ghost in palace

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Hong Lian looked at the boy who went away, feeling regretful and angry at the same time.Why did I say that? Why did she see herself like this? If I could choose, would I be willing to be such an oiran? If my parents hadn’t sold me to the Selling Gold Cave, I wouldn’t be in this status, maybe It can be closer to you.

Suhe watched Ah Luo go away, it seemed that he was influenced by Honglian, and he also felt some uncomfortable feelings in his heart, why didn't you say anything to me? Why did you seem to not know me anymore! Why did you leave in such a cloud Light breeze? Why, why!

After getting off the boat, it was almost dusk, the old lady sent someone to pick up Honglian, saying that the man had come to look for her again.With great reluctance, Hong Lian stepped into the Selling Golden Cave, and just after entering the Selling Golden Cave, the screen jumped again.

This time I was sitting on a high attic, surrounded by red gauze, blown by the wind and brushed over my body, and the swaying red lanterns cast mottled light and shadows.There are always such lights and festoons here, and every night is like a festive night in a cave.Honglian looked at the carousing and indulgent guests downstairs.Each face is shiny and shiny, indulging in the seductive pile of fat rice.

"You seem to be very leisurely?" The familiar voice came from beside her, Hong Lian turned her head, suppressing the surprise in her eyes, and inadvertently saw a flash of surprise in the other party's eyes.

"The benefactor didn't come tonight, so I'm happy." Hong Lian suppressed the joy in her heart, and said calmly. "It's windy outside, if you don't mind, let's go inside and talk."

"How much money does it cost to enter the house and talk?"

Hong Lian paused, and replied angrily, "The lover wants money, are you here to buy happiness?" After saying that, she went back to the house, leaving the man standing outside the house in a daze.

Finally the man came in and looked up and down Honglian's room, but it wasn't as tacky as he thought.The room was tidied up very elegantly, with plain gauze curtains, a screen embroidered with orchids in the empty valley, and a green lacquered xylophone beside it.

Hong Lian watched the person walking slowly in the room, saw her stop in front of the piano, and asked, "Do you want to listen to the music?"

But the man shook his head, sat down and played casually, the piano was good, the sound was crisp and empty, with a lingering lingering sound, but the tune he played was not very good, it was sad and complaining, like a complaining woman.

"Speaking of which, what is the wife of the wife's house here for? Isn't it just to play a song for me?" Honglian smiled wryly, but her expression was very arrogant.

"Oh? I'm finally going to reveal my identity? I'm still wondering how long you have to endure it." Qian Jin's subordinates still didn't stop, but the style of music had changed.

"Tell me, what are you here for?" Guren walked up to Qianjin, and pressed her flipping wrist.

"At first, I was curious about how he could change his habit of being greedy for new things. What kind of glamorous and charming woman is the woman who concentrates on investing money here..." Qianjin stood up and looked at Honglian with a teasing smile, slowly Walk up to Honglian.

"Sure enough, she is a well-deserved oiran lady, she is beautiful with a demonic charm."

Honglian didn't answer, waiting for Qianjin's next words, but Qianjin stopped there, just looked at her silently, and gradually approached her.Honglian was a little flustered, dodging Qianjin's gaze.

"What? Are you shy?" Qianjin suddenly put her arms around Honglian's waist, approached Honglian and said something frivolous.

Honglian pushed Qianjin away, not knowing how to react, she returned to the table and sat down at a loss.

"The boudoir grievance just now was played for you. A man's love is nothing more than a cloud in the sky. It comes and goes quickly. It can't be grasped or held tightly. Don't be moved by the truth for someone like him. You must know that a wife is not as good as a concubine. , It’s better to steal than a concubine, and stealing is worse than hooking. If you follow him into the mansion, I’m afraid you will follow in my footsteps."

Honglian sneered and said, "You really moved for him? This is to warn me that I can have fun, but I can't enter the house? What if I want to?"

"I'm just warning, if you insist on doing this, there's nothing I can do about it. But with a man I've never met in person, it's only a nominal relationship, so there's no real relationship. I saw you complaining about yourself on a cruise ship before, and I know you really have a serious temper." A sentimental woman, I came to persuade you because I was afraid that you would be hurt." Qianjin looked at Honglian with pity in her eyes.

"Men's love is like this, so what about women's?" Hong Lian walked forward and looked at Qianjin, seeing her puzzled expression, she smiled, "I'm talking nonsense. Just listen to the joke."

Qian Jin turned and left.

"Are you leaving?" Honglian asked hastily.

"It's almost dawn."

"Will you come again...to find me?" Guren felt something was wrong after she finished speaking, so she didn't speak anymore, opened the door and sent Qianjin out.

☆、Chapter 58 How deep is the courtyard ([-])

Honglian sat in front of the green lacquered piano, lovingly touching every string she played.She did what she wanted to do and said what she wanted to say, maybe she would never come again.Suddenly, I regretted not being able to listen to her finish playing a piece of music. I used to always stand on the attic and watch her sitting in the yard playing the piano from a distance.Now that she finally sat in front of her and played the piano, she didn't cherish it anymore.

The orchid in the empty valley on the screen was embroidered by herself. The embroidered orchids were orchids planted in her yard. I wonder if she noticed it when she walked past the screen? The green lacquered xylophone is exactly the same as hers.

Now I can have one more thing about her in my house. Honglian is holding a small gold and copper tripod, which contains spices that are very similar to her body.

The green smoke circled the small cauldron, with a lingering love like lingering, floating in the air lightly, just like the spring breeze blowing through her hair in March, lingering in my heart.

Suhe has become Honglian, and Ah Luo has also become the wife of the wife at that time.Just when they had the same feeling and affection as the two of them, their original identities gradually faded away.

Qian Jin quietly returned to the courtyard, jumped over the high wall with a light leap, and returned to the house with extremely brisk steps.The room was still empty, and his little maid was already sound asleep leaning against the door.Walking into the room, Qianjin realized where the inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.

My qin is also a green lacquered xylophone, and my favorite orchid outside the window is exactly the same as the one on the screen in the oiran's room.Thinking of the shy look on the oiran's alluring face, Qian Jin couldn't help laughing.

That night, Qianjin had a very blurry dream. In the dream, she was not married yet, and she still sat in the yard every morning, playing the piano and watering the flowers.But in the dream, I always feel that someone is looking at me, and I look up from a distance, only to see the red clothes flashing past on the attic in the distance.

"Your family officials haven't come to my place for a long time, what are you doing here?" Hong Lian accidentally saw that familiar face, dressed like a rich man, but his face was too pale. "What's the matter with you? Are you sick?"

Honglian hurriedly took Qianjin to her room, hesitated for a while, and pushed open the door. The room was filled with a strong fragrance of lotus.Honglian lowered her head, not daring to look up at Qianjin.Because the scent of lotus is too light, if there is nothing, I always feel that she will disappear from time to time, so I order a lot, the strong fragrance can make me feel that she is always there.

"The beauty of this lotus fragrance is that it is light and indifferent, but when you get close to it, you can smell the faint and lingering fragrance of the flower. It is wonderful. You order too much, but it loses the original charm." Qianjin couldn't help it He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly thought of something, so he stopped talking.

Embarrassment condensed in the air, Honglian cheekily poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qianjin. "Why do you look so bad? Are you sick?"

"I've always had it. It's all right. How are you?"

"I'm... very good. I'm sought after by everyone, and everyone competes for the prize, just to have a chat with me. On weekdays, I can go wherever I want, and I'm free. Except for my humble status, everything else is quite satisfactory to me." Honglian laughed at herself, and saw Qianjin's dim eyes in a blink of an eye. "You...have a...okay?"

"I? I'm not as comfortable as you. Sometimes I feel as if I'm the only one left in the world. The yard is empty all day long." Qianjin walked to the window, gently opened the window, and stood by the side quietly looking at the building. The next song and laughter. "It's really lively here, it makes me feel like I'm not living alone."