unscrupulous male concubine

When Chunjing left Yunliang Pavilion, he was still in a trance. He stood blankly at the door of Yunliang Pavilion. Passers-by were hurrying on the road, and there were so many people entering and leaving Yunliang Pavilion, and he was like a man without spiritual consciousness. Like a puppet, it moved unconsciously as those people collided and pushed.

Everyone will have obsessions, and there will be things that they can't let go of.

Under the black night, it began to rain suddenly, and pedestrians hurriedly searched for shelter from the rain and wind. Chunjing was the only one standing quietly in the rain, alone and lonely.

The drizzle was whirling, urgent and dense, and in just a moment, his whole body was already soaked, with his hair sticking to his cheeks, desolate and seductive.

A black oil-paper umbrella painted with white plums covered the top of the head, and the raindrops hit the umbrella surface, making a soft sound like embroidery thread passing through the embroidery tension. plum bossom.

The one who held the umbrella was the waiter who took care of Mo Weizhe's daily life. He said, "Young Master said, since he made a name for you, he didn't want this umbrella. Also, this is the wooden box that Young Master Jing left in the room. Young Master Let you take it with you."

Chun Jing took the umbrella, nodded to the waiter, the previous depression was swept away, and she laughed loudly, "I have accepted the umbrella, but I bought this wooden box with a favor, if I take it away It will inevitably hurt the girl's heart, so I will leave it to your son. As for how he will deal with it, it is none of my business. In addition, please tell me that I owe him a favor for what happened today. Tsubaki must report."

Turning around, he saw a pair of dark blue eyes staring at him with a smile, standing at the corner. The person with such a pair of eyes was tall and tall, but he had a fat face like a baby, and his silver-gray curly hair stood out even more in the rain. disheveled.

Seeing Chun Jing looking towards him, the man smiled lightly, waved to him, and said familiarly, "Jing Chun."

"I'm thinking about it now and apologize to me, it's too late!" Chun Jing muttered to herself, watching Jin Mo groan softly and disappear into the rain curtain as white mist.

Walking in the rain, smelling the elegant fragrance of plum blossoms wet with clear water, no matter how flustered the mood is, it will calm down.

Chunjing breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and took out the jade pendant Qian Mingjia gave him from his bosom, and said to himself, "If you bring that box back, who can I ask for my favor? Yuluo, you'd better It’s better to hide it better for me, otherwise you will hit my gunpoint today.”

It's just that when he arrived at the gate of Qian's Mansion, he was driven back by the servant at the gate, saying that his eldest lady was unwell, so he ordered her to come down early in the morning, but no one was seen.

Chunjing held the jade pendant tightly, looking at the luxurious mansion in the doorway, she was very angry. She originally wanted to find someone to vent her anger, but who would have thought that she would be sulking again.Just going back like this, but a little unwilling, he walked to the corner against the wall, and when he looked up, he saw the pavilions and pavilions in the yard.

The corner of his lips curled up, he closed the umbrella, lifted his robe and was about to jump over the wall, but the man who suddenly appeared grabbed his sleeve, his breath became unstable, and he slammed on the ground with a bang.

Chunjing got up from the ground, brushed up her hair hanging down her chest, and turned her head to see the culprit who caused her to fall.

Qian Mingjia looked at him and coughed lightly, raised his chin slightly, drooped his eyelids, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing the group of Qianmingjia being dazed by the rain, Chunjing sighed softly, picked up the umbrella and put it on top of her head, "You are the one, your servant said you were unwell and didn't see outsiders, why are you still here?" Have the time to come out and harm people?"

Qian Mingjia said, "I just don't want to hear my brother's nagging, you came just in time, go drink with me!" She raised her hand to create two mud-covered wine jars, and then laughed, "800-year-old wine, you don't even see it!" Haven't seen it before!"

"It's nothing to drink with you, but you just go out like this?" Chun Jing looked her up and down, and said, "If you are drunk, I will not be responsible for bringing you back."

Qian Mingjia stepped forward and took his hand, snorted coquettishly, "Which one should you carry? How can you imagine Miss Ben's body? Mo Weizhe is the only one in my heart from the beginning to the end!"