With a 'pop' sound, Su Qianle's other cheek was also slapped hard. Xia Chu's eyes showed a fierce look, holding her collar, and said to her word by word: "You Not worthy."
Xia Chu's slap was harder than before, and blood oozed from the corners of Su Qianle's mouth, but she didn't take it seriously. She just raised her eyebrows slightly and followed his hand sealing her collar. Looking at him along the way, he said with a sneer: "The young master is now a prisoner. How can he compare with the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance? I'm afraid he is not worthy of her."
Xia Chu pushed her to the wall, lowered his hand, and looked at her eyes flashing with gloating. Under the dim light, his eyes were as dark as stars in the distant sky. After a moment, he spoke softly: "I am not guilty." Forgiven.”
Su Qianle leaned against the wall and sat down, looking at him in disbelief: "How is that possible?"
Xia Chu said calmly: "Official documents will be posted in Dali Temple tomorrow. I have never lied to you."
Su Qianle shook her head and murmured: "Impossible. Impossible! You lied to me!"
Xia Chu looked at her with a trace of sadness in his heart: "Qianle, I'll give you a chance to look back."
Su Qianle suddenly paused, looked up at him, her eyes lit up.
For Su Qian'an's sake, Xia Chu continued: "You go to Dali Temple and tell the truth about King Yu, and I will send you out of the capital privately and spare your life."
Su Qianle's newly shining eyes turned cold for a moment. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the flash of extravagant hope in her eyes. She walked to the bed and found that there were no shoes. She raised her head and asked Xia Chu gently. He said: "Master, do you have any shoes?"
Xia Chu frowned slightly, walked to the cabinet where Xiao Mubai had just taken the clothes, rummaged through it, and actually asked him to find a pair of shoes worn by a woman. He didn't care whether they fit her feet, so he took them out and threw them on the bed. side.
Su Qianle originally thought that this outfit and cloak were specially prepared for her, but it wasn't until she put on the shoes that she realized they were a size or two too big, and she laughed bitterly at herself.
Sure enough, I still thought too much...
Su Qianle wore shoes that didn't fit her feet, and she could barely walk after trying. She asked Xia Chu softly, "Master, can you accompany me to the last place?"
Xia Chu frowned and looked suspicious: "What tricks do you want to play again?"
Su Qianle's eyes were filled with mist and disappointment, and her tone was soft and timid: "Young Master should know better about my body, so what can I do to you?"
Seeing her frail appearance, Xia Chu walked to the door and asked her, "Where are you going?"
Su Qianle followed up and walked up to him, her eyes full of love and tenderness: "All gambling houses."
Xia Chu pinched her eyebrows and did not look at her. Then she opened the door and led the way.
Su Qianle followed behind him and walked out of the room.
Xiao Mubai, who was next door, heard the sound of the door opening, but never heard Xia Chu calling him. He opened the door and saw their figures walking towards the door, so he followed them from a distance.
In the capital, there are only two places where lights stay on all night long.
In addition to brothels, there are gambling houses.
Xia Chu took Su Qianle around one by one and visited all the gambling houses he knew in the capital. He looked at Su Qianle holding a thick stack of banknotes in her arms and said coldly to her: "It's all over, it's time for you to go to Dali Temple with me."
Su Qianle walked towards him, stuffed the banknotes into his arms, and said softly: "Qianle earned all this money. I heard from my brother that you used a lot of rare medicines to cure me. I think so, after all, I had tuberculosis at the beginning, and others were helpless."
Xia Chu took a cursory glance and saw that each one contained one hundred taels. Such a thick pile amounted to at least hundreds of thousands taels. He raised his eyebrows in surprise.
In this life and past life, didn’t you know that Su Qianle was so good at gambling
Su Qianle seemed to have noticed his doubts and kept smiling sweetly: "Of course, the money is also due to the young master. When there were gambling tables around, I bought every room. The young master couldn't get out of Dali Temple. I originally wanted to I will keep it as a burden for you and me on the road, but now I have given the young master the right to repay the original medicine money, and I, Su Qianle, owe you everything I owe you!"
The more Xia Chu heard her words, the more wrong she said, and her eyes gradually became more serious: "You have no intention of looking back at all?"
"When did I say I would look back?" Su Qianle seemed to have heard a big joke.
Her face condensed, and there was resentment in her eyes: "The young master kept saying that he would give me a way to live, but he sent me out of the capital. The young master doesn't know my way of living. Has it always been you? Any road without you is a dead end. ! If we can't be together alive, then we can become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, and Qian Le will be content."
Xia Chu didn't expect that she could be so stubborn at this time. He pinched his eyebrows and was about to tell her the truth. He just said: "Qianle, I..."
But Su Qianle threw away his outstretched hand like crazy: "It's late, young master, do you know... how much you hurt my heart? My heart is already dead, dead!"
Xia Chu pursed her lips and took a step forward.
Su Qianle retreated slumped. The shoes that didn't fit her feet made her stagger a little, and she half fell to the ground.
She supported the snow with one hand, stood up tremblingly, pointed at Xia Chu who came forward with one hand and spoke angrily: "When you first rejected my silk pa, at the inn you exchanged your feelings with that bitch in front of me. When, when you confessed your love to that bitch in the spring breeze of Chinese Valentine's Day, when you knew clearly that she liked Xu Wenlan and still shouted her name after being drunk, I was already dead, dead, You know..."
She screamed, tears streaming down her face, and her expression of grief frightened Xia Chu.
He originally thought that Su Qianle had walked out, but he never thought that she had just pretended to be nonchalant in front of him for a long time.
And those things, bit by bit, without his knowledge, accumulated so deeply and became so heavy...
Xia Chu's mood at this time was very complicated. Disappointment, pity, hatred, and regret were all mixed together. He called her in a dull voice: "Qian Le..."
Su Qianle cried and laughed: "Do you know what my only way to survive is? His Highness King Yu gave me that opportunity. He said he had a way to ruin your reputation. Then, you would only have me, only me!"
Su Qianle walked towards Xia Chu, acting crazy and staggering, with a smile on his face but tears on his face: "Young master, you and I can find a quiet place, find some happiness, and enjoy peace and quiet. I will protect you." One person’s heart, isn’t that good?”
Xia Chu was shaken by her shoulders vigorously, his face was full of sympathy and sadness, and he slowly shook his head.
"Yes, you don't want to, so you force me to go to hell with you!" Su Qianle pushed him hard, then looked around, with a determined look on his face, and shouted: "Come out!"
(End of chapter)