I am short of money

Shi'an carried Tong Qingyu back to the General's Mansion, the sky had turned pale, and the servants prepared food, Tong Qingyu took Shi'an and went.

Everything is complete, steamed dumplings and ground soy milk. The last time Shi'an ate such a rich meal, he followed the Taoist priest to a wealthy family to eliminate ghosts.

In fact, their income is not low, but the Taoist priest often helps the poor people who are lonely, so they are not rich. Looking at the dumplings Tong Qingyu gave her, Shi'an returned a thankful smile.

"Can the two of us eat so much?" Shi'an asked curiously.

"Actually, I really wanted to ask them to eat together, but they didn't dare, so I had to finish them. But anyway, they all use serving chopsticks, so it's okay." Tong Qingyu smiled.

Shi'an didn't ask any more questions. Compared with Tong Qingyu's bold and unrestrained food, the gentleness of her food was in stark contrast.

"Shall we cook hot pot by ourselves tonight?" Tong Qingyu blinked at her suddenly.

"I can do anything, just listen to you." Shi'an is very conscious of being a guest, and the guest can do whatever he wants.

"Then it's decided." Tong Qingyu chuckled.

"it is good."

After breakfast, the two of them went back to take a bath and rested. They didn't sleep all night, and they were still extremely tired.

It was already afternoon when Shi'an woke up, but before Tong Qingyu woke up, she went for a stroll in the city by herself.

When Tong Qingyu woke up, Shi'an had already walked around and came back. The people in this city spoke very highly of General Tong and Miss Tong.

Tong Qingyu came out of her room lazily, went to look for Shi'an but found out that Shi'an had gone out, just arrived at the front hall and met Shi'an who was returning home.

The setting sun hangs slantingly on the horizon, but the sun has not completely disappeared.

Tong Qingyu saw the person standing at the boundary of light and shadow, with a white shirt and black trousers, black hair tied on his head, his complexion was like jade, his body was thin but extremely straight, like a pine tree in the snow.

She knew that Shi'an must look good in a shirt, but she didn't want to look so good. She didn't look at it last night, but it was amazing during the day.

Shi'an also saw Tong Qingyu, a charming and charming person dressed in red, with a smile on his mouth, his expression was full of laziness, like a seductive vixen.

"Why didn't Shi'an take me out to play? It's too much." Tong Qingyu sued her dissatisfied.

"Seeing that you're still sleeping, it's your fault if you can't bear to disturb me?" Shi'an felt that she was unreasonable, but he also felt that she should be so reckless.

Tong Qingyu reached out to hold her. Shi'an was not used to such intimacy, and instinctively wanted to hide, but Tong Qingyu grabbed her so fast that she didn't give her a chance to dodge.

"I'm hungry." Tong Qingyu muttered, and pulled Shi'an away.

After dinner, Tong Qingyu looked for some books to read, and it seemed that this was how he passed the time on weekdays.

The quiet Tong Qingyu has some literary beauty.

The days in the general's mansion gradually became dull, doing things at night, and doing something casually during the day to catch up on sleep.

Occasionally, Tong Qingyu would drive around the city early in the morning to buy rouge, gouache, custom-made clothes and so on. She didn't seem to socialize with other high-class people very much, and only occasionally others came to her.

Half a year later, the grievances in the city were almost cleared up, Shi'an was supposed to say goodbye and leave, but he couldn't speak for some reason.

"There's a reception tonight, why don't you go with me." Tong Qingyu's confusion of black and white has decreased recently, and there are more activities during the day. After someone visited today, Tong Qingyu had a bitter face. Only then did he realize that it was because of the night There is a reception.

"It's not suitable, I haven't been there." Shi'an felt that her request was a bit strange, she had never been to this kind of reception for the upper class, and she was just a guest of the General's Mansion.

Tong Qingyu didn't pester her this time: "Forget it, it's not fun, there are too many flies, Shi'an, let's go to the photo studio this afternoon?"

Shi'an was arranging flowers at this time, and someone sent them to Tong Qingyu. It was rare for her to like them, but she was not very good at flower arrangement, so she begged Shi'an for help.

"Huh?" Shi'an was stunned for a moment: "Go to the photo studio?"

"That's right, take a picture, isn't it good?" Tong Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Shi'an anxiously with his chin propped up.

Shi'an's words of refusal reached his lips and swallowed them again.

"it is good."

Tong Qingyu was wearing a cheongsam that day, and Shi'an was coquettishly begged by her to put on a cheongsam.

That was the only time Shi'an wore a cheongsam, with black hair rolled up, a cold face with a little makeup on, Tong Qingyu looked at Shi'an like that, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

She knew that Shi'an was beautiful, but she didn't know that Shi'an in cheongsam would be as beautiful as walking out of a painting.

Tong Qingyu went over and took her arm: "Let's go."

"it is good."

After getting into the car and sitting together in the back seat, Tong Qingyu was a little cautious.

All the way to the photo studio, Tong Qingyu dragged Shi'an in, and the photographer asked them to make some intimate gestures. Shi'an was always cautious, but he still cooperated to finish the photo.

It would take some time to get the photos, so Tong Qingyu took Shi'an to the theater to listen to the play.

She seems to like listening to operas very much, and occasionally she can sing a piece on a whim.

Tong Qingyu was different from others since he was a child. He could often see things that others couldn't see. When he was a child, he was often scared to cry. Maybe those ghosts were not all malicious, but for a child, the bloody scene was really scary. .

Not everything comes naturally from habit, at least for Tong Qingyu, he can't get used to it, no matter what, he still feels scared and disgusted no matter how many times he sees it.

Perhaps because of her special constitution, there are quite a few ghosts who come to her for help.

But now the general's mansion has posted some yellow talismans, and there are a lot fewer ghosts coming.

But there are always some powerful ones coming in.

Shi'an's room was next to Tong Qingyu's, so when the scream came, she quickly arrived at the door of Tong Qingyu's room.

At this time, someone came over and knocked on the door.

Tong Qingyu who was in the room swallowed, looked at the evil ghost in front of him: "You, you wait."

After speaking, he got out of bed, opened the door and pulled Shi'an in, and closed the door again.

Cowardly hiding behind Shi'an: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Shi'an also saw that the man in front of him was wearing a military uniform, and there was no good spot on his body. He was dripping with blood, and his face was not good. No wonder the people behind him were so scared.

Tong Qingyu was afraid, one jade hand covered her eyes, and the other wrapped around her waist.

He turned her around and prevented her from facing the evil spirit: "Don't be afraid."

The voice was soft, and the hands around his waist were not strong, but it really stopped Tong Qingyu from shaking so much.

Holding Shi'an's waist tightly with both hands, listening to her heartbeat, her breathing gradually calmed down.

"Brother, tell me, what's the matter?" Tong Qingyu hadn't forgotten that the evil spirit begging her for help was still there.

Obviously I am terrified, but I still remember other people's affairs, just like saving those wronged souls, I am clearly afraid, but I still persist.

Shi'an patted her on the back lightly, but his heart was gradually captured by her tenderness. Under this person's always playful appearance, there is a delicate tenderness and kindness hidden, which is a rare thing in this troubled world.

The other party came to want Tong Qingyu to help him clear his grievances. He was a major general under the commander, but he was framed by others and died in battle. After his death, he was also accused of treason and surrender to the enemy. So I found it.

After listening to the other party's narration, Tong Qingyu could only say that she would tell her brother, but she couldn't guarantee the specifics.

She had met that man once before, but Tong Qingyu didn't recognize him for a moment.

"Thank you." Even with his embarrassment now, he can still see the character of a soldier in him.

"You're welcome." Shi'an looked at the person in his arms, turned around but still closed his eyes, bowed slightly to the person, and retracted into his arms without saying anything.

Cowardly and cute.

After the major general left, Tong Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."

She had sweat on her forehead and her face was pale, she was really frightened.

Shi'an wiped her sweat: "It's all right."

Tong Qingyu didn't let go of her in a hurry, and leaned into her arms for a while, a little greedy for this embrace, only she could block those fears for herself.

"Ah."

But in the end still have to let go.

General Tong went out for half a year, and I heard that he will be back in a few days.

Shi'an originally thought about waiting for the general to return, but now about the major general, Shi'an hesitated again.

On the day when General Tong returned, people all over the city went to greet him. Tong Qingyu sat in the car and saw his brother return safely, and then he was relieved. Yes, after all, the battlefield is changing rapidly.

The whole city was filled with joy that day.

The General's Mansion also became lively, and many dignitaries came to pay their respects.

The general's mansion hosted a banquet for everyone, but Tong Qingyu was unwilling to participate in these activities. Every time she attended, it was just some people who wanted to curry favor with her brother, or some young men who thought they were handsome and romantic came to strike up a conversation.

In Tong Qingyu's eyes, those people couldn't compare to Shi'an.

The banquet was held in the front hall, and Shi'an, as a distinguished guest of the General's Mansion, naturally also attended.

Tong Qingyu held her hand all the time, as if she was afraid that she would be abducted by others.

As Tong Qingyu's only relative, Tong Qingyu is naturally the object of everyone's favor.

There were quite a few people who came to toast. Tong Qingyu didn't hold a lot of alcohol, but this scene was not good enough to save face.

She drank a lot, leaned against Shi An when she was slightly drunk, and rested her chin lazily on her shoulder.

Faintly saw a woman in a long black dress, who had a sextant appearance with Shi'an.

"Shi'an, is that your long-lost sister?" Tong Qingyu whispered into Shi'an's ear.

Because the two are embracing each other, Shi'an can't see the person she mentioned, and only thinks that she is drunk.

"I'm an orphan. I don't know if I have brothers or sisters." Shi'an answered her question patiently.

"Look." Tong Qingyu pulled her to look at the corner of the hall.

There is indeed a woman who is talking with someone, but her appearance is [-]% similar to Shi'an.

And beside her stood a silver-haired man.

"Is it true that I didn't lie to you, do you want me to check for you?" Tong Qingyu asked softly.

The scorching breath fell on Shi An's skin, making her mind confused.

"No need." Shi'an refused. Even if there is any blood relationship between them for so many years, there is no half friendship between them. There is really no need to disturb each other.

"Okay."

At this time, the silver-haired man next to the woman also looked over, and Shi'an met his eyes.

Finally, he smiled politely and looked away.

"Shi'an, let's go dance too." At this time, dance music rang out at the banquet, and Tong Qingyu dragged Shi'an into the dance floor on a whim. Her hands were on Shi'an's waist, and her hot breath blended with Shi'an's.