After traveling to ancient times for so long, Gu Qingqiao has a secret that cannot be revealed.
She secretly hid a person in Maoshan behind Shangshu Mansion.
Every ninth day of the lunar month, she will give this person something
.
It was another appointed day, and she carried a huge sack and climbed towards the mountain.
Turning around seven times and turning around eight times, turning left and right, shouting, walking out of breath.
After finally reaching the entrance of the cave, she got angry and kicked towards the gate with a volley: "Grandma, you bear, don't come out to pick up your uncle!"
There was a moment of silence in the cave, "Crack!"
A green lightning flashed out, and quickly gave her a slap in the face.
"Wooooo." She burst into tears of pain, and immediately changed her words, "Master, please forgive me."
After entering the cave, I saw the culprit lying lazily on the stone, with green vines twisting in his hands like a snake.
"Are you disgusting?"
She gave him a white look, and at the same time threw the sack to the ground.
Crashing, everything spilled out, all dead animals—chickens, ducks, geese, and unknown birds.
Even though she had seen it too many times, she was still a little blue.
"Yo - knowing that it's terrible, you still send it to me. Wouldn't it be more disgusting to be hypocritical?"
The man smiled at her, with a beautiful spring and tenderness.
"Come on—" She had just suffered a loss, and it was the anger in her heart, "If I hadn't sent you these filth, would you be able to stand here properly now?"
The person opposite quickly suppressed his smile.
The cold wind was blowing in the cave, and the temperature dropped to freezing point.
"Woohoo." Sighing in her heart, she had no choice but to continue wiping away her tears, "...uncle, please forgive Xiaoqiao this time again."
"Pick them all up."
The man had a cold, hibiscus face, his chin raised like a proud peacock.
He never bows his head in front of people
.
She knew this rule three years ago.
Hypocritical, Gu Qingqiao complained in his heart, crouched down resignedly and stretched out his arms—
Snapped!
His palm was suddenly stepped on.
again
She rolled her eyes, said nothing, moved her joints and tried to pull her hand out.
But that foot seemed to be rooted on the back of her hand, no matter how much she moved it, she just refused to let go.
Circle you a fork.
She was in a hurry, and secretly exerted a lot of strength.
hiss.
That foot was still motionless, but a layer of skin had already peeled off her palm, which was burning with pain.
"Lu Zizheng!"
Now she was really angry, she raised her face and stared at him fiercely, "Grandma's hands are useless, don't even think about eating her neck!"
"It's okay." The man's smile was even wider, as bright as a spring peach, "I can't eat the necks of chickens and ducks, I prefer people who eat people."
Amidst the chatter and laughter, the feet were not loosened.
"You male peacock who is neither human nor demon—" Gu Qingqiao yelled angrily, "I curse you in the future, if you have a daughter or a son or a son, your whole family will not live to be thirty years old. Only when my old mother was blind will I save you... ah! "
With a light hand, she was uprooted and her jaw was clamped severely.
The person on the other side looked at him quietly, his pupils were like a dark pool, which made people fall unconsciously.
"... How many times have I told you this, don't call me 'not human or demon', huh?"
His voice was so gentle, but it made all the hairs on her body stand on end.
"Woohoo." She hurriedly faltered twice to show her surrender, for fear that he would really jump over and bite her neck
.
Lu Zizheng glanced at her already bright red palm, sighed almost inaudibly, and let her go.
"It's just for fun, why are you so serious?"
He stared at her with a hint of reproach.
Is there such a thing to play? Gu Qingqiao felt helpless, but she didn't dare to make a mistake, so she nodded obediently: "Try to be more sloppy next time."
After returning from the danger in the mountains, Gu Qingqiao felt that a layer of skin had been peeled off her whole body.
That Lu Zizheng has always liked to play games that tortured her, and he never got tired of it for three years, and he would not stop until he saw blood every time.
What a freak.
She sighed, wondering if she had done something evil in her previous life to be tricked by him like this in this life.
Their encounter was originally a legend—three years ago, she picked up him who was seriously injured in the garden. She wanted to abandon his body in the wilderness, but unexpectedly, he grabbed his ankle tightly and refused to let go. Feeling soft-hearted for a moment, she secretly hid him in Maoshan, but she was eaten to death from then on, and was forced to become the devil's servant girl.
However, Lu Zizheng's illness was really strange, and he had to eat a certain amount of raw necks to be cured. At first, he proposed to eat people's necks, which scared Qing Qiao almost to the point of rolling down the mountain. In the end, the two finally reached an agreement - Gu Qingqiao would provide him with a sufficient number of animal necks every month, while Lu Zizheng would obediently stay in the cave and not harm the world.
Woohoo, it's really rare for a strange woman like me who has the courage to sacrifice the small self to complete the big self!
Every time she thinks about this matter, she can't help shedding tears of admiration for herself.
Back at Shangshu Mansion, Dongxi said that a distinguished guest had been waiting for a long time, she opened the door and saw that it was Duan Yu.
"What are you doing here?"
She has never been very angry with Duan Yu - it's just a pure cooperative relationship, why bother to be hypocritical? I'm afraid in his heart, her worth is not as good as a bowl of braised pork!
But Duan Yu seemed to be in the right mood, with a smile on his face: "Tonight at the Beijing Lantern Festival, I made a special trip to take you to play—why, so you don't care about it?"
"...Is there anything delicious?" She narrowed her eyes slightly and swallowed, "I'm so hungry
. "
"Yes, there are all kinds of snacks, everything you need." Successfully, he couldn't help clapping his hands, "Your father has promised me to take you out, let's go."
Wangchen Pavilion, the number one restaurant in Beijing, is located by the moat.
This evening coincided with the annual Lantern Festival, and people put lanterns in the water one after another to express their good wishes. Looking from the top floor of Wangchen Pavilion, the river water is like a jade belt covered with pearls, which is very moving.
Qing Qiao leaned on the railing alone, her eyes were clouded.
She remembered that she used to take the night train, passing through the dark mountains, listening to the whistling wind, and finally saw the stars in the distance, gradually stretching out—that was the city, and her home was inside. Among the countless lights, one must be lit for her.
But now, she went in the wrong direction and couldn't find her way home,
"Qing Qiao, why don't you come over to eat?" Duan Yu drank tea in the inner room. "I'm listening to them singing!" She smiled and pointed to the painting boat in the river, on which stood a few singing girls in white clothes, "They are all so beautiful and their voices are beautiful."
Duan Yu smiled slightly: "They are also considered one of the wonderlands of this lantern festival. Every year, many princes and princes come here to spend a lot of money just to get a beautiful woman."
Qing Qiao let out a "huh".
"Why, are you envious?" Duan Yu teased her, "Are you envious of her beauty, or of her wealth?"
"Neither of them." Qing Qiao shook, "However, if it's a beautiful family like a flower, it's just like a year gone by. Could it be that I will continue to sing like this for the rest of my life? If it were me, I would definitely find a way to leave as soon as possible."
Then she turned around and looked at the river, wondering what she was thinking.
Duan Yu stared at her silently, his brows furrowed inch by inch.
The wind was very strong that night, and it bulged the girl's sleeves, like a butterfly spreading its wings.
He suddenly had an urge to chop off the wings with a sword, and let the butterfly stay here, never to leave again in this life.
He sat quietly in the corner, his face was like a lamp, bright and dark, dark and bright again.