Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"I want a lute."

Hengdu.

Luojin Building is located in the most conspicuous position of Beiheyan Street in Hengdu. The five-story building at the front is the same as the restaurant next to it. The vast courtyard at the back is scattered with small buildings, which are the private residences of musicians.

Luojin Building only accepts officials of the third rank and above or people with titles, and those listed in the building do not do flesh and blood business with visitors, but only enjoy music and singing.

Clouds embrace the waist of the moon, and the midsummer night wind kisses the ears, sticky like a lover's whisper.

The man was wearing a black brocade gown with a crotch missing, but the right shoulder was embroidered with a lot of spring flowers with dark lines, which was quite contrary to his cold and solemn temperament.

He didn't enter the lobby, but went to the deepest part of the courtyard, where there was only Mr. Han Yue's residence - Picking the Moon Hall.

The word "temple" is naturally reserved for Tianjia palaces, ceremonial and religious places, and it is absolutely not used in places where singing and drinking are unacceptable...but Wei Hanyue just used it.

There are even rumors that this word is begged to be used by him today... There is no way to verify the authenticity of it.

The man was just about to enter, when Wei Hanyue's young man, a fu, stopped him with a salute and said, "Your lord, please stop, the young master is resting, and I won't see you tonight."

In the past, he also had a lot of closed doors, but after all, Ah Fu was still young and couldn't hide things in his heart, and his anxiety was written all over his face, so he squinted his eyes and said, "I'm taking a break so early, but I'm not feeling well?"

He was not angry and arrogant, but Ah Fu taught him to be intimidated by his might, buried his head deeply like a quail and said: "Yes."

"I'll go take a look."

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, Ah Fu said without hesitation: "Young master's illness, I will, I will pass it on to others!"

Unexpectedly, the man became more and more anxious when he heard the words, fearing that the people in the building really treated Wei Hanyue poorly because of his illness, so he bypassed Ah Fu and went up the stairs.

After walking around the three-story building, Wei Hanyue was the only one to be seen.

Facing the man's gaze, Ah Fu was helpless, so he could only tell the truth: "Young Master is gone."

-

Cen Huaichou seldom bathes in hot water, and often washes in cool well water before giving up. After all, how can he have the patience to boil hot water after a hard day?

But tonight was very different. The young man brushed the unstained tub inside and out five times with all his strength, then carried it into the bedroom, and boiled ten barrels of boiling water, mixed it with well water to make sure the water temperature was right, and then he and Sitting obediently on the bench, Wei Hanyue, watching him busy, said: "It's time to wash, call me if you need anything."

After hesitating for a while, he pointed to the clothes on the bed just now, and said in a muffled voice: "The clothes are newly made, I haven't worn them, it's late now, you'll just stay overnight, tomorrow I'll go to the town to give you clothes." You buy a body...buy a better body."

After saying that, he hurriedly took the door and went out.

Wei Hanyue undressed and went into the bath, a rouge mole under the collarbone was steamed more and more dazzling, as gorgeous as a drop of blood - Gu Qu'er was very obsessed with this place, and often lingered for a long time before giving up.

The beauty lay on the edge of the bathtub and closed her eyes to rest, the skin above the water surface was as tender as milk tofu, and even faintly exuded a pearl-like shimmer.

Xiao Ke on the bench suddenly "meowed".

【Gu Quer found out that you were missing, and hurried back to the palace to arrange for someone to find you. 】

Wei Hanyue didn't care, and said lazily, "Sooner or later."

【You said, if I don't come, how will Cen Huaichou recognize his ancestors? 】

[There will be a famine in Xiaotong Village next year, Cen Huai will go to join the army, and when he is promoted to general, he will meet Gu Quer. 】

【That's it. 】

Wei Hanyue came out of the tub and pulled on the Ge Lu that Cen Huaichou had prepared, his soft white feet like new snow set off the rough Ge Lu even more.

He stared at Gelu on his feet with some curiosity, and counted the distance with his fingers.

Yuzhou is remote, so even if you hurry up, it will take several months to come from Hengdu, not to mention how many days it will take for Gu Quer to find out his whereabouts.

Wiping off the water drops on her body with a cloth towel, she put on Cen Huaichou's coarse sackcloth. Beauty Wei brushed her drenched hair and said with a light smile, "That's enough."

-

The bed sheets and quilts were all newly replaced by Cen Huaichou, and the pillows were stuffed with buckwheat husks, clean and peaceful for sleeping.

Mr. Wei fell asleep peacefully amidst the sound of chirping, leaving Cen Huai to wash his dirty clothes and dress tirelessly in the middle of the night without complaining.

At the second quarter of the next day, the rooster raised in the yard announced the dawn loudly, and mercilessly pulled Wei Hanyue, who used to sleep until the sun was up, out of his sleep.

Wei Meiren, who wakes up and can kill people: "..."

He took a deep breath, rubbed Xiao Ke from the inside out, gritted his teeth and said, "When I fall asleep tonight, turn on the hearing shield for me."

[Okay baby. 】

Cen Huaichou had already woken up, took a shovel and cleaned the medicine garden in the backyard, and was about to go to the field, when the door of the bedroom opened with a "squeak", and Wei Hanyue stood inside the door, rubbing his eyes, with his little boy on his shoulders. Li Nu, his voice was still confused when he woke up: "Where are you going?"

Cen Huaichou pursed his lips and answered, "Mowing wheat."

"I'm going too." Wei Hanyue approached and said.

He was still wearing Cen Huai's new clothes, for the convenience of work, Cen Huai's clothes were all short and brown, and Wei Hanyue had no one to serve him, so his clothes were tied in a mess, his long hair was loose around his waist, and his narrow waist was loose. Loosely tied with a cloth belt, like a poor nobleman living in the mountains and fields.

He was not taller than Cen Huai, and he was thin. His cuffs and trousers were stretched out, and they were piled loosely on his arms and legs, as if a child had stolen the clothes of an elder.

Cen Huaichou saw that his neck and wrists were a little red from the rough linen cloth, and he felt ashamed. He had heard people say that the goblin had seen the sun damage his practice for a long time, so he hesitated to persuade him: "It's hot in the fields." Sun again, you can play at home for a while, okay?"

Wei Hanyue categorically refused: "Is there anything interesting at home, I'm going to go out for a stroll."

Cen Huaichou was helpless, so he had no choice but to respond to him, simply tied up his hair, straightened his messy clothes, folded a pile of wheat stalks and wove a brand new straw hat for Wei Hanyue to wear.

In fact, Cen Huaichou can't tie his hair, but he is better than Wei Hanyue who knows nothing.

In the past, Mr. Cen paid much attention to his appearance.

While Cen Huaichou carefully smoothed Wei Hanyue's ink hair, he regretted that he failed to learn this skill back then.

-

Wei Hanyue used to live the days of pheasant heads and fox armpits, even the maids and servants around him could afford silk and satin, and Ge Lu, short brown, straw hats...he had never seen them before, so it was unavoidably fresh. Feeling above, ignoring the discomfort caused by these rough things.

The two strolled slowly along the Xiaotong River, and Wei Hanyue stopped after a few steps. Sometimes he squatted down to fiddle with unknown wild flowers, and sometimes he looked at the fence in the villager's yard.

Cen Huaichou didn't urge him, but just quietly stared at Wei Hanyue's jade-white cheeks.

In such hot weather, he did not shed a drop of sweat.

I can't tell their age from their appearance, but they have all cultivated human form...should they be at least a few hundred years old?

Maybe when he gets old, he will still be like this, handsome and brilliant.

-

By the time the two of them strolled freely to the ridge, the scorching sun had already risen extremely high.

The women came with bamboo baskets to bring meals to their husbands and sons-in-law, and the boys and girls brought pots to refill their fathers with water. They happened to meet Cen Huai and pay Wei Hanyue.

Although Wei Hanyue "does as the Romans do in the countryside", his clothes are almost the same as theirs, but his face and neck are fairer than the newly opened jasmine, and the nobleness that can't be concealed by the commoner clothes can't be faked.

Where have the peasants seen such a fairy-like figure, they all stared straight at him, but Wei Hanyue didn't feel restrained at all, and still stood gracefully and let others look at him.

Cen Huaichou pursed his lips into a straight line, took him by the sleeves and led him to the only old locust tree where he could enjoy the shade, folded the outer shirt in his arms twice and spread it on the ground, and then took out the bag He handed him some dry food and water and said, "I'll go to work, you sit and rest, and call me if you need anything."

Wei Hanyue sat down as promised, resting his chin on his hands, looked up at Cen Huaichou in the shadow of the tree and asked: "Then if I call someone else, will the other party help me?"

If someone else asked this question, Cen Huaichou would probably scoff, but the other party was Wei Hanyue, so he couldn't find any reason to deny it.

"Will do."

No one is willing to reject you.

-

Cen Huai always had no distractions when he was working, but today he couldn't help but glance at Wei Hanyue when he was cutting a few bundles of wheat, his efficiency was not as good as before.

But after a while he was out of sight.

Wei Hanyue was gradually surrounded by more and more people, including four or five-year-old boys with long hair, boudoir girls in their prime, unmarried young men of the right age, and kind-hearted old ladies...

Water leaks.

Cen Huaichou knew that these people did not harbor any malice, because laughter came from the crowd from time to time... probably the atmosphere was very harmonious.

-

Wei Hanyue has a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament. It is rare to have a bit of innocence. There is a clever and cute little raccoon slave lying on his shoulders. Sigh.

The ground under his feet seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and the hot sky pierced Cen Huaibei's spine, as if it could burn his heart into pain.

He tried his best to ignore the joyful scene here, and devoted himself to mowing wheat until dusk, before he drank the fifth water bag he brought and walked towards the crowd with a sickle in his hand.

The murderous aura on his body was truly frightening, and when the villagers saw this little Yan Luo approaching, they excused themselves to disperse, and Cen Huaichou finally saw Wei Hanyue.

Kneeling down in front of him, Cen Huaichou saw that the dry food he brought when he went out hadn't even touched a bite, so he knew he couldn't get used to it.

Cen Huaichou was afraid that he would be starving, and was about to take him home early to make something easy to digest, but he stretched out his hands first, and said pitifully, "Itch."

Cen Huaichou lowered his eyes, and saw two mutton-fat jade-like hands covered with red marks from mosquito bites.

He has rough skin and thick flesh, and usually flies and insects would be dismissive, but Wei Hanyue's skin is so clear that even his blood is fragrant and sweet... Doesn't that attract mosquitoes?

Cen Huaichou stared at his hand, his heart twitched suddenly, and he hurriedly coaxed: "Then let's go home and take some medicine, and the itching will disappear soon."

Wei Hanyue nodded, Cen Huaichou pulled him up, and the two went home side by side.

-

Cen Huaichou did not forget his promise yesterday to buy new clothes for Wei Hanyue, and after pounding herbs to apply to Wei Hanyue's hands, he said in a low voice: "I went to town, and it was midnight when I came back, you should rest early , the hot water is in the house, and there are hot soup cakes on the stove. If you are hungry, eat two bites. I will go to the market to bring you some good ones. The windows must be fastened, and if someone knocks on the door, they will not... "

Wei Hanyue: "..."

【Xiao Ke, why is he so long-winded? 】

【I'm worried about you, you're such a beautiful cub with amnesia, it's no wonder he can feel at ease. 】

[How much is the progress bar now? 】

[51%, meow. 】

【So slow... Is Gu Quer a vegetarian? Why haven't you found him yet? 】

【We can shrink the ground to an inch, but Gu Quer can't, but you are right, Gu Quer is really useless, meow. 】

Cen Huaichou finally finished his explanation, and Fang asked the last sentence: "Apart from clothes, is there anything else you want?"

Wei Hanyue thought for a moment, then suddenly bent his lips and said, "I want... a pipa."

-

The country of Great Zhou is rich and powerful, even at night, it is Yuzhou in Yanbian, the town is still brightly lit, and the restaurants and squares are full of singing and dancing.

When Cen Huaichou stepped into the clothing store, the shopkeeper was a bearded and bearded man, who greeted him with a shrewd smile and asked, "What do you want, brother?"

He opened the bag in his hand, revealing a corner of the skirt and asked, "How much is this kind of clothing worth?"

The shopkeeper lowered his eyes and looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled inscrutablely and said, "Brother, do you know what this is?"

"My small business is prosperous on weekdays. If I work diligently for ten lifetimes... maybe I can get a horse."

When Cen Huaichou heard the words, he tightened his grip on the burden, and he suddenly realized very clearly that Wei Hanyue and him were really far apart.

If he spends his whole life in Xiaotong Village farming and raising poultry, how much money can he save?

Cen Huaichou finally spent more than half of his savings to buy the best dresses available in the store, and then went to Qiluzhai opposite to pick out pipas for Wei Hanyue.

It's just that he doesn't know music theory, and the shopkeeper talked wildly, but he became more and more confused, and finally asked for the most expensive rosewood pipa, put it in a box and carefully carried it back.

-

After Cen Huaichou left, the shopkeeper of the tailor shop sat in the grand master's chair, took a sip of the treasured flat water pearl tea, and asked the waiter beside him, "Have you kept up?"

The clerk said with a look of embarrassment: "He is extremely vigilant, and our people are still lost."

The shopkeeper shook his head as expected and said: "Forget it, although he is a country boy, but his eyes are definitely not something in the pond."

"It's fine if you can't keep up, and he can't run away... I'm afraid the master will come in person this time, we... don't have to suffer in this corner."

-

"Your Majesty, there is news about your son."

"where?"

"Yuzhou."

The person who reported back was Zhong Chang's servant Zhang Gong. Seeing that the top was sinking like water, he became more and more frightened, but he had no choice but to continue: "Someone took the young master's dress and went to the tailor shop. The shopkeeper is our secret stake..."

With the sound of "Kacha", the red lacquer and gilt-painted kui phoenix tube Zihao brush in Gu Qu'er's hand snapped.

Zhang Gong lowered his head even more, and said with a smile: "Here is the portrait of that man, please take a look at it, Your Majesty."

Even if it was Jin Yiwei, most people didn't know the appearance of Jinshang, it was just a routine to present the portrait, but Zhang Gong was the emperor's close attendant, after seeing the portrait, he was dumbfounded, but he couldn't guess how the emperor would react after seeing it.

Gu Quer unfolded the three-inch scroll, glanced at it expressionlessly, then threw it to Zhang Gong and said, "Burn it."

Zhang Gong responded quickly, and then listened to the emperor's deep order.

——"Teach Mind to come."

The author says:

Ugh