Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Those strong men took a step forward.

Xia Lingge only glanced at the Madam, then calmly sat down opposite the Madam, picked up the teapot on the table and poured two cups of tea, put one cup in front of the Madam, and picked up the other one and blew it gently: "Your old eyes are really beautiful." Very poisonous.”

The madam looked at her with sharp eyes, and seeing the "please" in her words, he snorted with some pride and disdain and said: "I have been in the flower house for nearly thirty years, what kind of girl have I not seen? Not to mention you, as long as that rabbit stands in front of me, I can tell whether it is male or female with just one glance."

She stared at Xia Lingge's face, and her voice suddenly changed: "I think the girl's appearance is considered to be first-class, and her cold temperament should be top-notch. How about it, are you interested in making money with me? Mom, I Yeah, I can definitely turn you into a celebrity that all kinds of dignitaries are coveting."

Xia Lingge swatted away the round fan that the madam stretched out, and looked at her intently: "Looking at me so carefully, don't you think I look familiar?"

The madam paused, then she shook her fan and continued to stare at Xia Lingge, but this time her eyes were not looking at the estimated goods, but really staring at her and recalling where she had seen him.

"It's you?"

The Madam's voice was a little hesitant at first, but then she said firmly as if she was sure of something: "It is indeed you. If you don't take good care of me in the Wen Mansion, what are you doing here?"

Sure enough, we know each other...

Xia Lingge knew that things were not that simple since she heard the boatman say that the boat broke down in front of Panjin Pavilion that night when he played the pipa music.

She couldn't circumnavigate the entire city in the boat, but half of it was more than enough. The boat was gliding very slowly, and the flow of the lake was no faster than the stream. It was really not that easy to anchor the boat.

So the only explanation is that these are all designed by someone.

Although Fanjin Pavilion is a flower building, it is the place where most dignitaries gather. If you really want to become famous all over the world, this is the best place. As long as it appears 'naturally', no one will compare a good girl with a brothel girl. Mixed together, because here, their concepts are different.

"Of course I'm here to reminisce about the past with my mother."

Xia Lingge refilled the tea cup and continued to ask leisurely.

The old madam snorted coldly, her tone rising in pitch: "In the past? Haha... what's there to remember about those things about old ladies and rotten millet? Maybe you are now attracted by a certain young master of the Wen family, and you are about to be married into the house. Are you a concubine?"

Xia Lingge said nothing and continued to pour tea.

But when the madam saw that she was calm and calm, and even had a slightly cold look in her eyes, she felt a little guilty in her heart. She shook her fan and suddenly smiled exaggeratedly: "Oh, what I said just now was all a joke. When you were in our building, my mother, I I’ve taken good care of you, you won’t turn against me and be ruthless just because you want to marry into the Wen family, right?”

Xia Lingge still didn't speak.

The madam rolled her eyes and asked tentatively: "Are you...really going to marry into the Wen family and become a concubine? Will you marry the eldest son of the Wen family, Wen Youliang, or the second young master of the Wen family, Wen Yumo?"

Xia Lingge picked up the tea cup and blew lightly with an expressionless expression: "What do you think?"

The old bustard's movement of shaking the round fan froze and he said: "Second Young Master, I guess it must be the Second Young Master! I thought back then I said that you and the Second Young Master were destined to be together. Look, it's here now, isn't it?"

Xia Lingge smiled lightly as if shy, "Yes, but I can barely remember the scene when we first met him."

The old bustard snorted: "What can't you remember? Not long after you were sold into the business by your father, after learning the craft for a few months, he arranged for you to sell... art. At that time, you covered your face. , standing in the middle of the flower stage, that beautiful dance immediately captivated the second young master of the Wen family, and redeemed you on the spot. In fact, you can now enter the Wen Mansion to eat well, and I am a matchmaker. No less effort.”

In other words, Wen Yumo took a look at the figure and face of the original owner, and secretly sold him to arrange a clean life experience and a resounding reputation, so that he could approach Wen Youliang naturally and act as a "career".

Xia Lingge played with the teacup: "Mom just said, my father..."

The madam was a little confused, "What happened to your father?" Looking at her confused look, it was obvious that the original owner's father was not a frequent visitor. Xia Lingge had no desire to continue asking. She turned the teacup and looked at the tea surface. There were slight ripples, and he murmured: "Can I ask again, what was the name of the flower I had in the building before?"

"Lan Qing."

……

Xia Lingge stepped out of Panjin Pavilion. "Yuzhu" and "Lanqing" were all names of the original owner, but they were not her original appearance.

The original owner also had a father, and I think I should be able to figure out the original owner's name from her father's mouth, but this father didn't sound like a good one, and he actually sold his daughter into a flower house.

But that's fine,

If the money-grubbing father heard that his daughter was marrying into a powerful landlord's family, he would definitely come to find her. Wouldn't it be very easy then?

But, how can she marry into the Yao family safely...

As she was thinking about it, she suddenly stopped.

The snow-white robe was fluttering in the wind, and the ink-like black hair was tied at the root by a silver hairband. He held the ball in his hand and turned it from time to time.

He was not surprised when he saw her, he just looked at her quietly without saying anything.

Xia Lingge walked over and saluted him: "Young Master."

"Why are you dressed like this? I almost didn't recognize you." Wen Youliang said softly, "Go back, it will be night time soon."

"Master."

Xia Lingge called out and made him stop: "You have seen it, I just came out of Panjin Pavilion."

Wen Youliang didn't say anything, and Xia Lingge continued: "Actually, you know, I am a craftsman sent by the Second Master to you to seduce/seduce you."

Wen Youliang finally turned around and looked at her: "What do you want to say?"

Xia Lingge took a few steps and slowly approached him, but stopped three steps away. She raised her eyes and stared quietly into Wen Youliang's eyes, "I have never thought about helping the second master with anything. I think the eldest young master can do it too." I feel that I have never been a qualified 'craftsman', and I prefer the stability of the eldest master's place to the fear of the second master's place."

Wen Youliang looked at her: "So?"

Xia Lingge said: "So, even if I marry into the Yao family, I will definitely stand by the eldest young master. As long as the eldest young master wants to get it, I will try my best."

Wen Youliang was silent. He stared at her quietly for a long time and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice with some unknown meaning: "You said so much, do you want to marry into the Yao family?"

Xia Lingge was also unambiguous: "Yes."

"why?"

"I have been through hard times for too long, and I also want to taste the sweetness." (End of Chapter)