Chapter 32 The second bowl of soup (2)
It is impossible to say that there is no love. Hongluan is just the daughter of an ordinary family. Before the love affair was opened, she was attracted by the Lord Shangshu and was taken into the mansion. Later, she grew up. How could she not be moved by the handsome, young and promising Lord Shangshu? But if you really want to say love, there are probably not so many. Shangshu had married her wife before taking her, and after she even took other concubines. Hongluan regarded him as her only man in her heart, but he hugged her, so happy. In addition, the hatred of killing herself, the love had long turned into a monstrous hatred.
Qinghuan asked: "If he dies, will you be sad?"
Hongluan was stunned for a moment and said, "I am dead too, he should have come to accompany me long ago."
Upon hearing this, Qinghuan chuckled. In her opinion, Hongluan was a person with great merits, but the Lord Shangshu may not have. The two were destined not to meet at Naihe Bridge. Only ghosts with obsessions would pass through this path of the underworld. The others had long been hooked by the ghosts to the Yan Luo Palace and listened to the judge's verdict, and they were either punished or reincarnated.
...Hey, it's so strange, how could she know this?
Qinghuan was just feeling suspicious. The next second, she found herself lying on the embroidered bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw a bright red curtain of bed, and the smell of incense came from around her.
This is no longer a Naihe Bridge. She blinked and suddenly heard a low magnetic man's voice full of concern: "Don't move, don't move, are you okay? I just heard Cui'er say that you fainted, but I was frightened."
He is a handsome and slender man. At this moment, he was wearing an official uniform and seemed to have just left the court. Qinghuan immediately realized that he was possessed by Hongluan before his death. Looking at the gentle attitude of the man in front of him, it must not be when he was sunk, either when he was in love or when he was pregnant for the first time. Qinghuan remembered Hongluan's wish - "Give a pair of children safely and let them grow up safely." In other words, if she is pregnant at this moment, she must protect her.
The man's warm palm covered her belly and said softly: "Now you are also going to be a mother. Don't be so willful anymore. Wu Fang has a gentle and peaceful personality. If you don't mess with her, she will definitely not cause trouble for you. Be good, okay?"
Qinghuan's mind was very fast, and immediately realized that this was Hongluan's first pregnancy. It was time for Lord Shangshu to learn that he was a father and was kind to her again. Before that, under the plot of the woman named Wu Fang, Lord Shangshu was basically full of disgust with Hongluan, but this child brought a turning point. However, soon, Hongluan was miscarried by Wu Fang's plot, which made Lord Shangshu increasingly dislike her.
Hongluan's eyes were very ordinary, either almond or phoenix eyes. Although her appearance was beautiful, she was not so arrogant. This was also why Lord Shangshu was so tired of her quickly. But when Qinghuan entered this body, the most seductive thing about her was her eyes. In those years in Yixiangyuan, she could express her vividly, whether she was pitiful or innocent. Now seeing Lord Shangshu's expression was gentle, she had tears in her eyes and said softly: "Does there still be maids and concubines in the heart of the master? Maids and concubines thought that the master would never want to see maids and concubines again. This heart... was really painful."
Lord Shangshu seemed to be moved by her words. He held Qinghuan's hand and said, "Okay, don't think about it anymore. At the moment, your most important task is to give birth to a big fat boy for me safely. Do you understand?"
Qinghuan's eyes were like tears and complaining, and it was so comfortable that Lord Shangshu could not say that it was comfortable. I was in vain for so many years in Yixiangyuan. There were countless women in this brothel. Qinghuan could firmly occupy the courtesan for ten years, which was never only because of her appearance, but also because of her temperament and eyes. Even the old Jianghu Hualian was easily seduced by her, let alone Lord Shangshu who came from a famous family? Then Wu Fang was just a little maid. To put it bluntly, she was just a family prostitute. With such a little ability, she could play Lord Shangshu all around. How could Qinghuan lose to her?
This wish is much simpler than the previous one. At least she doesn't have to face four men at the same time, and she is such a humble and unfavorable identity - although this identity is not particularly good, compared to the brothel woman who can only be trampled on by others, Qinghuan is now very satisfied.
"My maids and concubines have been with the master for many years and finally got the master's flesh and blood. Master, please rest assured. Maids and concubines will definitely take care of themselves."
Lord Shangshu was surprised: "Hongluan, you are actually sensible too! It seems that what Zhu Fang said is right. It's all my fault for spoiling you too much before. Once you get a little cold, you will become so obedient."
Upon hearing this, Qinghuan was delighted. It turned out that Wu Fang could not completely hook Lord Shangshu away at this moment! So she lowered her head, knowing how beautiful and sad this angle would be: "I used to be so jealous, but now I understand that the master is the master. If the master wants to love, he will love whoever he wants, how can he control him?"
Although he was talking about self-pity, the words revealed between the lines were all jealous tenderness and sweetness! Especially the ending sound, soft, soft and coquettish, which made Lord Shangshu feel itchy. Speaking of which... since he had Wu Fang, he seemed to have not touched Hongluan again for a long time.
Qinghuan controlled the charm of not seeing her lover. Her current performance is perfect. At the beginning, the madam said that she was talented and likes whatever she learned. If she wanted to act, she would first treat herself as the person in the play, right? She borrowed other people's bodies and her heart was beating in her chest, so she naturally had to do her loyalty.
"Why did you suddenly smell a sour smell?"
Qinghuan was very shy and gently hit the shoulder of Lord Shangshu. He was intimate and did not seem disrespectful, and he happened to grasp a certain degree. Lord Shangshu also felt that he would not meet much for a month, and Hongluan's temperament suddenly changed greatly. If it weren't for the familiar and beautiful face, he would almost not recognize him. But when he thought about it, it must be because of his pregnancy. I heard that most women are like this. Once they are pregnant, their temperament will change.
"Master!" Qinghuan whispered softly and begged with his eyes: "I know that the master is busy with business, but... tonight, can you stay in Hongluan's room? You haven't been here for more than a month..." As he said that, he felt a sense of grievance.
Chapter completed!