Little Conspiracy (2)

  Bang! The cellar door on top of his head closed mercilessly.

  Wanwan was just about to speak when Ruirui covered her mouth. She blinked her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her.

  After a while, the footsteps from upstairs gradually faded away, and Rui covered her curved hands with her sleeves.

  "Girl, are you okay?" Rui Rui anxiously pulled Wan Wan, whispering in her ear.

  Wan Wan also didn't dare speak loudly, she imitated the girl's mannerisms and leaned in close to her ear: "Mm, it's just a bit cold."

  Rui Rui smiled and pulled over Wan Wan, the two pitiful people leaned their heads against each other, hugging each other in mutual dependence.

  "Rui Rui's face was filled with worry: 'My name is Fu Rui Rui, I live in Yangzhou, and you?'"

  "My name is Wanwan, and I'm from Jiangjun Fu."

  I am 16 years old this year.

  "I don't know how old I am."

  "This remark brought Rui Rui's question: 'What's wrong with you? You don't even know how old you are?'"

  Wan Wan said without hiding anything: "Uh, I woke up one day and was on a small road at the foot of the mountain. Happened to see Uncle and Auntie, they gave me food to eat and asked me to follow them here to find their daughter and son-in-law. So I followed them. Later, Auntie said that she wanted me to go work in the General's mansion."

  Rui Rui was after all a person with no memory loss and normal thinking, she grabbed Wan Wan's hand: "But your hands, your clothes? Really don't look like those of a servant who does rough work."

  "Yes, the master is very good to me. As long as I listen to him obediently, he gives me food and doesn't make me work." Wanwan wanted to continue, but it was a bit hard to speak out loud. Besides listening obediently, her master would make her take off all her clothes at night...and do things that made her lower body hurt the next day. Thinking about it, a layer of red flush appeared on her face, but since it was dark here, Ruirui couldn't see it."

  Thinking of Pan Yu Yang, she puckered up her mouth, she's so hungry now, she misses her master so much.

  "Does he like you?" Rui felt a little sad when she heard this.

  "I like him!" Wan Wan really likes him, he's good to her except when he bullies her in bed, and besides... every time he bullies her, she still looks forward to it!

  The two of them stopped talking and leaned against each other, slowly falling asleep.

  It's been a whole day and Wanwan is still nowhere to be found, Xueqing wiped away her tears with a bewildered expression on her face as she walked back to the mansion.

  "Master sister!" Baili Muru stood outside the General's mansion gate, seeing her master sister finally dragging her tired body back.

  "Hmm, what about Yuè Yáng?" Xue Qing's heart was filled with emotions she couldn't express. She loved Yuè Yáng and was really afraid that he would blame himself for Wān Wān's loss at this moment.

  "Master is in the study room, he asked me to wait for you to return to the mansion." Baili Muru's current mood was very heavy, and his speech was no longer as cheerful and smiling as before.

  "I'm going to see him." Xue Qing walked into the door with her head down.

  Baili Muru also obediently followed behind her master sister, "Wanwan, where are you? Do you know that everyone misses you very much?"

  Knock knock knock

  Before anyone in the house could speak, Xue Qing pushed open the door and entered, followed by her junior fellow disciple Bai Li Mu Bai.

  "Back." Pan Yu Yang looked at the military book.

  "Uh-huh."

  "Go rest, everyone is tired today." Putting down the book, Pan Yu Yang directly walked out of the study.

  That night, Yunlu Courtyard was quiet beyond words, perhaps it was the stillness of the heart. The sound of cicadas outside the window became clearer. Pan Yu Yang got up and extinguished the lamp early, he had no sleepiness at this moment, but just lost a concubine, did he need to be like this?

  Wan Wan's disappearance did not cause a big stir in the General's mansion. In the early morning, Pan Yueyang was again practicing swordplay in the courtyard, exercising her muscles and bones. If it weren't for special circumstances, Pan Yueyang would usually get up early to practice her skills.

  Xue Qing stood awkwardly not far from Pan Yueyang, unsure of how to face her.

  "Is there anything good-looking? Is there something going on?" Wu closed his eyes and Pan Yu Yang withdrew.

  "No, it's me, I'm sorry, I don't know how to explain..." Xue Qing nervously twisted her fingers.

  Pursing her lips, Pan Yu Yang didn't speak, thinking for a moment before turning her head: "Have you had breakfast?"

  That means having a meal with him. Xue Qing immediately followed Pan Yueyang into the dining hall, put down her bowl and chopsticks, and still stood up.

  "Come sit down and let's eat together." Pan Yu Yang didn't lift her head to look at Xue Qing, elegantly scooping up a spoonful of clear porridge.

  Watching Pan Yu Yang quietly eating, not saying much, Xue Qing simply took a sip of porridge. She often had meals with Pan Yu Yang, but this meal made her very entangled.

  As soon as her emotions rose, she thought of her own bitter experiences and her efforts over the years, Snow Jing's eyes became moist.

  "I will never blame you." Pan Yu Yang looked at Xue Qing with a puzzled expression as her eyes turned red.

  "It's all my fault, I'm sorry, Yu Yang." Xue Qing was after all a woman, and when women broke down, their tears were like an overflowing river.

  "Alright, I'm leaving." Pan Yu Yang didn't try to comfort her excessively and stood up impatiently.

  Xue Qing was left alone, heartbroken. Pan Yueyang thought to himself about where he should go to find Wanwan today. He's no longer afraid of Wanwan appearing in the Imperial City, but rather that she might be taken away by some scoundrel to a place with ill intentions. Just thinking about other men laying their hands on Wanwan made his blood boil. Wanwan was his woman, and even if he didn't want her anymore, he couldn't let others defile her!

  "Shi jie." Looking at Xue Qing crying alone, Bai Li Mu opened his mouth lightly outside the door.

  "Come on, Mubai, let's have breakfast." Xueqing didn't get up or turn around, she just spoke to Baili Mubai with her back to him, hastily wiping away tears with a handkerchief.

  "Why bother..." The foodie looked at his breakfast and had no appetite.

  "Never mind." Seeing Baili Murong hadn't eaten yet: "Let's go out and take a look later."

  Another day has passed, and at lamp-lighting time, Pan Yueyang and Baili Muru still haven't returned to the manor. Xue Qing stands at the entrance, waiting calmly and unhurriedly for them.

  "Snow Qing, take a rest." A maid came forward and helped Snow Qing down.

  "No need, go and do your thing." Xue Qing's eyes were still fixed on the door, just like a wife waiting for her husband to return.

  "Haha, old procuress, I heard you've got a beauty here?" As soon as the words fell, a stout middle-aged man with big ears swaggered into the Huanhuan House.

  The old lady was about 40 years old, with a ruddy complexion and a slender figure that had not been disfigured by the passage of time. She still had that familiar charming smile: "Hey, isn't this Mr. He?" As she spoke, she reached out her delicate hand and poked at the fat man's solar plexus.

  The fat man was indiscriminate in his advances, and with a big, greasy hand he grabbed the old prostitute's buttocks and began to fondle them back and forth.

  Pan Yu Yang and Bai Li Mu Bai remained silent, carefully listening to the conversation between the two, took a deep breath, and thought: "It can't be Wan Wan, right?"

  At this time, the old procuress saw that there were almost no more guests, and with a wave of her hand, the brightly lit hall dimmed down, and all the candles went out.

  Pan Yu Yang clenched his fists, waiting for tonight's auction at the imperial capital's top brothel.

  In the hall, those who served wine to guests were either washed-up or very cheap prostitutes. As soon as the lights dimmed in the main hall, these low-class prostitutes retreated to one side, and the thick scent of rouge disappeared from around him. Baili Mengyue immediately rubbed his nose hard, "Oh no, I'm suffocating."

  Only the sound of a flute drifted down from above, and the stairs on the second floor also lit up with candles, just a few twinkling lights, mysterious and flickering.

  A year of longing for a distant book, a single inch of separation is tied with countless knots.

  Hard to meet, easy to part, and again it's like jade tower flowers in snow.

  Secretly thinking of you, with no one to tell, I'm filled with melancholy as the night brings misty moonlight.

  At this moment, emotions are intense, tears moisten the red sleeves.

  A mournful and sorrowful song, a woman in thin silk stood at the foot of the stairs.

  At this time, the candelabras around began to be lit one by one.

  Everyone's eyes were focused on this woman, and Pan Yu Yang and Bai Mu Bai were among them.

  Hū! Not Wān Wān!

  The two of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time, and the low-ranking prostitute who was pouring wine started to pour wine again. Pan Yuanyang covered his wine cup with his hand, didn't look at the woman, and threw a gold ingot from her hand.

  Originally a scene of auctioning prostitutes, if a low-ranking prostitute who was hit on the hand by a gold ingot thrown over by some wealthy master, looked at the wealthy master in front of her with a surprised and delighted expression.

  Excitedly shouting thanks: "Ah, gold? Thank you, thank you so much!"

  Baili Muru breathed a sigh of relief because the woman he had just seen was not Wanwan: Brother! You're really something. Of course, this was what he thought in his heart, he didn't dare say it out loud, otherwise his head would definitely be smashed to pieces.

  "Go back." Pan Yu Yang lowered his head. This kind of place would inevitably have officials and nobles coming and going, he didn't want others to see him.

  This kind of person is like that, praising him as high-end, atmospheric, and upscale, but actually he is just arrogant, pretentious, and wants to save face!

  This little episode started at the Welcome Inn, first with the old procuress's sly eyes. Wow, these two people came in and quietly went to the most remote corner, she thought, they probably didn't know where to scrape together some money to come here for a thrill. The two of them were dressed in coarse cloth garments, obviously poor young men who had come to open their eyes. If it weren't for today's excitement, people dressed like this wouldn't even be allowed to step foot in the Welcome Inn!

  "Wait a minute, you two officials." The old procuress's fawning expression made Ruan Yu almost throw up.

  "Two of you, just slowed down a bit earlier, this has only just begun, how can you say leave and then leave? Our Huanhuan House is a well-known brothel in the imperial city, and my girls are very popular."

  "No need!" Pan Yu Yang didn't turn around and directly walked out of the door.

  It was the auctioneer woman who had a joyful expression on her face as she watched them leave...

  Wanwan and Ruirui, trapped in the cellar, unaware of day and night, were startled awake by the light that had once again seeped into the cellar.

  "Come out." The calm words couldn't hide the man's elegant and noble demeanor.

  The two of them stumbled and staggered as they helped each other up, looking up to see only three men's faces visible above the cellar.

  The three men stood in a row, with one in the front and two at the back. Rui looked at these three men and guessed that the two men on either side must be following the middle one.

  "Thank you, thank you." Wai Wai was so excited that as soon as she got out of the cellar, she started thanking everyone, finally managing to crawl out of that broken hole!

  "What kind of people are you?" Ruirui asked with a curved smile.

  "Good man." The middle-aged man had fair skin and a face like jade.

  "Hmph, even good people may not necessarily be good if they can find their way here." Vigilance is essential.

  The man didn't go to reason with Ruirui, instead he stared at Wanwan and smiled.

  "Miss, your master is looking for you and it's quite urgent." The master that Zong Yin pointed to was Pan Yueyang.

  "Ah!" Wanwan suddenly remembered and hastily looked outside, oh yeah, she had slept for so long, she must go home now, and she was also very hungry.

  "Two girls, please." The man beside him made a gesture, looking like he was going to let them out.

  Rui Rui cautiously walked out of the room while looking back and holding onto Wan Wan.

  Unfortunately, these three people seemed to have no intention of leaving and were following the two from a distance.

  "Wanwan, they've been following us all along." RuiRui grasped Wanwan's hand tightly.

  He turned his head and looked at the three men behind him: "Sir."

  This shout not only startled Rui Rui, but also stunned the three men behind her.

  "Are you going to my home? Can't you be less silly? Wany!"

  "Two girls are as beautiful as flowers, I won't let them down, wait for the two girls to arrive at a safe place, and then I will leave." Zong Yin Yang smiled.

  Who would have thought that, with a smile, she walked towards the three men behind her and grasped Zong Yin's hand.

  Yu He Miao didn't expect a girl from a good family to be so lacking in manners. She wanted to stop her, but it was already too late.

  "Holding Zong Yin's icy hand: "Ah, how can you be so cold? Are you sick? Hurry back home with me and I'll get the master to call a doctor for you!"

  Zong Yin's hand was held and did not pull back in disgust, but instead was naturally pulled along.

  "It doesn't matter, I've been having cold limbs for years."

  "How can that be!" Wanwan's eyes, full of concern, anxiously looked at Zong Yanyang.

  Zong Yun Yang didn't say much more and instead grasped her wrist with a curved hand, smiling with his eyebrows: "Alright then, I'll go visit the young lady's home as a guest."

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