The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

In the autumn of this year, it is not very hot.After three or five consecutive autumn rains, the cool breeze was drawn into the night, not to mention how many pens and papers were written in Yunchuan City, adding a bit of emotion.

At this moment, Qi Chensheng was in that extravagant and gorgeous Western-style reception, but he couldn't feel the chill of the autumn night.

He was leaning against a wine cabinet, and the tall glass in his hand was shaking gently, and the dark red liquid was rippling in it, which did not attract his interest.

Qi Chensheng didn't like drinking at all, but in the past few years when he was desperately accumulating his family fortune, he also developed a capacity for alcohol.

It's just that this banquet is not worth the wine he drinks.

He looked at the wine in the glass, and suddenly remembered that when he was in Qincheng five years ago, Wang Luan liked to drink half of the glass before going to bed, and then leaned softly into his arms with a little drunkenness. inside.When he bowed his head and kissed indulgently, he could taste the slightly sweet aroma of wine...

It's a pity—Qi Chensheng's gray eyes dimmed a little, but it's a pity that Brother Nine's body can't drink alcohol.

There were still bustling conversations in his ears, but Qi Chensheng became more and more impatient, what's the point of staying here, brother Jiu is still waiting for him.

"Qi Ershao, I heard that you occupied the good cotton in the north early last month, but you want to build another cotton mill?"

"I heard that the second young master has joined the Hong Kong business route again. I wonder if we can allow a few more people to cooperate?"

"Qi Ershao is really young and promising, but he doesn't know..."

However, the more Qi Chensheng wanted to leave, the more enthusiastic those seeking cooperation would be, and they would keep moving closer to him.

If it wasn't because of this banquet, the old man of the Qi family, Mr. Lang, was playing host to Feng. When the old man of the Qi family sent someone to pass him a post, he repeatedly warned him not to be rude, and Qi Chensheng really wanted to leave.

He was secretly thinking about when Master Lang would come over, and how long he would be able to say goodbye. The people around him may finally be able to see that Qi Er Shao's expression is not good, and gradually they stopped looking at him.

Unexpectedly, Qi Chensheng failed to wait for Master Lang to come, but only saw the three young masters of the Lang family, dressed in small tuxedo suits, each more coquettish than the other, coming in through the door.

Qi Chensheng shook the hand of the goblet, and suddenly paused. After all these years of friendship, he had already gotten used to the three "flashy" vases of the Lang family, but unexpectedly, there was another person behind them.

"Second Young Master Qi!" The big vase Lang Hua An waved his hands at Qi Chensheng from afar, and hurriedly smiled and let the two younger brothers receive the guests, while rushing towards him in person.

If in normal times, Qi Chensheng could at most have a few words with this young master of the Lang family, he would definitely find an excuse to leave.

But right now --

"Second Young Master Qi, I heard about what happened in your mansion last month, please express my condolences." Lang Hua'an said sincerely, with sincere condolences on his face, but Qi Chensheng couldn't quite listen.

His eyes undisguisedly fell on the people following Lang Hua'an.

The man was very young, he looked only in his 20s, his skin was extremely white, but his lips were brightly colored, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.At first glance, Qi Chensheng felt that the words "gentle scum" really matched him.

What is even more noticeable is that this person is wearing a priest's robe, and the silver cross on his chest is reflecting the lights in the banquet hall at this moment, faintly showing a deceptive light.

"Master Lang, don't you want to introduce me?" Qi Chensheng simply interrupted Lang Hua'an, looked at the man directly and asked, "What should I call this person?"

"Oh, oh!" After Lang Hua'an was interrupted, he was not angry at all, but immediately said positively to Qi Chensheng: "This is John Wang who I met on the boat when I returned from studying in France. Chuan's church as a priest."

"John... Wang?" Qi Chensheng's remnant eyes narrowed coldly, but the other party raised his head without hesitation, and smiled at him.

"Second Young Master Qi, I've heard of you for a long time."

"Oh?" Without a sound, Qi Chensheng's gentleman's stick appeared in his hand, and he tapped the ground to force him towards the man: "I don't know, where did you hear my name?"

"Naturally—" The man moved closer to Qi Chensheng's ear, lowered his voice and said, "From Wang Jiu and the Patriarch."

"Recently everyone has said that Er Shao Qi is going to tie the knot with our Wang family, so we really should say congratulations." He smiled, but then he sighed regretfully, and said leisurely: "Say, , when I was young, Wang Jiu and I had a close relationship... His ability to serve people, the patriarch was too dirty to come by himself, but he ordered me to teach him."

"That feeling is really unforgettable - he lied to you back then, saying that he had never been touched by others, wouldn't Second Young Master Qi really believe it?"

As if in case Qi Chensheng still didn't believe it, he moved closer and whispered something.

And it was this last sentence that instantly attracted a trace of blood in Qi Chensheng's remnant eyes, and the gentleman's stick in his hand fell heavily to the ground——

"This kind of thing, don't bother Mr. John."

"We will be a family from now on, there is nothing to worry about or not." The man looked at Qi Chensheng's expression and laughed even more disgustingly. Just as he was about to say something again, his eyes suddenly widened——

"Second Young Master Qi!" A panicked voice came from the surrounding crowd, but Qi Chensheng just put away his cane calmly and indifferently, his gray eyes swept over all the people who tried to come forward, until the blood at his feet converged into a pool, and then turned around Walk out without stopping.

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The wall clock on the wall passed a quarter past ten amidst the sound of autumn rain.After the jade mat between the mattresses was removed, it was replaced with a thin layer of velvet, soft and warm.

Wang Luan was leaning behind him with a large and soft pillow, and he was carrying a French novel. Under the dim bedside lamp, he had to read line by line.From time to time, I raised my eyes to look at the window directly facing the head of the bed. The heavy curtains were not drawn, and the rain at night left transparent water marks on the glass.

After Fengshan knocked on the door, he came in with a brass tray with a lotus leaf pattern.Hearing the movement, Wang Luan looked slightly sideways, but what was placed on the tray was not a medicine bowl, but a delicate white porcelain porridge cup.

Xu Shi noticed the doubt in Wang Luan's eyes. After Fengshan brought the things in front of him, he said with a smile: "The doctor told me before leaving this morning. Madam's illness has been cured recently. The medicine tonight Then you can stop for a while and just stew the bird's nest with bletilla striata and rock sugar, and try to see if you can get used to it."

"I can even drink such bitter medicine. Now I can change it to something sweet. How can I not get used to it?" Wang Luan shook his head, put the book in his hand aside, and took the book on the tray with his hand. Small porridge cup.

The warm and sweet taste entered the mouth, but Wang Luan's eyes couldn't help but fell on his hand holding the spoon. The crimson stone ring was dotted between his thin fingers like a drop of red blood.

His illness has indeed improved a lot recently, the doctor only regarded it as the precious medicinal material before, poured it like running water, and it finally had some effect.

But Wang Luan knew... In fact, most of this was because of sleeping with Qi Chensheng.

At the first time in the Liuchi courtyard of the Qi family, even though Qi Chensheng could help him take care of his body, Wang Luan didn't really believe it in his heart.I just thought that Qi Chensheng had finally stopped shying away because of his illness, no matter how absurd the reasons sounded, he was always willing.

But who would have thought that after so many times, his body really recovered, and——

Wang Luan's sparrow-like eyes turned slightly. He clearly remembered that when he was trapped in the Huanshalou, the connection between him and the demon canary was indeed blocked.

Every time a new illusion is to be stimulated, Qi Chensheng will secretly drip blood into this ring to supply Canary's consumption.

Wang Luan is not a stupid person, on the contrary, to some extent, he is indeed a smart person.

Combining this with the past few times, after he woke up from a serious illness, he had wounds on Qi Chensheng's fingers and wrists, how could Wang Luan not understand what was going on.

He lowered his eyes and sighed softly, fortunately Qi Chensheng didn't need blood anymore.

The small cup of bird's nest porridge was quickly finished, and there was still a touch of sweetness in his mouth. Fengshan took the porcelain cup over and gave Wang Luan water to rinse his mouth.

Not wanting to, Wang Luan asked again: "Where's the medicine on my knee? Why didn't I bring any of it?"

Under the thin blanket, Wang Luan moved his right leg uncomfortably, and then he still felt the pain.With the nourishment of this period of time, although his body has improved a lot, he actually hurt his knee in the Huanshalou.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to hurt your muscles and bones.Wang Luan didn't believe it earlier, but now more than a month has passed, his knee injury is barely healed, but the pain inside is still severe, and the bruises and bruises have not receded.

On weekdays, Qi Chensheng didn't allow him to get out of bed and walk around. After being repeatedly persuaded by the old doctor, he spared time every day to carefully support him to walk around a few times. The crutches he bought were hardly used a few times.

"The second young master said that we are afraid that we have nothing serious in our hands. We have to wait for him to come back and give the madam the medicine."

Wang Luan secretly murmured his nonsense in his heart, but he didn't insist on asking Fengshan for wound medicine, he just leaned back on the cushion, flipped through the book and waited for Qi Chensheng to come back.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before he heard the sound of a car passing by in the rain downstairs.Wang Luan hurriedly sat up and took a look. Although he couldn't see clearly in the middle of the night, he could barely recognize Qi Chensheng's car through the light, so he was relieved.

Sure enough, not long after, Qi Chensheng's footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the bedroom.

Wang Luan straightened up a little, he could hear that Qi Chensheng's footsteps were a little more scattered than before, he must have been drinking.He wanted to stand up with the crutch beside the bed, but just as he grabbed the crutch, he saw Qi Chensheng push the door open and come in.

"Ninth Brother..."

Qi Chensheng was really drunk, even though his expressionless face was stained with confusion.He supported the gentleman's stick in his hand, his steps were still unsteady, but he managed to reach Wang Luan's bedside.

"How much did you drink?" Wang Luan anxiously wanted to support his body, but Qi Chensheng suddenly hugged him tightly into his arms, and refused to let go no matter what.

"Ninth brother."

"Ninth Brother..."

Qi Chensheng was still chanting in a low voice, and then kissed Wang Luan's lips involuntarily. Under the blessing of drunkenness, he seemed extremely unreasonable, only blindly aggressive and demanding, almost exhausting Wang Luan's lips, Last breath.

"Shen, Shen Sheng?" Wang Luan noticed Qi Chensheng's strangeness, and asked a few syllables brokenly in a rare gap, but soon there was that alcohol-smelling kiss again, and he was so confused that he could no longer think.

"nothing."

"I just killed a wild dog."

Before falling into the final sinking, Wang Luan heard him say this.