The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

"Shivering?" Hearing what Wang Luan said, Qi Chensheng also realized something was wrong.

At that time, Zhu Chenghuan should have noticed his arrival, but he still approached Wang Luan.If she really wants to plot something from Wang Luan, she should understand that she must not offend him in this way.

"She did this on purpose, to be seen by you." Wang Luan stroked the crimson stone ring with his fingertips, constantly thinking about Zhu Chenghuan's every move in the past few days.

"Every day she deliberately flaunts, quarrels with others, and provokes some people deliberately. But these may not be from her original intention."

"She was coerced by something, and she can only use these annoying actions to attract the attention of others."

"Use this...for help."

Once such a conclusion was drawn, Wang Luan and Qi Chensheng looked at each other with slight surprise.

"I'm just guessing. There's no basis in the end." After saying this, Wang Luan couldn't help but think of the materials Qi Chensheng showed him a few days ago.

Now, if we change to a new perspective, we seem to have new ideas about the past constructed from words on paper.

"Anyway, let's follow that Miss Zhu tonight and go to the Zhou mansion."

So in the evening of that day, after Wang Luan greeted Liu Huandeng, he and Qi Chensheng went back to the small foreign building to make some preparations.

As the setting sun fell, Wang Luan lay down on the sofa by the window, waiting for Qi Chensheng to find the invitation from the Zhou mansion.He was just thinking about how to find out what Zhu Chenghuan was coerced by under the surface.

But in a blink of an eye, I saw that Fengshan brought people again, pushed two large racks of clothes, and shouted excitedly: "Madam, please choose quickly, these are the clothes that the second young master asked outside to make for you a few days ago , which one to wear to the Zhou mansion tonight?"

"This——" Wang Luan was taken aback for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at the crowded hangers. Pressing the forehead: "Where did this come from? Didn't you say that you are not allowed to do it again this winter?"

As soon as the words were finished, Qi Chensheng walked in from the outside holding on to the gentleman's stick, and He Chengdong followed behind him, as if they were discussing about going to the Zhou mansion.

"It's all materials from the factory in the south. It's a waste to pile them up there. I'll let Brother Jiu make them."

Wang Luan really didn't know what to say, raised his head slightly to look at Qi Chensheng, and sighed: "Wouldn't it be a waste to make clothes for me?"

"What's more, the situation outside is not good this winter. If you save some money, you can also help the poor."

Qi Chensheng winked behind him, Feng Shan and He Chengdong retreated silently, and closed the bedroom door.

He bent down, lifted a few strands of Wang Luan's hair, sniffed carefully and said, "Ninth Brother, don't worry about this..."

"I have already shouldered the burden brought down by the foreigners, and the cotton and grain relief in the city has been properly arranged."

"I was doing this outside, and others thought that Qi Ershao had changed his temper and wanted to do good deeds." Qi Chensheng smiled, and a meaningless sarcasm flashed in his broken eyes, but Wang Luan stretched out his hand and slowly caressed him face, listen to him continue.

"But what I did was always just Brother Nine."

"I want Brother Nine to live in this house safely and enjoy everything with peace of mind," he said, casually hooking a few long gowns from the hanger, and comparing them to Wang Luan with anticipation and satisfaction. On the body: "The thick satin woven with twisted gold silk, the lining wrapped in white fox fur... these are the ones that suit Brother Nine."

Wang Luan looked up at Qi Chensheng, faintly aware of his madness, but he still chose to do that, and accepted it happily.

He withdrew his hand caressing Qi Chensheng's face, took the initiative to unbutton the collar, and then met Qi Chensheng's gaze: "In this case, Shen Sheng, why don't you come and help me change it?"

Qi Chensheng's scarred eyes suddenly darkened, and he searched deeply, deeply for the warm place...

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At seven o'clock that night, they finally arrived in front of the Zhou mansion on time.

The black car stopped by the gate, and the doorman hurried forward and opened the door for Qi Chensheng. The manager knew that the famous Qi Er Shao was coming, so he immediately asked someone to go in to inform the owner, and he went to greet him with a smile.

However, after Qi Chensheng got out of the car, he didn't intend to go into the mansion. Instead, he walked around to the other side of the car, opened the car door himself, and half-helped and half-carried Wang Luan out without the doorman doing anything.

If it was the past, in front of so many people, Wang Luan would not allow Qi Chensheng to be so reckless, but at this moment, he has nothing to do. The mess in the small western building in the evening made his waist and legs weak. , I was even more afraid of pulling a certain sore spot while walking, so I had to lean completely between the opponent's arms.

Regarding the current situation, although Qi Chensheng didn't show it on the surface, he was extremely satisfied in his heart.He didn't want Wang Luan to appear in front of people, but now even though he came to this bustling Zhou mansion, everyone was in his arms, and he didn't believe that anyone would dare to take a second look.

The steward has heard about the second young master of the Qi family in front of him, and he has recently heard that he joined forces with the Zhao family in Yunchuan to survive the cotton and grain war of the foreigners. Not daring to be negligent, he walked towards them all the way and said courteously:

"I heard that Second Young Master Qi was busy and couldn't come tonight. Our young master regretted it for a long time and planned to come to visit, but I didn't expect you to come to show me your face... I'll invite the young master here."

"No need." Qi Chensheng embraced Wang Luan, looked at the man and woman in the magnificent mansion in front of him, and said lightly.

"Second Young Master Qi, you--" The steward listened for a while but didn't realize it. When such a character came, there was no reason why he couldn't see his master.What should I do if I feel that they didn't entertain them well afterwards?

The steward was in a dilemma for a while, but at this moment, he heard another gentle voice, he subconsciously looked up, and met those beautiful eyes that he would never forget in his life.

"I think Master Zhou has been very busy with the dinner, so we won't bother you at this moment. When we have a little free time, it's not too late to visit."

"Okay, okay." The manager nodded absent-mindedly, and when he was about to look again, he saw that Qi Chensheng had completely blocked his sight, and walked towards the depths of the mansion with the owner of those eyes in his arms.

"I just said something, and Qi Ershao is unhappy again?" In the banquet hall of the Zhou mansion, which was brightly lit, Wang Luan leaned on Qi Chensheng's shoulder, walked with him to a corner where no one was paying attention, and then looked up. He lightly kissed the other person's chin with his head, and said with a slight smile.

"Why tell him this." Qi Ershao, who had been appeased, finally dissipated the haze on his face a little, but he was still dissatisfied with the look in his eyes just now.

"You went to someone's mansion but didn't go to visit the master. You have to say something wrong." Wang Luan smiled again. Because they came to investigate Zhu Chenghuan, they didn't intend to be too ostentatious, just picked up the place The corner of the window with a good view, half-hidden behind the long velvet curtain, looked at all kinds of people in front of him, and said casually: "I have heard that the Zhou family behind this young master Zhou has lived in Haicheng and the surrounding areas for many years. He has opened a lot of banks, but he is not someone to mess with."

After saying this, Qi Chensheng sneered. He put his arms around Wang Luan's waist and stroked the gentleman's stick in his hand, but he didn't care much about his words: "So what?"

"Even if he is a real strong dragon who came to Yunchuan, he still needs to be a bit afraid of me, a local snake."

"Okay, okay, I underestimated Shen Sheng." Wang Luan laughed again. He knew that the more it was like this, the less he should argue with Qi Chensheng. Only by relying on him can he coax people well .

At this time, dance music was suddenly played in the hall. In recent years, merchants and bureaucrats in Yunchuan were not immune to the custom, and they all liked to imitate foreigners and hold dances and dinners.

Ladies who are more open-minded also like this kind of new things the most. They hire foreign teachers to guide them, and most of them are proficient in three or four dance songs.

But from Wang Luan's point of view, these are mediocre. In the past, Wang Jiulang in Qincheng was the best at navigating through the feasting and feasting.

He tapped his fingertips subconsciously, followed the rhythm, and his eyes fell on the hall, looking at the dancing crowd.

"Ninth brother, do you want to go down and dance?" Qi Chensheng stopped and hugged Wang Luan's shoulder from behind, and seemed to have raised some different interests.

"Speaking of which, you taught me these songs back then."

Wang Luan frowned, as if he was about to dance, he took Qi Chensheng's arm, but before his feet moved, Qi Chensheng grabbed his waist.

"It seems that Shen Sheng hasn't forgotten." Wang Luan leaned slightly, leaned on Qi Chensheng's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and took a few steps closer to the rhythm of the music.

Qi Chensheng's hand around his waist suddenly tightened. Amidst the jumping notes of the piano, the toe of his shoe touched the floor, and he retreated back into the velvet curtain, kissing Wang Luan's lips: "What brother Jiu taught , how could I forget."

Just a gust of night wind blowing from the glass window, blowing away the thick velvet curtain, and the melodious sound of the violin sounded, Wang Luan pressed against Qi Chensheng's side, but in a blink of an eye, it was cleverly blown from his arms. Escaped for a while, really as agile as that canary.

It's a pity that no matter how cunning a bird is, it can't escape the hunter's trap. Qi Chensheng turned sideways and caught the blown velvet curtain unexpectedly, and it happened to wrap Wang Luan back into his arms.

The last few notes fell slowly, and the elegant dance steps in the hall gradually stopped, only behind the velvet curtain that no one knew, Er Shao Qi satisfactorily enjoyed his prey——