Red plums reflect youth

Chapter 61

"Hiss..." With a flash of cold light, Liu Qiaoyang suddenly stretched out his short knife and pointed it straight at the man's snow-white neck, and a slender streak of blood suddenly drew out.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, neither surprised nor flustered, he jokingly said: "Is this how Mr. Liu treats his savior? And he is your old friend."

"Chuxiang, stop pretending. I already knew you were Qingying's subordinate." Liu Qiaoyang said seriously.

Unexpectedly, Chuxiang narrowed her peach blossom eyes and laughed lightly: "So what? Am I helping you?"

"But why did you poison Ziqing and their butterflies to death?" Liu Qiaoyang had already learned from Mingyan the reason why Butterfly's Love Song was changed, and now seeing Chuxiang dressed as a guard, she had already guessed the reason.

Chu Xiang's complexion changed when she heard the words, and she couldn't help asking, "How do you know?"

Liu Qiaoyang sneered: "Not only that, but you were responsible for Ziqing's insult last time, right?"

"How dare you be sure it's me?" A look of disbelief appeared on Chu Xiangqing's quiet face.

"It's strange for a man to be raped on the road, not to mention that those hooligans would go to the Qingcheng Pavilion to inquire about Ziqing's movements beforehand. They were not ordered by others, so how can they explain it? And Ding Jiu told me that Qingying was absolutely I didn't suspect Ziqing, and I didn't give any order to humiliate Ziqing, so I must be a person with ulterior motives. Ziqing has always been kind to others, and it is impossible for him to have any enemies, so the problem can only be on me, because he hates me , to take revenge on Ziqing. However, such a person must know Ziqing's position in my heart. Not many people know, but you are the only one who hates me!"

"In the matter of the butterfly, I didn't think it was you at first, but you appear here, and you are dressed as a guard, so it is almost inseparable."

After hearing this, Chu Xiang clapped her hands and praised: "Young Master Qiao Yang is really smart. But there is one thing you said wrong."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Chu Xiang raised her head and stared at Liu Qiaoyang, the lights shone in his bright peach eyes: "I never hated you."

"Then why, why did you harm Ziqing?" Qiao Yang's dagger approached Chuxiang's neck, and a drop of blood dripped down the blade, bright and shrill.

Chuxiang frowned slightly because of the pain, but held her neck high, neither dodging nor moving: "Because I like you."

Liu Qiaoyang couldn't help but look away from Chuxiang. Chuxiang smiled slightly when she saw it, and said sadly:

"I thought my heart died a long time ago, and I would never have any sincerity towards anyone. But, I have fallen in love with you. However, you gave Liu Ziqing your sincerity."

Speaking of this, Chuxiang's eyes flashed a trace of resentment: "That person is more handsome than me, smarter than me, and so lucky to be able to get your sincerity. Why! Why are all good things his, and I don't care about anything." No. I am a man, a man who is despised by others, or a man who was tired of playing with Fu Yongbin and threw him to the Nanxiang Pavilion. What capital do I have to compete with him? Why is God so favoritism?"

"So you find someone to insult him, and you want him to suffer the same crime as you!? So you poison Butterfly, and want him to suffer?!" Liu Qiaoyang said angrily.

Chuxiang taunted with a half-smile: "What? Is it vicious? Do you look down on me? Isn't this what a lowly person like me should do? Come on! Kill me and avenge him, it's over!" Saying that, Hatsuka closed her eyes, raised her head higher, and stretched her neck straighter.

"You!" Liu Qiaoyang gritted his teeth fiercely, but let go of the hand holding the knife, and said in a hateful voice: "You are really despicable now!! Yes! Although you were a man in the past, I feel sorry for you because you can't help yourself. I didn't look down on you, but respected you, loved you, and made you my confidant. But now you are willing to degenerate, doing these shameless things, as vicious as a conspiracy woman. It is an insult to yourself and our previous friendship !"

Chu Xiang's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, and she opened her eyes to look at Liu Qiaoyang.I saw Liu Qiaoyang continue to say sadly: "Maybe fate has played tricks on you, making you have no status and be spurned by others. But a person's dignity is given to himself. If you straighten your back and be an open-minded person, So what if you are in Nanxiang Hall? If you have saved enough money, redeemed your body, and live in a place where no one knows your past, who would despise you? But now, you are doing these despicable things by yourself. If you ruin yourself, who will think highly of you?"

After Chuxiang listened, she remained silent for a long time.

Slowly spreading out his hands, staring blankly, with steam in his eyes, he said with a wry smile, "Did I destroy myself?"

Liu Qiaoyang sighed: "Now that Qingying has fallen, you have regained your freedom. It is up to you what you do in the future. But..." Qiao Yang said sharply: "If you insist on going your own way again, don't blame me for being rude!" Then he lowered his tone and said softly, "Ziqing...Ziqing is alive, and it's not as easy as you think...Maybe God will take away as much as you have given you..."

"Ziqing..." Chuxiang turned her head to one side, and said indifferently, "Qiao Yang, you should go to the backyard to have a look... Liu Ziqing was brought to the backyard by Fu Yongbin just now. Now... don't know what's going on now."

Varied? ! !what? ! !

Liu Qiaoyang's head was blown off with a buzz, his eyes were wide open, and he ran towards the backyard involuntarily.

Chu Xiang stared blankly at Qiao Yang's leaving back, tears streaming down her face.

I still remember the night we first met...

In the Cuifang Pavilion, the red candles are on and off, and the gauze curtains are flying.

He was unloading his shirt, ready to serve the guests as usual.But the man stretched out his hand suddenly, covering his trembling hands with warm palms, and said softly: "It's okay, if you don't want to, I won't force you, just leave your body to someone you want. I will cover you in the future." In your field, you don’t have to pick up customers anymore.”

I was startled when I heard the words, and looked down at him, only to see that he was smiling cleanly and heartily, like an April day in the world.