When I opened my eyes again, the night fell outside, and the light rain had stopped for some time. The bright white moon hung high in the night sky, and the stars disappeared in the night.
Su Kui was not hungry, and he had no appetite to eat, and the whole shop was a little too quiet. Lazily lying on the window lattice, she looked at the three-story attic diagonally opposite, with fragrant wind blowing at the door, which is the most famous flower house in Qingcheng, Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
She suddenly missed it a little.
Lianyan is the top brand of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and her regular customer. On the fifteenth day of the lunar new year, she would come to the store to select a few boxes of good rouge to take home, and Su Kui would wipe off her scraps every time, or give her a few pieces of her newly made pancreas as a bonus.
She looked at the small alley through the half-open flower window, and there were endless carriages. She guessed that Xiaoxiang Pavilion was chosen by the nobles to entertain guests. As the hottest top card in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, she naturally couldn't walk away.
Even today is fifteen.
It seems that she will not come.
Su Kui sighed, her finger flicked, and the flower window closed automatically. She raised her hand and waved out the candlestick, and buried herself in the fragrant bed again, intending to have a good night's sleep.
In the middle of the night, the door outside the shop was suddenly knocked to the sky. Su Kui had a headache and ignored it. She turned over and grabbed the fragrant brocade, blinded her head, and continued to fall asleep.
However, the people outside seemed to not give up until they reached their goals, and their actions became harder and harder.
She turned over and sat up, raised her wrists helplessly to cover her lips and yawned, her sleepy eyes wrapped in a cloak, and she pulled the embroidered shoes and walked downstairs.
The people outside obviously couldn't wait, and began to yell through their throats, "Miss Qingyue, Miss Qingyue! Open the door, I'm Bai Qiu, Miss Qingyue..."
The action of slamming the door came to nothing, Bai Qiucha couldn't help but slammed forward, and was firmly supported by a weak, boneless hand.
Su Kui held a green lotus lantern in her hand, glanced at her red palm and asked her, "This is in the middle of the night, what is it to disturb your dreams, but your lady wants rouge? Come in and sit, I'll get it for you. "
Before turning around, Bai Qiu's eyes were red and took her hand tightly, her voice couldn't stop panic, and choked up: "No, Miss Qingyue, go and see our lady, she, she can't do it... "
The beautiful pupils tightened, and Su Kui squinted her eyes, as if analyzing her words seriously, "You said, Lianming?"
"Yeah, you go and see her! Uuuuu... My lady is so pitiful, she, she..."
Su Kui frowned and raised her hand to interrupt her, "It's very serious? I said earlier that she will be in that kind of place and something will happen sooner or later, let's go, go and see!"
Bai Qiu hurriedly wiped away the tears, answered, and hurriedly led the way.
Su Kui closed the door and followed her quietly in from the back door of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. As soon as she entered the Lianyan room, she stopped.
The air was full of cold and dead air, and there seemed to be a bloody smell in her nose. She glanced at Bai Qiu, and she had automatically silenced her eyes, her eyes were swollen, and tears were falling down.
Gently lowering the green lotus lantern, she slowly walked towards the inner room that covered the gauze tent.
Lifting the gauze curtains, the bloody smell became heavier, making her frown, speeding up her pace, and hurried to the bedside.
Lian Ming's face was pale at this time, and there was no sense of popularity. She only vented while lying down, and had no air in. It was all because of the ginseng pieces in her mouth.