... so uncomfortable... can't breathe... help...
"Cough cough... cough... cough..."
He spit and coughed water, Gong Zhuoliang knew that his facial features must be very ugly when he coughed, but now he can't care about the image problem at all. More life-saving oxygen for the body.
He's NN, Gong Zhuoliang scolded in his heart, what kind of qualities are the lifeguards on that luxury cruise ship, they all look like models and are useful! I fell into the sea for a long time and no one came to rescue me. Is it easy for him to sink like a landlubber for so long!
He wants to complain! Be sure to complain!
"Alive, alive!"
"How are you, miss!"
"Oh my god..."
Miss... Miss
Finally, Gong Zhuoliang regained his consciousness, and as his vision became clearer, he finally saw the screaming women around him. At this moment, Gong Zhuoliang was terrified—didn’t he fall into the sea? ? What about cruise ships? Who can tell him who these burly ladies in ancient costumes are
"What's going on here! What are you doing here in a daze, why don't you take the eldest lady back to her room!"
Suddenly, a sharp and high-pitched female voice sprang up, and the maids surrounding Gong Zhuoliang hurriedly lifted him up. The unknowable strength of their hands made Gong Zhuoliang almost groan in pain, but he couldn't care less about the pain now. , just staring blankly at everything that happened in front of him.
The courtyard, the pond, the servants and maids in ancient costumes, a middle-aged beautiful woman with a voice comparable to that of the Hedong lion, and the young lady... Gong Zhuoliang only felt his eyes go dark, and then he was unconscious again.
When he regained consciousness again, he felt like Gong Zhuoliang, who was lying in the warm bed, slowly opened his eyes, and then stared blankly at the wooden bedposts and bed curtains in his sight. As an idol novelist born in the 1980s One of his favorite themes is traveling through YY God and Horse, but the genre he is good at writing is otherworldly fantasy, and the most incompetent is historical military. Everything is stimulating the nerves that he thinks are tough, especially the names of the servants who are echoing in his mind...
Gong Zhuoliang moved his sore arms, his whole body seemed to be not his own, Gong Zhuoliang was still unwilling, and wanted to really confirm the composition of his lower body, but he soon discovered that this move was also a delusion, and he was actually tied up with a wide cloth belt Became a long column!
Gong Zhuoliang twisted and wanted to get out of the quilt, but the noise he made alarmed the people guarding the outside room. Gong Zhuoliang only heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching the bed quickly, and then the pink bed curtain was closed Standing up, a big round face comparable to a pancake approached.
"Hey, my eldest lady, save your energy and don't bother. You don't pity us servants who are in trouble, but you should also think about your own mother. If you break the master and madam's It's a big deal, how will Aunt Wu survive in this house in the future?"
The fat servant woman looked down at Gong Zhuoliang, her tone was sour and full of disdain, and she puffed up the two big piles of flesh in front of her chest in a haughty manner. Seeing the villain gaining power made Gong Zhuoliang feel angry, but at the moment, she was tied up. He couldn't afford to offend the giant in front of him, so Gong Zhuoliang simply closed his eyes and ignored her gossip, only thinking about how all this happened in his mind.
After the initial panic passed, Gong Zhuoliang's brain regained his composure. He remembered that he went to S City to sign a book for the publication of his new book. The sponsor gave him a luxury cruise ticket. Romance, I didn't expect to be thrown into the sea by watching a view on the deck, and then wake up and become some kind of young lady who jumped into the pond to commit suicide... Could it be that he really drowned like that
"From Li Er's family, the young miss is awake?"
Gong Zhuoliang's heart trembled violently when a soft and childish female voice came, he felt that the voice was very familiar, but he was sure that there was no such little loli among the people he knew, so Gong Zhuoliang couldn't help opening his eyes again. His eyes turned to the person approaching the bed.
"Ruolan..."
A slightly weak and soft child's voice sounded, and Gong Zhuoliang was terrified again. Did the child's voice of Jiangnan water village come from himself? He has not had the opportunity to see his appearance and body after waking up these two times, and his consciousness is only now fully awake. Could it be that he has turned into a child
Wait, more importantly, why did I call out the name of this delicate little beauty? Do you still remember that she is the capable servant girl next to the madam, she is only fourteen this year, and she is one of the few people in the mansion who treats me well
"It's Miss Ruolan, wake up, wake up."
As soon as the fat woman saw the person, she immediately backed up a few steps to make way for the seat beside the bed. The warm smile on her face was completely different from the one just now.
"The madam asked me to tell the eldest lady something. My sister-in-law is tired after working for a long time, so let's go home first. I will just watch over the eldest lady's place."
Ruo Lan didn't show politeness to the servant woman, and gave her an order with a calm expression. After the servant woman left the room, she closed the door carefully, and then walked back to Gong Zhuoliang's bedside, with a smile on her face. Some sad looks.
"Second master... Miss, why are you bothering? Even if it's not for yourself, you should think about Aunt Wu. Knowing that something happened to you, Aunt Wu is crying so hard."
For Gong Zhuoliang, she untied the cloth belt that bound him, Ruo Lan helped him to sit leaning on the pillow, then sat on the edge of the bed and held Gong Zhuoliang's sore and numb arm, gently kneading it for him.
"How is my mother?"
It was another sentence that came out without thinking, Gong Zhuoliang pinched his brow with the other hand, the strange and familiar pictures in his mind gradually became a line, although not comprehensive, but enough for Gong Zhuoliang Zhuo Liang sorted out the life experience of this poor child he had taken... That is really a clichéd but very popular plot.
The name of this child is miraculously identical to his own name. In view of what happened to him today, Gong Zhuoliang temporarily classifies it as God's will.
According to the child's memory, Gong Zhuoliang knew that the current dynasty was called Tianchao, and that Emperor Hongzheng was in power. It was the 39th year of Hongzheng. Bai, he can only generally say that he is in ancient times!
Then there is the child's life experience, thank God, this child is a real boy, his father is the richest man in Bo City, it is said that his family is a Beijing official, and his mother is a piano master who was once famous in the south of the Yangtze River. In the eyes of the world, he was still J, and ended up marrying a businessman's wife, and there was a very jealous first wife in his family, so the life of their mother and son can be imagined.
And if this is the case, Gong Zhuoliang, as a concubine, is the serious master of the palace family after all, and he can live a peaceful life until he is an adult and separates the family. However, this era is just like the Ming Dynasty. Men's style is prevalent, and even rich families marry male concubines, and small households marry male concubines. It is not uncommon for people to marry men to fill their houses, so Mrs. Gong openly asked Gong Zhuoliang to be raised by her as a daughter. No one dares, and no one can oppose her decision, and Gong Zhuoliang's guilt-phobic father... there is no need to count on it.
"Aunt Wu cried so sadly that she fell asleep when she knew you were fine. I went to see her before I came, and she should be fine."
Ruo Lan kneaded Gong Zhuoliang's arms upwards, and when her eyes fell on the young man's pale and thin face, her nose couldn't help but feel sore. Poor Second Master, not to mention suffering for so many years in front of Da Furen, now he is driven to a dead end.
"Ruolan..."
Gong Zhuoliang looked down at his little hands like white chicken paws, and for a moment didn't know what to say to the little girl in front of him. The memory of the real child in his mind was fuzzy, and many details could not be coherent.
Gong Zhuoliang remembered that the child's sister-in-law had just married the eldest son of the local magistrate's family. It was said that the other party was a sick child who had been inseparable from medicine pots since childhood. I'm sorry, it's said to be dangerous, so their family got married with a businessman like the Gong family, but the bride eloped with the servants of the mansion when the wedding was approaching, so the Gong family took the similar-looking one to avoid guilt. The child went to serve as a post, and it was a wishful thinking of letting the child become a widow when the young master died of illness. In short, the child's life was completely ruined, but the Gong family could continue to prosper as the magistrate's in-laws... What a good plan.
Gong Zhuoliang lowered his head to hide the coldness in his eyes, how could he let these bastards get what they wanted? The child in my memory was a kind and filial child, but he was forced to death by these relatives. Now he is the one who survived. If he didn't teach them a lesson for the child, Gong Zhuoliang would despise himself.
"Miss...Second master! My good second master, my wife has already allowed Ruolan to marry you, and if you have Ruolan by your side in the future, you will not be bullied by others. If you take ten thousand steps back, even if you really want to be young in the future Deng Gufo...it will not be worse than it is now, please be sure to look at it."
Ruo Lan held Gong Zhuoliang's little hand tightly as she spoke, her eyes were red before she finished speaking, but she straightened her back and her pretty face was full of stubbornness, as if she wanted to use her own strength to support Gong Zhuoliang. Zhuo Liang is the same.
"Sister Ruolan..."
Gong Zhuoliang's eyes also turned red all of a sudden, he clenched his lips and looked at Ruo Lan pitifully, trying hard to restrain his instinct to shake off her hand, God knows where this little girl has such a strong hand, pinching herself so well It hurts so much!
"Second Master... Oh, I can't call you that anymore, Miss, anyway, Ruolan will be with you from now on, no matter where we go, let's live our lives well, don't be afraid, and, don't Call me slave girl again, and let people hear you as a joke."
Feeling distressed by Gong Zhuoliang's tearful eyes, Ruo Lan let go of his hand and took out her handkerchief, first gently wiped the corners of Gong Zhuoliang's eyes, then wiped her own eye sockets, put away the handkerchief and sat down again , hold Gong Zhuoliang's other arm and massage slowly.
"I get it, Ruolan... I won't commit suicide again, don't worry."
It was also very difficult for the 26-year-old Gong Zhuo to call a 14-year-old girl sister, but Ruo Lan's words gave him a step down, and his affection for the girl soared again, but when he thought about this The actual age of the body is only in his early twelfth year, and Gong Zhuoliang is depressed to find that he has to continue to pretend to be young for a long time.
In this age of superstition and feudalism, Gong Zhuoliang did not dare to show any abnormality. Once he was treated as a lunatic or something, he would not be able to escape even with his small body. Maybe he would be beaten by these "family members" Buried in the back mountain.
"Thank God, if you can think about it."
With Gong Zhuoliang's guarantee, Ruo Lan finally felt at ease. Although her second master was a soft-tempered man, he always kept his promises, and now it should be really exciting.
"Um… "
Infected by Ruo Lan's sincere smile, Gong Zhuoliang finally showed a smile on his face, but was interrupted by a "gurgling" sound, and Gong Zhuoliang felt a little embarrassed when his stomach was touched , Only then did he feel uncomfortably hungry, he hadn't eaten for a day.
"Madam ordered that you are not allowed to deliver food to you today... I can only bring in some of this, let's make a cushion first."
Taking out a small oiled paper bag from her bosom, Ruo Lan carefully opened it to reveal a piece of scallion pancake inside, wiped her hands, broke it into small pieces and fed them to Gong Zhuoliang, and carefully wrapped the oiled paper bag after he finished eating Hao hid it in his arms, making sure that there was no show of his feet, and helped Gong Zhuoliang to lie down again, then put on an indifferent expression and left.
What a good boy.
Seeing Ruo Lan's leaving back, Gong Zhuoliang sighed in his heart, then took a deep breath and put his hand between his legs, and then let out a long breath... It's okay, it's okay, although it's just a little one with no hair , but we are indeed a real man!