Chapter 389: Who?
Walking along the corridor on the second floor, there were various * from time to time in the rooms on both sides, and it was only when I reached the end of the corridor that the sound gradually faded away.
"Xiaohe, my mother brought Xiao Gongzi to see you~" Before Xiao Han realized it, the bustard stopped in front of a room close to the north, reached out and knocked on the door, and shouted inside.
"Mother Liu, I'm a little tired today and don't want to see guests." In the room, a voice with three points of laziness and three points of helplessness came out.
The sound is very good, and it is so comfortable to listen to in the ears. made Xiao Han wonder what its owner looked like.
The old bustard on the side secretly glanced at Xiao Han, gritted his teeth, and shouted inside: "Daughter, Xiao Gongzi is our guest of the assassin history and the city guard, and he is young and promising, and he just improvised a poem over there!" Although I don't know anything about my mother, the castle guard and the assassin are all applauded! Don't you also like poetry, why don't you come out and meet him? ”
After the old bustard finished shouting, the house was a little quiet. After a while, a voice came: "Xiao Gongzi? But the young man Xiao who cured the plague? ”
Hearing that there was a response inside, the old bustard was overjoyed, and hurriedly nodded outside the door: "Exactly, exactly!" ”
In this world, there are always various rules. The old bustard is also a smart person, and she already knew his identity when Pei Yuan called Xiao Han Xiao Hou. But according to the rules of the Qinglou, when a guest enters the door, he can only call the guest, and must not call him his position, and even his name is taboo! After all, the people who come here to seek pleasure don't want to know everything to the world, so she can only vaguely tell the people in the house, and now that she has understood it inside, she is naturally happy.
Through the wooden door, there was a little light in the room. A soft voice said inside: "Okay, please wait a while, the slave family will clean up." ”
"Good! Daughter, you have to dress up beautifully! Xiao Han didn't speak, but the old bustard answered with a smile on his face. Somehow, Xiao Han suddenly felt that she was a little afraid of the woman inside.
It feels weird!
The old bustard in the Qinglou is not a good stubble! After all, there are dozens or hundreds of girls under her hands, and there are also miscellaneous servants and turtle fathers and other people who are in chaos and want her to stop it! A good-natured person can't do this job. Could it be that he was afraid of provoking the people inside and running away secretly? So what does she have to be so expensive to make the bustard treat her like this?
Xiao Han was thinking about it, and the door in front of him squeaked open.
In the somewhat dim light, a pretty figure appeared in front of Xiao Han.
What kind of woman is this?! Even Xiao Han was stunned after seeing her! In his mouth, he unconsciously recited: There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent! One look at the city, and then look at the country!
Belle! A beautiful woman who captivates the country and the city! It's even a little more beautiful than Xue Pan! Xiao Han never thought that there would be such a beautiful woman in such a place. A delicate face, big eyes, a small cherry mouth and a small Yao nose. It is in line with the saying: if you increase one point, you will more, and if you subtract one point, you will less!
The old bustard looked at Xiao Han stunned on the side, laughing and laughing with a fox who stole a chicken! winked at Xiaohe a few times and quietly retreated.
"Xiao Gongzi, come in and sit down......" Seeing the old bustard leave, the girl who was famous as Xiaohe smiled at Xiao Han, and in an instant, it seemed that the whole world was bright.
"Huh? Oh! Xiao Han suddenly came back to his senses, quickly agreed, and followed her into the house.
Welcoming Xiao Han in, Xiaohe gently closed the door. Xiao Han, whose face was a little red, also took the opportunity of looking at the room to try to calm down.
This room is not big, much smaller than the room I was with Pei Yuan just now! And except for a set of tables and chairs, and an open screen, there is almost nothing else to see, which is very simple.
I wanted to go behind the screen to take a look, but Xiaohe suddenly blushed and blocked in front of him. Xiao Han suddenly thought that behind the screen should be her embroidery bed.
We are upright gentlemen, not hooligans and perverts! Xiao Han was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and returned to the table and sat down, watching the little lotus with reddish cheeks light a pillar of sandalwood, and sat down gently.
"It smells so good!" Xiao Han smelled the smell of sandalwood and praised it with a smile, but suddenly found that Xiaohe's face was even redder! Chinese characters are always like this, and if you are not careful, it is easy for people to be ambiguous.
"Ahem, I mean this incense is very fragrant... No, it's the sandalwood that I ordered, it's very fragrant! A little flustered to explain two sentences, but Xiao Han found that the more he explained, the more chaotic he became......
Xiao He looked at Xiao Han's appearance and suddenly smiled, and then said softly to Xiao Han: "Xiao Gongzi is polite, your status is noble, you should see a lot of these little things." ”
"Oh? You know me? ”
"Hmmm! Venturing into the plague city, how could the slave family of Xiao Gongzi, who saved people with wonderful skills, not know? Not only are the people of Seoul grateful to Xiao Gongzi, but the sisters in this Qinglou also admire and Gongzi..."
"Well, it's been awarded!" I don't know how to answer people, I was grateful to the Qinglou woman, should I want to repay the kindness with my body... Xiao Han suddenly found that his thoughts were evil enough!
Xiaohe smiled slightly, didn't say anything, but took a small box of tea, and then began to make tea skillfully.
The tea she brews is very traditional: it is made with crushed tea leaves, orange peel, cinnamon and other ingredients, then brewed with boiling water, and finally added mutton fat to complete it. Every time Xiao Han saw someone drinking tea like this, he always felt that it was drinking mutton fat soup instead of tea leaves.
Xiao He's movements of making tea were smooth and beautiful, and it was only then that Xiao Han dared to be sure that she was definitely from a big family! Ordinary people would not fiddle with tea like this at all.
The lights are flickering, and the girl who shines has a unique flavor. Xiao Han was suddenly a little curious about this girl.
Isn't it always written in the book that the young lady of the rich family unintentionally fell into the dust, and then met the young and golden young master, and the two had a singing and crying story?
"Xiao Gongzi, please use tea." The girl held the tea bowl and gently sent it to Xiao Han.
Xiao Han stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl, and he didn't drink it, so he asked her, "The girl's name is Xiaohe?" ”
The girl nodded slightly, and smiled at Xiao Han a little reluctantly: "That's right, Xiaohe is the name of the slave family here." ”
"Oh? What is the girl's real name? ”
“……”
Xiaohe frowned lightly, shook his head slowly, and said: "Xiao Gongzi don't ask his real name, the slave family has already been left here, so don't mention your original name." ”
Xiaohe's frowning appearance made Xiao Han's heart tremble, and he subconsciously said, "That's a sudden ......"
Raising his head slightly and glancing at Xiao Han, Xiaohe said in a low voice: "Don't complain about Xiao Gongzi, it's all fate." ”
"Fate..."sighed, Xiao Han felt a little dazed in his heart, who said that there is no destiny in this world? When I came here, wasn't it fate that was at work?
My heart is very blocked, and the words I suppressed in my heart suddenly want to talk to someone! The candlelight is flickering, the special fragrance of sandalwood is getting stronger and stronger, and then looking at the little lotus in front of him, it seems to be a little hazy.