The red lady with a smile

Chapter 12

A few days later, Han Mingruo came to Xuan Qing's residence again, and was somewhat surprised to see him so calm.

People say that those who use the deepest affection are the most impenetrable, but Xuan Qing is obviously not among them.Seeing that he could eat and sleep, and was carrying the baby in a friendly manner, and his complexion was good, Han Mingruo silently let out a sigh of relief.

Xuan Qing saluted Han Mingruo first, and then asked about A Luo's recent situation. After confirming that he was fine, he changed the topic to himself.

"I want to wait for Ah Luo to recover, that is, in autumn, to meet him... talk to him about the medicine man..."

"You do not trust me?"

"No." Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head, "Xuan Qing knows that Mr. Han has good intentions, but there are some things that cannot be resolved by me leaving like this."

Xuan Qing knew very well that as a lowly person, he had nowhere to go except around his master and the brothel. If he just left like this, with the power of the Wei family, he might be able to find him again soon. Instead of hiding like this In Tibet, it is better to put this matter on the table, so that there may be a turnaround.

"Of course, I can't deny that A Luo might hurt me, so I would like to ask Mr. Han for a favor." This was Xuan Qing's unfeeling request.

Han Mingruo was silent for a moment, and then said, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask if there is a drug that does not hurt people but can temporarily incapacitate people, similar to sweat medicine... I want to keep it with me, just in case."

If Han Mingruo didn't agree to his proposal quickly, he asked instead: "If A Luo insists on you staying, what will you do?"

"I won't stay." Xuan Qing answered pertinently, "I'm just blind to A Luo, and he also has his own favorite person. I will not stay for my own sake and for him."

He has prepared the letter of divorce, with his name written on it, and he is waiting for the day when he leaves, and he wants to hand it over to Ah Luo himself.

"Then what if he doesn't want to give up curing Gu poison and kill you?"

When asked about this, Xuan Qing suddenly became quiet, and the smile gradually faded from the corner of his mouth. He looked down at the baby girl who was sleeping soundly in his arms, silently thinking about something.

After a long time, just when Han Mingruo thought he was unwilling to answer, Xuan Qing suddenly spoke up, and he said helplessly: "I don't want to die, so I will try my best to avoid Ah Luo and not let myself die in his hands." But if it is fate that I will be killed by him, and I cannot escape, then I have nothing to do."

But before that day comes, he will never give up the chance of survival.

"Xuan Qing has neither talent nor ambition, but only wants to have a humble place in the world, and it would be a blessing to be able to grow old safely."

This time, Han Mingruo didn't make fun of him for being short-sighted and just trying to make ends meet. On the contrary, he stared blankly at the man in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little moved.

Han Mingruo has never met real civilians or untouchables. In his eyes, they are all insignificant existences. But now that he thinks about it, the world is full of grievances, and the rich and powerful are all worried. They have gained a lot and lost a lot at the same time. In comparison, this most vulgar and simple wish is the most practical and real.

"You are a nice person." It was the first time that Xuan Qing was praised like this. While the other party was surprised, Han Mingruo continued, "I can help you. I wish you can achieve your wish."

"Thank you, Mr. Han, for your success."

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Han Mingruo is not a bad person, and under his arrangement, Xuan Qing and A Luo's meeting date was set on a certain day after August and before A Luo's birthday.

This should also be regarded as the day when he was divorced, Xuan Qing thought so, and directly wrote the date on the prepared divorce letter as a ghostwriter, so that only A Luo's signature remained.

On the night before the vacation was approaching, Xuan Qing carefully arranged the divorce papers, sighed deeply, and looked at the black and white words, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the eighth letter. Although it is a little different from the previous ones, the ending is probably the same... It seems that my luck is really not very good. I didn’t do anything, and I didn’t care about anything, but I still provoked him inexplicably. A whole body of trouble has come, is this the so-called "hit with evil spirit"?

"Yeah...beep..."

At this time, Xiaochun who was on the soft couch beside him smiled and waved his hands, making an inexplicable sound, which attracted Xuan Qing's attention.

As soon as he saw the child, he couldn't help but put on a soft look. Xuanqing didn't know what happened to the children of other families, but this daughter of A Luo was really painful. She was cute and cute, and she laughed at everyone. , except for holding, eating and changing diapers, she seldom cries out loud.

These days the little baby is very clingy to Xuan Qing, which makes him feel needed by others. This feeling may not be uncommon to others, but it is the first time for Xuan Qing, so he is also very special cherish.

Xuan Qing smiled, reached out to hug Xiao Chunchun, and made faces to make her laugh.As expected, the baby in the swaddling cradle narrowed his eyes and giggled.

The child laughed, and Xuan Qing's worries just disappeared.

"Xiaochun, be good. From now on, you must listen to Aluo's father and be a happy little lady."

Finally kissed Xiao Chunchun's tender cheeks, Xuan Qing adjusted her swaddling clothes, and then called the nanny and the maid to take Xiao Chunchun back to the house, and she will be brought back to Wei Mansion by the nanny tomorrow morning, after that they Then we will never see each other again.

I really feel a little bit reluctant...

In the blink of an eye, the night passed away, Dongfang showed a white belly, Xuan Qing tossed and turned, couldn't sleep, after all, he had no dreams all night and couldn't close his eyes.

I can't tell if it's sad or anxious, maybe it's both. As soon as the sky dawned, Xuan Qing couldn't help getting up to wash up, change into the only old clothes she wore from Jinyuan Building, and took the prepared divorce letter and the gift from Han Mingruo. Medicine powder, and no other luggage, and he didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so he left the other hospital early and slowly.

Xuan Qing's actions around A Luo are free, A Luo doesn't seem to be afraid that he will run away, and he hasn't been watched by anyone, but Xuan Qing didn't dare to act casually before, but now it's the first time he walked to Wei Mansion alone.

It's early in the morning, even the morning market on the road has not yet been set up, and there are few people on the road. Lu Xuanqing, who went to Wei's mansion, still remembers a little bit. Compared with the road, he thinks more about meeting A Luo today scenario.

What will Arlo's expression be when he hears this?Shock?anger?Disdain?Or...disgust?Will he explain to keep himself?Or will he hold himself hostage more directly?Will I...would I just die in his hands?

Xuan Qing had never thought about so many problems at the same time in his whole life, and he had no time to detour in his mind for a while, so he walked to Wei Mansion full of doubts and an uneasy heart.

When Xuan Qing knocked on the door of Wei Mansion, a servant came to answer the door not long after, the door was opened, and the young man who opened the door was very surprised to see him. Although he heard that Xuan Qing would come today, he didn't expect it It's so early.

Out of etiquette, the servant still let Xuan Qing in, after all, he still has the title of concubine, so it is not easy to neglect.The servant invited Xuan Qing into an empty room, poured him a cup of tea, and then went to report.

Xuan Qing thought that A Luo hadn't woken up at this time, and he might have waited for a long time, but unexpectedly, after a while, the boy came back and said that it was Master Luo who invited Master Xuan Qing to the room for a talk.

Followed the boy to A Luo's room, walked to the door, the boy said he didn't want to be disturbed by entering the house, so he left Xuan Qing to enter the room alone, while he closed the door outside, and immediately retreated, Don't dare to stay longer.

The room is a little dark, but the faint light can be seen. The simple room decoration is the same as Xuan Qing's impression, with many books and paintings, and the people standing in the room are the same as usual, with seemingly indifferent expressions People dare not approach easily.

"Ah Luo." Xuan Qing called his name and smiled slightly, "I have something to tell you..."

There is no cumbersome preface, and there are no gorgeous words. Xuan Qing does not expect that this conversation will change A Luo's opinion of himself, so he explained his intentions in the most popular, direct and simple way, and did not mention Han Mingruo in his words. Xuanqing didn't want to cause other conflicts between the two because of herself.

"You know, don't you? I'm the medicine that cures the poison in your body. As long as you eat me, you'll be fine."

In the daytime, A Luo never lied, even if the truth was so cruel that he would point it out honestly, and at this moment, Xuan Qing wished so much that he could shake his head and deny it, but unfortunately his wish could not always come true.

A Luo was stunned at first when he heard the words, as if wondering how he knew, but after a moment of astonishment, he still had a cold face and nodded unabashedly.

It was completely different from the impact that Han Mingruo said, but A Luo admitted that his simple movements were like sharp swords, smashing Xuan Qing's sincerity to pieces in an instant.

"Yes, that's how it is...so that's how it is..." Rubbing the bracelet, Xuan Qing murmured in a low voice.

In fact, there is nothing to be sad about. This is just another proof that my feelings will not be reciprocated. My previous hopes were all delusional. Anything I like a little bit is a lie. All A Luo wants is a good medicine.

Due to his personality, Xuan Qing thought of this, instead of choking up tears, he forced himself to smile, but he didn't know that that stiff smile was uglier than crying.

"Ah Luo..." The tone was a bit unsteady, but Xuan Qing still tried to finish the sentence as calmly as possible, "I, I think you may have misunderstood, I have been living in a brothel as long as I can remember, and have taken many customers, I have also encountered many things... but I have never been involved in the world, so the antidote to the poison should not be me."

Speaking of this, he didn't dare to look up into Arlo's eyes. He expected the other party to give him an answer after hearing what he said—is it a misunderstanding or a fact?But the reality is that he was disappointed once again.

A Luo didn't move at all, not even moving his fingers. After waiting for a long time for his reply, Xuan Qing's heart was completely chilled.

Probably from the very beginning, Arlo didn't even bother to interact with people like him, and everything was "forced".The more I think about myself, the more amusing I am, Xuan Qing almost laughed out loud.

However, when all this was reflected in A Luo's eyes, it changed completely. He saw Xuan Qing's clenched lower lip, his clenched fists, and the unshed tears in those eyes...

A Luo blinked, opened his mouth, and finally said that his gaze was diverted, without saying anything, without writing any explanation, he turned his head away, and avoided Xuan Qing with a guilty conscience.

Xuan Qing's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't cry. Even if he didn't get the response he wanted, he still pulled the corners of his mouth a few times, and then took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the resentment in his heart, He pretended to be indifferent so that he could continue the conversation with Arlo.

"If, if you insist on thinking that I am, then there is nothing you can do about it, but... I will definitely not trade my life for my life... I, I don't want to die yet!" After speaking clearly, Xuan Qing's palm had already full of sweat.

Finally, A Luo reacted a little after hearing this, and saw that he took a piece of paper from the side and wrote: "Then what do you want?"

"I gotta go."

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to the building." Xuan Qing immediately said, and took out the long-prepared divorce letter, and when A Luo saw the divorce letter, he gave him a cold look, and then frowned.

Seeing that his reaction was not very violent, Xuan Qing calmed down a little and continued: "You have a child, and you are getting along well with Mr. Han, so I think...it's time for me to go back." That's what he said , but the trembling tone still betrayed his true feelings.

A Luo stared at him, and silently reached out to take the divorce letter. Looking at it, the wording in it was quite literary, but every stroke was very blunt and deliberate, as if it was intentionally imitated.Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that Xuan Qing had never studied, and had already lived in a brothel at school age, so he should have inscribed this letter from nowhere.

With this conclusion, Arlo stopped reading, and instead put away the divorce letter and put it aside.

Is this accepted?

Xuan Qing guessed secretly, but did not get a definite answer. A Luomo's silent performance made him very nervous, and even involuntarily pressed his hand on the place where Han Mingruo's drug was hidden on his waist.

His movements were extremely unnatural, which immediately attracted A Luo's attention. He stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Xuan Qing's hand.

Xuan Qing was startled, and before he could react, he grabbed his hand and tugged at his belt, and the drug bag hidden in it fell to the ground at once.

"...!"

Oops, found out!

Xuan Qing's eyes widened, and his hands and feet became stiff for a moment, unable to move.

Watching Ah Luo squatting down, opening the packet of medicinal powder, putting it in front of his nose to sniff lightly, and then showing that surprised expression, Xuan Qing knew that he must have discerned the nature of the medicine and saw through his "trick"!

It's really over now. I was not sure that I could get out of the body, but now it's even worse. A Luo will not chop himself in a fit of anger, right?

Seeing A Luo's hand reaching out to her, Xuan Qing instinctively closed her eyes...

"don't want!"

Being caught straight, Xuan Qing's body tensed up, and just when his legs were so frightened that his legs became weak and he was about to fall to the ground, a pair of strong hands suddenly lifted him up.

After a while of dizziness, Xuan Qing smelled a familiar smell, opened her eyes slightly cautiously, and found herself lying in A Luo's arms, being hugged horizontally by him.

"Ah, Arlo?"

A Luomo kept silent, and easily put Xuan Qing on the bed. Before he realized what would happen, A Luo pulled off his belt, peeled off his old clothes, and stroked Xuan Qing with his palms. his chest.

"...!"

After realizing what he was going to do, it was too late, Xuan Qing was stripped of all his clothes, A Luo pressed down his whole body, restraining his actions.

The movements are done in one go, which is completely different from the gentle and patient Arlo at night. During the day, Arlo is more like a wild beast. He seems to calmly face his prey, but his heart is surprisingly wild.

There was patience and tenderness in the swift and domineering movements, which caused Xuan Qing to panic.

In fact, there was only one time when he and A Luo had sex in the daytime. At that time, A Luo was delirious by the snake gu, and he rudely asked Xuan Qing for the first time, but after regaining his sanity, A Luo no longer The more the rules, so at this moment, his behavior is particularly surprising.

"Wait...wait, Arlo...ah, don't..."

It's not a flirting method that wants to be promoted before suppressing. This time Xuan Qing really doesn't want to continue. He cares about everything afterwards, afraid that he will sink, and A Luo will regret it.

But A Luo turned a deaf ear to it, as if he didn't listen to him at all, he took out a jar of viscous ointment from somewhere in the house, couldn't help but put it on Xuan Qing's body after dipping it in his finger.

The back acupoints that have not been used for a long time are a little tight, but the body that is used to Huanai is quickly opened up with the aid of the ointment, and Xuan Qing's breathing rhythm is messed up because of this. At first, he wanted to speak and refuse, but finally ended up It is a word without a sentence, unable to speak.Soon bursts of groans replaced words, and the sound of heavy panting and lewd water stains gradually spread in the room.

This time was different before, A Luo took the initiative but remained patient, stroking Xuan Qing's body quietly, preparing for his entry.

The two used the most usual posture, Xuan Qing lay flat on the bed, her legs were opened by A Luo, and it was easy to see A Luo's face from his angle.Now in his distraught body, but his mind still has reason, Xuan Qing looked at A Luo's unchanged expression, and he came to a conclusion on some things without authorization.

Perhaps it was Arlo's "abnormality" again. This kid has been used to obedience since he was a child, and he has never been rejected. The method made up for it.In fact, there is no emotion at all.

Reluctantly pulling up the corner of his mouth and showing a wry smile, Xuan Qing no longer resisted, raised his head and kissed A Luo's cheek, rubbed his lower abdomen, motioning for him to come in quickly.

Anyway, it's just a dirty skin. It's worth it if it can calm down A Luo. It doesn't matter that A Luo doesn't have feelings for him. He has feelings for him...

The love was not intense, Xuan Qing looked at A Luo the whole time, even though tears blurred his vision at the end, his eyes still did not shift.A Luo's expression remained indifferent, except that after entering Xuan Qing's body, he became a little ambiguous. Now that this was the case, Xuan Qing had no intention of guessing his thoughts. In short, A Luo hadn't disliked his body yet, so he could use it if he wanted to. Take it, if you can't give him his life, he can still afford his body.

Letting herself moan and cry in A Luo's arms, Xuan Qing didn't know whether she was sad or lonely.Perhaps as a partner in the building said, for people like them, obsession with love is a sin and a punishment from God. Still indulging himself on the road full of thorns and struggling forward, never giving up until death.

"Alo...Alo..."

Calling the name of the person in front of her over and over again, Xuan Qing really wanted to tell him how much she liked him, but no, he didn't have the courage and qualifications, and from the very beginning, their relationship shouldn't involve such things.

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After the bed incident, Xuan Qing lay on the bed drowsily, couldn't see A Luo's face clearly, only knew that he stayed by her side for a while afterwards, then got out of bed, put on clothes, shoes and socks and went out of the room.

He didn't mean to kill himself, or else he wouldn't have draped himself in a quilt before leaving, Xuan Qing thought confusedly, falling into a dream while thinking.

For some reason, he had an unusual dream this time. He dreamed of the appearance of A Luo when he was a child. At first, he stood far away in the corner, looking enviously at the speechless little girl in expensive clothes. Young Master, the distance between the two of them got closer and closer, until finally, A Luo stared at him with big watery eyes, held his hand with his soft little hand, and showed a cute smile on his chubby little face. Blushing, always waddling and following beside her like a duckling, her appearance is so cute that Xuan Qing can even laugh out loud in her dreams.

In the middle of the night, he just woke up laughing like this, and it was already late at night.

Slowly getting up from the bed, Xuan Qing found that his body had been cleaned at some point, and his inner clothes were put on. The room was very quiet, and there were snacks suitable for cold food on the table, apparently specially for Xuan Qing prepared it.

Xuan Qing sat at the table, and before he moved his chopsticks, he found a letter pressed by a paperweight on the table. Not in a hurry to eat, Xuan Qing opened the letter first, and as he expected, it was A Luo's handwriting.

Because the letter uses the most simple and basic words, Xuan Qing can roughly understand it, there is no specific explanation about the medicine man, but A Luo said that he is willing to let Xuan Qing leave, and asked him to leave tomorrow afternoon , as for the horse-drawn carriage, he will be responsible for the preparations.

After reading the whole letter, Xuanqing breathed a long sigh of relief. It is always lucky to survive a catastrophe. It can also be seen that Aluo is not a person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goal. At least he let himself go, and he is still a good boy. Such a person will definitely have a better marriage waiting for him in the future, such as Han Mingruo and Han Gongzi...

While thinking, Xuan Qing picked up the snack in front of him and put it into his mouth. He was so hungry, he didn't eat anything, and he was worried all day.Later, he was forced to do some "physical work" by Aluo, and now it is natural to eat to replenish his strength.

Throwing the letter aside, Xuan Qing flicked left and right, stuffing any food into his mouth, insisting that his cheeks were bulging.Chewing incessantly in his mouth, and occasionally choking, he would slap his chest desperately, then drink a cup of tea to help him swallow the food, and then continue to stuff the food into his mouth when he is better, with no rules at all.

It's okay, but it's just to be a concubine again. It's not the first time. It's good to save my life. In fact, it's also good to go back to the building. If you make money, you don't have to worry about others anymore. Everyone is the same, no one will look down on him, let alone suppress him with identity constraints.

While eating, Xuan Qing suddenly felt a little sore on both cheeks, followed by pain in the eye sockets, nose, one by one, Xuan Qing sucked in his nose, closed his eyes forcefully, wanted to relieve the pain, but didn't want to open them like this As soon as he closed his eyes, a transparent liquid suddenly remained in his eyes.

Wiping away a handful of tears, Xuan Qing didn't change his expression, he still chewed the food in his mouth without making a sound.

This is not the first time that Xuan Qing has been abandoned by others. He thought he had learned the habit, but the so-called "habit" was just his own wishful thinking. It's a pity that he didn't see the truth until today.

Self-deception, the pretense of being strong and fragile is like a thin piece of paper, once something happens to the east window, it can't resist any erosion at all. Among the hypocrisy, Xuan Qing's broken heart is twisted repeatedly, and finally turned into dust. Nothing left.

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A Luo was quite generous, and ordered someone to prepare luggage and expenses in advance, but on the day Xuan Qing left, he was unable to see off because his youngest daughter had a fever.When Xuan Qing heard the news, his heart was dull, and it took him a while to understand the meaning of these words. He nodded quietly, then thanked the young man, got up and walked into the carriage.

At this point, there is nothing more sad than heartbreak, Xuan Qing doesn't care anymore.Before leaving, he finally took another look at the Wei Mansion, and for a moment, the scene of the newcomer flashed before his eyes one by one like a revolving lantern. Those things and people were the indelible traces in his memory.

"Bye now……"

Silently lip-synching, Xuan Qing no longer cared about it, turned around and got into the carriage.

After he sat down firmly, the coachman waved the reins, the horse neighed, and immediately took the carriage and drove all the way to the gate of the city.

After a long time, there was dust everywhere in front of the gate of Wei Mansion, but no trace of the carriage could be seen anymore. Suddenly, a figure walked out from behind the gate of Wei Mansion. It was A Luo holding his daughter and staring blankly at the direction Xuan Qing left.

A Luo still had the same expression, but the little baby in his arms opened his eyes wide and babbled. A Luo didn't know what he was thinking, so he looked at it for a long time, and then he lowered his head and stroked it with his big palm. Caressing her daughter's small face, the corners of her mouth moved, revealing unspeakable tenderness.