The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

In the west of Yunchuan City, in the deep house and high courtyard of the Qi family, it was not peaceful either.

The summer night is stuffy, there is no cool breeze, and the crickets outside the window keep calling.

Aunt Ji was disturbed by those noises, and she couldn't continue her embroidery work. She wanted to open the window to let in some air, but it didn't help. Even the gauze lanterns that are on can't illuminate very far.

Her beautiful willow-leaf curved eyebrows were almost wrinkled together, making people feel extraordinarily lonely on such a night.And in this solitude, she couldn't help but think of those books about foxes, monsters, and monsters that she read to pass the time on weekdays, making her always feel that there seemed to be terrifying foreign objects hidden in the empty shadow under the eaves.

Could it be some kind of wild ghost with red mouth and sharp teeth... Aunt Ji's thoughts became more and more chaotic, countless strange shadows flashed across her mind, and then reflected in the darkness in front of her, as if gradually revealing many falsehoods and realities solid silhouette.They were lurking there, and Aunt Ji even felt that as long as she moved a little, the things in the shadows would snap up and bite her, killing her.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door behind her without warning.

"Knock knock——"

Aunt Ji was startled by the suddenness, she turned around quickly, but when she looked at the closed door, she became afraid again.

Who is knocking?Who would come to her on a night like this?The one outside the door...is it really a human?

"Knock knock——"

There were three more door knocks, and cold sweat slid down her powdered face, staining the rouge on her cheeks. She felt that her voice was congealed in her throat, and she couldn't even yell out.

She was afraid of making a noise, and the ghosts outside the vocal door would rush in and catch her.But I was afraid that keeping silent would make them lose their patience, and they couldn't escape.

"Auntie, are you there?" Suddenly, the little girl's call broke all her unreasonable fantasies and brought Aunt Ji back to reality.

She gasped for a few breaths, pinched the back of her hand with her nails dyed Danko red, and then she was completely relieved, and said to the door: "Come on, this is it."

"Auntie, is she asleep? Why didn't you open the door for a long time?" The little girl next to the third wife of the Qi family, named Wen'er, was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was a lively and talkative age. Aunt Ji was the only one who asked bluntly, "Where are sisters Jin Liu and Cuifang? Are they not with Auntie?"

Aunt Ji was a little dazed by the series of questions asked by the little girl, she didn't know which one to answer first, and said vaguely: "I haven't slept yet...Jin Liu and the others went to help the eldest lady..."

Wen'er didn't really notice Aunt Ji's strangeness, instead she muttered: "Ma'am is used to calling people around, Auntie's Brother Rong is about to be full moon, and it's time for someone to serve you, why do you still follow you?" Get people here."

These words spoke to Aunt Ji's heart, and she pressed her forehead and sighed softly: "What can I do if I have Brother Rong, it's not like you don't know, our Elder is so short of a son like him."

Listening to her sad tone, Wen'er knew that she had just said something wrong, so she shouldn't bring it up.Although she is young, she has heard a lot about the romantic affairs of the Qi family elder.

In addition to the wife of the main house, there are about a dozen aunts who have just been brought into the mansion, and there are countless others raised outside.Among them, Aunt Ji is only considered to be favored in general, but now she has regained some face with the help of the newly born Ninth Young Master.

But in the final analysis, with so many sons, how can the Eldest Master value this Ninth Young Master?

"My brother Rong, he followed me hard from the moment he was born, what should we do in the future..."

As Aunt Ji said, she couldn't help wiping the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, feeling even more sad and desolate.Perhaps it was in line with the mother's wailing that the baby's cry suddenly came from the next room.

"Auntie, you'd better take it easy." Seeing this, Wen'er could only go to Aunt Ji's side to comfort her: "After all, it's a mother-child relationship. If you are upset, Brother Rong will start crying."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized... Something was wrong with Aunt Ji, her face was almost hidden in the shadows, while the body facing Wen'er was trembling.

"Why, what's the matter, Auntie?" Wen'er walked to Aunt Ji's side strangely, but the baby's cry, which was originally just indistinct, became louder and louder, and she couldn't help reminding: "Auntie, Hurry up and coax Brother Rong!"

"Rong, Brother Rong..." Aunt Ji murmured and repeated stiffly all over her body. When she turned her head, Wen'er was defeated by her disastrously pale face, and her bright red lips opened and closed. Together: "Brother Rong, Brother Rong..."

"That's right, go and coax Brother Rong first." Wen'er was really frightened by her appearance, she took a few steps back, but the baby's cry seemed to reveal some kind of weirdness.

On the originally dull summer night, a gust of cool wind suddenly blew, rustling the bamboo leaves outside the window, and the lamps hanging on the porch went out one by one.

Wen'er was so frightened that her legs went limp, just when she turned around and was about to run out of the room, she saw Aunt Ji stumbling towards her under the last light, amidst the cries of a baby like a civet cat, murmuring incessantly by:

"Brother Rong, Brother Rong is crying..."

"Brother Rong was sent to the eldest lady tonight."

"Then who is crying..."

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In the end, the matter of going back to Qi's house was finally settled with Wang Luan's acquiescence.

On the morning of the twelfth day of August, the old man of the Qi family's birthday, Wang Luan packed up with Qi Chensheng and prepared to go to the old mansion of the Qi family.

"The jade mat and the silk pillow must be brought along."

"Madam brought a few good glass cups for drinking medicine, the porcelain ones are not good, they don't look bright..."

"Oh, who told you to take this sandalwood oil from the bathroom, just go to Curry to get two new bottles!"

"Don't use the gauze curtain with curly phoenix tail pattern, but replace it with smoke-colored tangled branches—"

Wang Luan leaned on the rocking chair, watching Fengshan busy back and forth, the busier he was, the more energetic he was. Regardless of his young age, he was very thoughtful.Over the past few months, Wang Luan's food and clothing habits have been clearly recorded in his mind, and now he directs his subordinates to pack their things, even more clearly.Not long after, the big and small boxes for luggage were as tall as a person when stacked.

"There are still clothes, don't take the clothes from the cabinet, didn't they just send a new batch this morning, just take them here."

Feng Shan's yelling voice reached Wang Luan's ears again. He couldn't help but put down the tea that nourished his lungs, and asked, "Feng Shan, why didn't I know about the new batch?"

"Hey," Feng Shan heard Wang Luan's voice, wiped the sweat off his face, and ran over in a hurry: "Ma'am, it's a new batch of clothes that the second young master ordered to bring back to the old man. Wear it over there."

"Look, I was busy and forgot, so I'll bring it here for you to see."

"Why..."

Why did you make clothes again?Wang Luan's slightly cold fingertips pressed his forehead with some headaches. Perhaps it was because there were too many textile factories under his hands. Qi Chensheng was very keen on picking all kinds of good materials and customizing clothes for him when he came back.

"Brother Jiu looks so good-looking, it's not a waste if you wear these materials on your body."

Before Feng Shan came back, Qi Chensheng first tapped his slender gentleman's staff, walked slowly into the bedroom, came to Wang Luan's rocking chair, then leaned over to his forehead, and kissed him.

Wang Luan couldn't help stretching out his hand, wrapping his arms around Qi Chensheng's neck, but instead, Qi Chensheng sat down next to each other and embraced him in his arms.

At this time, Feng Shan brought in the new clothes, Wang Luan leaned on Qi Chensheng's arm, but when he looked up, there were more than a dozen long gowns, and the color was as light and elegant as ever.

He couldn't help raising his hand to look around, after all, he was going back to Qi's house, so he had better be more careful about his clothes.

"That's it." Qi Chensheng embraced Wang Luan from behind, and casually picked out an ivory white gown. The pattern of Baoxiang flowers was perfectly woven, and it was matched with buttons made of topaz beads. It looked chic but decent. .

"Brother Jiu, show me the clothes, okay?"

Feng Shan was extremely eye-catching, and hurriedly took away the other clothes and packed them, and there were only the two of them left in the bedroom.

"You know how to choose." Wang Luan looked down at the pattern on the clothes, shook his head with a faint smile and was about to get up to change, but found that he was still hugged tightly by Qi Chensheng.

His eyes moved slightly, but he also guessed something, and called again in a low voice: "Shen Sheng..."

But Qi Chensheng didn't let him go, instead hugged him tightly, brushed his hair that had grown a lot recently, sniffed the faint sandalwood that couldn't go away, and kissed Wang Luan's ears and neck delicately : "Just change it here, brother nine."

"Let me take another good look at your body—"

Wang Luan resisted in his heart, he was very aware of how thin he was now, and he could continue the confusion and fascination of the two a few days ago, he guessed that Qi Chensheng didn't see the truth, but now...

"Ninth brother, let me take a good look at you."

Those repeated words, like a mantra, finally touched Wang Luan's hand.He closed his eyes, and unbuttoned the agate buttons on his neck one by one, and the thin silk shirt slipped between the two of them, and his thin body, which was almost showing bone scars, was exposed in front of Qi Chensheng like that .

After a long time, he was imprisoned by warmth again, and Wang Luan felt Qi Chensheng kiss his body.

Without the slightest bit of disgust, as infatuated as always, kissed inch by inch.

"Ninth brother's body is still so beautiful..."

"I still like it that much."