lord and beauty

After Tan Qiu entered the house, it was like entering an ice cave.

There is no charcoal basin in Zi Luoping's house, Tan Qiu casually glanced at the quilt on the bed, although there are two layers, but it looks very thin, even the quilt under the body is only a pitiful layer, Tan Qiu didn't feel that the quilt could warm up at all.

Zi Luoping's face was ugly, his lips were pale, and his hair was messy behind him, as if he got up in a hurry and didn't have time to take care of it.

But it's already afternoon.

Tan Qiu pursed her lips, and the topics that had been in her mind for a long time were swallowed back.

Zi Luoping gathered up his clothes, then went up and closed the door.

There are only Tan Qiu, Jiang Beimu, Zi Luoping and the class leader in the room at the moment.

"Why are you here?" Zi Luoping only nodded slightly to Jiang Beimu, then walked towards Tanqiu, his tone was still gentle, and he did not hide the joy of seeing the old friend. "I don't have anything to eat here, by the way, have you eaten yet?"

Tan Qiu glanced at Jiang Beimu, and saw that Jiang Beimu's expression moved slightly, he was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, but the moment Tan Qiu looked away, Jiang Beimu quickly recovered and didn't go Guan the class leader who was standing behind him said directly to Zi Luoping: "There is also a matter for coming to see you now."

"What?" Zi Luoping seemed to have expected it, and was not too surprised. After standing by the table for a while, he moved the chair away and sat down slowly, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

It looks worse than yesterday's situation.

Jiang Beimu glanced calmly at the head of the class who had walked to him at some point. The head of the class felt that Jiang Beimu's gaze was shocked, and even the pile of fat on his body trembled, and his face immediately hung up. With a flattering smile, Jiang Beimu glanced at the fine beads of sweat on the forehead of the class leader, then moved away as if nothing had happened.

As if being pardoned, the leader subconsciously raised his hand and wiped his forehead.

This action was naturally noticed by Tan Qiu, and Jiang Beimu's particularly meaningful glance made Tan Qiu also smell a hint of danger.

The three of them had different thoughts, only Zi Luoping sat aside, his whole body was like a body, his eyes fell on a new set of celadon tea set on the table, his face was unwavering, as if he didn't care about his future. not give a damn about.

In the end, Tan Qiu couldn't bear it any longer, and said firstly, "Brother Luoping, come with me."

Hearing Tan Qiu's words, Zi Luoping's face recovered a bit.

"Xiaoqiu..."

Before Zi Luoping could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"I'm here today to invite you to sing in Jiang's Mansion." Jiang Beimu said this, but his eyes fell on the class leader beside him. "Since you don't want to leave the theatrical troupe, it means that the Jiang family invited you to sing." After Jiang Beimu finished speaking, Tan Qiu saw the troupe leader suddenly raised his head, seemed a little surprised, and then quickly covered up his expression It's just that Tan Qiu has been observing the class leader intentionally since just now, just now, after Jiang Beimu finished speaking, the class leader obviously panicked for a moment.

As if afraid of something.

Is he afraid that Zi Luoping will agree?Tan Qiu couldn't help thinking, even though he didn't want to, but the nervous performance of the class leader... really couldn't make him stop thinking.

Could the marks on Zi Luoping be related to him?

Thinking of this, Tan Qiu couldn't help but feel a chill.

"As for the money, it will be paid by Tan Qiu." Jiang Beimu took his eyes back from the class leader, and his tone was flat, but this time he said to the silent Zi Luoping: "Tan Qiu also has money in my house." For errands, there is a monthly payment."

At this point, Tan Qiu froze for a moment, seemed a little confused, but quickly realized that Zi Luoping was worried that she would owe Jiang Beimu a favor to save him, so she kept rejecting herself, but now Jiang Beimu said it himself. Qiu took monthly money to make up for it, just to make it easier for Zi Luoping to accept.

But...he owed Jiang Beimu a lot.

The cold ice in Tan Qiu's heart was blown by the gentle spring breeze, it didn't know when it had already started to melt, and he felt his heart was crisp and numb.

Zi Luoping was holding a celadon teacup in his hand, his slender and slender fingertips slowly scraped the rough pattern on the cup body, hesitant.

Tan Qiu struck while the iron was hot and tried to persuade her a few more times, and later even wanted to help Zi Luoping pack her clothes, but was stopped by Zi Luoping dumbfounded.

"There are rules in the class." Zi Luoping still didn't let go, but his attitude was much more relaxed than before.

When Tan Qiu saw something was going on, Dang even turned his head to look at the class leader viciously, his eyes were piercing, and most of the time the class leader said "no", he would go up and bite his throat.

The sweat that had just been wiped off the head of the class immediately came out again, and hurriedly said: "The rules can also be changed. Since the guests want to listen to the music, of course they go with the guests."

Tan Qiu had known for a long time that the team leader dared not refuse, and now that he got a response, he happily ran to Zi Luoping's side, "Okay, he agreed, now you pack your things and go to our place, we can have dinner together dinner."

Jiang Beimu stood aside, his eyes reflected Tan Qiu's flushed cheeks due to excitement, and a rare warmth appeared on his usually serious face.

Zi Luoping watched Tan Qiu tenderly from beginning to end, "Okay then, just wait for me, I'll go with you after I get dressed."

Tan Qiu jumped up happily after hearing this, and didn't know what to say for a while, like a little milk dog with a bone, he kept walking around Ziluoping, saying "great".

It was Jiang Beimu who couldn't see it anymore, and stretched out his hand to hold Tan Qiu, and the two went out together. Seeing this, the leader hesitated, gritted his teeth and followed Jiang Beimu out together. The moment the door closed, Zi Luo The smile on the screen's face gradually faded until it returned to a dead silence.

Outside the house, the class leader found an excuse to slip away after going out, and Jiang Beimu didn't bother to pay attention.

Tan Qiu stood in front of Jiang Beimu, happily pacing back and forth, and said in his mouth, "Great, I finally brought him out!"

Jiang Beimu looked at Tan Qiu with a smile, and leaned on the doorpost with folded arms, without speaking, just watching quietly.

Tan Qiu got what he wanted for a while, so he couldn't help forgetting his form with joy, causing the doors of the next room to open frequently, always in twos and threes, pretending to walk past the two with cloth towels or wooden basins, and his eyes drifted towards the two of them. .

Tan Qiu was so happy that he didn't feel angry even if he was sized up by this group of people.

Just as Jiang Beimu looked at the man in front of him, not only did he not calm down, but Tan Qiu was even more excited, thinking whether to pour cold water on him to prevent him from getting too smug, suddenly there was a creaking sound beside him.

The door was opened, and Zi Luoping changed into a black shirt. The girdle outlines a slender figure, and a piece of white jade inlaid with gold is wrapped around it, with long tassels hanging down. With every step he takes, the tassels are like a skirt. Swing away like a pendulum.

Zi Luoping didn't carry any baggage, but carried a wooden box on his back, which seemed to fit the pipa just right.

Tan Qiu searched for a while, before Zi Luoping asked with a smile, "What are you looking for?"

"Where's your baggage? Don't you have anything to bring?" Tan Qiu said.

"It's just a song, what burden do you bring?" Zi Luoping smiled slightly, stepped out, turned around and closed the door.

"Are you still coming back?" Tan Qiu was a little puzzled.

Zi Luoping let out a "huh" without denying it.

Tan Qiu's originally excited expression suddenly collapsed, he opened his mouth to say something but stopped it again.

He was afraid of forcing Zi Luoping again, so he forced him back again.

Forget it, anyway, as long as you go to Jiang's mansion, it's up to you whether you let people go or not.

Thinking of this, Tan Qiu couldn't help feeling a lot more relaxed. He changed his face and grabbed Zi Luoping's wrist with one hand, and dragged him towards the first floor without saying a word.

Jiang Beimu was behind him, and when he lifted his foot to leave, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the door beside him.

There was a small gap in the door, and a few pairs of eyes secretly hid in the gap and looked out, and when they met Jiang Beimu's cold gaze, they scattered immediately.

Tan Qiu had already dragged Zi Luoping to the first floor, so Jiang Beimu walked out along the way he came from in a leisurely manner, ignoring the group of peeping people.

When Jiang Beimu went downstairs, he gave Xiaoer a word, and soon the Jiang family's carriage was brought over.

Tan Qiu and Zi Luoping got on the horse, but Jiang Beimu, uncharacteristically, did not enter the carriage. Instead, he took the reins of the horse and drove away very familiarly.

Tan Qiu was pestering Zi Luoping and talking non-stop on the whole road. Jiang Beimu sat on the shaft of the car, with his left leg draped over the car, and his right leg naturally hanging down. He relaxed and leaned back, listening to Tan Qiu's trivial matters. As he muttered, the corners of his lips curled up, and he deliberately slowed down so that the carriage could run smoothly. When he got home, he had dinner in just one hour.

Zhou Zhang didn't know where he had gone, so Jiang Beimu personally took the carriage to the backyard. This evening, there will be servants coming back one after another, so everyone is happy to relax and leave things to do tomorrow. Tan Qiu guessed that Zhou Zhang might be Going to sleep, so without thinking too much, I walked in and headed towards the Banqiu Pavilion with Zi Luoping.

Jiang Beimu put the carriage away, entered Jiang's mansion from the backyard, and met Zhou Zhang head-on.

Zhou Zhang still had that undisciplined look, walking slowly towards Jiang Beimu with his hands behind his back, as if he was purposely trying to stop him.

Jiang Beimu stopped, "Looking for me?"

Zhou Zhang nodded, and said casually: "You should thank me very much for solving a big problem for you."

Jiang Beimu didn't change his face, "Where do we start?"

Zhou Zhang smiled, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Beimu. In the palm of his hand was a piece of neatly folded paper, the size of a palm, with faint ink stains showing through.

"It's a good thing here. I thought it would take a while, but I just happened to bump into it. I think this is the so-called God's will." When Zhou Zhang said this, the smile on his face became stronger. It seems that there is still a trace of watching the excitement.

Jiang Beimu didn't doubt that there was him, or he was prepared for it. He was not surprised when he heard the words. He only responded lightly, then took the paper, opened it to browse at will, and then folded it again.

"understood."

Zhou Zhang raised his brows slightly, "Is this your attitude?"

Jiang Beimu found it a little funny, and asked back: "What do you think of me? I beg you not to do this? Besides, this matter should be resolved as soon as possible. If it is delayed, there will be variables sooner or later."

Zhou Zhang smacked his lips, ignored Jiang Beimu's ridicule, touched his chin with a smile: "Well, I also want to know, when Tan Qiu learned that his mother and sister had been brought here, It’s not just a mood.”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see what you want to see." Jiang Beimu shook his head helplessly. He had already gotten used to Zhou Zhang's bad taste, so he didn't waste his time talking.