After losing my memory, I became a soft double for the general

Chapter 2 Using means
Su Mei was so frightened that she hurriedly got up, backed away again and again, frowning frequently, she was so frightened that she almost knelt in front of Jiang Ling, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I'm sorry, I accidentally soiled my clothes."

Finally, the tears in the eyes fell down, but the hibiscus face looked like summer flying clouds, like spring peach blossoms, summer lotus, and even the neck of bully Saixue showed a beautiful light pink.

Jiang Ling frowned, her cold pool-like pupils became more and more unfathomable, she only looked at her coldly, every move and expression of hers could not escape his eyes, until the frown deepened, The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the fear and strangeness towards him in Su Mei's eyes did not seem to be faking.

She really didn't know him anymore.

Su Mei looked flustered, and once again mustered up the courage to go forward, and took out an embroidered handkerchief to wipe Jiang Ling's chest that was wet with wine.

But the closer she got to Jiang Ling, the redder her face became. Because of nervousness and fear, her pupils shrank slightly, and her tears were like strings of broken beads. This robe, Su Mei will wash the clothes and bring them to the Lord, okay?"

Jiang Ling's eyebrows were furrowed tightly, her complexion darkened, but her heart was tightly clenched in one place, her hurt and frightened eyes, her flattering words were like a sharp knife piercing his heart, he grasped Su Mei's hand, That hand seemed weak and boneless, the fingertips were slightly white, with a hint of coolness, and said angrily: "Enough."

During the month when she disappeared, did she also try to please the man next to her like she did to him today?
Thinking of this, Jiang Ling's face sank like water, the chill between her eyebrows and eyes seemed to condense into frost, and she suddenly loosened Su Mei's hand, Su Mei's face turned pale, tears filled her eyes, and the red ends of her eyes looked like Compassionate and flattering.

Jiang Ling's heart softened. After all, she was reluctant to speak harshly to her, so she just said lightly, "You don't need to serve here."

When did Qin Zhen talk to him in such a low voice, and when did she want to take the initiative to please him.

Qin Zhen is the daughter of Grand Master Qin, she is beautiful and cruel, like a rose with thorns.

It's no wonder that Jiang Ling is angry. Although Su Mei and Qin Zhen look exactly the same, but she has a low eyebrow and a timid temper, but Su Mei is just a stand-in after all. When she buys it back with money, she needs to train it well. , and she came from a humble background, and she will be attached to him in the future, and what kind of temperament she will be trained is not up to him, Jiang Ling.

Zhao Yu felt that Jiang Ling didn't need to be so entangled, she was just a stand-in.

After Jiang Ling's probing just now, he can already conclude that Qin Zhen really doesn't remember him. He looks at him with strange and scared eyes, and his timid and cautious behavior doesn't seem to be pretending.

He sneered, drank the fine wine in his glass, and said in his heart: It's okay to forget, with her temperament, she will definitely find it difficult to be wronged when she learns the fate of the Qin family, and she will only spend the rest of her life in endless hatred.

There is still a lingering fragrance of beauty in the palm of his hand. Qin Zhen's favorite fragrance is the elegant fragrance of pear blossom. When will he use this tacky and strong spice? bitter.

The sweetheart he had kept in his heart for more than ten years actually forgot what he said, and the unwillingness and desire to possess came to his heart again, and he crushed the white porcelain wine glass in his hand.

Zhao Yu has seen Jiang Ling's craziest appearance, and knows that he can do anything for that Miss Qin. If they hadn't known each other for 20 years, it would be difficult for him to see that under his cold and handsome face, his heart was already It's a huge wave.

But a stand-in made him react like this. If that Miss Qin was standing in front of him at this moment, even if she wanted his life, he would be willing to give it.

If it were him, he would buy Su Mei back, even if it was just a substitute, it would be good to talk about comfort.

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Ling's eyes, and carefully probed: "Brother Jiang, do you want to buy Miss Su?"

Jiang Ling held the cup in her hand, her face sinking like water. A month ago, he rushed back to the capital from the northwest around the clock, only to get the news that Qin Zhen was buried in the fire, and how she was sent thousands of miles away. Outside of Yangzhou, she was reduced to a singing girl with no memory at all. What happened in the middle?He has to check them out one by one.

Today, the decree is to exile Qin Taishi and his family for three thousand miles to the northwest. The evidence of Qin Taishi's crime is convincing. Turned into ashes, more than [-] members of the Qin family died in the flames.

Only Qin Zhen was sent to Yangzhou. If he hadn't kept Qin Zhen in his heart for more than ten years, it would have been difficult to connect the singing girl Su Mei with Qin Taishi's daughter Qin Zhen, and why she now has an extra cinnabar mole. , and why did he lose his memory, and who caused the fire?
Thinking of this, he said coldly: "No need."

If someone wants to harm Qin Zhen, Yangzhou City is safer than Beijing City.

Su Mei hugged the pipa and almost ran away in a hurry. It was her first time serving someone, but she ended up in such a mess. When she left the private room, Su Mei breathed a sigh of relief, but felt uneasy again.

Nanny Li is right, although the master in the house seems to be a bit cold-tempered and moody, but these singers raised in Anlefang, to put it mildly, are bought to be concubines, but in reality they are A plaything, but compared to those wealthy businessmen, the one in the room is already her best choice.

Even if, as that Mr. Zhao said, being used as a substitute is better than being bought by those wealthy businessmen and tortured in every possible way.

But just now, she was too scared and too nervous. In her memory, she had never made such an intimate move with another man.

But now is not the time for nervousness and fear, she managed to calm down her nervousness, and the remaining trace of reason told her that she would find a way to get Mr. Jiang to buy her. Fortunately, Mr. Jiang has not left Anlefang, so she There is still a chance.

Su Mei returned to Dianxiang Pavilion, sat in front of the mirror and asked Jin Chuan to put on makeup for her. She took a deep breath to calm down the agitation in her heart, and said to Jin Chuan, "Put on that rouge-colored dress for me. "

Jin Chuan hesitated and said: "Girl, that dress is really thin, and it's still snowing outside. Miss, I caught a cold carefully."

Looking at the still-stained lotus noodles in the mirror, Jin Chuan felt a little bit unbearable. Although she had only served Su Mei for a month, Su Mei was gentle and treated her very well.

Su Mei nodded and said, "I know, let's go."

Nanny Li said that what a man loves the most is her seductive peach eyes and her exquisite and charming figure.

She gritted her teeth, put on the rouge-colored tulle dress, tied a lake-blue ribbon around her waist, and pulled down the lapel regardless of her blushing face. , revealing the slender and slender neck and the large snow-skinned skin like cream.

At this time, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and it was gradually snowing outside the house, and the north wind was whistling, making a humming sound.

Su Mei stepped on the ground with her bare feet, her figure became more and more lithe and graceful. The rouge-colored tulle skirt lightly covered those small jade feet, and the skirt flew up, and the pair of white jade feet were looming, and the slender ankles A golden bell is tied with a red string.

Every time you take a step, the golden bell on your feet sways lightly, making a crisp and pleasant ringing. The ringing sound is accompanied by the ethereal sound of the wind, as if it hits people's heart directly.

(End of this chapter)