Si Ming Chapter 24: Extra 3: I’m Safe

"Awu!"

He couldn't help turning his head when he heard a woman shouting the name sharply.

Under the red lantern of the arch, a delicate woman caught a thin girl wearing a crow blue patch. The woman pinched her ears, beating and scolding: "Your mother is a bitch. I didn't expect you to be a **** too. Say! Where did you steal Miss Qingfeng's white jade bracelet?"

"I didn't steal." The girl's voice was cold but arrogant, and she answered neither humble nor arrogant. It's just that the eyes are gloomy, and even the soft light printed with red lanterns can't hide it.

He stood up, folded his arms and looked at the girl.

The woman continued to beat her, scolding her more and more badly, but the girl didn't say a word of defense.

He turned his eyes slightly, and felt that the girl's stubborn appearance only made him inexplicably familiar, and his heart was hot.

"Prince?" Follower Yi Hou asked softly behind him, "Want to help?"

He hadn't even nodded his head, when a thick, powdery scent wafted over, and the maid of Fengyue Pavilion held a pink silk scarf in his hand and blocked his sight with a flattering smile: "It's really wrong to let some trivial matters in the building disturb the eyes of the prince. I'm sorry. Come on, Shizi, let's hurry up, Miss Qingfeng knows you're coming, but you've been preparing for a long time."

He indifferently pushed aside the fat body that blocked his vision, pointed to the two people outside the arch and asked, "Who is that?"

Seeing that he was so persistent, the old maid smiled apologetically, "That's the girl called Qingling, who is called Qingling. She looks really handsome, but the prince has a crush on her? However, how can this be done? Are you ready to..."

"Who was beaten?" There was already a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"Ah... ah, that girl, Qingwu, is also a girl named Qingwu, she's just a rough maid, her mother was also my girl from Fengyuelou before, but she died of illness and left her with me... uh , to pay off the debt. She looks pretty good, but she has a cold and unpleasant temperament, the prince is still..." Find someone else.

The last five words were swallowed under Yi An's cold gaze. The old bustard's spine is cold, but Yi An, the son of the King of Jing'an, has just returned from the frontier battlefield to kill the enemy with his father. It is said that he chopped people's heads on the battlefield like chopping melons and vegetables, and he was ruthless. When the food and grass were insufficient, he even ate the flesh and blood of the enemy. She dare not offend.

With the words of the prostitute and the scene in front of her, Yi An can guess what kind of life this girl has been living without even thinking about it.

"I'll pay what she owes." He said coldly, "Tell her to stop beating."

The old prostitute didn't know who the two "shes" were referring to, but Yi Hou, who was behind, respectfully responded "yes", picked up a stone, and threw it straight at Qingling's waist. With a cry of pain, he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Seeing someone helping her, Qing Wu, who was beaten, seemed more surprised than Qing Ling. She looked here blankly, and through the festive red lantern, they finally met for the first time.

With a sudden movement in his heart, Yi An suddenly remembered that when he was very young, his father laughed and told him, "I fell in love with your mother at first sight." Now, he vaguely understood.

It's like a treasure accidentally left in the soul has been found. The only soft place in the warm and cold heart.

"I want to take her away." Yi An said: "From now on, she will be a member of my Jing'an Palace."

The prostitute was surprised: "That girl Qingfeng."

"Don't read it."

How can a girl have a high ransom for a top card. The old lady wanted to make a lot of money, and she felt a little unwilling: "But... but she is just a rough girl, this, this is only afraid of humiliating the status of the prince."

Yi An ignored her and walked straight to Qing Wu, who fell to the ground. The old man was still about to speak, but Yi Hou took out a gold ingot from his arms and threw it into the old man's arms with disdain: "My eldest son said he didn't want to see it."

"Hey, don't watch it if you don't read it." The old man was overjoyed and took the ingot, "Please, please, please."

Yi An walked up to Qing Wu, stretched out her hand, and motioned her to get up. And Qingwu just looked at him coldly. He was not annoyed by being so neglected, he simply squatted down and put his eyes on hers: "Would you like to come home with me?"

"This is my home." The girl's voice was naturally gloomy, and it was chilling to hear. It is her that is usually the most despised by others.

Young Master Huafu looked at her carefully for a long time: "You are not having a good life. If you follow me, you can live a very comfortable life in the future."

He was born with a noble status. When did he ever speak to someone in such a pleasing tone, Yi Hou stared at Qingwu curiously, and didn't think there was anything special about this girl, except for her overly gloomy aura. Yi Hou was very puzzled. Could it be that the prince likes this?

The girl turned her head: "I don't want to go with you, I don't like you."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the old bustard who was biting the gold in the back, his face turned pale with fright, even Yi Hou was also shocked. The prince has had a bad temper since he was a child, and now... this girl is afraid that she will not survive.

Yi An was stunned for a moment. He felt that he was so disgusted by a rough girl in a brothel that he should be very angry, but there was a voice in his heart saying, "Yes, she should hate it. you", "you have no right to be angry".

He was silent for a while, then said: "In the future, you will like me."

"No."

The determination in Qingwu's tone made Yi An's face sank.

Qing Ling, who had been knocked over by Yi Hou before, saw Yi An's expression, and his face was pale with fright, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"You will." Seeing that Qingwu wanted to oppose him again, Yi An simply grabbed the words, "Since you don't want to go with me, then I'll just stay. I'll go with you."

Qingwu was horrified.

The old maid staggered under her feet in fright. She cried and cried with sorrow and sorrow. If the prince's father, Prince Jing'an, knew about this, she would not want to open the Fengyue Pavilion again. Yi Hou was also so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut: "Sir... I'm afraid this is not right."

"That's right." He gave Yi Hou a cold side look, then looked at the old man and said, "Where does she live?"

Where did the old lady dare to answer, he hesitated: "I don't know where I live..."

"Prince!" Yi Hou was anxious in his heart, but he also knew that this master had a stubborn temper. Once he had decided what he was going to do, he really wanted to do it. "The prince has not yet done the crown ceremony. If he wants to go out to live in the palace, he has to get the consent of the prince. Today we..."

"Stay here today."

Yi Hou silently dropped his chin.

"Go back and talk to my father." He paused, with a rare smile on his lips, "My child's mother, found it."

Qingwu looked at him coldly, and the rest of the people silently dropped their chins.

"I don't like you."

"It's okay, I'll like it later." He said softly, as if he heard a woman whispering in the night wind: "In the next life, wait for me to drink Mengpo soup, cross the Naihe Bridge, and forget everything. , come find me again. We'll start over."

This time I'm here to find you, and I'll be here to treat you in the future. Let me wish you a good life.

We, start from the beginning.