? I'm already asleep."

"I don't know what... what to do? Ah Qi, Xinglin she...she..." followed by sobbing.

Ah Qi put on her cloth shoes and got out of bed quickly, Qiu Guan was crying outside the door, buried her head between her legs, very sad.

"What's the matter?"

When she looked up, her nose was filled with tears and tears, it was obvious that something very sad had happened to her.

"Xinglin... she was... she had an accident."

Ah Qi knew that apart from him, Qiuguan usually had a better relationship with Xinglin. Before that, both of them were doing low-level work. Later, Qiuguan complained that Xinglin was allocated to that young master Qiudie as a maid. Not with her.Just what happened to her.

"What happened to her...?"

Qiuguan put away the original sad and crying appearance, with a painful expression, and said, "It's Mr. Qiudie. Xinglin has complained to me before. That Mr. always stares at her lewdly, and sometimes even touches her. She It's a servant girl, I dare not say anything about my young master, so I can bear with these things, but...but just now everyone was in the lobby, I searched around but didn't see her, so I went to her room to look for her. A rope was tied to the roof beam, and she was standing on that bench... I quickly went up and hugged her leg, and persuaded her to come down. She told me, Mr. Qiudie...has been doing that kind of thing to her all the time. Threatening her not to speak out... She can't live on her own, and wants to end it in the dead of night."

Ah Qi looked at Qiu Guan's red and swollen eye circles, all the words were swallowed in his stomach, and he couldn't say it. He wanted to tell her that this is life, and she can't complain, but she is a 16-year-old girl, and she can't say these bloody words. .He vaguely remembered that when Aunt Mei bought Chen Qiubao back last year, that person was still righteous and unyielding. It was only a short year, but he got used to it quickly.

"Ah Qi, I want to vent my anger on Xinglin's behalf, but I can't do anything..."

"It's not that there is no way, how can the bad guys be free forever."

Qiu Guan suddenly raised her head and stared at him, she pinned all her hopes on Ah Qi.

Ah Qi felt her scorching gaze, and looked away uncomfortably, "Let's go and see Xinglin."

"Ah."

The two walked to the maid's room where Xing Lin slept, and everyone was having fun in the hall at the moment, the backyard was silent at this time, and even the rustling of leaves could be heard clearly.

"Xinglin! Xinglin!"

Before entering the house, Qiuguan was yelling through the door, but no one responded. The moment he pushed open the wooden door, he was startled—Xinglin was hanging on the beam of the house, and a wooden bench fell under his feet...

"what--"

Qiu Guan yelled, and Ah Qi quickly covered her eyes, "Let's go, don't look, let's go and call Mom, don't look..."

"Let go of me, let me go, brother, let me go, please, brother..."

She called her brother, one could imagine how much pain she was suffering in her heart at the moment, but she still couldn't let her see it.

"Let's find someone to come over."

"I want to see her, so I just take a look, brother, she is dead, how could she die, I have already persuaded her to come down, ah—"

If a person really wants to commit suicide, how can he give up his thoughts just because of a few words from others.

Ah Qi dragged Qiuguan into the hall, the beautiful and lively scene floated in every inch of the hall like a ball of flowers, Ah Qi couldn't hear the sound in his left ear, no matter how loud the sound was at this time, his ears would still hear it. Automatically cuts the volume.He pulled Qiuguan directly to Aunt Mei, Qiuguan who had been greatly stimulated was no longer as crazy as before, and his mood eased a lot. At this moment, he was like a wounded deer clinging to Ah Qi, following He walked over to Aunt May.

The two had previously struggled and collided, and their hair was messed up. Ah Qi's messy hair was now more like a clump of dry grass on her head, while Qiu Guan's hair had long been hanging loosely by her ears.An Rong's pale fingers picked up the teacup in his hand, drank it down, glanced at the two of them inadvertently, Ah Qi grabbed the woman's hand, it was extremely dazzling in his eyes, his eyes slightly bent, Sharp and cold.

Everyone in the hall was immersed in a happy atmosphere, and had no time to care about the two embarrassed people. Seeing the dejected expressions of the two, Aunt Mei asked angrily, "What's going on? There is a good day ahead." Putting up a dead face will only cause bad luck."

"Xinglin is dead." Ah Qi said.

As expected of her profound experience, Aunt Mei frowned slightly when she heard the news, and her face sank, but she quickly recovered her usual sharpness, and immediately called a few turtle slaves, gave orders for a while, followed Ah Seven, they went to Xinglin's residence together.

The hands under An Rong's long sleeves couldn't help trembling, and he stared lightly at the people who left. The people listened to his words and rolled away, but they were still unwilling. - Mian Shi, he tightly interlocked his fingers and held them crossed, An Rong's eyes became darker and darker.

"Young Master Ling! Young Master Ling!" The people beside him yelled loudly twice, An Rong just came back to his senses, his dark and deep eyes were full of unpredictable Ling Guang.

"Mr. Ling, it's your turn now. Mr. Shu Wen's Shanglian has been published."

"I lost." After speaking, he strode away, leaving only Qingfeng waving his sleeves, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Facing this ridiculous and difficult scene, people on and off the stage were all stunned.

The author has something to say:

About Aunt Mei always doing everything possible to match An Rong and Ah Qi, there will be an explanation later...

God assists one~