lord and beauty

In Liuxiang Garden, the corridor was built along the water. At this moment, the rain stopped and the wind cleared, and the sky showed a ray of light, which was reflected on the pool water, sparkling light waves.

Jiang Beimu was sitting in the pavilion, surrounded by water on three sides, with a tea set on the stone table. The breeze lifted the black hair on his cheeks, revealing his deep eyes.

Suddenly, the light in his eyes moved slightly, and he looked towards the corridor.

A woman was wearing a long red dress with a happy expression on her face, and she walked quickly from the corridor. Xu Shi came in a hurry after getting the news. Not enough time to make up.

Jiang Beimu glanced at the woman, then looked towards the corridor, but Zhou Zhang was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Jiang called me, but is there anything to discuss?"

The woman took a breath, stretched out her hand to gently tug on her shirt, and straightened her posture.

Jiang Bei murmured, raised his hand to fill another cup with tea, and said to the woman, "Sit down first, there is something I want to ask you about."

The woman smiled slightly, glanced at the teacup that Jiang Beimu had pushed in front of her, sat down happily, and lowered her head to take a sip of the tea without asking any further questions.

Jiang Beimu didn't say much, and the woman drank the tea without waiting for his explanation, obviously intending to "show favor" to herself, expressing her willingness to cooperate in exchange for the resources of the shop.

"What does brother Jiang want to know? As long as the little girl knows, she should know everything."

Jiang Bei admired her look and attire, it didn't look like she had lost her husband not long ago, she even put on fat red clothes, plus her bandit concubine, she didn't know how Master Shi's death had something to do with her.

But Jiang Beimu didn't care about other people's family affairs.

If it wasn't for Tan Qiu, she might not even have the chance to enter the Jiang family's door in private, let alone have an interview with Jiang Beimu.

"I want to know Tan Qiu's life experience."

Jiang Beimu said lightly.

The beautiful woman was not surprised, as if she had known this for a long time, she smiled and said: "I saw him this morning, but he seems to be in a bad mood, didn't he tell you?"

Jiang Beimu's fingertips on the stone table tapped the table a few times and made a clicking sound, as if a little impatient.

"What I want to hear is everything. You can recall it carefully before you say it."

The beautiful woman blinked her eyes, and her heart moved slightly. Jiang Beimu meant to let her tell the truth, otherwise there would be no need to talk about the next thing.

She was repeatedly slapped by Tan Qiu, if she hadn't taken a fancy to the shop behind Tan Qiu, how could she be so good-tempered.

The beautiful woman thought for a while, and said: "It is true that I bought him from the Yanliu Pavilion, I am not afraid of brother Jiang's jokes, my master has recently become fond of Longyang, and he has been running to the place of fireworks, Tan Qiu was the one who asked me to bring him back after he came back from Yanliu Pavilion once."

Jiang Beimu tapped the table with his fingertips, nodded slightly when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the surface of the pool.

The beautiful woman continued: "However, he has a strange temper. After I bought him back, he insisted on not eating for two days, and he was unwilling to serve the master. At that time, he was often beaten by the master. Really..."

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Beimu and saw that he didn't have much emotional ups and downs, so she said with regret: "I can't just watch him be beaten to death? I can only persuade the master to let him do it lightly." Be careful, the big deal is to confine people in confinement, there is no need to do anything."

"After all, people don't want to be with you, so can you force it?"

Jiang Beimu groaned for a while, recalling in his mind how Tan Qiu hit the pillar to die after waking up that day.

It seemed that at that time he thought that he was going to humiliate him too.

What happened after that doesn't need to be told by a woman, Jiang Beimu can guess the general idea, Tan Qiu was sent to Jiang's house, and this woman must have been involved in it.

"Why was he given medicine that day?" Jiang Beimu interrupted the woman and asked bluntly.

The woman paused for a while when she heard the words, and then said with a smile without changing her face: "Maybe the master fed it, or maybe I ate something by mistake."

"You know, when there are so many Yingyingyanyans in a man's backyard, there will always be a few restless ones who want to climb up."

"Let's talk about it." The woman smiled slightly, raised her hand and slowly stroked the jade tassels hanging between her temples, "Isn't he doing well now? He doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking in Jiang's mansion, and he can even eat for nothing without doing anything." To get a shop, this alone can make up for the suffering he suffered in the past, can't it?"

"The suffering I have suffered cannot be compensated." Jiang Beimu got up, and covered the tea cup in his hand on the table. The pavilion by the pool was covered with a layer of khaki dead leaves. After seeing the calmness of the pool, he waved away the dead leaves and drifted away with the waves, "The wound is healed, but the scar is still there."

The woman looked at Jiang Beimu quietly, unable to make up her mind for a while, and couldn't say anything.

"In the future, Tan Qiu will definitely look for you again. I don't need to remind you what you should tell him at that time." Jiang Beimu finally pulled his eyes back from the pool and landed on the woman's face calmly.

The woman understood, and she was not in a hurry to answer, she asked instead: "Brother Jiang knows, it's too late for nothing, I braved the heavy rain today, and ran back and forth twice..."

"I will go to find out the truth that day. If it is true to what you said, you can rest assured about the shop. Someone will come to discuss with you. It's late, so I won't send it off."

Jiang Beimu simply put down these words, and regardless of what the woman thought, he crossed the long pavilion and left by the path.

The woman sat on the spot, contemplating for a moment with downcast eyes, and then left along the way she came.

the other side.

There was a soft "crack" sound, like the crackling sound of firewood burning, and the heat wave swept over.

Tan Qiu's consciousness gradually recovered, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear from blur. What he saw was an extremely intact white tiger skin, hanging on the opposite side of the bed, extremely extravagant. A layer of bedding is very light and warm, and the bed curtain hangs down to the ground, dotted with pearls and crystals.

The owner of this house must be very rich.

Tan Qiu thought in this way, and then the memory gradually came back, and he only vaguely remembered that the last time he saw that woman stretched out her hand towards him...

Tan Qiu suddenly got agitated, and realized that he was not bound, and wanted to get up and get out of bed, but just as he sat up, a pleasant voice came from his ear.

"Awake? How is my house? Do you like it?"

Tan Qiu looked towards the source of the sound, and saw the woman in white with loose hair and loose clothes, revealing a large piece of white and greasy skin between the collar and chest, stepping barefoot on the carpet in the room, walking towards the bed with a smile.

Tan Qiu subconsciously moved her eyes away from the woman, but suddenly thought that the last time she saw this woman, she didn't seem to be so tall...?

Reminiscent of the finger painted with Dan Kou that he saw before he fell into a coma, Tan Qiu was shocked, thinking that he might be the twins in the assassin again, right?

"I won't touch you for the time being, as long as you are obedient."

The woman walked to the side of the bed at some point, looked down at Tan Qiu, stretched out her white and slender fingertips and gently raised Tan Qiu's jaw, and repeated with curved eyebrows: "How is my room? You are the second A man who came into my house."

Tan Qiu glanced at the blood-red fingernails, determined not to provoke her, and said, "It's very beautiful."

The woman was very happy when she heard the words, she bent down and brought her face closer, so close that Tan Qiu could almost see the makeup on the woman's face.

"Is it my house that looks good, or me?"

As soon as these words came out, Tan Qiu was a little dazed, and his first reaction was whether this person was a lunatic.

Otherwise, there is no way to compare a person with a house.