Chapter 18 Yunxiangzhuang Zhongji

Knowing that there was not much time, Qin Si cleaned up the soft that night. Early the next morning, Qin Si hurried to Changping Street. She wanted to see if there was any news in Yunxiangzhuang.

It's still early, and there are some sunrises on both sides of Changping Street. The bustling people on the street staggered. Or look around lazily, or carry the goods in a hurry. A white crescent figure was particularly strange on Changping Street in the morning, and the beautiful clothes brewed a faint fragrance in the rather chaotic air.

Qin Si walked quickly, and the veil on her face was blown over. She looked fixedly at the signboard of Yunxiangzhuang not far away and had no confidence in her heart.

The steps under his feet suddenly softened, and Qin Si walked in.

There is no guest in the village. The shopkeeper holds the account book in one hand and strokes the abacus in the other hand, while the clerk carefully arranges the silk and satin neatly.

Maybe he heard the footsteps, and the shopkeeper looked up. The moment he saw Qin Si, a little surprise flashed in his eyes. This pleasure of the shopkeeper also made Qin Si quite happy. Is there any news from my uncle?

"This girl, you're here. I've been waiting for you for a few days." The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile. He looked at Qin Si, winked, and let the little man close the door of Yunxiangzhuang.

"The shopkeeper, but your owner's friend is back?" Qin Si smiled and asked.

The shopkeeper nodded: "Yes, our owner's friend came back from a few days ago and saw the things left by the girl. He was very happy and said that he must meet the girl."

"Oh? I don't know where your owner's friend is now? The joy in Qin Si's heart was very rumbling.

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed and replied with a smile, "Girl, don't worry, wait here. I'll send someone to the host's house to invite him over, and he will be there in a moment."

Qin Si nodded, and his fingers jumped and slid across the satin.

As long as she sees her uncle, she is not alone.

"Dong Dong... shopkeeper's, open the door." The knock on the door sounded, and the account book in the shopkeeper's hand fell down. The shopkeeper took a look at Qin Si and shouted loudly, "I have something to do today. Come back tomorrow."

With that, the shopkeeper smiled and asked Qin Si to sit aside and served tea again. After several heavy door-pushing sounds and complaints dissipated, the shopkeeper returned to the counter and calculated. The crackling sound made Qin Si feel a little bored. She looked sideways at the tea cup on the table and reached out to pick it up. And the sound of the abacus suddenly stopped involuntarily...

That moment of silence made Qin Si suspicious. She quietly put the teacup on her lips. With the obviously slow sound of the abacus, Qin Si swallowed the saliva in his mouth and slid slightly up and down between his neck, but in fact he did not touch the water in the teacup at all.

The stagnation in the air was loosened, and the continuous crisp sound came from the shopkeeper's men.

There is fraud!

First, if you are really an uncle, it must be difficult to appear easily. How can you come to Yunxiangzhuang in person?

Second, even if the two meet, there is no need to stop Yunxiangzhuang's business. This will only make people suspicious.

Third, the door was tightly closed, and someone didn't push it open. It seemed to be locked.

And this cup of tea is probably added.

Who the hell are they...

Qin Si put down the teacup, hooked the corners of his lips, and pretended to be sleepy on his extremely indifferent face. She held her forehead with one hand and opened some cracks with her fingers trembling. A touch of emotion in the shopkeeper's eyes was seen clean by her.

Since she can't run away, she wants to see what these people want to do.

"Girl."

"Girl..."

Qin Si breathed regularly, and there was no wave in the ups and downs of his chest. The shopkeeper gently put down the abacus in his hand, bent down and looked forward, and then called Qin Si several times. Qin Si never said anything, and the shopkeeper was completely relieved when he saw this.

The shopkeeper's pacing sound became louder and louder. Soon, there was a small sound outside the door. Qin Si's heart jumped. She moved her eyes slightly and didn't see clearly that the shopkeeper had been knocked to the ground, and there was a white stone on the ground.

Looking at this stone, Qin Si was inexplicably kind. Last time I saved her under Zhang Haoran's claws, this time I saved her in water and fire. No longer pretending to be unconscious, Qin Si raised his head. The original wooden door had been broken, and there were messy wood chips on the ground. Looking back, a woman in a black tight gown was standing in front of the door.

"Let's go."

Qin Si was about to open his mouth when he saw the woman pull her straight out.

It was still early, and occasionally someone flashed and saw the white and black figure flying over the sky, just as if he had misread it.

Several ups and downs, Qin Si was taken to a remote alley. As soon as she loosened her arm, the woman in black arched her hand and worshipped Qin Si: My subordinate Yueye, I have seen the Lord."

Master?

Qin Sisheng was stunned, and the corners of his stiff lips made a puzzled voice: "This girl, thank you for saving my life, but I'm not a master. The girl wants to recognize the wrong person."

The woman in black is extremely white, her cheeks are quite slender, her nose is quite beautiful, and her big round eyes are cold. She didn't explain, but worshipped again: "The moon night protects the Lord, which shocked the Lord."

"Girl, you really got the wrong person." Qin Si shook his head and said helplessly, crossing the moon night and walking out of the alley. Turning the corner and walking to the street, Qin Si looked back and saw that the girl named Moon Night did not follow. I don't know who the girl's master is. If it hadn't been for her, she wouldn't have been saved.

The bright morning light shook her eyes. Qin Si clenched his hand and hurried to the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon Tower.

The person who wants to arrest her must know her identity. I'm still here, I'm afraid I'll sit back and wait for death. Qin Si raised his eyebrows and grabbed the burden in his hand, but he walked to the door and stopped again.

No, she escaped from Yunxiangzhuang, so someone must guard the gates out of Suzhou and come out of the spring flowers and autumn moon buildings, which is even more difficult to accommodate.

Qin Si hesitated and threw the burden on the bed, while his thoughts struggled.

"Qing'er...Qing'er..." The old woman's cry was getting closer and closer. Qin Si's black eyes darkened, and she didn't have time to think about it. She took off her embroidered shoes and turned over the bed. Pull out the ring on your head with one hand and turn your back to the outside. Jin was covered by the morning light on her body, and she also pressed the packed bag under her body.

The old man didn't push the door in, but shouted outside the door, "Qing'er, it's a happy event. Mr. Wen is here to redeem you."

"Redemption? Mom, Qinger doesn't want to go to the Wen family. Besides, my mother forgot that I have never sold myself to the brothel, and there is no redemption..." Qin Si answered lazily while making a sound of getting up.

The old pimp sighed and clapped her hands together: "I also know, but my mother is staying in this brothel for your own. After all, it's not a long-term solution. After going to the Wen family, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Now the nobleman of Wen has not married a wife. When you have a son and a half daughter left, you will be safe in your life.

"Mom, you can push it for me. I really don't have this intention. Thanks to Mr. Wen's kindness..."

Qin Si stood in front of the bronze mirror and dispersed a wisp of hair. Through the door, she could hear the deep sigh of the old woman.

"Do you really don't want to enter my literary family?" The sigh was still straight around the beam, and a slightly angry voice suppressed the sigh and came from the door. Qin Si's hand was combed, and the door was opened with one palm.

Qi Zhongwen's face is a little darker today, and the evil charm makes people feel cold. He looked at Qin Si's bed, and his eyes were gloomy.

Early this morning, the news came from Yunxiangzhuang, and the woman who came to find Qin Chao'an appeared again. He took someone to rush there, but he saw that Yunxiang was broken in the village, the shopkeeper was injured, and a stone lay quietly on the ground.

When he saw the stone, he immediately thought of the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon Tower.

On the day of Zhang Haoran's accident, Qingmo was injured and there was a stone on the spot. Today, the shopkeeper was injured, which is also a stone. There will be no such coincidence. It was reported that Qinger was the only one who left the spring flower and autumn moon building this morning. According to the situation, the master followed her.

A string of fine beads, Qi Zhongwen's heart was confused. Is this continuous incident related to her?

Qin family, Yunxiangzhuang, master, brothel.

Qinger, who the hell are you...

The beautiful face appeared in his mind. Qi Zhongwen slipped through a tenderness in his heart. He looked at the endgame of Yunxiangzhuang and ordered coldly: "Sent someone to the capital quickly find the portrait of Miss Qin."

......

His last order echoed in his ears this morning, which was his guess, an inexplicable guess. Restrained his mind, Qi Zhongwen looked at Qin Si's back, and his eyes were mixed with too many emotions.

The woman sitting in front of the bronze mirror never looked back. The satin hair spread evenly and served on her back.

"This is the second time that Mr. Wen broke into the door." The cold voice came, which made Qi Zhongwen tremble inexplicably. The familiar and strange softness spread on the tip of his heart made his hand holding the folding fan tremble.

"You really don't want to leave the dust with me?" Qi Zhongwen asked in a low voice.

Qi Zhongwen didn't notice that there was a strong expectation in his words. He is handsome and rich. How can a woman in a brothel be unmoved? He wanted to watch her and nodded, wanting her to tell himself that she was just an ordinary brothel woman.

Even if not, as long as she agrees to join the literary family. Even if the sky falls, he can still bear it.

"I don't want to..." The cold and substantial words cut off the hope in Qi Zhongwen's heart. He nodded with a sneer, but he didn't know what to say. The sound of unwillingness aroused his surging chest. If you don't allow it, I just want it.

"I must get what Wenzhong wants. When will you figure it out and when will you call someone to come to me again?

Qin Si looked at the figure in the bronze mirror and went away, and the long-lost dilemma was traced back to his heart.