Chapter 6 Section five

Huang Muyun coughed so hard that his heart was almost torn apart. He didn't understand how God arranged his future. Did he just let him die in heart-piercing pain?Of course he was unwilling to bow his head to the disease like this, but the terror that his chest almost exploded was spreading to his whole body, making his life worse than death.He often fantasizes that he is sailing on a long voyage, the salty sea breeze fills his nostrils, his body hair is thick, and the brown-cheeked sailor pours choking vodka for him. He is half drunk and half awake, lying on his back on the deck and rocking with the waves , a few hermit crabs crept past his fingertips.

"Do you want to come again?" Bai Zifeng's hoarse and deep voice tickled his ears.Huang Muyun didn't dare to open her eyes, fearing that everything would be shattered, so she could only close her eyes tightly, imagining her jade-like earlobes and the ecstatic cinnabar on the back of her neck. Can't open it, can't see it! He warned himself like this, and continued to greedily suck the orchid-like body fragrance in the empty valley. It was her smell, a fragrance mixed with mint and rose water, and he couldn't even open his eyes because of that unique smell. "Do you want to come again?" she asked.

A strong smell of honey powder hits the face, turning Bai Zifeng's mint and rose dew into nothing.He had no choice but to open his eyes angrily, shut his cough in his chest, and cursed angrily: "Little bitch! Disturbed my sleep!" Taozhi was not afraid either, knocked the pipe he had just smoked on the edge of the mahogany couch, put it on his heels, and said with a smile, "I just saw that Second Young Master coughed badly in your dream, it scared me to death." Huang Muyun stared blankly at Taozhi's thin breasts that were half exposed under the bellyband, and couldn't help but feel sad. He couldn't calculate how many such carefree days he would have, and Bai Zifeng could only bloom for him in his lust.Once people can see their own doom, they will become fearless and only show timidity in front of love.

"Hey, I heard that someone died in the family recently, but is it true?" Inquiring gossip from customers is the only hobby of this Fengyuelou red card. He usually only racks his brains to make customers happy. He has no other hobbies except gambling at the table and drinking. Talk about this for fun. "Why are you asking so much? I'll answer!" Huang Muyun pinched Taozhi's chin, threw a roll of banknotes under the couch, got up, put on his shoes and left.He didn't think that the fireworks girl who was wrapped by him was so beautiful. On the day he was dragged into Fengyue Tower by his elder brother Huang Moru for the first time, he was trembling and dared not look up, only smelling the smell of incense powder.The chattering and lewd words gave him a headache.He accidentally dropped the wine glass on the ground and bent down to pick it up, but a woman squatted there first and picked it up.He saw her face clearly, only when she lowered her head, a red bean-sized cinnabar radiated radiantly on her neck, which made him unwilling to take his eyes off that woman for a moment in the next few hours.That's how Taozhi accidentally charmed the second young master of the Huang family, and became a "good story" in Fengyuelou.

Thinking about it afterwards, he also regretted it a little. It was really not worth it to spend so much money on such a third-rate bastard every month. Apart from her skill in bed, she couldn't even say a gentle word mellowly, especially the thick mouthful. With a local accent, he could only hold back his temper every time he opened his mouth, pretending that he couldn't hear it.Looking back now, I can't help but stomp my feet quietly.If the money is used to decorate Bai Zifeng's clinic, how valuable it would be! Of course, that's not the only thing he's upset about.Bixian, a maid in his mother's room, died tragically, so Erniang transferred Sister Gui, who was serving him, to her mother.Sister Gui is mature and careful, and she is the most capable servant in the family. For this reason, Zhang Yanping begged the master to let her stay in his room so that he could take care of his illness.Unexpectedly, after making a fuss with dead people, Erniang would find a reason to adjust her servants.Originally, Sister Gui was like a gold medal of the Huang family. Whoever held it meant that he was being favored, but Su Qiaomei couldn't do it too directly, so she calculated every step of the way. Sooner or later, Sister Gui would have to be her housemate. people here.

These days, the Huang family has been ordered by the master not to go out, but he still goes against his father's will.It's not that he was born rebellious, but his dissatisfaction with certain twisted things in this family was vented through various betrayals.But as soon as he stood at the corner of Yutang Street, those unfamiliar disturbances hit him again, and he realized that he didn't have any friends around him, and he had nowhere to go, so he had to step over the rouge-filled threshold of Fengyue Tower again and again. . When I came back, it was already nightfall, Huang Muyun quietly entered through the back door, walked through a rose flower garden in the courtyard, and then walked out to the rockery on the right side of Huang Mengqing's house.Originally, he didn't have to go these long distances, and he went directly through the gazebo by the flowerbed to get closer, but that way he would see the laurel stump.He will always remember the two feet exposed under the dark cloud-covered canopy—Bixian's feet, because they were bound, the insteps are high and raised, like steamed steamed buns, and the short toes are covered with dried blood .

After finally going back to her own room, Huang Muyun shook her head, trying to expel the thrilling memory out of her body, but saw Sister Gui lighting mosquito coils in the porcelain stove. "Didn't you call my mother?" He was surprised but also a little happy, after all, he liked this old servant the most, he was attentive and attentive. "The third wife said that it's fine if she has Yinxiang, let me come back to serve the second young master." Sister Gui agreed with a smile.She used to be Mu Yun's nanny, so she always regarded him as half her son.It is precisely this special status that displeases the second wife. This woman is trying her best to remove the confidantes collected by the other families, so that she is the only one.

Huang Muyun didn't say much, just asked Sister Gui to unbutton his gown, and lay down without washing his feet.Once upon a time, no matter how hot the weather was, he didn't sweat, so he rarely took a shower.Knowing that he was tired, Sister Gui wrung out a wet towel and wiped his hands and feet. Just as she was about to take out the water, she saw Su Qiaomei and two male servants standing at the door aggressively.Zhang Yanping followed behind in embarrassment, hooking her neck, not daring to look into her son's room.Sister Gui's scalp went numb for a moment, she knew something was wrong, but she managed to force a smile and said, "Second wife, third wife, why is it so late..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already slapped him. It was the handservant brought by Su Qiaomei who did it.Sister Gui covered her face, not daring to say another word. "Alas..." Su Qiaomei even sighed coldly, not to mention the ice in the corner of her eyes that cannot be melted in this world, "Sister Gui, you are also an old man of the Huang family, why don't you understand the rules? If you don’t give face to my second wife, you should always give face to the master and the third wife, right? I sent you to the third wife’s room, could it be that I have wronged you? Babaer came here again. If every servant Choose the master according to your own temperament, so who is serving whom?"

Sister Gui just knelt there and nodded repeatedly, naturally she didn't expect the third wife to stand up and say that this matter was her idea.Although the third wife was born with a beautiful face, her personality is far less outstanding than her appearance, and it is commonplace to accept her own needs. "What's the matter?" Huang Muyun also ran out when he heard the movement, and he knew something was wrong when he saw the posture, and hurriedly said, "Er Niang, it just so happens that you are here, and I was just looking for you. My mother asked Sister Gui to pass on the message. She loved the honeydew melons sent by Butler Du very much, and asked me if there were any, but I had finished eating all of them, and was thinking about getting some when I paid my respects to Erniang tomorrow morning."

Some words abruptly blocked Su Qiaomei's arrogance. Seeing that it was not easy to get angry, she smiled and said: "Is this the case? As long as it's not midnight, come and get it at any time." Then she turned around slightly She turned around and gave Zhang Yanping a glance, "Seeing that your mother was not greedy before, why is she becoming greedy now, and she sent Sister Gui to beg for food from her son at such a late hour, she is not afraid of making people laugh!" After Su Qiaomei finished speaking, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and planned to leave.Sister Gui hurriedly put down the water basin, wiped off the water on her thighs, and was about to follow the crowd out. Unexpectedly, the farce that was supposed to end did not end as expected. "We will make people laugh at the end here. I'm afraid it will be another person!" It was Zhang Yanping's voice, as harsh as a knife's edge, and it seemed that it was aimed at Su Qiaomei. "Third Sister, who are you saying this to?" Su Qiaomei also sensed the murderous intent, so she had to fight, but her face remained completely motionless, because she was ready for the opponent to humiliate herself. "Say whoever knows." Zhang Yanping's provocation to Su Qiaomei was a bit sudden, and the atmosphere froze instantly. Probably only the two male servants were willing to watch such a good show, and even Sister Gui's expression became serious. Su Qiaomei grabbed Zhang Yanping's hand, and the two long jade porcelain armours were almost embedded in her arms: "Sister, since we've talked so far, don't swallow the other half, why don't you just say Speak clearly, so that the servants will be enlightened." Unexpectedly, Zhang Yanping seemed to have made up her mind to tear her face apart, and said with a sneer, "If I tell you, if you, Second Mistress, can still become bright in the hearts of servants, then it will be a legend through the ages." Su Qiaomei's face was ashen at this time, she probably couldn't imagine that a person who is usually obedient and obedient would resist, and she didn't even look at her previous identity! "Well, since Third Sister is upset, no matter who it is directed at, it's better to tell it out. We are all a family, and there is nothing to talk about. In this way, everyone is tired today, Mu Yun I'm not in good health, I should rest early, let's talk to the master tomorrow, what do you think?" She had to move out of the master, trying to calm down Zhang Yanping's emotions. The twilight of the crescent moon covered Zhang Yanping's distorted face. She was only wearing a loose silk jacket and a pair of skirt pants underneath. It looked like she was woken up by Su Qiaomei just after she fell asleep. "You don't need to be so kind, just say it now. Now that the family is in trouble, my sister seems to be very calm, and she is not afraid of those four innocent souls coming to look for her." "Mom?" Huang Muyun was afraid that his mother would lose control, so he called from the side. Su Qiaomei's face was so tense that a knife couldn't cut it, and every word she uttered seemed to be lumpy: "Don't talk, I want to hear about the intersection between your mother and the ghosts, I know they will come to me. " "You still want to blame?!" Zhang Yanping finally showed her true nature, spat on the ground fiercely, pointed at Su Qiaomei's nose and cursed, "Then tell me! What did you do the day Xue'er died?" "What did I do?" The muscle on Su Qiaomei's cheek trembled. "It's because of Mo Ru that you tried to get rid of her in a different way!" "The third wife thinks you are tired, let me help you back to your room." Sister Gui suppressed her panic, took Zhang Yanping's right arm and was about to go outside, but she knocked her down. "Su Qiaomei, don't think that if you are proud now, no one will know about your scandal. When you really sue the master, you may not win!" Zhang Yanping's face was flushed, and the hand that pulled the handkerchief almost poked Su Qiaomei's forehead. up. "Sister Gui, help the third wife into the room to rest, it's getting late, everyone go to bed." When Su Qiaomei said these words, she was actually smiling.A woman who can suppress resentment and anger in a timely manner is most terrifying. Huang Muyun has already foreseen that in the days to come, his mother and son will have more troubles in the Huang family than death.
Du Chunxiao sat by the well where the body of the peerless beauty was laid, and placed the cards on the bluestone slabs used to block the mouth of the well.Fortunately, the inside of the stone slab was immersed in the low temperature of the well, and it was very cool. She lay half of her body on the slate to let the heat in the pores evaporate through the slate. "Miss Du?" Huang Muyun was wearing a moon white gown, a pair of butterfly-shaped shoulder blades seemed to be piercing through the material. "What advice do you have, Second Young Master?" Du Chunxiao agreed feebly. He approached the abandoned well, sprinkled dozens of silver oceans on the stone slabs, and said, "Foretell me." Du Chunxiao stuck Yinyang to his sweaty skin one by one, feeling the joy of the cold seeping into every pore, then looked at his dangling silver arm and murmured: "For the fortune-telling of the Huang family, no money is required."