How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Obviously, Jiang Luo's appeal would not be heard.

Song Qingzhou was already drunk at this time. He looked at the man in front of him with drunken eyes, at his bright red wedding dress, and at his bright and charming face.

Song Qingzhou said: "Aying, I like you, I really like you."

Gu Ying hugged Song Qingzhou and whispered in his ear: "I know, Song Lang, I like you too. Can we be together forever?"

That handsome face that seemed like a dead person got closer and closer. Jiang Luo was about to cry. The cry in his heart became louder and louder: "Don't come over here, Fan Wujiu, aren't you a ghost messenger? How come you, a ghost messenger, can't even fight against a mere third-level ghost domain?"

The kiss fell on Gu Ying's lips and also on Jiang Luo's lips, and it was so fierce that Jiang Luo suspected that his lips were going to be swollen from being kissed.

Jiang Luo felt even more uncomfortable next because Song Qingzhou began to take off his clothes.

Just when Jiang Luo was about to collapse, Fan Wujiu's voice came from his mind: "Don't listen, don't look, don't think. These are all illusions. Since they are illusions, they are fake."

Jiang Luo cried loudly. When she heard Fan Wujiu's voice, she shouted as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Mr. Fan, please help me! You don't want to lose your reputation for no reason, do you?"

Fan Wujiu: ...Can you explain to me what it means to lose one's integrity in old age?

Seeing that Song Qingzhou was about to press down on Jiang Luo, his vision suddenly went dark, the whole scene went dark, and he sank into a sweet dream.

When he woke up again, Song Qingzhou and Gu Ying had already ended their ridiculous lovemaking.

Outside the window, the night was like water, and the moon was like a hook. Song Qingzhou, who had regained consciousness, looked at the disheveled Gu Ying and smiled bitterly: "What are we like now?"

Gu Ying put on her clothes, returned Song Qingzhou's clothes to him and said, "Let's go! From now on, you will call me Uncle Gu and I will call you Zhou'er. This night will be the end of our relationship."

Song Qingzhou escaped in a very embarrassing manner. He never dreamed that the person he loved would have such a relationship with him.

Gu Ying's attitude was very resolute. Once she said she was done, she really meant it. From then on, she never took the initiative to talk to Song Qingzhou again. Even if they met, she would just walk away.

Song Huaici kept his word and ran around for Song Qingzhou, trying to get him to return to the examination room.

This behavior angered the eldest lady of the Song family, who was also the legitimate daughter of a prominent family in the capital. Her master was running around for a bastard son and had completely forgotten that he had a legitimate son who was preparing for the imperial examination.

In ancient times, in wealthy families like these, marriage was meant to protect the interests of the powerful. If Song Huaici really wanted to pass the title to the talented Song Qingzhou, then where would she put her biological son Song Baifan?

The eldest lady was a respectable person. She did not cry or make a fuss, but sent a maid to inquire quietly.

After some inquiries, the eldest lady learned about the transaction between Song Huaici and the new male actor Gu Ying.

The eldest lady smashed the jade cup and angrily scolded, "Song Qingzhou is really capable of doing this. He sent his mistress to his father's bed. For this title, he really risked everything!"

Being able to rise to the position of the eldest lady of the Marquis's Mansion, she was naturally no pushover, so she bribed the servants around Song Huaici and asked them to tell her any news.

Sure enough, the eldest lady's information was much more advanced than Gu Ying's, and she even found out the real purpose of Song Huaici wanting to marry Gu Ying.

It turned out that Song Huaici used Gu Ying to please the Prime Minister, who was second only to the emperor. The Prime Minister's wife was Princess Huai Ning, and he did not dare to take a concubine or keep a mistress. When he was free, he could only go to the theater to listen to plays.

The more often I go there, the more I start to have different thoughts about the La Yue Hong, which is famous throughout the capital.

But who is Princess Huai Ning? How could she allow such a dirty thing to happen in her own house?

She is the only daughter of the current emperor's only sister, the eldest princess. She was married down at the beginning. The prime minister was a very good man to her. Even if he really liked Gu Ying, he would never keep her by his side.

But if he is kept in another house, if the Hedong family finds out, there will inevitably be chaos.

Song Huaici was quite smart. Relying on his title, he could take whoever he wanted into the harem. One wife and one concubine were not enough for him, and he found countless maids in the outer houses.

With the addition of Gu Ying, no one would say anything, and Madam Song would just turn a blind eye. After all, she was just the concubine's daughter of a third-rank official.

I thought Song Huaici wanted to change his taste at his age, but who would have thought he did it to cover up for the old Prime Minister.

Madam Song sneered and said, "This drama is also exciting, why not just let them do whatever they want!"

As she expected, Gu Ying made a big fuss after knowing this and moved back to her own Qionghua Garden.

That was Gu Ying's own house, and it also became the place where she and Gu Qingzhou had a tryst later.

When Song Qingzhou learned that he had moved away, he went to find him that night. As soon as they met, they hugged and kissed each other without saying a word.

Some things are better not to be done, but once you cross the line, it is hard to undo.

Song Qingzhou carved Bisheng's poems in tiny calligraphy on the fan bones, and personally painted a red plum blossom painting in gold and silver that stood proudly against the snow and frost on the fan, making a priceless fan.

From then on, Gu Ying never let go of the fan. Even when she went on stage to perform, she would use this fan as long as there were fans as props.

As the Spring Examination was approaching, Song Qingzhou whispered sweet words in his ear, saying that as long as he passed the exam, he would ask the emperor to take him back.

Gu Ying laughed at his naivety, thinking that the emperor would never care about such trivial matters.

Ten days before the Spring Examination, all the candidates received their admission certificates except Song Qingzhou.

He went to ask Song Huaici, but was turned away.

Only then did Gu Ying realize that Song Huaici was using this matter to control him.

But he had to be controlled by him. He went to find Song Huaici and knelt in front of him and begged: "Qingzhou is your son. You shouldn't watch him go to nowhere."

Song Huaici was as gentle as ever, smoothing his hair and said, "Aying! You should know the reason why I married you. Not everyone can get the favor of the Prime Minister. What you want can be done by the Prime Minister with just a wave of his hand. The Prime Minister is a man who values ​​talent and affection. Of course, you don't have to serve him every day. He only comes over occasionally. As long as the Prime Minister is happy, Zhou'er's matter won't be easy, right?"

Moreover, with the Prime Minister's mediation, the issue of dismissing idle marquises will be easily resolved.

Gu Ying sat down on the ground dejectedly, wondering, why are there always so many things that are not satisfactory in this world?

He nodded dejectedly, just waiting for the Prime Minister to come.

He thought that as long as he sacrificed himself, his boatman would be able to become the top scholar and have a bright future.

But before Song Qingzhou's top scholar and brother arrived, the news of Song Huaici's death came first.

Before he could react, he was already thrown into death row.

Gu Ying thought about it over and over again but could not figure it out. It was not until the trial that he found out that Song Huaici had died of poisoning and that Madam Song and her maids had found Aconitum in his yard.

He had no way to defend himself and just wanted to take one last look at his boatman. However, until he was sentenced to water torture, Song Qingzhou never came to see him.

Was this infatuation ultimately misplaced?

Before his execution, he reached for the fan at his waist and thought of the first play he sang on stage, "The Execution of Su San".

It seemed as if the gears of fate began to turn from that moment on, and he, like Su San, became a concubine of a wealthy family against his will, and was unjustly killed for various reasons.

He was barefoot and not afraid of death. He walked towards the execution platform while singing the song "Su San's Execution" "Su San, left Hongdong County..."

Jiang Luo felt suffocated in waves, and was in so much pain that he felt as if he was drowning. Just when he thought he was really going to die here, a loud noise came from his ears. Jiang Luo suddenly opened his eyes and found that his body was under control.

At this moment, he was in a theatre courtyard. On the high stage curtain were painted facial masks and the sound of singing could be heard from the stage.

The curtain slowly opened, revealing a slender figure singing and playing with a plum blossom fan painted with gold and silver, sobbing and shouting, "Zhou Lang, have you betrayed me?"

A strong wind blew by, Jiang Luo turned his head and looked around, and saw people hanging upside down on the stage, and he didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

One of them was dressed as Song Huaici, one was dressed as the prime minister, and there was also Mrs. Song dressed as a woman, the executioner who carried out the execution, and the Dali Temple official who tried him.

Jiang Luo recognized them one by one. They were obviously wealthy businessmen who came to attend the auction!

There was no sign of Mr. Lu here. Presumably, after Jiang Luo's suggestion, Mr. Lu withdrew from the auction.

Jiang Luo raised his hand and said, "Mr. Gu, please don't be impulsive. If an evil ghost kills someone, he will never be able to rest in peace!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ying on the stage looked towards Jiang Luo, gently waved the folding fan in his hand, and a fierce murderous aura rushed towards him.

Jiang Luo was unable to dodge and was hugged by a man around the waist and quickly retreated to the side.

Jiang Luo turned around and saw that it was Fan Wujiu. The mask had returned to his face, and it was so ugly that it made people feel relieved.

But at this moment Jiang Luo felt something strange in his heart. The two of them were kissing and hugging each other in this ghost realm, and they almost did that kind of thing.

Jiang Luo is just an ordinary person, how could he not have any grudges at all?

He thought to himself, Huo Yancheng, please don't be angry, I really didn't mean to cheat on you.

Gu Ying on the stage slowly looked towards them, sneered and said in an operatic voice: "You two, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you break in. I don't want to kill you, but since you have come to my door, let me use your blood to sacrifice my love!"

Jiang Luo noticed the fan in his hand and frowned, "Niqing? What is your relationship with the owner of Niqing Club?"

Gu Ying looked at Jiang Luo and smiled softly, "What a handsome young man! If I remember correctly, you were the one who acted out a vivid love scene for me just now, right? How was it? Are you satisfied with the man next to you?"

Jiang Luo: ...You ghost...can you please stop talking about this?

When he looked back, he found that Fan Wujiu was still hugging his waist.