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Zhang Fan frowned, took a few steps forward, crossed the courtyard, stepped into the main hall, and stood outside the curtain.
The woman in the curtain did not get up and take off her clothes this time. Instead, she sat there calmly as usual, her fingers gently playing on the strings. The tune was full of ancient charm, but there was never any resentment or charm.
Could it be that the director in Lanruo Temple suddenly called for a replacement?
"Young master, if you are so silent, I'm afraid you will hurt my family's heart. Even if my music is vulgar, please give me a few words to let your family know where the vulgarity lies."
The woman lowered her head to play the piano and did not even raise her head to look at Zhang Fan while speaking.
"The sound of the piano is good, but you don't have the horse flea just now."
Zhang Fan is not sure what his current situation is, whether he is still confused by others, but he just feels that something very important has been ignored in his mind, which makes Zhang Fan feel very awkward.
"What are you talking about, young master? What are you talking about? Isn't it insulting to say this? Is it possible that the little girl's piano music is only worthy of the word 'not horse fleas' to the young master's ears?" ?"
The woman in the curtain seemed a little displeased. She touched the guqin with her fingers, then pressed her hands on the strings and stopped playing.
"Oh, no, no, miss, I said the wrong thing. There was a woman playing here just now. The sound of the piano was very different from the miss's. I just felt puzzled and didn't know why I said such disrespectful words. I also hope Miss Haihan."
Zhang Fan also knew that he had said the wrong thing. After all, the person inside was a woman. How could he describe the sound of her piano as "not as good as a flea"? Do you really think this is Goulan Courtyard Fireworks Alley?
"Young master, please wait a moment. The little girl will serve you tea."
The woman in the curtain waved her hand, and the curtain immediately opened. Zhang Fan saw that the interior of the curtain was not the temple hall he thought before, but a rather elegant monastery.
There is a futon in front of and behind the piano table. The woman playing the piano is sitting on the futon behind the piano table. There is also a futon in front of the piano table. The woman waved her hand to signal Zhang Fan to sit on that futon, then stood up and looked to the side. Go to a desk.
Zhang Fan was a little surprised. This woman playing the piano was very beautiful, even more beautiful than the famous Nie Xiaoqian before. And looking at her face, Zhang Fan always felt familiar. As for how familiar it was, he couldn't explain it.
By the way, this woman¡¯s sweet and coquettish accent seems a bit inconsistent. It¡¯s hard to tell what¡¯s wrong, but it¡¯s just awkward.
However, compared to the Nie Xiaoqian just now, Zhang Fan felt that although this woman did not take the initiative to tease him, her every move and gesture could attract his attention.
?????????????? And the woman in front of her has the temperament of a lady, and there is no pleasant movement in her movements. She is obviously wearing a looming tulle dress, but it is difficult for people to see what they want to see. However, it is this rigor and ladylike temperament that stimulates men's desire to conquer.
"Young Master, I've been waiting for a long time."
The woman returned to the qin table with a tea set, placed the tea set on the side of the guqin, and began to play with the tea set very quietly.
This woman¡¯s hands were supposed to be pretty, but for some reason, Zhang Fan saw that her palms were covered with scars. Did you get injured while practicing the piano? It doesn't look like it.
I saw the woman pouring boiling water into the teapot and pouring it out quickly. Let the teapot stand for a while and then pour boiling water into the teapot again. During the pouring process, the spout "nods" three times. Zhang Fan remembers hearing about it in Mr. Shan's storytelling. This technique is called "Phoenix Three Nods". A way to show respect to guests.
Cover the pot with a lid and pour boiling water all over the pot. After letting it sit for a moment, the woman poured the tea in the teapot into two tea cups. One cup was given to Zhang Fan with both hands, and the other cup was placed in front of her.
To be honest, Zhang Fan was a little speechless, the kind that was truly speechless.
He doesn¡¯t have much education, and he considers himself a rough man. He really doesn¡¯t appreciate the so-called tea ceremony that makes drinking tea so complicated. Of course, if he knew that the woman in front of him had deliberately simplified the process, he would probably have to complain in his heart again.
Another thing is that if you are doing tea ceremony, if you are a woman, you must have a pair of white and soft hands. In this case, others will find it pleasing to the eye and enjoy it very much. However, the hands of the woman in front of you are nothing like the pleasing to the eye. Relationship, although the shape of the hand is very good and the weight is moderate, but the handThe scars on her palms are really a bit unsightly. Not only do people not see much beauty, but they also feel distressed because she has to do so many complicated and tedious movements.
"The little girl is practicing the piano today. She doesn't want the young master to come to visit. She dares to ask the young master his name. This also allows the young lady to explain to her family so that she can answer easily when asked who is visiting."
The woman picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She raised her sleeves to wipe her lips. Then she put the cup down and asked in a soft and waxy voice.
"Oh, I, that one, my surname is Ning in a whisper, and my double name is Caichen. May I ask the lady her name?"
Zhang Fan almost said his real name at first, but he felt that this place was weird. He seemed to be missing something particularly important, but he couldn't remember it. Now when this woman asked him about his real name, he simply asked Lan Ruosi. Place name, Ning Caichen's name was reported.
"It turns out to be Mr. Ning. The little girl is being polite. My surname is Nie, and my maiden name is Xiaoqian. If you don't mind, you can just call me Xiaoqian."
The woman lowered her head slightly.
Zhang Fan was even more speechless. Just now, there was a charming person who claimed to be Nie Xiaoqian. Now you also call yourself Nie Xiaoqian. How worthless is this Nie Xiaoqian? Two of them came out in just a while. Forget it, don't I just pretend to be Ning Caichen?
"Miss Xiaoqian, you are polite."
Zhang Fan pretended to give the woman a fist, and the woman bowed her head in return.
"Mr. Ning, since we are destined to meet each other today, Xiaoqian has something to ask of me. I wonder if you can agree to it?"
"What did Miss Xiaoqian say? But it doesn't matter?"
Zhang Fan actually wanted to say, "If something happens, just say no beeping," but for the sake of this monastery and the girl's fragrant tea, he still reluctantly imitated the gentleman Wen Sheng on TV and acted politely.
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The woman who called herself Nie Xiaoqian covered her face with her sleeves and looked like she was shedding tears before she spoke. She said with a sigh: "This little girl is also the daughter of a wealthy family. However, her father died early and her family fell into decline. Now she is here, with only her grandma by her side." One person depends on each other for life. However, my grandma is old and greedy for a wealthy life. No matter how reluctant the little girl is, grandma only considers the livelihood of one person. "
The woman let out a long sigh, and took a sip of the teacup in an unladylike manner, as if to dilute the misery in her heart.
"The name of the mountain behind Lanruo Temple is Heishan. There is a Heishan village on Heishan. The owner of the village is called Master Heishan. A few days ago, Master Heishan passed by the entrance of Lanruo Temple. The little girl was accidentally spotted by Master Heishan. Master Heishan immediately The grandma who found the little girl said that she wanted to marry the little girl back and become the wife of the village."
Zhang Fan scratched his head. He felt that his head was a little unclear, but he probably still remembered the story of A Chinese Ghost Story. This Black Mountain Master was probably processed by the Black Mountain Demon in the story.
But I don¡¯t know why, when listening to this woman talking, the thought in Zhang Fan¡¯s heart to find the lost thing became weaker and weaker, as if it didn¡¯t matter if the lost thing couldn¡¯t be found.
"My little girl has heard that Master Heishan is cruel and cruel. He never leaves any merchant alive when he robs passing merchants. There have been several wives who have been in the village before, but they were all teased to death by Master Heishan before they even lived in the village for half a month. Little girl's life I was so lucky that I got involved in such evil things. Instead of thinking about the little girl, my grandma persuaded the little girl all day long to go to the village and live a good life with the Black Mountain man. She would get a sum of money and live in peace. old age."
At this point, the woman simply covered her face and cried.
"Little girl the little girl doesn't want to marry Mr. Heishan, but my grandma is pressing hard The little girl has no choice but to go and has nowhere to go I can only make some suggestions. Mr. Heishan marries Mrs. Yazhai. , as long as she is a virgin, the little girl Yunying is still a virgin, but she is still a virgin. However, at this time, she is in a hurry to obey the authority, and she can only do it once. I hope that the young master will take the little girl's body and break this guard. Sha, the little girl can escape with her life, and it would be no better than serving that Black Mountain master."
As the woman spoke, she rolled up her sleeves. There was a bright red Gonggong sand on her arm between her fingers, which represented that the woman was still a yellow flower girl.
"If the young master thinks that Xiaoqian's beauty is attractive, you can take Xiaoqian as your wife and concubine. If you don't want to, then after this is over, you and I will not owe each other each other and go our own way. Young Master, Xiaoqian's side In the cabin, I bow my head a hundred times and kneel down to beg the young master to grant my wish."
After the woman finished speaking, she stood up, took a step back, knelt on the ground, and bowed down.
It seems like a good thing that such a young and beautiful woman is willing to devote herself to herself, regardless of whether she has to be responsible after sleeping with her. Brother Fan thinks this business is a good one. But Zhang Fan was very concerned about her hands.
Why does a woman have so many scars on her hands? Even if she is in dire straits, a young lady shouldn¡¯t suffer so many injuries, right?
We are all ladies, our hands are injured
Zhang Fan suddenly felt that pictures were coming one after another, turning and spinning in his head, as if something was about to escape from the depths of his memory, but the memory was vague and unclear, making him grasp. Failure to grasp the key made his head hurt as if it was going to explode. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)It's a good time. But Zhang Fan was very concerned about her hands.
Why does a woman have so many scars on her hands? Even if she is in dire straits, a young lady shouldn¡¯t suffer so many injuries, right?
We are all ladies, our hands are injured
Zhang Fan suddenly felt that pictures were coming one after another, turning and spinning in his head, as if something was about to escape from the depths of his memory, but the memory was vague and unclear, making him grasp. Failure to grasp the key made his head hurt as if it was going to explode. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com