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After bidding farewell to Fu Ling, Wei Ziming also finished handling the administrative affairs of the Ministry of Punishment, and happened to bump into me on the street commanding the hidden guards to buy peach blossom cakes.Seeing that Xiaohong was not in my arms, he exploded. His father's heart blinded his eyes and encouraged his courage to commit crimes.

Wei Ziming snatched the peach blossom cake from my hand and threw it on the ground, grabbed my shoulders and shook vigorously: "Where am I red? Where am I red?? You pawned my red to buy some snacks, right?"

I was dizzy, dizzy, and tinnitus shaken by this kid, and I couldn't breathe with the residue of the snack stuck in my throat. I almost went to see my mother.

I was on the verge of dying, but the guard I raised stood aside and watched with satisfaction, his eyes filled with the meaning of "ah, the princess and Mr. Wei are brothers and sisters who love each other and envy everyone".

"Pull...Pull away..." With my last breath, I uttered these words to the dark guard.

Seeing that my face was blushing, the dark guard didn't seem to be faking it, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Wei Ziming away: "Young Master Wei, calm down, Miss Hong is at Miss An Xiangli's place."

Wei Ziming stared at me in disbelief: "You actually threw me Hong to the An family??"

I kept coughing: "Yes, there is a maid following, following, cough cough."

"Where are they now?"

"Didn't I just send someone to notify you?"

Wei Ziming cheated and covered his ears: "If I don't listen, I won't listen. I want you to tell me where they are now?"

"...You damn bitch."

Unable to stand Wei Ziming's nonsense, the dark guard replied honestly: "In the Liyuan."

Wei Ziming expressed his anger: "You actually brought her into such an unscrupulous place, I'm still a baby!"

I immediately retorted: "Isn't it just a place for acting, why not serious."

"The places you like to go are not serious! Don't think that I don't know. A few years ago, you always sneaked out of the palace and stuck in the pear garden without going anywhere." With a look on his face that saw through me: "You must have someone in there." It's good, I want to tell my family, A Ling!"

"Don't!" My Ling was already very unhappy because of the matter between me and An Yunluo last time. Now that I have another love debt, wouldn't it kill me?

I almost blurted out: "I went with Shuya!"

After saying this, I was stunned, and Wei Ziming was also stunned.

The secret guard still had a peaceful look on his face.

Wei Ziming took a complicated look at the hidden guard who was immersed in his own world, and then looked at me complicatedly: "... who?"

I'm not sure: "Shu Ya?"

Wei Ziming was also not sure: "Sang Shuya?"

I didn't speak, and Wei Ziming didn't speak either, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

After a moment of silence, Wei Ziming scratched his head: "Why do I remember that because of Fu Ling, you hated Sang Shuya so much, why did you go to Liyuan with her?"

"I don't know. That's why I want to go to Liyuan today to find out."

"Then hurry up, what are you still doing here?" Wei Ziming left as soon as he said that, with a look on his face that "my sister can't tell the priorities all the time, it's really distressing".

"..."

I followed Wei Ziming with a sullen face.

Today is a big day for the Liyuan Parade.

As soon as I got off the horse, I heard the lively sound in the garden.The gongs and drums are loud, the sky is full of firecrackers, and the red flags are flying. There are huge crowds of people.

Standing outside the pear garden was a chubby man with a red face beaming with joy. He smiled like a flower when he saw me.

"Miss Qingru, you are here." After greeting me, she nodded to Wei Ziming.

I searched the memory in my mind, and called out uncertainly: "Boss Qian?"

Boss Qian bent over and said, "Hey, Miss Qingru still remembers me."

I looked up and down the fat Boss Qian whose facial features were almost invisible, and said with a smile: "It seems that Boss Qian is living a good life these days, and the improvement is much better than then."

Wei Ziming gave me a strange sideways look.

I winked at him, taking it as a matter of fact.

Boss Qian said with a smile: "It's thanks to Miss Qingru and Miss Zhuya. The notebooks you gave are really wonderful. The business that had been neglected in Liyuan was revived thanks to your notebooks. You are the owners of our Liyuan. Great benefactor!"

"Boss Qian is being polite, just now Runzhi brought a friend of mine..."

"That's right, Miss An Xiangli, Run Zhi just told me. What Miss An ordered was the play that Miss Qingru ordered at that time, and she is watching it in the private room now." She said, turning her chubby side body, leading us in.

I have probably been here a few times, and I am quite familiar with the paths in the Liyuan. Boss Qian led us to the attic, and I went up to the attic by myself, and sat down in the most comfortable seat for watching a play. .

An Xiangli saw me coming, hugged Xiaohong and moved to my side.

Wei Ziming was finally happy to see his daughter, and hurriedly hugged her. Xiao Hong was sleepy, looked at us and the surrounding scene with wide eyes, and suddenly grinned.

I said to Wei Ziming, "Your daughter likes this place."

Wei Ziming was not happy: "If you like it, you can't come here again. There are three religions and nine streams mixed here. If my red religion is broken, what should I do?"

Whether it was intentional or not, Xiaohong slapped Wei Ziming's mouth and hummed, as if talking back to her father.

I translated the words for Xiaohong: "Miss Hong told you to pay attention to your words, or she will give you a pee."

Wei Ziming shook his head helplessly: "I won't quarrel with you anymore, let's go to the show."

Then watch the play.

On the stage, a scene happened to change.

It was a dark dungeon. There were only a few candles lit in the prison. The flames flickered, illuminating the uncertain face of the man in brocade clothes standing in the center of the prison.

A woman in white knelt on the ground and sobbed softly. This woman had a picturesque face and gentle eyebrows.

The man in brocade clothes walked over slowly, pinched her face, and said with a sneer, "Why are you crying? You seduced my man, and you still have the face to cry in front of me?"

The woman in white whispered: "I didn't seduce her, I just, I just..."

The man in fancy clothes pushed her aside and clapped her hands.

Several ferocious slaves escorted a woman in black and came up.

see here.

I said: "..."

Why is this scene so familiar? I feel that every sentence that follows can be sung for the actors on the stage.

The man in the fine clothes on the stage squeezed the chin of the woman in black and said——

"Hate me? What can you do? She is bound to die."

I read the sentence together with her expressionlessly.

Wei Ziming: "???"

An Xiangli: "???"

Miss Hong stretched out her chubby hand: "Gu...Gu...hug..."

The man in the fine attire on the stage let go of his hands, walked up to the woman in white, and ordered the slave——

"Hit, hit hard."

I read the words together with her expressionlessly.

Wei Ziming An Xiangli: "..."

Miss Hong waved her small fist: "Hit... hit..."

The enslavement was ordered, and he picked up the iron rod and beat the woman in white fiercely.

Once, twice, three times... until the woman had no strength to move, until her whole body was bloody.

Wei Ziming clicked his tongue in surprise: "This blood plasma is quite realistic."

The woman in black on the stage desperately broke free from the chain, with angry roars from her throat.

The man in fine clothes bent down to pick up an iron hook, lifted the man's skirt, stroked her fair and handsome collarbone, and said——

"Actually, you shouldn't hate me, I like you so much."

For the third time I spoke the lines with the actor.

Wei Ziming couldn't help it: "Are you sick? You are so good at acting! Can you let people watch a good show?"

An Xiangli was even more angry: "There is a traitor between us. She has seen this play a long time ago, and now she spoils me all the time."

I:"……"

Xiao Hong was laughing at first, but when the people on the stage pierced the iron hook into the shoulder blade of the man in black, Xiao Hong suddenly pouted her mouth and shed tears of grievance.

It is a silent cry.

Distressed cry.

Regretful cry.

Wei Ziming was so distressed that he wanted to take her away, but Xiaohong hugged my neck tightly, huddled in my arms, and kept crying.

Seeing Xiaohong crying, my heart felt like someone had torn me apart, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

then.

It seems to be here.

The gentle and beautiful woman couldn't help suppressing her tears for a long time, and burst into tears: "It's okay, it's just acting, why did you really hurt her?"