long-cherished wish

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Lingrou watched silently in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and it was the eighth day of the next month.

This day, Ruan Qingyu got up earlier than usual, Ling Rou asked: "My lord, you got up so early today, are you going to go out soon?"

Ruan Qingyu nodded, and said, "It will take longer to go out today."

Lingrou lowered her head slightly, pursed her lips, and seemed to hesitate to speak.

Ruan Qingyu stared at her fixedly, and suddenly said: "Today, you can come with me."

Ling Rou was startled for a moment, and then she smiled happily: "Mmm!..."

Carved eaves reflect the sun, painted buildings fly clouds, facing an elegant and magnificent building, leaning against the blue sky.

"Hui, Bin, Lou..."

Ling Rou looked at the golden nanmu plaque hanging high on the top of the gate, read aloud in a low voice, and then said: "I didn't expect that there would be such a magnificent and unique high-end teahouse in Donghai County."

Ruan Qingyu looked at the building, and the bright sunlight shone on his face, which seemed to be tinged with warmth.

Entering the room, you can see the blue sky hanging down, the wind curtain and green curtain, boxes on both sides, a stage in the middle, and dozens of tables under the stage are full of seats.

Although it was early, the popularity was extremely high. After all, many business gangs would gather in the teahouse today.

The waiter was a young man in good spirits, and he had already led them to the private seats on the second floor.

Ruan Qingyu sat close to the fence, and he could see the stage in the center below with his eyes lowered. Xiaoer had already served tea and snacks, Ruan Qingyu said to Lingju: "Is there any drama you want to hear?"

Ling Rou pondered for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "The Peony Pavilion."

Ruan Qingyu made a gesture, and Xiao Er went down as instructed.

Ling Rou looked around, and found that most of the people who went in and out of the teahouse were wealthy people, and said spontaneously:

"The Huibin building not only has an elegant appearance, but also has fresh and unconventional interior furnishings. No wonder everyone rushed to come here last time at the Lantern Festival."

Ruan Qingyu said: "Huibin Building is just a place for some wealthy landlords and businessmen in Donghai County. How can it compare to the famous Zuixian Pavilion Tongyuexi Building in the capital, where celebrities and scholars gather, but it is a veritable place of elegance and luxury."

He said it casually, but the listener was interested, Lingrou said sweetly without showing any emotion: "But when I see the young master, he is far different from those who like to put on airs."

Ruan Qingyu curled his lips slightly, didn't say much, then took a sip from his teacup.

It was also at this time that Ling Rou saw a tall man in a green shirt and a square scarf leading a group of guests upstairs. Seeing that figure was familiar, Ling Rou said, "My lord, the person in front is Ah Fu." ?……"

Ruan Qingyu didn't turn his head, and said calmly: "Ah Fu is the shopkeeper of this teahouse."

A short sentence revealed Ruan Qingyu's unusual identity.

The young man who has always bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows to Ruan Qingyu, who seemed to be a servant and a follower, was the shopkeeper of this large teahouse.

Ruan Qingyu had already seen the surprise in Ling Rou's bright eyes, but he didn't explain it. He just said slowly: "This teahouse has a big shopkeeper besides Ah Fu, who has been in charge of other shops recently. This teahouse is basically Ah Fu. One person is managing."

Ling Rou has already heard at least two meanings in Ruan Qingyu's words. First, Ruan Qingyu is not only the boss of Ah Fu, but also the boss of another big shopkeeper; shop.

Why does he have so many properties at such a young age?

If it was an ordinary person, it would definitely be like a fly buzzing endlessly asking questions, but Lingrou didn't do that. Her intuition told her that Ruan Qingyu was not a person who liked to be inquired about her privacy.

Although he never said anything about himself, but now, he is willing to bring her into his life, which is already an improvement.

Downstairs, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and a Huadan caressed her water sleeves, her voice was full of emotion, and what she sang was the tune "The Peony Pavilion".

Ruan Qingyu put down his teacup at this moment, got up and said, "You wait for me here for a while."

Ling Rou responded in a low voice, and after Ruan Qingyu walked away, she quietly watched the performance off the stage.

That Huadan has a graceful and graceful figure, with an indescribable charm in her gestures, Ling Rou was fascinated for a moment, she felt that she was not inferior to the sisters in Yuexilou.

"It turns out that there are so many beautiful purples and reds blooming all over the world, but they are all ruined like this... But what a beautiful day, who's house is there to enjoy the pleasure?"..."

After carefully reading this script, which one of the so-called prostitutes is not like the heroine in the story, whose youth has been ruined?

It's just reality, she can't help but sigh.

At this moment, in a box nearby, someone lightly rolled up the beaded curtain, watching Huadan in Tsing Yi on the stage.

Lingrou's expression moved slightly, the guest in the box was the woman in white she met at the Lantern Festival last time, and her husband was sitting at the Eight Immortals table outside, chatting with a group of merchants.

The lights were dim that night, Lingrou didn't see her face clearly, so she took this opportunity to take a closer look at her.

The woman's face is like a peach petal, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her pair of almond eyes are especially heart-stirring, like the clarity and tranquility of the moon shining among the pine trees, and also like the haze and melancholy of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. With just these beautiful eyes, even Jinling, which is as beautiful as clouds, There is almost no comparison.

Lingrou knew that her name was Cheng Die. She married into the Qin family five years ago. Her husband was Qin Chuan. She was a well-known tea merchant who managed tea gardens passed down from her ancestors. It is also the mountain on which Xiaozhuyuan leans.

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