Night Talk Hundred Stories

Walking along the street, the small stalls along the way pulled up tarpaulins to keep out the rain. After walking for a while, Qinghe suddenly stopped and asked, "Is anyone planting bluegrass?"

The air is faintly mixed with a quiet fragrance, which seems to be indistinguishable, but Qinghe is extremely sensitive. This is the first time he has smelled the smell of orchids when he came down the mountain. He also saw it at the flower market in Linzhou City It's just some ungrown orchid grass, so I'm a little surprised.

Hei Yao stood beside him holding an umbrella, and said softly, "Go and have a look?"

Qinghe nodded, and the two walked slowly towards the orchid fragrance.

This is a small stall on the corner of the street. A young girl wearing a bamboo hat to hide her face is sitting there quietly, looking down at the dozen orchid pots in front of her. She is dressed in coarse cloth. However, through this layer of mist, rain, and mist, it shows a quiet temperament.

Qinghe squatted down/body to look at the pots of orchids, the young white and slender fingers slowly stroked the slender leaves of the orchid grass, Qinghe stared at them for a while, raised his head and asked: "Sister, you dug these out from the mountain Is it?"

The woman nodded, her voice was clear and pleasant: "Young master, do you like it?"

Seeing Qinghe nodding, she said seriously again: "If you want to grow flowers, young master, you must treat them well. You must not plant them just for a whim, and your son will forget about them later."

Qing He replied with a smile: "Well, I won't."

He looked at it for a while, and found that the orchids placed here were all well taken care of, although they were only common species, but because of the meticulous care of the owner, they were also very pleasing to the eye.

Qinghe squatted down and looked at it for a while, and was about to say something, when he heard a person behind him say: "Now that thing has finally been sent to the place, I really don't know what that old bustard thinks, to ask someone to send this."

Another person said with a smile: "Who knows what those women are thinking, I'll just send it to you."

Qing He followed the reputation, and found that it was the bodyguard masters he met a few days ago, presumably they sent bodyguards and came out to have fun.

It was the first time Qinghe heard the name "Buddhist". He just thought it was someone's name, so he pointed to a pot of orchids nonchalantly, and said to the woman, "Sister, I want this pot."

The woman looked at it and said with a smile: "I've planted this pot for a long time and it hasn't bloomed yet. If it doesn't bloom, you little boy, don't make trouble."

Qing He shook his head: "How could it be?" Even if the flowers don't bloom, he should cherish them.

Hei Yao looked at Qinghe's love for the blue grass from the side, so he also took a few more glances.

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The dark red curtain was slowly pulled away by a pair of hands as white as jade, and a woman's stunning face gradually appeared behind the curtain.

Seeing the woman's face, the man who was sitting in the flower hall and pouring himself a drink showed a look of surprise in his eyes, he just stared at the woman closely, and he didn't even notice that the wine he poured had overflowed the glass.

"Hehe." The woman covered her mouth with a smile, walked over slowly, took the gold-plated cup with gentle movements, drank the wine in the cup gracefully, and smiled again: "Why is Mr. An drinking alone here?" , don’t you want to wait to be with my concubine?”

The person she called "Mr. An" had a reddish complexion, and said in multiple voices: "Miss Luo Er, why did you say that, I really misunderstood." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to support her waist.

Luo Er took half a step back indiscriminately, lowered her head as if to return the salute, avoiding the man's hands just in time, and said: "It's the young master who praised you, Luo Er is only a man in the world, how can he be worthy of the young master's treatment like this .”

This woman is a newcomer to the Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion. She said that she is nameless and only named Luo, so everyone called her "Luoer". This Luoer is different from other women named after flowers in the pavilion. Although he has a bit of a temper, these benefactors are more attentive, and even more spoiled Luoer's temperament.

Luo Er saluted and sat down on her own, Mr. An looked around the room and said: "Miss Luo Er's room is very delicately furnished, it really matches the temperament of a girl exiled from a fairy."

Luoer smiled softly, "It's all just ordinary objects, my lord..." She paused suddenly, raised her head to look at An Changyu and said, "Speaking of which, I got a new delicate object recently, I don't know my lord If you're interested, let's take a look at it too?"

An Changyu hurriedly said: "Of course there are, please trouble the girl."

Luo Er laughed, and said coquettishly: "You young masters are all about red tape, what 'trouble', you have shown your status!"

An Changyu got up with a smile, and walked with her to the bedroom behind the curtain.

Compared with the elegance and cleanliness in the flower hall, the bedrooms are mostly decorated with rich colors and intricate patterns. At first glance, it makes people feel a little dizzy. In front of the stage, he opened the cabinet door on the side, then turned his head and smiled at An Changyu, "Master, you are laughing."

An Changyu looked up, but saw an emerald green clock in the sandalwood cabinet, about the height of a child's arm, and the whole body was crystal clear by the candlelight.He has also seen many good things, but this is the first time he has seen such a good jade, and even with the charming thoughts just now, he just walked over quickly, took out the jade clock, and put it on the table beside him. Seeing this, Luo Er covered her mouth and smiled, "Master, how about this thing?"

An Changyu nodded and said: "The carving of this thing looks quite exquisite, and the quality of the jade is also good. Miss Luoer actually has such a treasure."

Luo Er heard the words, but sighed slightly, "So what if you have it... It's easy to find a priceless treasure, but it's rare to find a man with a heart..."

With a thought, An Changyu stretched out his hand to gently stroke Shang Luo'er's hair, "Whoever cares is waiting for the girl, but I don't know what the girl is planning."

Luo'er raised his head and looked at An Changyu with a dazed expression: "Master..."

The red silk tent was warm, and when it was late at night, someone tiredly stretched out his hand and opened the curtain.After a long while, a woman's voice sounded in the room: "Young Master, I have to leave."

An Changyu's hands froze when he was dressing, and looked at the woman beside him who was still in pink and spring, lowered his head and kissed her brow lightly, and said: "Don't worry, Luoer, An Changyu will definitely not let you down." about you."

Luo Er's expression was a little shy, but she actually had the attitude of a little girl: "I believe in you, my lord."

Luo Er leaned on the pillow, watched An Changyu push the door, and suddenly said: "Master, Luo Er wants to give you something."

An Changyu stopped, turned around and said, "What?"

Luo Er pointed to the jade clock on the table: "My lord, Luo Er's most precious thing is that one. Do you want it, my lord?"

An Changyu's expression moved slightly, feeling that such a beauty treated him so sincerely in his heart, he couldn't help turning around, walked back to the bed, held Luoer in both hands and said: "Luoer, don't worry, I will definitely live up to you!"

Hearing this, Luo Er pursed her lips and smiled, "My lord, take that thing away."

An Changyu saw that the jade clock was also small, and it was convenient to take it away. Although he had some thoughts in his heart, he finally suppressed it and said with a smile: "Luoer believes in me, but I can't take this, this jade is gentle and nourishing." Yes, Luoer just keep it."

Luo Er only insisted: "Young Master, just accept it, this is Luo Er's wish."

An Changyu hesitated for a while before putting away the jade bell amidst the woman's soft smile.

Smiling and watching An Changyu push the door away, after the person closed the door, Luoer's expression gradually revealed a strange look, she shifted her gaze to the table where the jade bell was placed just now, and said with a sneer: "It's really brave , give the clock and accept it...there is no taboo."

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Waving to the boy waiting at the door, An Changyu said, "Go home."

The young man hesitated and said: "Master, madam seems to be..."

"Whatever she does." An Changyu waved his hand indifferently, "Didn't I come back?"

"Yes." The servant replied respectfully, and said to the groom, "Let's go."

When the carriage staggered to a stop in front of Anfu, the servant called several times but no one answered, so he boldly stretched out his hand and opened the front curtain of the carriage to take a look, but this look made him terrified. He fell to the ground, unable to even speak.

Seeing this, the coachman glanced back, and screamed out after just one glance——

I saw An Changyu sitting slumped in the carriage, bleeding from all seven orifices, staring at the roof with wide eyes, his originally handsome face was already blue, but he had died for a long time.

At this moment, the boy tremblingly stretched out his hand to probe his breath, and after a long while tremblingly said:

"Master... is dead!"

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