Republic of China drama

Sitting in the rickshaw, Lu Qingying's repressed panic was fully revealed.

"Go back to the old house at the fastest speed." She told the driver.

The driver said helplessly: "This is the fastest way, Miss San, don't worry, I'll be there right away."

Beiping, shrouded in night, is like a bottomless whirlpool.

Lu Qingying knew that this was just the beginning.

She brought the little green snake to Peiping by chance, and Gu Youlin was more or less afraid of her, that's why he said harsh words and left that day, just to make him angry.

This is actually the thing she regrets the most now.

She didn't pay attention to how she got back to the old house. She vaguely remembered that the journey was long and painful, so long that she didn't want to recall it anymore.

When Miss Gu San rushed to the door of the wing room, there were six or seven people standing in the courtyard, two of them were weaker and softer, and they were two girls.

Luxiu kept crying, but she couldn't move because the two men behind her held her tightly.

As Lu Qingying walked further, she heard a couple of broken opera lines, and the singer almost lost his voice, his voice seemed to be stuffed with gravel in his throat, and the words were squeezed out...

Lu Qingying didn't know how to describe the disastrous voice, it was better to say that the spring was pulled beyond its limit, and if it continued, there would only be destruction.

It's Jiang Wanwan.

They want her to sing, they want to destroy her voice.

The stage, the empty city plan, and the tiger away from the mountain... So that's what it means.

But there was still a rough voice urging from the side: "Sing louder, who will allow you to stop..."

"Get out of here!" Lu Qingying pushed away those surrounding people, raised her hand, and almost used all her strength to push it out.

The young servant, who was in his prime, was swayed by her just like that, and almost sat down on the ground.

The rest of the surrounding boys held their breaths and concentrated, not daring to let out a breath.

Miss San has always shown others with a cold face, but no one has seen her get really angry in the past twenty years. When she first returned from overseas, it was just a small pain and itching. At that time, Gu Minghe had died a long time ago. retain.

But this time, it's different.

Seeing that figure, Jiang Wanwan stopped speaking as if relieved.

The servant who was blocking Lvxiu didn't dare to stop again, Lvxiu lost his shackles and almost rushed over, ignoring his snot and tears, and supported Jiang Wanwan with all his strength.

"Miss Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Wanwan couldn't speak anymore, she just shook her head, asking her to comfort her.

"In Beiping, those who dare to touch me," Lu Qingying's tone and face sank, "It seems that you don't want to live anymore."

This is no joke.

Third Miss's method of torturing people was spread all over Beiping. People can't live, they can't die.

She even dared to deal with He Xu, besides, she was just a few servants in the house doing errands.

The young servants looked at each other, and knelt down with a plop on their soft legs: "Third Miss, spare my life, Third Miss, spare my life!"

"Go to the doctor first, hurry up," Gu Qingying ordered the two servant girls, "Then write down which family these people belong to, keep an eye on them, kneel here and don't allow any of them to leave."

"Yes, Miss San." The servant girl ran away in a hurry.

"Green sleeve," Lu Qingying turned around, "what's going on?"

Luxiu was already out of breath from crying, but at least her voice was better than Jiang Wanwan's, and she was able to pronounce words: "In the afternoon they, they rushed in directly, took a whip soaked in salt water, wanted, wanted Wanwan to choose, or Singing, either...or beat me...Miss San..."

Lu Qingying: "I see, you go back and have a good rest."

"Yes."

Lu Xiu was still worried about Jiang Wanwan, turning her head every step of the way, but seeing the third lady accompanying her, her heart suddenly settled down.

After settling down, I was full of emotion and sigh.

If it was that day, the second lady was lucky enough to meet the third lady, and there would be no such thing as today's eternal separation.

But today, when the leader said to Jiang Wanwan, "Either you sing an opera, or this little maid will be beaten", Jiang Wanwan spoke without hesitation.

Ms. Jiang sang for three full hours, her voice was still sweet and crisp at first, but gradually became hoarse, and at the end she almost lost her voice.

No matter what thoughts she has, or whether her intentions are not pure, the friendship she has treated Lu Xiu today is something few people can achieve, and for Lu Xiu, she will never forget it in her life.

...that's all.

It's not easy for the green sleeves to stay, so I left first.

Lu Qingying took a deep breath, and went to look at Jiang Wanwan again.

"Don't talk yet." She stretched out her hand, her voice was very patient, "Can you still walk? Go back to the room with me?"

They were not beaten, and they were able to walk.

Jiang Wanwan stretched out her hand to hold Lu Qingying tightly. I don't know if it was a hallucination, but Miss San's hand seemed to be shaking a little...

It must be a hallucination, it must be the hallucination caused by her dizziness after singing non-stop for three hours...

There is no moonlight in the room, and it is actually darker than outside.

Lu Qingying closed the door and lowered her head to find the girl's eyes.

"sorry."

It was dark all around, and the girl's pupils were also dyed dark.

Jiang Wanwan shook her head lightly, then lowered her head, and at first glance she didn't seem to have much reaction.

Lu Qingying refused to let go, supported her by the back of the neck, and lowered her head.

The girl's eye sockets were filled with crystal clear tears, she blinked her long eyelashes, and couldn't hold back the tears that began to flow down her cheeks.

"...Don't cry, don't cry..." Lu Qingying wiped away her tears with her hand, and said guiltily, "I've sent someone to call the doctor, if you're really sad, just vent your anger on me, okay?"

Jiang Wan cried silently, and buried her in Gu Qingying's arms silently.

"Singing for so long, I just really want to see you."

She moved her lips, but she couldn't say it, she could only think about it silently.It's so comfortable in Miss San's arms, all grievances are no longer grievances.

But she didn't understand why she wanted to cry so much. The more Miss San tried to coax her, the more she shed tears and couldn't stop.

Pushing the nose on the face, making an inch of it, probably so.

There was a little hairy head in her arms, and Lu Qingying reached out and rubbed it. Not long after, she felt a small piece of moisture on her chest.

It seems... she cried even more fiercely.

"I don't know how to coax people." The third lady said helplessly, "I have never tried to coax people, you are like this..."

She stroked the girl's back and sighed silently: "It's terrible."

Her heart was about to throb.

Miss San has never coaxed anyone before, so Jiang Wanwan believed it.

Ordinary people can listen to the third lady's apology, which is the greatest kindness. Who would dare to take it easy and ask the third lady to continue coaxing...

Just as her heart sank, she heard Lu Qingying say again: "I don't know how to coax you, just treat me as coaxing now, don't be disgusted, okay?"

Jiang Wanwan nodded hesitantly.

The third lady is so cute...

She suddenly remembered something, she got out of Gu Qingying's arms, unscrewed the light beside her, and looked for a pen and paper.

Lu Qingying watched the girl concentrating on writing. There were still wet tears on her face, which were scattered indiscriminately. Her nose and eye sockets were red, funny and cute.

cute?

It was rare that she would use this word to describe a person.

Jiang Wanwan wrote the words and handed them to Gu Qingying.

If you take a closer look, some of the characters are crooked, and some of them Jiang Wanwan can't write, so she directly replaced them with pictures. If you look at them for a while, you can probably guess the meaning.

Jiang Wanwan was trying to persuade her not to be serious about dealing with those servants.

Lu Qingying folded the papers.

"You are afraid that my father will hit me hard, aren't you?"

Jiang Wan remained silent, silently acquiescing.

"He has always been like this in his life." Lu Qingying tried not to scare the girl, "He is violent and prone to anger. This is not the first time. You don't know how long you have been in Gu's house. If you endure it, there will be more troubles." one time."

Jiang Wanwan only felt scared.

Could it be that Mr. Gu has treated Miss San like this...

Lu Qingying seemed to be able to see through what the girl was thinking at a glance: "He didn't dare to touch me. Even when I was a child, I was still protected by my elder brother. As for this time, how to deal with those boys is up to me, okay?"

The girl nodded.

That's great...

If in normal times, she interfered with Miss San's handling of her servants, Miss San would probably say "this has nothing to do with you" with a cold face, but now Lu Qingying spoke in a soft voice... although it was just a notification with a sense of inquiry.

Except for the almost ruined voice, if this atmosphere can be maintained, it's not bad.

The girl's voice, a question that Lu Qingying didn't dare to ask, had to be faced after all.

"The doctor will be here in a while, how does your throat feel now?"

Jiang Wanwan shook her head, and even picked up a pen to write on the paper and gestured with her hands, but Gu Qingying still made a rough guess.

Fortunately, Tan Shuyi taught her how to use her voice, how to rely on her chest and dantian to produce her voice. If Jiang Wanwan sang with her voice today, it would have been useless by the time Gu Qingying came over.

Lu Qingying frowned: "I see that you are not injured, why do you keep singing, if you don't speak, they dare not really beat you hard."

Jiang Wan paused for a moment, raised her finger to the green-sleeved side room, picked up the pen again, and wrote the word "two" crookedly.

Lu Qingying understood after thinking about it.

Lu Xiu used to be Gu Minghe's maid, and because of this, the third lady treated Lu Xiu better than the maids next to her, and everyone knew that.Gu Youlin grasped this point, so he kept letting Jiang Wanwan make choices.

Playing the green sleeves means abandoning the second lady, and singing means making her wish come true, ruining her voice.

Even if Jiang Wanwan didn't understand and let Luxiu get beaten, there would inevitably be a rift between Lu Qingying and her, and they would hate each other.

Lu Qingying hastily made an assumption, if she was Jiang Wanwan...

... She will keep her throat first.

Because that is the premise of everything. A singer without a good voice has nothing.

She is a businessman, and she still makes such a choice.When it was Little Green Snake's turn to choose, he never chose from a profit and long-term perspective.

However, thinking about it another way, when something like this happened, Gu Qingying would no longer be able to avoid Jiang Wanwan.

The girl showed a quiet smile at Miss San.

Lu Qingying leaned over and lightly touched Jiang Wanwan's throat with her fingertips, sliding from the front of the collarbone to the lower jaw, the skin was fair and delicate.

"If you can't sing anymore, I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

When it reached the tip of her throat, the girl shuddered slightly.

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Suddenly found that I will update the last chapter before v tonight

That's right, I'm ready to enter v!