Jian Qiao was startled by Lei Zhe's stern scolding, and hurriedly raised her hands in a retreating motion.
"My lord, I'm sorry for offending your girlfriend. But I didn't mean to insult her," he said apologetically.
What blasphemy? This is a dirty bitch! You shouldn't touch her head! You are the one who is being desecrated!
Lei Zhe had a stomach full of things to say, but he couldn't say it in front of a courtesan. A good education has kept him a basic gentleman.
The courtesan has cried to the point of collapse.
Two shop assistants approached, tried to comfort her, and handed her a clean white handkerchief.
When the courtesan took the handkerchief, she realized that her palm, along with the pink gemstone, was stained with red, white, and black smudges. And the smudges come from her face-plastered powder, rouge, lipstick, and charcoal-dyed eyebrows.
This shows how her face was covered with tears.
No wonder the clerk looked a little frightened when she looked at her, as if she had seen a ghost.
The courtesan screamed "Ah" and ran out of the jewelry store with her face covered. She is used to being despised, humiliated, and even trampled on by others, but she doesn't want to make a fool of yourself in front of Mr. Count, not at all!
This street is known as Jewelry Street. In addition to ladies and courtesans, the most popular people here are robbers and thieves. They like to find single women who don't seem to be of high status, so that they can get rich rewards without getting into trouble.
And the courtesan who runs out crying will undoubtedly become the best target.
Lei Zhe also raised his hands and said hurriedly to Jian Qiao: "you don't have to be sorry, I didn't mean to blame you just now. I don't know how to explain it to you, in short, I'm not angry, and she's not my girlfriend. I don't have any friendship with her at all!" Word Luo hurried out.
As a knight, he had to keep the lady safe.
When Jane Qiao came back to her senses, the door of the store was closed, and the wind chimes hanging on the door beam made a soft sound, to prove that someone had just come and left.
"What happened to them?" Jane Qiao pointed to the door.
The two clerks shrugged, their faces also inexplicable.
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Lei Zhe found a courtesan covering her face and crying in a dark alley at the intersection of the street. She curled up like a wounded puppy, holding the worthless pink gem tightly in her hand.
"Get up, I'll take you back." Lei Zhe strode over, his voice full of impatience.
He had no interest in this woman at all, so he didn't want to ask her why she was crying at all.
"I miss my mother." The courtesan had a desire to talk.
She lifted the hem of her skirt, wiped the pink gemstone very cherishly, and wiped her face, choked up, "My family is very poor, and I can't even afford a whole piece of fabric. So My mom would always pick up unwanted scraps from the trash and sew me skirts.
"You know, growing up, I never wore a new dress. My dress was always full of patches, weird, ugly, twisted, all kinds of patches. Wear this patch skirt , I'm as ugly as a toad! People laugh at me all the time, and I'll run home crying and find a dark place to hide.
"At this time, my mother will find me, hug me, and whisper in my ear: my little Jenny, in mother's eyes, you will always be the most beautiful girl in the world. Be happy, my Baby. When you're happy, the sky clears up because of you."
At this point, the courtesan's tearful eyes shone with happiness.
She looked at the void and murmured while recalling: "I always dismissed her comfort at that time, because I always knew very well that I was not the most beautiful girl in the world. Whether I smiled or not, The sky is always gloomy, and the warm sun never shines on me. I'm so humble, small, mediocre."
She held up the gem in her palm and said dreamily, "But, just now, I suddenly realized that every word my mother said was true. Because she loves me, I am the most beautiful in her eyes. Yes. Because she loves me, her sky is clear when I am happy. I am her light and heat.
"She loves me so much! But I ran away from that home because of poverty and ended up in this quagmire. I'm so sorry! If only I could have met Mr. Count earlier and heard what he said just now!"
The courtesan pressed the pink gem to her face and wept bitterly. It was only then that she realized that whether a person is noble or not depends not on others, but on himself. Those who love themselves will always be noble.
On the contrary, those who abandon themselves in pursuit of fame and fortune will be humbled to the dust.
They will eventually become worthless.
Lei Zhe rubbed his aching brows and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to go home? I'll send someone to take you home. With me here, the maid wouldn't dare to trouble you."
The courtesan raised her tear-drenched face and said in great pain, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'll never go back. My mother is dead. The person who loved me most in the world is gone."
Rez was dumbfounded. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to bring the dead back to life.
While he was racking his brains about how to comfort the poor woman, the courtesan lifted his skirt and wiped away his tears.
She raised her head, revealing a pair of resolute eyes, and said with an oath: "Sir, I will live well. My mother loves me, so I am a treasure in her eyes. When she is gone, I should be like she loves me. I love myself like I should. I should be a treasure in my own eyes. Others abuse me, but I can't abuse myself. I want to live beautifully and happily every day. I want to choose what I like, not Blindly pursue the so-called expensive."
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then stood up with difficulty, leaning against the wall.
"It's a pity that I understood it too late." She looked down at the pink gem in her palm, and her voice became choked again.
Lei Zhe shook his head and said, "No, it's not too late. With this kind of awareness, I think you will shine in the field of courtesans sooner or later."
Courtesy: "… "
For some reason, she suddenly had the urge to hit someone.
After a long time, she spoke with difficulty: "Lord Lei Zhe, should I thank you for your comfort?"
Lei Zhe pointed to the outside of the alley and urged, "No thanks. My servants have already come, and they will take you back. You can go, I still have things to do."
The courtesan looked at the street, and sure enough, she found several tall knights and a luxurious carriage. So she wiped away her tears and walked away without looking back. For this man who is powerful, wealthy and handsome, she has no nostalgia at all.
Compared with the Earl of Huadu, all the nobles in the world are rubbish!
Lei Zhe stared at the back of the courtesan for a while, then shook his head, and then strode to Jane Qiao's jewelry store.
"Ah, you're back. Is that lady okay? What's wrong with her?" Jian Qiao immediately asked when she saw Lei Zhe who had gone and returned.
"Your nagging reminded her of her mother," Lei Zhe said in a mocking tone.
"It turned out to be missing my mother." The light in Jian Qiao's eyes completely dimmed.
Mother's love was the topic he didn't want to touch the most, so he pointed to the two velvet boxes placed on the counter and drew Lei Zhe's attention: "Do you still want these two rings?"
"Of course, how much?" Lei Zhe strode to the counter.
Jane Qiao reported a very high number, Lei Zhe signed the order without blinking an eye, and then asked, "You really don't sell that agate?"
Jane Qiao firmly refused while tying the gift box with a ribbon: "not for sale."
Lei Zhe clicked his tongue and said disdainfully, "Actually, you don't deserve it."
"What?" Jian Qiao raised her head suddenly and looked straight at him.
"I said you don't deserve it." Lei Zhe repeated it in a deep tone, his eyes did not evade: "You also said that it is not a dead thing, but a world. It stays in the dark underground, waiting for someone who can understand , appreciate, and cherish it, people appear. And you completely fall short of its expectations.
"You dug it out, polished it, and discovered its beauty. But you locked it again in a dark, small place, and let it go silent. So what's the point of its existence? If it were me , I would never treat my most beloved treasure in this way."
Jian Qiao's heart was touched, and she couldn't help asking, "Then what will you do?"
"I will wear it on my chest all the time. I know its fragility, so I will protect it; I cherish its beauty, so I will let it bloom. With me, it is completely free."
Lei Zhe pointed to Jian Qiao and said, "quoting what you said before, the way we treat our loved ones often reflects the way we treat ourselves. You lock up that agate and don't let anyone watch it, does that also indicate that You lock up your heart and keep no one near
"You said that all things have animism, then you should really take out the agate that was permanently stored in the dark place and listen to it. I think if you really have a heart with it, you should be able to hear it cry. the sound of."
Lei Zhe nodded and emphasized again: "So, you don't deserve it. People can't live to live, everything has a meaning to exist, do you understand?"
When the words fell, he took the two rings and strode away. He hates the gentle mask that Mr. Count always wears on his face, and what is the difference between this mask and that safe
The wind chimes on the door beam collided with each other and made a pleasant sound, but they couldn't revive Jian Qiao's consciousness.
After a long time, he woke up from the trance, and then hurried to the safe, opened the padlock, and took out the sandalwood box.
He carefully took out the piece of agate that contained a small world and put it in his ear to listen.
The shop was silent. Everyone looked at the Count with strange eyes. His behavior was so strange that it was as if he could actually hear unusual sounds from a rock.
Didn't he know that it was all Lei Zhe's nonsense
However, after a few seconds, Jian Qiao closed her eyes and murmured, "It's really crying."
He removed the agate that was close to his ear, held it in the palm of his hand, and sighed inaudibly: "For me, it is an unfree stone."