Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Xia Lingge picked up the tea cup in front of her and took a sip. It was fragrant and long-lasting, mellow but not greasy. She didn't understand tea, but she could still taste that it was a good cup of tea.

"The young master's craftsmanship is truly well-deserved." She sighed.

"No matter how well-deserved the reputation is, if such craftsmanship is not recognized and passed on, it is just a false reputation. It is just like the unforgettable betrayal after careful cultivation, which makes people laugh." Wen Youliang raised his eyes, his dark eyes were cold. Staring at Xia Lingge, "Do you think... what I said is right? Yuzhu."

Jade beads?

Xia Lingge didn't know for a moment whether to be happy to finally hear the original owner's name, or to be shocked by what Wen Youliang said about 'betrayal'.

Her expression was blank for a moment, and after a while she recovered and asked Wen Youliang, "What do you mean, young master?"

Wen Youliang looked at her quietly, then suddenly turned around and pushed Xia Lingge down on the velvet blanket. They were face to face, eye to eye, nose to nose, lip to lip... There was only a finger apart, but there was no difference. Ambiguous, but a bit colder.

Xia Lingge struggled, but her arms were held tightly by Wen Youliang, and the warm breath sprayed on her skin. She didn't feel any charm at all, but instead felt a little physiological nausea.

"Why are you starting to struggle?"

Wen Youliang looked at the frowning girl below, and chuckled a few times in a leisurely voice with a hint of imperceptible ridicule: "Since the beginning, the pipa girl by the willow bank near the river has made her famous with her song "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes". Noise, how many rich and famous families want to have a beautiful face, some are even willing to exchange a thousand pieces of gold for a beautiful smile, or even marry a beautiful woman into the house with the title of head wife."

"But she chose the eldest son of the Wen family, who looks glamorous but is actually the least favored, and she is willing to be a servant to accompany her. Ha... guess why?"

"like."

Xia Lingge did not shy away from saying that it was possible to give up the most important wealth and status in a cannibalistic society and choose to be a maid. Apart from feelings, she could not think of anything else.

But she had doubts about this answer. At this moment, she was the original owner himself, but she could not understand the original owner's love or even admiration for this young master.

Or……

She doesn't share the same feelings with the original owner?
  "Yeah, because I like it."

Wen Youliang murmured in a hoarse voice, and his eyes were as gentle as the gurgling spring water, as if he wanted to drown you in it, but Xia Lingge's heart had always been calm, so she could easily detect the undercurrent surging beneath the spring water.

"So, why don't you like it all of a sudden?"

He lowered his head with a mute voice, his eyelashes closed slightly, and he was about to fall on the light red lips.

Xia Lingge quickly tilted her head, and the gentle mark slid along her skin and landed on her hair.

Wen Youliang opened his eyes, his expression unclear.

"Master."

Xia Lingge said slowly: "Even if I have missed you before, I will make progress during this time in the mansion. The ignorant heart of a girl will not survive long in this cannibalistic society. Only low Only by keeping your head down and your heart locked can you eat well and sleep well. I have never had the luxury to think about those things that I shouldn’t think about.”

The man pressing against her ear made no move, only his shallow breaths occasionally blowing on her skin.

"you've changed."

Wen Youliang raised his head and met her gaze, "Before, you would always lower your head and say 'yes'. No matter what it was, even if it meant going up mountains of swords and seas of fire, you seemed to know how to say this word."

"But now you seem to have a mind. How should I put it? It's like a puppet with strings suddenly having a soul of its own."

Xia Lingge looked back at him: "So, young master, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?" Wen Youliang said Qingqian: "It is certainly a good thing to be thoughtful, but in this society, if you are too thoughtful, you will get nothing but increased pain. .”

Xia Lingge: "Then I won't bother you, young master."

Wen Youliang chuckled lightly and slowly got up from her. The two of them were silent for a long time. Wen Youliang rolled the ball and suddenly laughed softly: "Suddenly, I feel a little reluctant to let you marry me."

Xia Lingge suddenly felt nervous, and she looked a little lonely on her face and said to Wen Youliang: "So, does this slave have to marry a substitute?"

"maybe."

Wen Youliang chuckled and said, "It's just that if you don't marry, your situation will only become more difficult, and maybe... you won't even be able to save your life."

"Why?"

Xia Lingge was a little confused. After three retracements, the only thing that would threaten her life was He Luo's misunderstanding that she and Wen Yumo had an affair. But now that He Luo has caught the woman who cheated on him, she should be able to break through this level. After all, why are lives still in danger?

Wen Youliang looked at her with a complicated expression, "In short, you can take care of yourself."

He stood up and walked slowly out the door, "Pack away the tea sets, and you can go back and rest."

Xia Lingge agreed.

She was the only one left in the huge room, and her often tense mood relaxed slightly at this time. She turned around and looked around at the furnishings, and found a small pool with a few tea leaves floating on it. She used the water there to put the tea set. Clean it, then open a few cabinets and put the tea sets in their original positions.

After doing this, she turned towards the house.

There is a screen there, depicting mountains and rivers and flying cranes. Bypassing the screen, there are bookshelves with various books.

Xia Lingge stood in front of the bookshelf and looked at it quietly, and suddenly thought of a question. In ancient times, maids and attendants would sign something like a deed of sale when they entered the high wall of a marquis gate, and their names would be signed on it.

Although she learned from Wen Youliang that the original owner's name was Yuzhu, it was difficult to guarantee that this was the original name of the original owner. Many officials would change the original name after buying maids and maids because the original name was not popular.

And her task is 'What was the original name of the original owner?' The focus is not only on the 'name', but also on the word 'original'.

Gee,
  Another word trap.

Xia Lingge stretched out her fingertips and pushed open some carved windows. The sunshine outside the window was warm, shining on the stream and rockery as if it were covered with a layer of warm light. The maids and servants were still busy with their heads down.

She closed the carved window again, walked to the drawer where Wen Youliang kept books and documents, and carefully rummaged through it.

They were all letters exchanged with merchants, nothing special. She did find some deeds of sale, but the names printed on them were all kinds of different, and she didn't know which one really belonged to her.

Just wait...

She put everything back in place and thought to herself.

Didn't Wen Youliang also mention "Linjiang Liupan"? Since the original owner had a famous pipa song, she would naturally know whether the name of Yuzhu was the original name of the original owner after revisiting her old place.

This task...

It's almost finished. (End of chapter)