Shura smiles

The cat and Yinglian killed only compatriots, and Jianyan picked it up from the wilderness and gave Shezhi and Yinglian one each. Yingjian Villa fell, and Yinglian didn't care about the cat. When did it get lost? They didn't know, but they were taken away by Qin Yunfei.

The little thing recognizes its owner, but has been abandoned all the time.

Has there ever been any other person or thing in Shezhi's heart?

A few days later, the cat died and was buried on the grass cliff, where it saw its owner for the last time.

In the days that followed, Qin Yunfei and Bao'er had their own concerns and gradually drifted apart.

Bao'er is still playing happily, without asking where her parents are, as if she is carefree and heartless, still playing with little stones, still stealing Aunt Qing'er's beautiful ornaments, and still grabbing the old master beard……

Occasionally, I would run into Qin Yunfei, who was busy with everything, and just smiled and said goodbye, and then ran away, never clinging to him again.

Qin Yunfei always secretly went to Geyunlou to watch him in the middle of the night, Bao'er still slept soundly, for some reason, he felt a strong sense of lack in his heart.The kid was never weak and was fine without him.

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Everything in the Hundred Ghost Flower Valley is still the same. If there is anything different, it is that the concubine of the owner of the valley died inexplicably, but no one cares about the concubine. The one you love, the other women, it's okay to die.

Yange took Shezhi aside when no one was around, and was a little anxious: "You said why are you so impatient, it's nothing if one or two died, why didn't you wait, and killed ten women in one go , Master Gu will definitely suspect you!"

Shezhi looked at Yange with nervous expression, but just smiled, asked her to sit down, and poured her a cup of tea.There was no worry at all: "Sister, don't worry, how can I hide my hands and feet with these small actions, do you think my brother doesn't know? He is just messing around with me. He knows that I can't tolerate other women."

Yange took a sip of tea, and couldn't help but look at Shezhi. This person has an overpowering look and a variety of charms, but he treats people who have nothing to do with her like nothing. To her, killing a few people is just a way to pat the dust on her body. as simple as that.

Really like, really like Luo Feng, worthy of being a real brother.

Brother?Actually not.Even Shezhi himself didn't understand Luo Feng's life experience, but his strong intuition told him that Luo Feng was the one he had been chasing all along.

All the characteristics of Luo Feng's body show that he is a member of the Hundred Ghosts family. As for who was born, She Zhi doesn't care at all.

Now Luo Feng's ten concubines have all died unexpectedly, and only one is left to be loved by thousands of people. The servants are extremely respectful to this new lady, after all, he is the first one to be left behind. People who spend the night at Banjul Xuan.But Luo Feng has never given him an official title, the Xiaoxiang Hall is still vacant, and the wife's place is also vacant. Shezhi's status is higher than that of concubines, but will never be as good as that lady.

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On the ancient streets of Huadu, there is no Bei Que Zhu Palace, no green tiles and red tiles, only small houses with white walls and blue tiles.

It’s Qixi Festival, and the flower capital is full of romantic sentiments. Boys and girls tell each other their feelings, and the river bank cuddles to watch the birds. The bluestone slabs are covered with red petals. The warm and cold tones complement each other. .The cherry blossoms are falling in front of the window of my daughter's house, the mirror is decorated with yellow flowers, and the thoughts in my heart are lightly expressed on the face, but the peach blossom-like face is blushing.The young man, who was thinking about clothes, waited for the fair lady under the tree.

A young man with a sweetheart is waiting on the eaves of the white walls and blue tiles, waiting for the girl to walk by with an umbrella.

The flowers of the pipa are in the mist and rain, the carriages appear in the rain, the beauty behind the curtain seems to come from the painting, and it is already the time of the moon.Although they have passed the age of boys and girls, Luo Feng and Shezhi are just like a newlywed couple in the eyes of others, their ears and temples rubbing each other's ears, and their beauty imparts their soul to each other.

It was the first time to celebrate the Qixi Festival with the one I love, and everything was very fresh, and the voices of small vendors selling became rhymes in my ears. Some people sold clay figurines of marriage, lover locks, and paired masks.

The lights are on for the first time, and the ancient street of Encounter is even more lively. The business of the tavern is very good. During the Qixi Festival, some people are happy and some are annoyed.Happy people will drink a few glasses, and melancholy people will drink away their worries.

"Little Er, drink up!"

"Guest officer, this...you have already drunk six altars, all of which are the best flower carvings in this shop. Are you sure you want to serve wine?"

"Why, are you afraid I won't be able to pay for the drinks?" The man in white pulled out his money bag from his waist and threw it on the table. "Here! Take it! Just grab the wine!"

"Yes, yes, guest officer, let's go now, young one." The shop clerk retreated respectfully, went out of the private room and secretly opened the money bag, and found that there was no loose silver, it turned out to be a few pieces of real gold, his eyes were straightened.

The man in white fell on the table in a dazed state, murmuring "wine, bring the wine..." on his lips.

In the night market in Huadu, a dazzling array of goods are displayed on the continuous stalls, full of novelty gadgets.There are too many things in my daughter's house.

"Shezhi, you like these little gadgets. Aren't there a lot of valleys?"

Luo Feng looked at Shezhi like a child, curious about everything, with an inexperienced look, not the usual person who is very rich.

Shezhi took a fancy to a box of rouge, which was not expensive, but it was not cheap either. A pair of mandarin ducks were printed on the scarlet rouge box, and Shezhi played with it for a while but then put it down.Today, he is in the body of a man, but he has regained a bit of a daughter's heart.Behavior repeated, people can not figure out.

"Buy it if you like it?" Luo Feng said dotingly, holding Shezhi's waist with his right hand, as if he was afraid that he would get lost. This trip, no one else followed, just like two ordinary young people together Valentine's Day.

Luo Feng is 35 years old, and Shezhi is 25 years old now, but in the eyes of others, they are the same as those boys and girls, but their eyes are more mature and less childish.

But Shezhi became unhappy, although he likes these mortal gadgets, rouge is originally a household item for his daughter, but now he is a man, what does it matter if he puts on rouge?In fact, Shezhi looks good even with heavy makeup and light makeup. In the past, when Fengyulou became a brothel, Shezhi always used rouge, but it was very light.Shezhi on weekdays still likes the feeling of refreshing and refreshing, without makeup, it has a more pitiful temperament.

Thinking that Luo Feng regarded him as the child of the Israeli victim again, Shezhi felt angry, pouted, opened Luo Feng's arms, and stared at him with blue eyes angrily: "Buy it back, you put it on? "

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.Shezhi thought that Luo Feng would come to chase her, but she didn't hear his voice, and after walking about ten steps and turning her head, Luo Feng slowly walked over from the rouge booth, unhurried and unrestrained.

Shezhi's expression was in a trance, remembering that when they first met, Luo An was dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, standing under the eaves and staring at her infatuatedly.

That day she was wearing her own red dress, hugged a pipa, and made the petals of the cherry blossom tree behind Luo An fall like a joke.

For a moment, a rain of cherry blossoms floated in the sky. A few cherry blossom petals passed before Luo An's eyes, and a few flowers were stuck to the silver thread. After he realized it, Shezhi had already reached the end of the house wall, the black hair reached his ankle, and his right shoulder was light. Tilting, revealing the head flower of the pipa, covering the mouth with soft catkins, parting the red lips lightly, chuckling a few times, saying "What an idiot" and disappearing around the corner.

Luo An's feet seemed to be nailed in place, and after Shezhi disappeared, he rushed to catch up. After turning the corner, there was no shadow of the beautiful woman.

small theater:

Shezhi: Brother, why do you always forget about me?

Luo Feng (waving his folding fan, looking at him with dangerous eyes): Because you have too many identities!I don't know if you are Shezhi, Concubine Luo Li or Luo Lian.I can't remember whether I am Luo An, Luo Yuan or Luo Feng.

An author: ╭(╯^╰)╮Why is it so complicated?

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