The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

"Yes, yes, yes, what Third Young Master Shen said is right." The buddy nodded and bowed, with an attitude of admitting his mistake, he secretly glanced at Shen Qingchuan's face, and then he understood why he came, "Third Young Master Shen, the head of the troupe wants to meet with you in person. You apologize."

"That's not necessary, just ask him to pay attention next time to avoid what happened today again." Shen Qingchuan still didn't forget to mention something to his buddy.

Seeing Shen Qingchuan smiling with a careless expression, the buddy wanted to stomp his feet anxiously. If he messed up this matter, that master would destroy the entire teahouse. Third Young Master Shen should not ask him to go back. How to explain to the shopkeeper and that person.

The clerk lowered his head slightly and rolled his eyes, and when he looked up, he changed into another bitter face, as if mourning, and said with a sad face, "Master Shen San, you should go, if you don't go, Sai Tianxian will be punished by the class leader." The scolding is dead, the troupe owner said that Sai Tianxian should apologize in front of you, otherwise he will be kicked out from the troupe."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingchuan couldn't help frowning.

Seeing this, the buddy thought there was something going on, suppressed the joy in his heart, and continued to add eloquence to how the troupe leader scolded Sai Tianxian bloody, and said that if he didn't come, Sai Tianxian would be kicked out today.

Although Shen Qingchuan knew that what the buddy said was a bit too much, he thought for a moment that the Sai beauty might really be punished. After all, Lianxiang Xiyu had the upper hand, so he agreed to go.

The clerk was so happy that he almost danced with his arms and legs, and hurriedly opened the bamboo curtain to take Shen Qingchuan out.

"Peter, I'll go too." Edward stood up and walked to Shen Qingchuan's side, with an appearance of making up his mind, he seemed to have decided on Shen Qingchuan's little tail.

Wherever Shen Qingchuan went, he went there.

Seeing that the situation had changed, the man yelled loudly, "My lord, Boss Sai is so shameless that he only invited Third Young Master Shen. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to go here."

Shen Qingchuan originally wanted to take Edward there. After all, he was the one who was almost injured just now. If Sai Tianxian wanted to apologize, he would also apologize to Edward.It's just that when the buddy interrupted his words, Shen Qingchuan thought that it was just a few words of entertainment, and it would be fine to just go through the motions, so he didn't bother his friend Edward to go and think about it, so he persuaded Edward to stay.

"I went to say a few words, it only took a cup of tea, and I came back in less than 10 minutes."

Shen Qingchuan coaxed Edward with good words, fearing that he would be bored, he ordered some snacks to be delivered to this wing, and asked him to wait for him to come back.

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The clerk walked in front, walked through the corridor, and led Shen Qingchuan to the backstage of the troupe on the first floor, until he stopped in front of the door of a wing room in the depths. The clerk stood outside the threshold, pushed open the two doors, and made a The motion of asking, said, "Master Shen Third, this is here, please invite inside."

Shen Qingchuan did not doubt that he was there, stepped over the threshold, walked around a huge screen with flowers and birds inhabiting red plum trees, and saw two middle-aged men sitting in front of a brown wooden table with a marble disc, one with a With a mustache and a thin horse face, Shen Qingchuan has a slight impression of him, knowing that he is the shopkeeper of the teahouse, and the other has a white face, no beard, and a slightly fat body, so he should be the head of the theater troupe.

Shen Qingchuan bowed his hands as a salute, the shopkeeper and the theater troupe master rushed to greet him, their attitudes were very polite, which deeply surprised Shen Qingchuan.

"Hey, Third Young Master Shen, you're being polite."

"Master Shen, sit here, sit here."

Shen Qingchuan sat down, the benches and chairs were still warm, and after exchanging a few words, the shopkeeper and the theater troupe master made an excuse that they had something to deal with, and asked Shen Qingchuan to sit here and wait.

After the two left, Shen Qingchuan looked at the table full of good wine and food, silently, the room was hidden deep, and the deafening sound of gongs and suonas from the stage could only be faintly heard.

Shen Qingchuan sat for a while, saw that the shopkeeper and the troupe master hadn't come back, and thought that Edward was waiting for him upstairs alone, after thinking about it, he asked the waiter to convey that he had forgiven this matter, and if he wanted to punish others.

Shen Qingchuan stood up and was about to leave, but the vermilion bead curtain on the side made the crisp sound of pearls and jade colliding, and before he could turn around, a somewhat familiar voice came.

"Brother, you just sat down for a while, and you are in a hurry to leave?"

Shen Qingchuan turned around, and saw a young man wearing a red costume, the mask on his head had been taken off and the makeup on his face had been removed. Underneath the young man with short black hair was an unusually delicate face, pitch-black His eyes are like a black abyss, and when he looks over, his pupils and hearts are like a cluster of flames jumping, fierce and bright, and the corners of his scarlet lips are slightly raised as if smeared with blood. In the barren mountains and mountains, there are evil spirits who want to devour meat and drink blood, scheming Wicked, dangerous and evil.

"How could it be you? How could you appear here." Shen Qingchuan was taken aback. He originally thought that the person who should appear would be Sai Tianxian, a woman with long hair.

Shang Xiaolou sneered, he had been hiding in the dark of the room and waited, the moment Shen Qingchuan came in, his eyes fell on his elder brother secretly through the gap of the bead curtain, extremely greedy and nostalgic, Reluctant to move an inch.

"I've been here all this time. I thought my brother would find out, but I didn't expect my brother to be impatient and wanted to leave."

Shang Xiaolou's tone of voice reminded Shen Qingchuan of cold-blooded reptiles, rustling in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow, or the icy thrill/stimulation of scales crawling on the body and sliding across the skin.

Shen Qingchuan didn't understand at this time, what was the contest, what was the face-to-face apology, including that the shopkeeper and the theater troupe leader just now were all pretense, this was all a trap set up by Shang Xiaolou.

Shen Qingchuan said coldly, "I have nothing to say to you."

Shang Xiaolou's stature is elongated. Compared with the previous boy's figure, his height now is on the same level as Shen Qingchuan's, and even has a vague tendency to exceed it. Coupled with the heavy makeup of the actor, across the stage pool, from top to bottom Look, it is understandable that Shen Qingchuan didn't recognize it.

Seeing Shen Qingchuan's eyes full of defense, Shang Xiaolou's eyes darkened. He knew that Shen Qingchuan didn't recognize him when he performed on stage, otherwise the eyes that fell from the second floor should be full of disgust. In the past, Shen Qingchuan watched more His eyes were filled with distaste for dirtying his eyes, and he felt a little sad when he thought about this small building.

However, Shang Xiaolou does not feel regret or guilt. If he does not pretend to be Sai Tianxian, I am afraid that his brother's eyes will not fall on him. When he is watched by his eyes, he on the stage will almost The whole body is about to burn, greedily wanting more.

But Shang Xiaolou was a little dissatisfied that he asked the clerk to go up and ask Shen Qingchuan to come down, knowing that Shen Qingchuan was soft-hearted, as long as he asked the clerk to say that he would punish Sai Tianxian if he didn't come, the troupe leader would punish Sai Tianxian, and Shen Qingchuan would have a [-]% chance of falling. keep the appointment.

However, when Shen Qingchuan really came down, a fire of jealousy arose in Shang Xiaolou's heart again, burning his internal organs, his elder brother was so fond of ordinary women, but he looked at him indifferently, sneered, like It is an eternal cold iceberg.

Why, why not be kind to him?

Shang Xiaolou forced/suppressed the hatred in his heart, the hatred that he couldn't ask for, and changed his tone a little softer, as if he was a younger brother who begged for forgiveness after getting into trouble because of his ignorance, he said, "Brother, I didn't mean to lie to you Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, I sent you a post, and you refused to meet me at the appointment, so I came up with this idea."

Shen Qingchuan looked at Shang Xiaolou coldly, he knew that the young man with exquisite facial features was just pretending to be innocent, and his softness was all a false appearance, Shen Qingchuan did not forget that he had experienced Shang Xiaolou's various methods, let alone some time ago, He still vividly remembers the absurd incident that happened when Shang Xiaolou went to Shen's residence.

"You didn't mean to throw that flying sword?" Shen Qingchuan questioned Shang Xiaolou, not believing any of his nonsense.

Shang Xiaolou remembered that he looked up from the stage and saw Shen Qingchuan and that foreign devil flirting with each other. He wished he could hold the sword and cut off the foreign devil's arm encircling his elder brother. .

Seeing that Shang Xiaolou remained silent, he knew that he had no intention of repenting, so Shen Qingchuan turned around and was about to leave.

Shang Xiaolou grabbed Shen Qingchuan's hand, hugged Shen Qingchuan's waist from behind, and said, "Brother, don't go, I really miss you so much."

Shen Qingchuan forcefully broke Shang Xiaolou's fingers, but Shang Xiaolou's hands were tightly clenched, like iron chains and shackles cast together, firmly locking Shen Qingchuan's waist.

Seeing that the use of brute force was fruitless, Shen Qingchuan became angry, and snapped, "Let go."

"Don't let it go."

"Brother, you don't even know how I have been away from you for the past few months."

"I've always missed you, no matter how many times I've been injured on the battlefield, or how many times I've struggled/struggled to death, when I think of you, I can't give up living, I want to live to see you."

Shang Xiaolou leaned on Shen Qingchuan's back and told what he had experienced in the past few months. In fact, what he said earlier was true. He was indeed seriously injured on the battlefield. The military doctor had issued several critical illness notices, but he relied on With a strong will to survive, he escaped from the hands of death.

However, if he dies...

Shang Xiaolou's eyes became terrified. If he died, he arranged for people in Bohai City to take Shen Qingchuan's life. He and his brother would be together forever, life and death would be entangled endlessly, and the ashes would be mixed together for burial.

"Brother, I really miss you very much."

"Brother, I really miss you very much."

Shang Xiaolou kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, and his voice was slightly crying, as if his longing for Shen Qingchuan would be engraved in his bones, so strong that it would turn into a sharp knife, and there were fierce emotions hidden in his eyes, hatred and love meaning.

Shen Qingchuan's back was wet with a piece of cloth, and Shang Xiaolou's face was pressed against his back. After hearing so much, Shen Qingchuan couldn't help saying, "Why bother?"

Since lovesickness is so bitter, why bother?

"You're still young, you just mistook me for..." Shen Qingchuan was still trying to lure Shang Xiaolou and lead him back to the right path.

"He can, why can't I?" Shang Xiaolou's voice was a bit sharp, hiding hatred, he asked loudly.

"You, you are different from him?" Shen Qingchuan knew that the person Shang Xiaolou was talking about was Guan Boya.

"What's the difference?" Shang Xiaolou turned Shen Qingchuan's body around, and questioned him face to face, his dark eyes stared straight at Shen Qingchuan's beautiful water-like eyes, "What do you think is different between me and him?"

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