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Their acquaintance was just a forgery, and Tong Shuang thought she would hate Shi Qingyi for a lifetime.

But for such a long time in a lifetime, no one knew how many changes it meant when he was young.

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Tong Shuang hired a temperament and refused to give in. Later, Shi Qingyue tied her with a silk scarf and put her hand on top of her head, making her immobile, and threatening her in her ears that she dared to move and threw her down from the second floor. .

There is also a small lake in the garden behind the small western-style building. Throwing it down on such a cold day in early spring will kill half of your life. Tong Shuang hired his teeth to bite his lips and bleed, and was pried open with a finger.

The man laughed wantonly: "Do you think I am out of five small yellow croakers and buy a dumb man?"

Tong Shuangpin's eyes were red, and her head was turned to reveal a mouthful of white teeth, and she bit down. Shi Qingyue couldn't help hissing when she was in pain, and directly bit her finger into bleeding.

There was hatred in the eyes, as if wishing to strip people off to make clothes.

Of course, she was quickly suppressed by Shi Qingyue. The people who came out of the swords and guns easily pressed her and said with a smile: "Wait when you have the strength to resist."

Tong Shuangpin could only shed tears in humiliation, and her waist was so painful that she shivered slightly.

Tong Shuang was guilty of hire that night, even if she was shocked to discover that the Seventh Young Master was a girl, she didn't feel much better.

When I woke up the next day, although I was weak, I didn't change into thin pajamas from the sticky body of last night. The wounds on my body were plastered one by one, and my aching wrists were also cool-a good wound medicine.

She didn't think it was the thoughtfulness of the Shi's young master. She only found it disgusting and disgusting. She staggered in the bathtub. She couldn't get the new bathtub in the small western-style building. The water was cold.

She lowered her head little by little, scrubbing her skin desperately, until she rubbed her skin red, as if she couldn't clean it.

For a moment, she wanted to pierce Shi Qingyue's heart with a knife and die with her.

This idea still exists a long time later, but the hatred in it has changed.

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Shi Qingyue went back very early the next night. The second wife who went shopping just came back when she opened the door of the mansion. She wore a mink in the winter. She changed her coat and leaned on the door frame, revealing her white arms. Her father's fifth concubine, the two of them went to scan the shop together and just came back.

"Oh, Xiao Qi came back so early today."

"Will it be early, someone has just arrived in the room," the second sister-in-law handed the things to the housekeeper in a sour tone, "It's still our Xiaoqi who knows how to hurt people. Look at your two brothers. Every day, I don't know what. Time to come back."

"Second brother is busy with business affairs, of course not as leisurely as me," Shi Qingyi glanced upstairs, "Did she go downstairs today?"

"What are you going downstairs? I've been upstairs all day, and I won't open the door if I knock." Behind the door came out a beauty holding a plate of fruits and melons. She was beautifully dressed and enchanting. It was her father's third concubine.

There are too many people, and the words are broken. Shi Qingyue frowned, walked upstairs quickly, and rushed into the room. There was no one on the bed. The window was on the second floor. She couldn't jump down without disturbing people—

Shi Qingyue suddenly opened the small door inside, and the pale-faced person lay naked in the cold water. I don't know how long he had been soaking. The person had fainted, and the skin on his body was soaked and wrinkled.

I was dying when I watched it.

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Later that day, the army was in turmoil. When the whole family had dinner together at night, Shi Qingyi did not come down. The commander sent someone to ask, but was stopped by his wife.

"Just called Doctor Yang to go up."

The old lady glanced upstairs.

These concubines are the daughter of a wealthy family in Jiangnan. Although they are half-aged mistresses, they still have the charm. Although Shi Qingyi was not born in her belly, she was raised by the wife when she died. , So he spoiled this little boy who didn't threaten him.

The old lady pointed to Shi Qingyue’s favorite dishes: "Wait a while when you are done, warm up the dishes in the kitchen, and bring them upstairs to the young master."

The handsome man placed the chopsticks heavily on the bowl, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and snorted coldly.

There were people in Xiao Ni's room, and he didn't even come down to eat with his old father.

When Qingyue hugged the people upstairs and gave the medicine bite by bite, she was really frightened when she came back. The weather in early spring was soaked in cold water for a whole day, and even an iron man couldn't stand it, so she hurriedly took the person out and called the doctor.

The doctor with a metal tube called a stethoscope watched for a long time and prescribed a few boxes of medicine.

The maid of the Shi family came over to deliver the medicine with warm water, and her voice was soft and soft: "Miss Tong, Master asked us to come and deliver the medicine for you."

"Fuck." Tong Shuang hired a backhand and knocked the water cup over. Her voice was dumb, she didn't have much strength, and her eyes were stubborn and she didn't feel stubborn. Because of the fever, she looked moist, like a rainy summer.

"I'm used to you."

As soon as the water cup was broken on the ground, Qingyue walked in from the outside, and the corner of his mouth was lifted, and Tong Shuangpin had an inexplicable premonition.

Just now she took Tong Shuangren out of the water and got all wet. She just got in and changed her clothes when she heard the voice from here.

She was not as gentle as the maid, and when she sat on the edge of the bed, she stuck the person in her arms, strangled her chin, and stretched her other hand over, and the maid passed the medicine in fear and sincerity.

"put-"

Tong Shuangpin wanted to yell to let me go, but the person was too weak and his voice was dumb, and his jaw was clamped, and he couldn't even make a sound. He was forced to give the medicine down.

The Western medicine was not bitter. When she finished drinking Shi Qingyue, she let go, and she had nowhere to fall into Shi Qingyue's arms.

There was a laugh from the top of her head, and she stretched out her hand. She thought that Shi Qingyi wanted to jam her jaw again, but she was only rubbing her cheek with one hand, which was the place where she just got stuck.

"You just want to take my skin off and make clothes, at least you have to live well first, don't you?"

She has a funny voice, a little stray, and someone knocks on the door as soon as her voice falls.

"Master, the food from the eldest wife."

The door was pushed open, and the little maid came over with a tray of dishes. Shi Qingyue leaned back on the bedside and looked casually: "Are you eating?"

Of course, Tong Shuang did not eat, she closed her eyes humiliatingly, feeling like she had suffered a great grievance.

-This man has married a few concubines and wives so virtuous that he even delivers food at night.

She was sick and dizzy. She fell asleep as soon as it darkened. She woke up at night with a splitting headache. She felt heavy and sore, and sweaty all over her body. She gasped and wanted to lift the quilt. Only then did I find that I was tightly bound in my arms.

The man reached behind her and circled her with both hands.

"open…"

No matter how hard the voice was combined with a hoarse voice, it was as weak as a cat, and the arms that circled her tightened again, and the person was half asleep and half awake.

"Don't let go, you're still hot, just sweat it out..."

Holding her manpower surprisingly, Tong Shuangpin couldn't get rid of it no matter what. After the Xuxu struggle, she leaned back on the person's arms and looked at the moonlight outside the window. Life is already a desperation that can be seen at a glance.

She seemed to be trapped in a cage and couldn't escape for a lifetime. She was all sweaty, and she couldn't even go out to take a shower and change clothes.

She was so sad that someone behind Suujue gently patted her back, followed by a dry towel, carefully wiping her sweaty nape and vest.

The voice behind him said dazedly: "After you burn your throat, you can't sing. You have to think about yourself."

"Being your aunt, still have a chance to go out and show your face?"

Tong Shuangpin’s voice was hoarse and ironic, and her heart throbbed when she thought that she could only push Pai Gow with the group of aunts and wives in the future and become one of the women who would please her.

In the middle of the night, her tears were like a spring that never dried up, flowing finely, dampening the pillow towel.

"Who said you wouldn't let you go out to sing?" The man behind came over to wipe her tears, "I am not the same as the old man."

"Go to sleep, I'll let you out once you've got your body."

Even if the people behind him are sleepy and dazed, and don't know if what they are talking about is true or false, Tong Shuang still believes it, and that desperate heart gives birth to a little hope.

She felt that she was humble and terrible, and she obviously wanted to break the net with this mermaid, but as long as she agreed to a few conditions, she felt that it was not impossible to survive.

Because she has a secret that no one has said.

—She likes women.

But she knows this is wrong. Everyone in the world marries a woman. Although she has also read the story of Chen Ajiao and the witch Chufu, it is not the right way, and Ama got her and her cousin married early in the morning...

Perhaps because of the high fever, she thought a lot this night in a drowsy manner, thinking about the theater, thinking about her cousin, thinking about the weather in early spring, and finally she gave up the idea of ​​struggling out of Shiqingyi’s arms, feeling vaguely The breath in her arms smelled good.

-Refreshing and refreshing, it is the smell that she doesn't hate. She doesn't know what it is, like the flowers that bloom outside the opera garden every spring.

It was noon when she woke up again, and there was no one behind her. She lay on the bed for a while before the door was pushed open.

Looking for her reputation, she saw people who had brought a bowl of porridge in person.

Shi Qingyue wears a new-style vest today. Her hair is half-length and not long. When wearing a military uniform, her hat was hidden. It looks a bit longer than a normal army man. Maybe it’s because of the clothes. Retouching made her eyebrows look softer.

"I heard that you didn't eat a day yesterday."

She sat next to her and smiled slowly: "You don't want me to "feed" you like yesterday, right?"

Where is he? It was clearly stuck in her throat to force her to swallow.

Tong Shuangpin tugged at the sheets and wanted to take the bowl in the past. Shi Qingyue had already gotten closer, scooped up a spoon of porridge and blew it to her mouth.

Tong Shuang was stunned.

She is not in good health. The illness has been for more than half a month. Shi Qingyi never forced her to do anything. He just slept with her at night and came back to talk about her daily life as usual.

Until she was completely cured, did she dare to ask her when Shi Qingyi came back: "When can I return to the opera garden?"

Her eyes were dark, she was leaning against the window sill, her straight hair looked gentle and moving, but the corners of her mouth were stubborn, as if Shi Qingyue was about to jump off the balcony when she said nothing.

Shi Qingyue watched her in his spare time, even though she knew that this was the second floor and there was nothing wrong with it, she did what she wanted.

"anytime."

She found that she couldn't see through Shi Qingyue, from the beginning.