I have the beauty of the villain's love

Zhao Shuhuai was left in the palace by King Xuan for a night, and when he came back the next day, he couldn't walk steadily, so he squinted his eyes and was supported by his servants into the mansion.But as soon as he entered the mansion, he saw that the concubines he had married were all gathered in the front hall, each of them smeared with makeup, holding a small silk handkerchief and smiling coquettishly. Looking at his servant, he asked, "Zhao Gui, this...what's going on?"

"Master, it's your cousin."

Zhao Shuhuai was stunned for a moment before remembering that he had picked up a cousin last night. He rubbed his eyes and walked into the living room.

"Young master, you are our master's cousin."

"He's really handsome. I wonder if he's married?"

When Zhao Shuhuai came closer, he saw a few concubines who were usually indifferent to him, but now they were smiling like spring flowers clustered in front of his cousin. Coughed twice at the door, and Bai Lian, who was sitting on the seat, stood up, "Cousin." Bai Lian also inquired about Zhao Shuhuai among the women, and found out Zhao Shuhuai's family background in a few words. Originally, he wanted to explain clearly and leave, but he changed his mind after knowing that Zhao Shuhuai was making money and coquettishly ignorant.

"Cousin." Zhao Shuhuai stared at the concubines, but he still wanted to be kind to Bai Lian, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Thanks to my cousin's hospitality, everything is fine."

"That's good." Zhao Shuhuai cleared his throat again, and the few concubines around Bai Li'an were still standing still. He frowned and scolded, "What are you doing here in the backyard? Why don't you go back to your room?" go in!"

The concubines responded with 'yes' and gave Bai Lian affectionate glances before leaving.

Bailian laughed.

Zhao Shuhuai yawned again. He had read the "Morning Words" all night, and now he was terribly sleepy.

"Hey, if cousin is tired, go back to the room and rest first." Bai Lian said.

"Then cousin, you can walk around the house by yourself." Zhao Shuhuai's eyelids are almost glued, and now he just wants to get out of bed and sleep, "Brother first, go back...sleep, sleep for a while."

Zhao Gui helped Zhao Shuhuai, who was walking around, go back to the room.

……

Zhao Shuhuai slept until the sun was up, and when he got up with his clothes on, he saw the empty room and thought he had entered the wrong room, "Zhao Gui! Zhao Guier!"

"Master!" Zhao Gui hurriedly opened the door and rushed in.

Zhao Shuhuai was wearing obscene clothes, wandering around the room, "Where are the calligraphy and paintings on my wall?"

"Master, your cousin didn't think it was dignified enough, so the slave picked it up."

"Then, what about the purple clay pot on my table?"

"Master, your cousin said that the pot was too small to make a few bowls of tea, so the servant also asked the servant to remove it."

Zhao Shuhuai opened his mouth, "Then what about the half-person-high pinch-gold glass vase, small sandalwood table and chairs, and jasper screen in my room?"

"I told your cousin to evacuate."

"Where did it go?!" Although Zhao Shuhuai is not an elegant person, he knows how to enjoy himself. The things in his room are treasures that he spent tens of thousands of dollars on.

"Yard, in the yard."

When Zhao Shuhuai heard this, he woke up from his sleepiness and ran out barefoot. Zhao Gui shouted from behind, "Master, clothes, clothes—"

Zhao Shuhuai walked to the door and bumped into Bai Lian who was coming into the room. There were more than a dozen servants behind Bai Lian. The two almost collided with each other. Fortunately, Bai Lian saw him first and avoided it Some, when they stood still, they called out affectionately, "Cousin."

"Cousin, cousin." Zhao Shuhuai's tongue was a little knotted. The things in his room were all treasures worth tens of thousands of taels. "Those things in my room..."

"Cousin, are you talking about those tables, chairs, calligraphy, brush and ink?" Bai Lian said with a smile.

Only then did Zhao Shuhuai remember that there was still the one-two-one-gold lotus root silk screen printing pad on his desk, "Where are those things?"

"Cousin, don't worry." Bai Lian winked at the people behind, and immediately the servants moved the big and small pieces into the room.

Zhao Shuhuai thought it was something in his room, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat on his forehead stopped.

Bai Lian said, "Cousin is now a senior official of the second rank. It would be too shabby to use those at home. Cousin, I bought some things for you again. I promise you will look magnificent and rich!"

"Ah?" Zhao Shuhuai finally came to his senses. He ran back to the room and saw that his purple sand pot had turned into a large enamel red flower pot, and his calligraphy and paintings by the master calligraphers of the previous dynasty were replaced by the gaudy paintings on the street. Tiger, his priceless jasper screen was replaced by a gaudy screen painted with begonias and peonies embroidered on silk, and he was stunned.

"Cousin, look at these—how stylish and decent." Bai Lian, like a bumpkin from the country who has never seen the world, kept following Zhao Shuhuai's strokes.

Zhao Shuhuai stared at him, almost holding back his breath, and was dazed for a while.Then he came to his senses, hugging Bai Lian's arm, trembling all over, "Cousin, I... where are those things in my room?"

"It's broken."

Zhao Shuhuai kicked his legs, fortunately Zhao Gui behind him came forward to support him, so that he didn't collapse to the ground.

"Cousin, that thing of yours is too shabby, and that small teapot is so small." With a fan in his hand, Bai Lian tapped on Zhao Shuhuai's chest, "How much tea can you drink? Look at me What I changed for you is that summer herbal tea, brew a pot, and pour a dozen cups into each pot."

"Cousin, don't scare, scare cousin." Zhao Shuhuai was really a little unsteady. The purple clay pot was honored by the Jiangzhou magistrate, and it tastes like tea even with clear water.

"No, cousin, and your screen, the green one, I told you to chop it up in the firewood room, and I made hen soup for you to nourish your body." Bai Lian squeezed his sleeve and wiped Zhao Shuhuai's forehead The cold sweat on his face, "Look at you, how weak your body is, and how cold sweat is pouring out."

Zhao Shuhuai stretched out his hand to pinch Bailian's neck, but as soon as he stretched it out, he woke up.The baby is gone. If he really strangles his cousin to death now, he will really lose money and lose everything.

Bai Lian was also wary of him, and took a few steps back early. He was waiting for Zhao Shuhuai to drive him out of the house.But Zhao Shuhuai twitched a few times because of Princess Yuzhen's restraint, and finally gave a stiff and ugly smile, "Cousin, I'm sorry."

"Where is it?" Bai Lian also felt strange, could it be that Zhao Shuhuai really remembered his cousin's kindness?

"Cousin, let's go out first." Zhao Shuhuai was really afraid that if he stayed for a while, he would strangle him to death.

Bai Lian bowed his hands and withdrew.As soon as he left, Zhao Shuhuai fell down on the chair, and Zhao Gui fanned him, "Master, are you alright, master?"

"I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off." Zhao Shuhuai patted his thigh, "My gaudy silver—why did he call that little bastard a disaster? My paintings—my purple clay pots—my The jasper screen—" Zhao Shuhuai wiped away tears as he spoke, as if his wife had died.

"Master, then I will drive him out!"

"Impossible!" Zhao Shuhuai grabbed him, "Princess Yuzhen will choose a son-in-law next month, and I will drive him away at this time, so I really lost my wife and lost my army."

"Master, what shall we do then?"

"Be patient, be patient." Although Zhao Shuhuai said so, his teeth still hurt from biting.

In the next few days, under the name of his cousin, Bai Lian lived a leisurely life. He cut off all the gifts from those who came to visit Zhao Shuhuai and begged him to do something.He took the money and distributed it to the beggars outside the city gate, and some girls in the flower houses who were infected with willow disease and had no cure. He kept the rest for later use.Zhao Shuhuai already knew about his little tricks behind his back, and murmured, as expected of a family not entering a house, his cousin is much more greedy than him.

……

Qiulian stood in a daze, with Hua Niang next to her supporting her shoulders. Tonight was her night of breaking the melon, and all the sons who came here came because of her body.Seeing her mournful face, Hua Niang pinched the soft flesh of her lower back, "I know what you're thinking, but that guy named An is a poor artist, and if you follow him, you can only Suffering life."

Qiu Lian lowered her head even lower, and the circles of her eyes immediately turned red.

Amidst the sound of bidding, the voice from the private room overwhelmed the audience, "200 taels."

200 taels, that is the price that only oirans can afford.

Hua Niang's eyes lit up, and she sent someone to the elegant room. The person who went came out with two bank notes and handed them to her. Hua Niang put them into her arms, "Mr. Zhao, 200 taels!"

The people below were discussing, "Young Master Zhao? Which Young Master Zhao?"

"With such a generous shot, who else would be Mr. Zhao?" As soon as Mr. Zhao was mentioned, a group of people knew it.

Flattering, corrupt and perverting the law, but this kind of person is favored by King Xuan, and the civil and military forces of the whole court have nothing to do with him.But that voice—

Qiu Lian looked over and saw a young man coming out of the curtain. She widened her eyes, afraid that she might be wrong, and the flower lady beside her was also dumbfounded. This poor painter, why...

"Miss Qiulian."

"Master An!"

"Shhh." Probably because he was spending other people's money, but he just didn't feel sorry for her. Bai Lian grabbed Qiu Lian's hand and said to Hua Niang, "I'll take it away, and I'll bring it back to you tomorrow, is it okay?"

"No, no problem." Hua Niang was also a little silly.

Bai Lian pulled Qiulian out of the flower building, and the two of them walked a long way before Qiulian mumbled, "An...no, Mr. Zhao, what are you doing tonight..."

"I remember you telling me that you are unwilling to live in a flower house all your life, and want to find a good man to marry." When Bai Lian came to this world, he used Zhou Lang's body with arrows on his body. Injured and fell outside the flower building, it was the girl Qiulian who sold her gold hairpin and called him a doctor.Although he is a libertine, he still knows about repaying kindness.When Qiulian gave him the silver earlier, he knew that Qiulian was going to break the melon today, and he was just waiting here.

"It's hard for Mr. Zhao to remember."

"Mr. Ruyi, take your time and look for it, there is no rush." ​​Bai Lian walked slowly along the small river with her, "Tonight is the Lantern Festival, I will show you to see if there is any handsome young man you see." .”

Qiu Lian opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Bai Lian. He loves to flirt with women, and he has a little affection for clean girls.

Looking at his cheeks illuminated by the light, Qiulian suddenly understood.

Bai Lian didn't hold his hand, but turned around and said, "Let's go to the lantern festival."

This lantern festival was naturally created by Bai Li'an, Zhao Huai'an was really rich, and countless officials sent money every day, so he took some out and called a few teams to hold a lantern festival.Because of the surplus of money, those teams also bought a lot of masks and gave them to passers-by along the way.When Qiu Lian and Bai Lian walked over, a person who was walking on stilts and carrying a sedan chair, pretending to be a wedding party, handed him a mask.Qiu Lian beside him also took one, covering half of her face, then put it down and smiled at him.

Bai Lian was also amused by her, and when he was about to speak, suddenly a scholar-like person was squeezed by the crowd and bumped into Qiu Lian.

The scholar looked at Qiu Lian, his face turned red, he lowered his head and said, "Miss, Xiaosheng didn't do it on purpose."

Qiu Lian was used to staying in the flower building, and she had never seen such a gentle scholar, "It's all right."

The crowd crowded again, and the scholar was afraid that she would be squeezed by the crowd, so he used his arm to shield her, but he still didn't dare to look at her face.Bai Lian saw it from the side, and quietly retreated from the crowd.

……

"Open the city gate!"

The guards on the city wall saw a group of light cavalry under the city, but it was dark and they couldn't see their faces clearly, and they didn't dare to drive them away rashly, so they asked, "Who is under the city?"

"General He returned to the court, and opened the city gate quickly—"

Upon hearing General He's name, the people on the city wall immediately ran down with lanterns, "Open the city gate quickly! Open the city gate quickly!"

The gate of the city opened, and a group of light cavalry rode in. The guards of Kaicheng knelt on the ground.

The street is bustling, with trick performers, dragon dancers, and people coming and going, it is difficult for this team of light cavalry to pass through the crowd.

"General, this—" A cavalryman behind was also a little confused. Today is not a festival, so why are there so many people on the street.

He Chaoyan dismounted from his horse, "You go to the Military Commander now."

"Then you..."

He Zhaoyan has been away from court for a long time, and after being tempered in the battlefield, all the greenness on his face has faded away, his eyes are heavy, and his thin lips are tightly pursed.He looked at the bustling market, and even if he hid outside the fortress, the past that he couldn't forget suddenly came alive again, and he walked into the crowd alone.

Because he was wearing a suit of armor and had a long knife on his waist, passers-by all dodged away when they saw his attire.

The person carrying the sedan chair passed in front of him, and the woman sitting in the sedan chair was babbling and singing opera lyrics.When He Chaoyan was staring blankly, the person carrying the sedan chair suddenly stuffed a mask into his hand, and he lowered his head to take a look. The blue-red mask made him feel as if he had been separated from another world.

At that time, he rode his horse in the street and bumped into him...

He Chaoyan put the mask on his face, looking at everything around him, because with the mask on, others would regard him as this appearance, and no one would be afraid of him that much.He Chaoyan walked slowly in the crowd, the more noise around him, the more empty his heart became.

The two people in front of them walked over, discussing as they walked.

"This is not a solar term, what kind of lantern festival is it?"

"Master Zhao is rich, so he took a thousand taels of silver to hold this lantern festival."

"You said that Zhao Shuhuai, that virtue, why is his younger brother so handsome?"

"Who knows."

He Chaoyan didn't care. When he was about to walk out of the crowd, he suddenly heard a horse neighing. This sound made his memory seem to come true. The young man on the horse panicked. What's the matter, he couldn't stop even if he pulled the rein.

He Chaoyan seemed to see himself back then.

When the crowd dodged, a white shadow suddenly appeared, but the white shadow picked up a child eating candied haws that the horse's hoof was about to step on, and dodged away.

There was no wind, and he didn't have the feeling of swaying lanterns back then, but He Chaoyan seemed to be caught in a situation that he couldn't break free, and he chased after him in a daze. , a man who delivers a child to a woman.

The man was still squatting on the ground and did not stand up. He Chaoyan stood behind him, staring blankly at his back.

so similar.

The man also held a mask in his hand, and the red string wrapped around his fingers and fell to the ground.

He Chaoyan even stopped breathing.

The one who saved the child was naturally Bailian. He sensed that someone was watching him from behind, and when he turned around, he saw a man in armor and a mask.

He thought it was someone from the Lantern Festival, smiled and nodded, then turned and left.

He Chaoyan stood there for a long time before he sighed, "...it wasn't him."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

One day, Bai Lian had a quarrel with someone

Brian: Do you know who I am?Are you quarreling with me?

Scumbag author: [helps] Yes, do you know who he is?

Bai Lian: I was an emperor!

Scumbag author: [helping] You don’t even ask, who is he, let me tell you, when a signboard is dropped, three people are hit, and two of them are his rear attackers.

Brian:? ? ? ? ?