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

Shang Xiaolou left after finishing speaking, Young Master Shang looked at his figure hiding in the boundless night rain with sinister eyes.

The servant came out from behind, bent down beside Young Master Shang, and asked, "Young Master, the Fourth Young Master did that, do you want to tell the Commander, and ask the Commander to help us decide?"

"Tell him? Don't think about it." Young Master Shang's tone was tinged with sarcasm. He knew that if Master Shang knew that Shang Xiaolou had done this, he would only appreciate it more. The more important reason was that He is already a cripple.

The hope of continuing the incense of the Shang family all falls on Shang Xiaolou. Even if Marshal Shang finds out, Shang Xiaolou will not have any punishment.

What kind of father is kind, son is filial, and what is decent is empty.

However, he never expected that Shang Xiaolou actually liked men, and wanted to be subservient to others. Sure enough, those who crawled out of the bellies of prostitutes were all vile bastards.

Thinking that Shang Xiaolou seemed to attach great importance to that person, Young Master Shang said to the servant, "Go and find out who that person is?"

"Yes, young master." The servant replied.

Ye Yu was in a hurry and fell heavily, his face hurt from the hits, and the adjutant's clothes were soaked. He ran behind Shang Xiaolou, shouting, "Young commander! Young commander!"

The adjutant looked at the figure in the pink coat hidden in layers of rain curtains, anxiously, as if he was roasting his heart on a hot coal stove, because he was afraid that something might happen to Shang Xiaolou, and he couldn't explain it to Marshal Shang.

When the adjutant caught up, he saw that Shang Xiaolou was like a ghost crawling out of the water, pressing two servants who were kneeling on the ground to ask questions.

Rainwater flowed through his long hair, which was soft and shiny like black silk, and the pink shirt was tightly attached to the boy's tall and straight body. It seemed that even the torrential rain poured on him, but it couldn't break it in half. Scary, there seemed to be a whirlpool in the black eyes, strong paranoia was stirring, love and hate were entangled.

"Where is he?" Shang Xiaolou asked.

Thunder rumbled, and the two servants couldn't hear what Shang Xiaolou was asking. Seeing his terrifying expression, they knelt down and begged for mercy, "Fourth young master, please forgive me! Please forgive me! They are all commanders!" What we are told to do is none of our business!"

Shang Xiaolou grabbed the servant's collar and said darkly, "I'll ask you again, where is he?"

The servant heard it clearly, trembling, stretched out his right hand, pointed to the stone bridge not far away and said, "Protect... the moat."

There was a torrential rain, and all the accumulated water on the ground flowed into the river. The water in the moat was turbulent and swift, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen in the river.

The adjutant shouted, "Young commander!"

With a plop, a figure in pink quickly jumped from the bridge into the river without any hesitation.

The adjutant crawled on the bridge pier, the thunder and lightning flashed across the night like a silver snake, and only for a moment illuminated the moat, the white waves rolled, and the adjutant vaguely saw Shang Xiaolou's figure.

Shang Xiaolou swam up and down, took a deep breath and dived, raised his head from the water when he was exhausted, and tried his best to search for Shen Qingchuan's figure.

There was only the rushing water on the river, where there was no shadow of Shen Qingchuan, the adjutant saw that Shang Xiaolou had tried more than a dozen times, and felt that he was crazy.

The adjutant didn't dare to go down the river, he couldn't swim, and he was afraid that Shang Xiaolou would lose his strength and drown in the moat, leaning on the bridge pier and bending over, he shouted, "Young commander, come up! Come up! Don't look for it! "

Shang Xiaolou didn't listen, all he could see was water, the endless stretch of water, he had never hated the river so much in his life, wishing he could drain all the water in the river.

I lost my way, I didn't know where to look, I felt that there was a possibility in every place, Shen Qingchuan was hiding.

"elder brother!"

"Brother, where are you?"

The adjutant saw that Shang Xiaolou was still looking for him, another silver light flashed in the sky, and the thunder thundered, which startled him.

The adjutant saw something lying on his stomach under the willow tree not far away, and he didn't know if it was a human figure, but after a closer look, it was indeed the man, and he yelled at Shang Xiaolou, "Young commander, where is it?" ! People are there!"

Shang Xiaolou swam quickly in the direction of the adjutant's finger, and saw Shen Qingchuan lying on a big black stone, most of his body was soaked in the water, his face was pale, and he didn't know who he was.

The adjutant kicked the servant next to him and cursed, "Why are you standing there, go save someone!"

After pulling Shang Xiaolou and Shen Qingchuan off, Shang Xiaolou hugged Shen Qingchuan and sat on the ground. Shang Xiaolou patted Shen Qingchuan's pale cheeks with his hands, and murmured, "Brother." Character.

Unfortunately, the person in his arms didn't give him any response.

It may be that the rain is too cold, or the river is too cold, the young man's pale skin, drooping eyelashes, feel cool to the touch, Shang Xiaolou hugged Shen Qingchuan tightly, put his cheek against his, and said, "Brother , are you afraid of the cold, don’t be afraid, Xiaolou is here.”

Rainwater was running down Shang Xiaolou's body, his black eyes were open, he didn't know if the water on his face was tears, anyway, the adjutant had never seen Shang Xiaolou cry.

The hem of the long pink gown was drenched on the azure gown. Looking at the two, the adjutant only thought of the phrase "a pair of poor butterflies."

The adjutant watched as Shang Xiaolou slapped the young man's back forcefully, his movements were clumsy and unskilled.

Shang Xiaolou can only kill people, never save people.

Patting and clapping, Shang Xiaolou's movements slowed down, he hugged the young man tightly, and howled loudly, as if his heart and lungs had been gouged out, crying.

"Why? Why do you want to take away even the last bit of tenderness I have in this world?" The voice was full of hatred.

The adjutant had never seen him in pain, his eyes full of hatred, like a ghost crawling out of the river, a ridiculous thought flashed in his mind: Could it be that Shang Xiaolou still wanted to kill his father?

Shang Xiaolou caressed Shen Qingchuan's eyebrows and eyes carefully, his eyes were entangled, there was hatred and love, there was a kind of bird named Manman, its color was blue and red, it had one wing and one eye, it could not fly, and the world would be great if you saw it water.

If he lost his partner, he couldn't fly. His brother was really cruel.

Shang Xiaolou brushed the temple hair sticking to Shen Qingchuan's cheeks behind his ears, and said pitifully, "Brother, don't worry, I'll come to you after I've dealt with some things."

Then his gaze became very fierce again, "In this life and in the next life, don't even try to get rid of me."

Shang Xiaolou wanted to hug Shen Qingchuan and leave, but the adjutant heard what he said before, which further confirmed the conjecture in his heart, how could he just let Shang Xiaolou leave like this.

If Shang Xiaolou was released to leave, maybe tomorrow there would be news of the tragic death of the Shang family.

"Get out of the way!" Shang Xiaolou shouted angrily.

"Young Marshal, you can't come back to life after death, don't act impulsively, if you make a mistake, it will be irreparable." The adjutant persuaded Shang Xiaolou earnestly, and prevented Shang Xiaolou from leaving.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, there was suddenly a slight coughing sound.

"Young commander, he's alive!" the adjutant said in surprise.

"Brother!" Shang Xiaolou looked down at the person in his arms choking out a mouthful of clear water, only to see Shen Qingchuan's eyelashes trembling slightly, he opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

The adjutant was overjoyed when he saw that the person was still alive, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young Commander, there is still life to be saved. I still have a small clean house, why don't you go to my place first."

Shang Xiaolou's appearance is not suitable for returning to Shang's mansion. Nearly twelve o'clock in the evening, the inns and hotels are closed, and there is no place to stay, so the adjutant suggested going to him to sell favors by the way.

As long as Shang Xiaolou is doing well and doesn't do the killing of his father and brother, as the only sound son of Marshal Shang, he will inherit everything from Marshal Shang in the future. Hold on tight, the future is secure and worry-free.

With a smile on the adjutant's face, Shang Xiaolou accepted his favor without hesitation.

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The two-story small living room is surrounded by walls on three sides. The place is not big. Although the sparrow is small, it is fully equipped with all internal organs, including a kitchen, bathroom and bedroom.

This is the house that the adjutant bought for the old friend. It has just been renovated a few days ago, the walls are painted white, pots, pans, sheets and mattresses are all new.

A woman with curly hair, with a rather plump figure, wrapped in a yellow plaid cheongsam dress, with a dissatisfied face, she is packing her luggage, in fact, there are not many clothes, just three or four skirts and a few jewelry.

"Okay, okay, I'll wrong you first, you go back to the old house with Mama Zhang, and I'll make it up to you tomorrow, don't be angry." The adjutant coaxed the old friend and said.

"You are heartless, I just moved here, and within a day, you drove me away." The woman in the yellow plaid cheongsam complained softly.

She was sleeping soundly when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and she heard a familiar voice calling for her to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a man hugging someone and barging in with his whole body soaked, which scared her so much that she almost screamed stand up.

Now I have to let her go back to the old house in the middle of the night, it is still raining outside.

The adjutant said in a low voice, pointing to the bedroom with the closed door, "Do you know who that person is inside?"

"Who is it?" the woman in the yellow plaid cheongsam asked back.

"Young Marshal, the Marshal's successor." The adjutant whispered mysteriously.

"Who are you lying to?" Huang Plaid's cheongsam woman said, she had met Shaoshuai Shang once before, he was tall and burly, and neither of the two of them matched.

"Master Shang is abolished, and now it is Young Master Shang who is the young commander-in-chief. Do you want me to get promoted quickly and make a fortune so that I can live a good life for you?" the adjutant said.

The woman in the yellow plaid cheongsam nodded, and the adjutant said, "If I want to get promoted and get rich, I will rely on that person inside. I will wrong you first tonight, be obedient."

Although the yellow plaid cheongsam girl was still a little reluctant, she followed Mama Zhang out with an oil-paper umbrella under the soft voice of the adjutant.

The adjutant brought a basin of warm water and two towels. He didn't put any new clothes in the new house, only a white linen Tang suit that he hadn't worn yet.

The adjutant put down his things and went out.

Seeing Shang Xiaolou's crazy and paranoid look tonight, he knew the status of that young man in Shang Xiaolou's heart, even if it was a man, he didn't dare to take a second look.

However, when the adjutant sent the things in, he caught a glimpse of the young man from the corner of his eye. He looked so beautiful, and his face was as pale as a handful of snow on the top of Huashan Mountain. Kind of deep.

But he also mourned for a second in his heart, and offended someone as crazy as Shaoshuai Shang.

Shang Xiaolou took off the wet azure gown on Shen Qingchuan's body, then wrung out the towel dipped in warm water, and carefully cleaned and wiped Shen Qingchuan.

The author has something to say: I remember that there is a bird called Manman, whose color is green and red, and it will fly with each other. Only when you find your other half will you fly away.

Shang Xiaolou: Brother, it’s mine

Guan Ye: Oh, really, then you should call me sister-in-law