General's Butler

Lonely red candle night to night, cold and unheard of.

It was bright red, but there was no joy. In the wedding room, the newlyweds with beautiful embroidered robes sat on the bed. The longer the time, the paler the faces of the people under the red hijab.

"Miss, you should rest first, I'm afraid my uncle won't come back tonight," Pan Yun's maid, Qiao'er, persuaded.

The big gift was cancelled, the guests had left long ago, and everyone in the general's mansion acted as if they didn't have the two of them, leaving them in the new house and no one cared about them.

There was no one to bring a cup of hot tea, so Qiaoer went to the kitchen by herself, boiled hot water, made tea and brought it over.

"Not coming back? He told you?" Pan Yun asked coldly.

"This, this is not"

This month, from the preparations for the big wedding, to the day of the marriage, the young lady has never met anyone with the uncle, and even the big gift was waived.

It's even more impossible for her to meet my uncle alone.

only……

"Do you know something"

Pan Yun tore off the hijab, and finally lost his temper.

Qiaoer faltered, Pan Yun was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pot, grabbed the peanut longan on the bed, and threw all of them on Qiaoer.

"Miss calm down!"

Qiao'er usually knelt on the ground, wishing to bury her head in the ground.

"Say it!" Pan Yun said angrily.

On the day of the wedding, the groom did not show up. She had been holding back her grievances for a day, and now it seemed that no one could get along with her.

Qiao'er fell on the ground, not daring to breathe because she was afraid that Pan Yun would vent his anger on her, so she hurriedly told all the news she had found out.

"I heard from Ah Si who fed the horse that the general went out a month ago and hasn't come back. It's not worth it for any of them to go exactly where he went."

A month ago...

Pan Yun twisted the red veil in his hand, wanting to tear it apart.

A month ago was the day when the emperor ordered her to be betrothed to Li Junmou, so he was ready to embarrass himself at that time.

He really dared to do this, regardless of her identity!

He is good!

Qiao'er looked up at Pan Yun's expression slightly, she didn't know whether she should say what she said next, but if she didn't say it, the lady would find out that she knew about it, but she didn't report it, the lady would kill her.

Although I said it, I will be beaten badly if I don't keep it neat.

"That's all, is there anything else?"

Pan Yun asked the question first, and Qiaoer had to answer truthfully.

"They, they said that Lord Cheng took the general with him tonight, to the building outside the building..."

"Outside the building?"

Pan Yun had never heard of such a place before, and his gaze turned to Qiao'er who was kneeling on the ground.

"Where is the building outside the building?"

Not to mention that Pan Yun didn't know about it, any decent girl would never know about such a filthy place, and it was the first time Qiao'er heard about it today.

"It's a male prostitution hall..." Qiaoer Mosquito said in a voice.

"What! Li Junmou actually went to that kind of place!"

Pan Yun stood up abruptly, staggering, but luckily grabbed the red gauze on the bed.

It never occurred to her that her husband would abandon her to go shopping in brothels on their wedding night, and it was to go to the brothels, the most shameful and inferior places.

He was simply humiliating her!

What was she trying so hard to marry him for?

"what!!!"

Pan Yun roared like crazy, and tore off his wedding dress, all the red gauze curtains were scattered on the ground, and the fallen red candles started to burn along the tablecloth.

"Fire! Fire!"

The fire broke out suddenly, and Qiaoer saw that the situation was not good, so she ran out and called for people.

Pan Yun stood in front of the burning table, seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, he actually laughed.

"Hahahaha, Li Junmou, I will definitely make you regret treating me like this!"

When the servants heard the shouts, they rushed over to put out the fire, but no one was injured.

Qingya stood outside the door, still a little uneasy in his heart, he desperately hinted to himself that as long as he went in, all problems would be solved.

He can still stay in the building outside the building, and he can still have enough food and clothing every meal without being beaten or scolded.

In this way, he will be satisfied.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door without any hesitation.

"My lord, the villain has come in"

Qingya felt it herself, his voice was trembling.

Li Junmou did not expect that they would really arrange for a man to come over for him. When he heard this man speak just now, he felt very bright.

My heart trembled, thinking that there would be nothing wrong with just seeing each other, so I just let him in.

"Come in"

Qing Ya pushed the door open and walked into the room, then closed the door carefully, turned around and walked forward with her head lowered.

He was thinking about what the housekeeper uncle said to him, that the man inside should never be offended, as long as he is respectful and obedient in everything.

Fortunately, he is very good at submissive.

When Li Junmou saw Qing Ya for the first time, he could feel that he was a very quiet child, his gestures revealed indifference, which was very different from what he imagined.

"Raise your head," Li Junmou ordered.

"Yes"

Qing Ya raised her head slowly, and saw the man who was sitting on the soft couch, half naked, revealing his solid muscles, and his hair scattered wildly and domineeringly.

Qingya finally understood why the housekeeper was so worried. This man had a terrifying aura all over his body, making people afraid to look directly at him.

Qing Ya's voice was very pure, and Li Junmou guessed that his appearance must also be pleasing to the eye.

When the four eyes met, it was true, as he expected.

"What's your name?"

Li Junmou propped his chin, the wine in the glass was shaking in his hand, and the light was rippling.

"If you go back to the master, the slave name is Qing Ya"

"Qingya" Li Junmou thought.

"Which two words are they?"

Qing Ya was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, so she stepped forward, poured some wine into the empty glass, dipped her hand, and wrote the word Qing Ya on the table.

"The handwriting is not bad, have you read the book?"

Li Junmou nodded at the seat next to him, motioning for Qing Ya to sit down, Qing Ya raised her clothes and knelt down beside Li Junmou, picked up the jug and filled his glass with wine.

Then he said slowly: "The slave has never read a book before, and when he came to the building outside the building, a brother in the same room gave it to the slave."

At the beginning, Qingya couldn't even write his own name, so Yafeng forced him to teach him to read and write. After two years, he has cultivated him into a scholarly temperament, which Yafeng never expected .

"Now I can read some words"

"Generally, people in this kind of place are rarely willing to bother to read books."

"No, Brother Yafeng and Brother Chunqing both like reading books." Yafeng suddenly became interested and said excitedly.

Qingya was only 15 years old when she entered the outer building, she was younger than the people who came in together, she often didn't play with them, and spent most of the time reading books alone in the room.

So I can't stop talking about books...

"Besides, brother Lu Chen's drawing is very good, and brother Ershu's calligraphy is also there."

He has also read the title of this year's No. [-] Scholar, and he heard that it is also one of the best in the capital. In his opinion, he is not as beautiful as Uncle Er.

"so……"

Qing Ya looked up, and found that Li Junmou was looking at him with a pair of sharp eyes, with no expression on his face, those eyes were bottomless.

Putting away the bright expression on his face, he changed into a humble attitude, with his head down, a little at a loss.