My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 107: How Do You Know Acacia Pain

Chapter 107: How Do You Know Acacia Pain
The rain in the south of the Yangtze River comes and goes in a hurry.

Young Master Liu stared at the pattering bead curtains under the eaves in a daze, and the old man gave another order. The things that should be busy in the Liu Mansion are over, and the young master's studies need to get on the right track. failed.

After packing his bags, First Young Master Liu sighed: "Reading is good, but is this young master really that material?"

Ying'er tidied up the young master's clothes, and tied a ring to his belt: "Young master, be careful on the road."

Qinglian was standing aside in a bright outfit with a sword in her arms, and was examining the re-dressed Young Master Liu: "I never imagined that you would look like a dog if you dressed up so carefully? Why didn't you notice it before?"

"Master looks even more like a dog without clothes on. Shall I show you? If you don't make trouble, you feel uncomfortable, don't you?"

Choked by Young Master Liu's words, Qinglian rolled her eyes and didn't bother to argue with him. In the past few days, she had understood Young Master Liu's poisonous tongue. After a while, Qinglian obviously forgot one thing, if she hadn't opened her mouth to tease her first, how could Liu Mingzhi have pissed her off?
"Hey, I said the surname Qing, you ate and lived at my house, and now your injury is healed, what should you do, what's the matter with Lao Lai at my house, where did you come from?" Where are you going, the young master is not used to having someone by his side every day, it's awkward. You also know your identity, I don't want to bring accidents to the Liu family because of you."

Qinglian's face darkened, and she looked at First Young Master Liu viciously: "My girl has said many times that my surname is Yu, not Qing."

"I don't care if it's wind, rain or fog. I'll call you whatever I like. Don't appear in front of me if you have the ability. At that time, even if your surname is Lei, I don't care about you. Just stay where you are cool."

Ying'er also stared at Qinglian with a "fiendish look": "Did you hear that? My young master doesn't welcome you, you better go away, my young master is not happy to see you, I really think this is my home, how do you want to live here?" live."

Hey, Qinglian is very happy. She can't speak to the poisonous Young Master Liu, but she is afraid that you, a little girl, will fail to be a liar. Qinglian squinted at Ying'er: "Yo, you are not a big talker, but you really think of yourself as a liar." The hostess of the mansion, you are a servant girl if you know it, but you are a young lady if you don’t know it, I want to stay where I want to stay, do you care?"

Ying'er looked at Qinglian angrily. It was obvious that she who had lived in the Liu Mansion since she was a child was still a little worse than Qinglian who had been struggling in the rivers and lakes: "Master, look at her."

Ying'er looked at Young Master Liu with her mouth full of pouting, and she wanted to laugh. Do you still need to ask? Treat it as your own home, and do whatever you want. Yinger is not the young lady of the Liu Mansion, and neither are you. Young master, I am not married yet. What does it look like to have a girl by my side all day long? In case someone misunderstands you Yes, you are responsible for my innocence."

"I'm responsible for your grandma's legs. If you can't marry a wife, it means you're ugly. Why should I be responsible? You took advantage of me, and I didn't hold on to it."

"Oh, I'm going, the old man is a ghost, you can turn your face quickly enough, did you learn accounting? You can turn over old scores like this, and we agreed that day that I saved your life and we don't owe each other, Don’t mention it at all, why not, forget it in a blink of an eye.”

Qinglian was at a loss for words for a while, and really wanted to kill Young Master Liu with a sword. It wasn't you who pressed the sword against my neck to force me to agree to this matter.

"I have nowhere to go, my sister is dead, and the White Lotus Sect was wiped out by the court, so I can only stay in the Liu Mansion."

"Hey, what's the matter with Mr. Guan? Don't you say that you don't want to turn your back on him? Not only do you want to kill him, but you have said that you are a traitor. Staying in Liu's mansion is not going to frame my Liu family in a gangster's death Miss Qinglian, please do me a favor, what are you looking for in the Liu Mansion, the young master ordered the servants to change it."

Qinglian quietly lowered her head, looked at Liu Mingzhi for a while, and said after a long time: "I know, thank you Mr. Liu for your hospitality these days, Qinglian bid farewell."

Seeing the lonely figure with the sword on his back, Liu Mingzhi frowned: "Ying'er, is it too harsh for the young master? After all, she is a woman and homeless. Isn't it too cruel for the young master to drive her out like this? But the young master's family has a big business, so I can't afford it! We can only drive her away, and the reason must be high and benevolent."

Ying'er also bit her lower lip and whispered: "It's a little bit! But kindness will hurt yourself, the young master is right!"

Qinglian stood outside the Liu Mansion and looked at the rainy sky: "Sister, you were wrong from the very beginning. A bandit is a bandit. A bandit for a day is a bandit for the rest of your life. A good man can become a bandit, but a bandit is hard to be a good man. Jianghu is Lian Er's final path, there is no turning back."

"Master, let Xiaosong go to serve you together, Xiaosong is worried about you alone." Liu Song looked anxious, and walked around Liu Mingzhi non-stop.

Liu Mingzhi put the book basket on his shoulder and shook his head lightly: "Xiao Song, go back, see you at the academy in a few days, young master wants to be quiet." After speaking, carrying the book basket and holding an oil-paper umbrella, he went out Door.

Looking at the young master who disappeared into the rain, Liu Song scratched his head: "Quiet? The girl in the Misty Rain Pavilion? I haven't heard of it."

It has been raining for nearly three hours, and it seems that it will not stop in a short time. Liu Mingzhi rushed towards Dangyang Academy without caring about his shoes wet by the stagnant water.

It was the first time that Liu Mingzhi, who went out alone without anyone to serve him, had a rare moment of peace of mind. The misty and rainy Jiangnan is really picturesque, fascinating and intoxicating.

For the first time, Liu Mingzhi wanted to ask himself, in his previous life, he was doing nothing, but in this life, he seems to be living a chic life, but is this really the life he wants?No worries about food and clothing, countless gold and silver, and beauties by my side, why do I always feel a feeling of loneliness in my heart?
Maybe I have never been integrated into this world, and there is no one who understands me in this world.

It’s rare to beg the old bustard Jiang’s mother to let me go out to relax. The misty and rainy Jinling is not a good place to relax. However, when the weather is clear and clear, I always play the piano every day to please the guests of Penglai Tower. The oiran is the scenery. Unlimited, but if you can be a lover, who would be willing to be a whore?

Su Weier sighed, and held up her umbrella to look at the scenery by the river. The emerald green color of the willow leaves after being washed by the rain is unbearable. Among them, carps jumped out of the water from time to time on the river surface, dotted with empty streets. Jinling.

On rainy days, the alleys are rarely empty, and most people stay at home to rest. There are few people in this city.

As if drawn by fate, Su Weier walked towards the bridge. It might be better to see the scenery on the bridge.

Climb up the stairs and climb up step by step. It turns out that besides the rain, there are people running around in the wind and rain. Su Weier looked at the oncoming Young Master Liu, and the distance gradually increased. With a good face, she stared blankly at Liu Mingzhi who was walking calmly across the street, not knowing whether it was the rain or the tears that wet the beauty's cheeks.

Glancing at Su Weier, who was also busy in the wind and rain, Liu Mingzhi nodded lightly and said hello. Along the way, there are few people in the city. It is really not easy to meet someone. Saying hello is the most basic courtesy.

The farthest distance is passing you by, but you don't know that you are what I miss day and night in my heart!

Looking at Liu Mingzhi who was going away, Su Weier let the umbrella in her hand be swept away by the wind: "Brother Zhi, have you still forgotten me?"

I ask you how you know lovesickness is bitter, and the lonely umbrella listens to the sound of rain.

As if feeling something occasionally, Liu Mingzhi turned his head and forgot to glance at the beautiful woman who had stopped in the wind and rain. Drops are also sorrows, disturbing the affairs of the world, and heroes become skeletons. Only love and intentions in the world make beautiful women easy to lose their heads."

(End of this chapter)

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