The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

"Second brother and Mr. Wang, the relationship is really good."

At this time, a somewhat weak voice came from the side, and Wang Luan subconsciously turned his head to look, but it was a young master with a sick face, who was looking at them timidly.

Qi Chensheng seemed a little surprised by his appearance, but he still introduced to Wang Luan: "This is my third uncle's son Wang Xiang, who I mentioned to you before."

In the past few days, Wang Luan has actually seen quite a few Qi family members, and now he is only thankful that he has a good memory, and he can vaguely remember that the third master of the Qi family is very romantic, but he only has such a sickly son.

"Have you been feeling better recently?" In fact, Qi Chensheng is not very familiar with the sixth younger brother in front of him, even stranger than Mu Yao and Rumo. After all, he has often been ill in bed since he was a child, and rarely came out to see him. people.Three years ago, a serious illness almost killed him.

"Thank you, second brother, for your concern." Qi Wangxiang smiled, his brows and eyes were full of inadequacy and weakness, but he was on par with Wang Luan who had also been ill for a long time: "In summer, when the weather is warm, I will recover naturally."

"That's good." Qi Chensheng responded casually. After all, the relationship between them is just that. Now, if he is asked to say something, he is too lazy to bother, so he simply took the hand on Wang Luan's waist and half-closed his eyes. eye.

But Qi Wangxiang seemed to have something to say, and instead of leaving knowingly, he continued: "I heard...Mr. You can ask him to take a look for Mr. Wang."

But Wang Luan didn't expect this young master Qi Liu to have such thoughts, he just felt very unreasonable... No, his eyes moved slightly, just in time for Qi Wangxiang's imploring gaze, and he suddenly understood something, it was not for nothing origin.

"Sixth Young Master, Wang Luan appreciates your kindness," he said very politely, caressing the crimson ring on his finger unintentionally, and said with a faint smile: "It's just that he is in good health recently, and everything is going well, so there are occasional small things. , and never cared about it.”

"...This way, that's good." Qi Wangxiang relaxed a little, he overheard that the third lady had come to talk to Wang Luan before, and thought to himself that his mother was confused, for fear that Wang Luan would bring this matter to Qi Chensheng.

Although he was sick, he could see the situation of the Qi family clearly, and he absolutely didn't want to have a quarrel with Qi Chensheng at this time, so he dragged himself to find out.

Hearing Wang Luan's response now, he was relieved and didn't dare to say anything more:

"It's so good. Wangxiang has to go back to the west courtyard to drink medicine, so he won't bother the second brother and Mr. Wang."

Qi Chensheng's eyes flicked in front of the two of them. He seemed to have guessed a little bit, but he didn't ask any questions. Finally, he looked at Qi Wangxiang, seeing that the other person's face, which was originally pale due to illness, lost a little bit of blood, and then nodded and said : "Then go back quickly, don't delay the important thing."

Here Qi Wangxiang finally got the answer, and smiled at the two of them again, and then left in a hurry.And the old lady on the other side was getting old after all, after playing with her grandson for a while, she became tired and sleepy. Seeing this, everyone looked for excuses and retreated from the small hall in the inner room.

Naturally, Wang Luan and Qi Chensheng didn't intend to stay for a long time, so they took the opportunity to leave as well.

After tossing and tossing all morning, Wang Luan's body couldn't hold on any longer. He was fed by Qi Chensheng for half a bowl of porridge at lunch, and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted most of the afternoon, when Wang Luan finally woke up from the heavy and exhausting dream, he saw Qi Chensheng sitting beside the bed.

This small courtyard was carefully arranged by him. Even the bed is a very sophisticated and complicated old-style thousand-work bed. On the small corridor outside the curtain, there are many auspicious patterns engraved, and now some clusters of light can penetrate into it. , falling on Qi Chensheng's body.

Wang Luan quietly opened his sparrow-like eyes, he was particularly eager to be immersed in the tranquility of the moment, while Qi Chensheng in front of him was looking at the small white porcelain bottle in his hand, which was found from a pile of rocks. His eyes were half closed, but it didn't look like he was looking at a porcelain vase, but he seemed to be thinking about something.

Wang Luan would sometimes wonder whether Qi Chensheng could still see the eye that was scratched by him?

Probably possible, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Luan propped himself up, leaned behind Qi Chensheng, hugged his back deeply with both hands, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

Feeling his approach, Qi Chensheng turned sideways, supported Wang Luan's body, and let him lie in his arms: "Brother Jiu finally woke up, this sleep has been really long."

Wang Luan just smiled and didn't speak, first he reached out to touch the small white porcelain bottle in Qi Chensheng's hand, then raised his head slightly, staring at his face in a daze.

Qi Chensheng didn't urge him, and brushed Wang Luan's slightly long and soft hair again and again, enjoying the leisurely silence between the two, before asking after a long time: "Ninth brother, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking..." Wang Luan coughed lightly twice, his fingertips landed on the side of Qi Chensheng's face, and then slowly moved towards his gray eyes, and finally he was able to calmly ask the question: "Chen Sheng... Can you still see with this eye?"

"Why did you ask this all of a sudden?" Qi Chensheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled indifferently, then kissed Wang Luan's fingertips, held his hand and brought it back to his chest.

Wang Luan shook his head, and he leaned into Qi Chensheng's arms again. There was no reason, and he couldn't say why, maybe it was guilt, or sadness, or maybe he just wanted to know.

"I can see some," Qi Chensheng raised his eyes, the color of his remaining eyes became lighter and lighter under the sunlight penetrating into the Qiangong bed.It seems to be really absent-minded, and it seems to hide too many thoughts: "Most of the time, I can only see the outline."

Speaking of this, Qi Chensheng paused, looked down at Wang Luan in his arms, and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "But it's different when I look at Brother Jiu."

"My brother Jiu is very clear."

His hand went up along Wang Luan's hair, stroked Wang Luan's face, and repeated in a low voice: "It's always been very clear..."

From an unknown moment, Wang Luan's arm grabbed Qi Chensheng's neck little by little, and kissed his lips lightly. Qi Chensheng then gradually exerted force, from shallow to deep kiss, absorbing every trace of Wang Luan's breath.

Wang Luan couldn't hold it any longer soon, he patted Qi Chensheng's back lightly, he got a moment's breath, but soon he was kissed by Qi Chensheng again, causing his body to fall into yesterday's warmth again. .

Qi Chensheng hugged Wang Luan, under his palm was his extremely thin waist, when he hugged it around, it could make the person in his arms tremble uncontrollably.

Those bird-like eyes were also suddenly covered with water marks, looking at him wishingly, but this would only lead to a deeper desire for aggression in his heart.

Brother Nine... Brother Nine...

Brother Jiu is in my arms...

Brother Nine belongs to me alone...

It doesn't matter whether the eyes can see it or not, Wang Luan's appearance has long been engraved in his heart and burned into his soul.Not to mention blinding one eye, even if this body is reduced to ashes, it will never be erased.

"Shen Sheng—" Wang Luan's voice was so fragile, like a clean bottle made of thin ice, he hooked Qi Chensheng and crushed everything.

Just at the last moment before being melted by the hot embrace and falling into confusion again, Wang Luan sighed in a low voice: "The agreed tonight is—"

It's a pity that even he himself can't keep that "promise".

"What our young master means is to go to the Huanshalou in the west courtyard. Everything has been packed there. After six o'clock, you can take the second young master and the others there."

In the shade of willow trees outside the house, Ruan Ji, the young servant next to the third young master of the Qi family, was passing on a message to Feng Shan. When this person first came, he wanted to meet Qi Chensheng in person and talk.

But as soon as Fengshan led him into the house, he heard a little movement from the inner bedroom. If he dared to let him stay there, Fengshan immediately grabbed Ruan Ji's sleeve and slipped away lightly. out.

"Okay, okay, I see," Fengshan responded repeatedly, blinking and thinking again: "Where is the Huanshalou? Why haven't I heard that there is such a place in your west courtyard before?"

"It's no wonder you don't know." Ruan Ji and Feng Shan are about the same age, and they both worked as errands in the Qi family since they were young, so they are very familiar with gossips: "I haven't been anywhere at first. It turned out to be the place of the third master, and somehow it was left unused for many years."

"Our young master has reached his age, and he has a good friend outside, and he was going to secretly take him into the mansion first... No, I just asked for this small building from the third master."

"The third young master also has a relationship?" Feng Shan opened his mouth in surprise when he came. In his impression, the two young masters of the second room are both upright and honest people, and Qi Zhaohui will also secretly support others, which is true It is hard to imagine.

"Then, that must be a beauty, right?"

"I haven't seen it either...the person hasn't brought it back yet," Ruan Ji shook his head, and continued: "I just cleaned up the house, and when the second young master came back, our young master wanted to have a small banquet inside first." , it’s a warm room.”

"That should be the case. After all, no one has lived there for so many years." Feng Shan nodded, and then asked: "Then who are you invited tonight? Have all the young masters and ladies of the same generation been invited?"

"I have invited you all, but there are quite a few who won't come," Ruan Ji counted on his fingers: "The young master has received a letter of approval, saying that it is to prepare for the old man's birthday, and there is really no time."

"Our young masters Zhao Hui and Mu Yao must be going... I heard that, it seems that young master Shang Wen and young master Wang Xiang are also going."

"Miss, Miss Ru Ling won't come, and Miss Ru Mo said that she got heat in the afternoon, so there are only two young ladies, Ru Rong and Ru Qian."

"As for who else is there, I can't say for sure."

Feng Shan then counted and felt that there were not many people there. Just as he was about to continue discussing something, he heard noises from the inner room, hurriedly sent Ruan Ji away, and rushed in by himself.