Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 148 Worry
Huixian Tower is the largest brothel in the capital city, where there is endless singing and dancing every night, and the charming smile of the singer is reflected in the interlacing of wine and wine.

Sun Fuzhi ate a meal in Huixianlou very calmly. Hearing the sound of the pipa from downstairs, he couldn't help asking Mu Xiaoxiao: "Can you play the pipa?"

Mu Xiaoxiao paused, then smiled: "Of course I will, young master, do you want to listen to a song?"

"Okay." For some unknown reason, Sun Fuzhi agreed.

Mu Xiaoxiao ordered Xiaojin to fetch the pipa.

The music outside gradually died down, as if making room for her appearance.

Tonight, Mu Xiaoxiao wore a scallion white skirt, which complemented her snow-white complexion. Her jet-black hair was combed into a bun, and a magnolia was inserted obliquely in the bun. The pearls collided with her movements, Make a crisp and pleasant sound.

She was sitting there with her pipa in her arms, Qianqian's ten fingers waving the strings, her eyes drooping, covering the loneliness flowing in her eyes, but not the broken loneliness contained in her eyebrows.

Sun Fuzhi stared at Mu Xiaoxiao in a daze, his eyes were not at all charming, as if he was distressed, but also as if he was in deep pain.

Once upon a time, there was also someone who moved the capital with a pipa.

But fate is unpredictable, beauty sells bones
The lingering sound of the pipa lingered in Sun Fuzhi's ears. Ever since he got the jade pendant, he always thought of the bloody figure in the rainy night.

At that time, Ah Jing was so young, she obviously didn't know anything, but the moment her mother fell down, she cried louder than ever.

He didn't remember how Ah Jing escaped from his embrace, and how he came back to life in the desolate rainy night.

Everything that happened 17 years ago was like a lingering nightmare.

If you can go back to the past, if you can do it all over again.
Zheng!
The strings snapped suddenly, and bright red blood trickled down the fingers, hurting Sun Fuzhi's eyes.

Xiao Jin exclaimed, and quickly took the pipa over: "Miss, are you alright?"

Mu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, and shook her head enduring the pain: "It's okay, it's just a small injury, go and get the medicine box."

"Yes." Xiao Jin replied, opened the curtain and entered the room.

Sun Fuzhi got up and walked to Mu Xiaoxiao's side, pulling her injured hand with a calm face.

"Sun Gongzi?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him puzzled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

The other party said: "Don't move, the wound is very deep, if it is not handled well, it may leave a scar."

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoxiao really didn't move, and she didn't care if she left scars or not, but Yunniang knew about it, and she couldn't help but get hurt.

After a while, Xiao Jin came back with the medicine box in her arms. Seeing her girl's hand being held by Sun Fuzhi, her face immediately sank.

She walked over loudly, put the medicine box on the table, took out a bottle of golden sore medicine, and said to Sun Fuzhi: "Mr. Sun, please let go, I'm going to give the girl some medicine."

Sun Fuzhi didn't seem to notice that her complexion was ugly, and just took the medicine in her hand expressionlessly.

"." Xiao Jin was annoyed, because she thought that Sun Fuzhi was different from those frivolous young masters, but she didn't expect that he was also a person who was greedy for beauty!
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't think so, she could tell that Sun Fuzhi didn't think too much about her, the affection in his eyes was like the worry between relatives.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help being stunned, why did she see such a look in Sun Fuzhi's eyes?
Sun Fuzhi didn't know what was going on in her heart, he only dealt with the wound on her hand seriously.

From the first time we met, he had a different feeling for Mu Xiaoxiao.

That feeling was amazing, it couldn't be described in words, but it was enough to make him want to take the initiative to get close, not admiration, just wanting to get close.

After treating the wound, Sun Fuzhi explained a few more words in a tone like a serious and rigid elder.

This gave Mu Xiaoxiao an illusion, as if his father's exhortations when he was a child were clearly caring, but there was a sense of majesty everywhere.

Seeing her looking at him, Sun Fuzhi suddenly realized something, coughed twice, and said: "It's getting late, I should go, I'm really sorry for hurting you tonight."

Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head: "I was not careful, so you don't have to blame yourself for it."

"Don't be too tired these few days, and remember not to do heavy work," Sun Fuzhi got up to say goodbye to her, "I've bothered you a lot tonight, so I'll take my leave first."

"Okay." Mu Xiaoxiao turned to Xiaojin and said, "Send Mr. Sun out."

Xiao Jin reluctantly agreed.

Mu Xiaoxiao opened the door and went out, standing by the railing, watching the thin figure gradually go away through the heavy lights.

She entered the brothel at the age of 12, and she was used to seeing romance, but it was rare to see real worry in people's eyes.

Where did the worry in Sun Fuzhi's eyes come from?

After the beginning of winter, the weather in the capital was getting colder and colder. Ling Youyao was afraid of the cold, so she asked someone to light up the stove early, wrapped in fox fur, and then quickly tapped on the abacus.

Yinzhu helped her look at the accounts together, and said: "Princess, Qianzhen Pavilion's income in the past half month alone is 700 taels. According to this situation, it will soon be able to pay back."

Ling Youyao stopped and said, "That's right, there are indeed so many."

"The biggest restaurant in Beijing is only about 2000 taels a month. Wangfei, you are really amazing."

"It's not a big deal. When we serve new dishes next month, we will earn more money."

Hearing this, Yinzhu asked curiously: "Princess, how did you come up with those dishes?"

Ling Youyao smiled meaningfully and said, "I dreamed about it in a dream."

Yinzhu: "." Can there be these in dreams?

Of course not in the dream, after all, those were all eaten by Ling Youyao, she put down her abacus and asked, "Is the prince back?"

"Not yet," Yin Zhu said, "something seems to have happened in the palace these days, the prince has not seen anyone for several days."

Ling Youyao's expression changed: "What happened in the palace?"

Yinzhu hesitated a little, not knowing whether she should tell her, "Princess, I just heard about it. There are rumors outside that Yu Guogong once fell in love with a brothel woman and had a child."

Ling Youyao had heard about this incident, and after she and Pei Ce reported that incident, rumors spread about Duke Yu's Mansion in Beijing.

But after so long, why are the rumors that had dissipated brought up again?
Yinzhu continued: "But this time it's different. In the past, outsiders only said that Duke Yu's illegitimate son was dead, but now they say that not only is the child not dead, but he is even in the palace."

Ling Youyao frowned: "In the palace?"

"Yes," Yinzhu lowered her voice suddenly, "They guessed that the person might be your concubine."

Hearing the words Ling concubine, Ling Youyao was completely uneasy. Could Ling Ling be the illegitimate daughter of Duke Yu?Then isn't she and Su Lingxi half-sisters?
"No," Ling Youyao silently denied her thoughts, "It's not Su Lingxi who should worry about this, but the Queen Mother."

If Lingling is really the exiled daughter of the Su family, then she and Fu Xiuyun are first cousins.

(End of this chapter)