I married the sect leader home

Seeing the little girl's unbelievable expression, Liu Ruoyue was afraid that she would fall in love with that ruthless man Zhang Lanyu, so she put down the scissors and patiently told her what she had heard.

"There is a dancer in Qinghuan Xiaolou, named Qiulu, she has a beautiful face and superb dancing moves, and several rich men are extremely sought after by her.

"However, Miss Qiulu always has only one person in her heart, and that is the young master of the Zhang family -- Zhang Lanyu.

"Young Master Zhang is also quite fond of Miss Qiulu, so he goes to Qinghuan Xiaolou to taste tea and watch her dance from time to time.

"Thus, Miss Qiulu thought that Zhang Lanyu also had feelings for her.

"Qiu Lu does not sell herself as a performer, but she broke her own rules with her beloved Mr. Zhang."

Speaking of this, Liu Ruoyue sneered with a mocking expression.

Tao Zi swallowed involuntarily.

"Well...and then what?"

She probably already guessed the follow-up development, but she still couldn't believe it. Would a person like Mr. Zhang do such shameless things?

Liu Ruoyue continued.

"Qiu Lu gave her body to Mr. Zhang, but it's a pity that Zhang Lanyu only took a fancy to her beauty, and when she fell asleep and got what she wanted, she threw it away like a shoe.

"Poor girl Qiulu was so infatuated that she made a mistake, she was so heartbroken that she wanted to commit suicide.

"At a critical moment, I met the young master of the Qian family."

Taozi couldn't help but exclaim when she heard this.

"Master of the Qian family? Which young master of the Qian family?"

Liu Ruoyue sighed: "You're not mistaken, it's the famous, flirtatious and lustful Qian Youwei."

Taozi gasped.

Liu Ruoyue also couldn't bear it.

"Not to mention Qian Youwei's method of defrauding the little girl, but the innocent girl Qiulu is no match for him, besides, she just lost her virginity and was abandoned by her sweetheart, it's a time of despair.

"Qian Youwei took the opportunity to come in at this time, Miss Qiulu thought that she was a ruined flower, she gave up on herself, and even had the will to die, so she agreed to Qian Youwei's request to take her as a concubine.

"However, Qian Youwei's wives and concubines in the back house are not easy to get along with."

Liu Ruoyue shook her head, feeling sympathy for that innocent dancer's tragic end.

"Without a letter of appointment and no matchmaker, Qian Youwei only used a sedan chair to carry Qiulu home, without even leaving the main entrance.

"Qiulu has been tortured so badly in just a few days, and hanged herself in the middle of the night."

"Woooooo...why, it's so miserable, why..."

Taozi covered her mouth and wept uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

Liu Ruoyue took a pityful look at her sentimental maid, took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

"Thank you... hiccup... miss."

"Miss Qiulu is so pitiful, woo woo..."

"Woooo... Qian Youwei is too hateful!"

"Qian Youwei's wives and concubines are too bad!"

"Also, there is Zhang Lanyu..."

Liu Ruoyue fiddled with the delicate flowers casually, and a petal fluttered down.

"Zhang Lanyu is the initiator of Qiulu's tragedy. If he hadn't spoiled Miss Qiulu's sincerity, how could Miss Qiulu have ended up in such a miserable end."

She looked at the petals that fell on the ground and would eventually turn into mud, and sighed.

"People in the world say that deep love doesn't last long..."

Liu Ruoyue suddenly thought of herself, she was also infatuated with Wen Shaojin, she must be the king.

For Wen Shaojin, she ruined her reputation;

For Wen Shaojin, she was willing to be a shrew and endure infamy;

Because of Wen Shaojin, she was at odds with her father and daughter.

If Wen Shaojin loses her in the future...

Even thinking about it, Liu Ruoyue felt unbearable.

However, she is not a weak person, otherwise, how can a woman support such a big weaving workshop?

A resolute and decisive look appeared in Liu Ruoyue's eyes.

If Wen Shaojin betrays her, then let him taste Liu Ruoyue's revenge that belongs to her.

Whatever he gains for her, she wants him to lose.

She wants to let him have nothing, and regret for his betrayal for the rest of his life.

"Shao Jin, you must not let me down! Don't let the wealth and power of the upper capital fool you and lose your heart."

"Shao Jin, I'm waiting for you."

"When will you come back and marry me?"

Liu Ruoyue looked up at a gray bird flapping its wings and flying past in the sky, her heart seemed to follow the bird and fly to the distance, to the front of her sweetheart in Shangjing, which was hundreds of miles away.

Tao Zi wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and looked at her young lady with a pair of bright red eyes. There was a touch of sadness on that unparalleled face, which made her feel distressed just by looking at it.

Wen Shaojin, you are a real disaster.

but……

Tao Zi's eyes fell on Liu Ruoyue's blurred eyes.

However, if you can live up to Miss and give her your whole life, I won't hate you.

Taozi glanced at the invitation sent by Zhang Lanyu, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Miss, did I decline Mr. Zhang's invitation?"

Liu Ruoyue regained her senses and chuckled lightly.

"Why did you say no?"

Tao Zi pouted: "Why should Miss deal with that kind of person?"

Liu Ruoyue shook her head, her eyes fell on the invitation card, with a icy look on her face.

"I'd like to see what important matters this Young Master Zhang invited me to talk about."

……

"My lord, Miss Liu has written back."

Xingchui walked into Zhang Lanyu's room with an exquisite reply note with a faint fragrance.

Zhang Lanyu was helping Cang Ming undress, the belt was unbuttoned, and the outer robe was hanging loosely in his arms.

Hearing this, Zhang Lanyu turned his head and glanced sideways.

"Help me see Miss Liu's reply."

Xinghui quickly glanced at Cang Ming without a trace, especially staying for a moment on the other party's stunning face, and then opened Liu Ruoyue's reply letter without any abnormality.

Xing Chui quickly browsed through the letter, and there were only two sentences in the reply letter. In summary, there were only four words - agreed to go to the appointment.

Xing Chui closed the reply and said respectfully: "My lord, Miss Liu agrees to go to the appointment. At tomorrow's time, Qinghuan Xiaolou, Yayi Pavilion."

Zhang Lanyu nodded to show that he understood.

Seeing that Zhang Lanyu had no other orders, Xing Chui quietly left.

Before leaving the room, he took another look at Cang Ming, his expression slightly gloomy.

Secretly said: I don’t know which fox demon that ran out of the mountain turned into a human to charm his young master. The young master is obsessed with the beauty of this male vixen. What if Yuan Yang is sucked away?

Naturally, Zhang Lanyu didn't know what his little servant was thinking about, he looked at Cang Ming who was obedient and allowed him to do whatever he wanted, and felt extremely comfortable in his heart.

Especially the other party's clear and innocent eyes, he likes such clean things.

I like it very much.

Zhang Lanyu didn't take off his inner shirt for Cang Ming, but only asked him to change into his outer robe.

"Just finished dinner, go out for a walk with me, digest food and come back to sleep."

"I listen to my husband."

Hearing this address, Zhang Lanyu choked for breath.

"... Ah Ming, husband, don't bark at will."

Cang Ming blinked a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes.

"I just call you Husband."

Zhang Lanyu touched the slightly hot earlobe uncomfortably.

well!The words that come out of the beauty's mouth are just irresistible.

However, when Zhang Lanyu thought of what he said to deceive Cang Ming to call him husband today, he regretted it very much.

It's because Cang Ming likes to call him Husband the most when doing that thing with him, the more affectionate and affectionate he is, the more ruthless he will do.

It's a pity that money is hard to buy. I knew it earlier.

It was getting dark.

"Dry weather, watch out for candles—"

"when--"

The sound of the gong floated far, far away in the silent night.

The shadow of the watchman was pulled by the old man under the moonlight. He walked through the quiet and deserted streets, leaving behind the sound of gongs beating all the way.

It landed in a small house behind the watchman.

The moonlight shines into the small room through the broken window, revealing an exquisitely crafted dragonfly kite hanging on the wall.

The dragonfly's eyes seemed to be covered with two small pieces of colored glass, which reflected the moonlight, revealing a trace of strangeness.

In the corner of the room was a bed that could accommodate an adult man. In the darkness, the figure on the bed could not be seen clearly, only the sound of suppressed and slightly painful sounds could be heard on the bed.

Suddenly, the person on the bed stood up suddenly, gasping for breath.

The moonlight shone on his face.

It was a man with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes showed a particularly sinister look, and one glance made one feel frightened.

There was a look of struggle and pain in his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched, distorting his expression.

He sat on the bed for a long time, finally turned over and got out of bed, opened the small locker, took out an object from it, and then covered his head on the bed.

After a while, there was an ambiguous sound of panting under the quilt.

After an unknown amount of time, the man poked out a sweaty head from under the quilt.

There was a look of disgust and satisfaction on his face.

Until he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the kite hanging on the wall, suddenly rushed down from the bed like crazy, took off the kite and tore it to pieces.

He stared blankly at the tattered kite, with strong hatred bursting out in his eyes.

"It's you, it's all you! Turned me into this unbearable appearance."

Even if he had killed the adoptive father who raised him, he still couldn't get rid of the other party's nightmare.

Even, he has become depraved and addicted, becoming as disgusting and perverted as the other party.

However, he couldn't refuse the pleasure.

He humiliated and tortured others, and at the same time played with his own body in the dead of night.

Disgusted, yet it satisfied his empty heart for a moment.

Only in this way can he have a good night's sleep.

When the morning sun hit his face, the man opened his eyes with a swipe, and he was extremely awake inside, not like someone who just woke up, but as if he hadn't slept all night.

But the man himself knew that he slept very soundly without dreaming.

After getting up and washing, the man took out a package from the cabinet, faced the mirror, and fiddled with his face and neck for a while.

When he turned around, what appeared was a wrinkled old face.

The "old man" took the guy who made the kite, packed up the beautiful kite in another room, and pushed a wheelbarrow out the door.

Aunt Wang, who was buying tofu next door, was also about to go out, and greeted the old man with a smile when she saw the old man who had just left the house.

"Uncle Yu, you're out to sell kites! Have you had breakfast yet?"

The old man returned a kind smile.

"I've already eaten."

"By the way, Yu Bo, wait a minute. I still have a piece of tofu left over from sale at home. Wait for me to ask my dog ​​to bring it to you."

Before the old man could speak, Aunt Wang yelled into her yard with a loud voice: "You dog, quickly bring out the tofu and give it to Uncle Yu to take home."

"understood."

After a while, a black and thin little boy ran out, holding a piece of white and tender tofu in his hand.

The old man took the tofu, and took out an osmanthus candy wrapped in oil paper from his pocket and stuffed it into the boy's arms.

"Take it and eat it! It's not easy for your family, so don't keep giving me old man tofu in the future."

The little boy happily ran back home with sweet-scented osmanthus candy.

Seeing the child's happy appearance, Aunt Wang couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

"What did Yu Bo say? It's just a piece of tofu, not worth much."

"As neighbors, we should take care of each other."

The old man didn't say anything more, pushing the wheelbarrow, creaking, and staggeringly disappeared at the corner of the street.

Aunt Wang looked at Yu Bo's disappearing back and sighed.

"Unfilial son... What a crime!"

She looked back at Sa Huan's son running in the yard, showing a loving smile.

Fortunately, my dog ​​is a filial son, and a son who knows how to love his mother will definitely be a filial son when he grows up.

Yu Bo pushed the cart and stopped at the usual booth, and set up several colorful kites.

Huber then took out a delicate puppet with the strings wrapped around his fingers.

He moved his fingers up and down rhythmically, and the puppet seemed to come alive, making various dexterous movements.

……

Zhang House.

Zhang Lanyu got up early and went to Qinghuan Xiaolou to attend the appointment after breakfast.

However, there was a small episode before going out, and Cang Ming insisted on following him.

Zhang Lanyu had no choice but to take Cang Ming out together.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhang Lanyu propped his head on one hand, stared at Cang Ming's face boredly, and glanced at the scenery outside the carriage from time to time.

With an unintentional glance, a delicate object caught the eyes of Mr. Zhang.

Zhang Lanyu looked intently at an old man on the side of the road. He deftly controlled a puppet with his ten fingers. The puppet was wearing a long gown, and every move was like a real person.

Zhang Lanyu just finds it strange, after all, few people can make puppets so indistinguishable from real people.

So, I couldn't help but take a second look.

Suddenly, Zhang Lanyu met the old man's eyes, and the flash of a gloomy look made his back go cold. He felt that those eyes were familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw them.

"parking."

Zhang Lanyu stopped the carriage, got out of the carriage, and walked to the old man's kite stand.

He seemed to be looking at the kite casually, but in fact he was quietly observing the old man, but at this time, the eyes of the other party were no different from those of ordinary old people.

Old and muddy.

Zhang Lanyu asked his servants to take out the silver, bought a kite, turned around and returned to the carriage.

Along the way, Zhang Lanyu kept thinking about the familiar and terrifying eyes.

It wasn't until Zhang Lanyu arrived at the gate of Qinghuan Xiaolou that a picture flashed in Zhang Lanyu's mind, and he suddenly remembered that he finally knew where he had seen those eyes.

That was obviously the first time he and Cang Ming met, they stayed in a brothel overnight, and met officials in the middle of the night when they arrested fugitives and went round.

Don't those dark eyes belong to the fugitive in the portrait?

But that person's appearance was clearly that of an old man.

Could it be... Yirong?

Zhang Lanyu once heard Uncle Chen talk about this miraculous technique of changing his appearance.

However, with just a hasty look, he couldn't be sure whether the other party was really the prisoner the government wanted to arrest.

Zhang Lanyu's mind was occupied by the old kite seller who was suspected of being a prisoner. When he got off the carriage, he seemed to be wandering, as if the three souls were not in his body.

Therefore, he didn't notice that a young man squatting next to Qinghuan Xiaolou saw him and stared at him with hatred.

Seeing him get off the car, he rushed over here.

"Zhang Lanyu, pay back my sister's life!"

The boy ran up to him while roaring, took out a sharp knife from his sleeve, and stabbed towards Zhang Lanyu.

Zhang Lanyu was startled back to his senses, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the young man who stabbed him close in front of him.

People froze in moments of crisis.

Zhang Lanyu's brain didn't seem to be able to react, he didn't even feel the fear, but instead asked "Am I going to die"?

A figure stood in front of his eyes, and the long black hair brushed past the tip of his nose, carrying a faint and strange medicinal fragrance that he couldn't describe.

It's Cang Ming.

Zhang Lanyu was completely stunned. He was not afraid just now, but at this moment, he was swept over his whole body by great fear.

Blood dripped down the blade, and he could hear it hit the ground.

tick, tick...