Chapter 36: Memories of a Rainy Night

"Uncle Lin is good in every way, but his thinking is too strange.♦♦  ♞♦"

An hour later, Han Xu lay leisurely in the carriage and thought.

Where the young master goes out is not something a maid can control.

So, Han Xu ate the dinner made by Nichang happily, and then called Lin Feng to go out.

Before leaving, he just told Nichang that he would be back very late and asked her to rest early.

However, Han Xu's eyes were obviously flickering. In the end, he was still a little embarrassed.

This feeling was like having an affair behind his wife's back.

So Han Xu could only brainwash himself in his heart: "Nichang is just a maid, just a maid, a maid."

After reciting it silently a hundred times, the carriage arrived at Wanhua Pavilion. The woman outside the door saw Han Xu and immediately came forward to greet him enthusiastically, attracting the attention of many guests.

"Isn't that Han Xu?"

"I heard that he just redeemed Miss Nishang. It's only been a few days, why is he here again in Wanhua Pavilion?"

"He's so philandering, worthy of being a role model for our generation!" Someone said with envy, wishing he could exchange identities with Han Xu.

"It's not his fault that he's so philandering, his sister is now a spiritual concubine." There were also people who said the grapes were sour, but no matter how they talked, everyone kept their voices down.

These powerful disciples had already been told by their elders at home that if they met Han Xu, they should not provoke him again, let alone mock him like before.

Although Han Xu heard these discussions, he acted as if he didn't hear them. He called Aunt Xue directly, and after explaining a few words, he walked to the top floor in a sea of ​​envious eyes. There was Qing'er's room.

Pushing open the door, Qing'er had already prepared everything. She was wearing a simple and elegant dress, which set off her quiet and elegant temperament. If it weren't for this place, who would have thought that such a pure and lovely girl would be the most beautiful woman in the brothel.

Several exquisite side dishes and a pot of sake were already on the table.

The faint aroma lingered in the room, making Han Xu couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if he had come to a deep mountain valley.

Among the four courtesans, only with Qing'er could Han Xu feel truly relaxed.

When the other three were with him, Han Xu could more or less sense their intentions.

Only Qing'er was as pure as a blank sheet of paper. When he was with Qing'er, it was like being with the girl next door.

It was as if Qing'er had no other intentions towards him.

Especially when Han Xu used Qing'er to make an alibi last time, he said he would stay in Qing'er's room, and Qing'er was willing in her heart.

That night, as long as Han Xu wanted, Qing'er would really give it to him.

And when Wang Ran stopped him by the lake last time, Han Xu also noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power in Qing'er's body. If Wang Ran really attacked him, he had no doubt that Qing'er would protect him regardless of the consequences of exposing her strength.

All along, Han Xu didn't ask Qing'er why, and Qing'er didn't say it.

"Sir, you are here. Qing'er has gained some insights into the art of playing the zither these days. I was thinking of asking you to comment on it."

"Play it for me." Han Xu sat on the soft couch and listened to Qing'er's music quietly.

Gradually, Han Xu frowned. There was a hint of resentment in Qing'er's music.

"Who made Qing'er unhappy?" Han Xu asked directly.

While playing, Qing'er said, "Qing'er is just an insignificant brothel girl. I dare not be unhappy."

"It's just that I have been thinking that I must not have served you well recently, so you want Miss Nishang."

Han Xu was stunned. It turned out that this little girl was jealous.

So he said, "Things are not what you think."

Han Xu didn't know why he had to explain to Qing'er. In fact, there was no need to explain.

One is a playboy who spends money to seek pleasure, and the other is a top girl in a brothel.

It's just a transaction of playing a show and selling smiles in the love field.

What's there to explain?

But seeing Qing'er's eyes, Han Xu still couldn't bear to let her think wildly.

He had to think that since they were all his people in the future, he should still take care of his subordinates' feelings.

"Qing'er wants to know." Qing'er said with a stubborn smile.

Han Xu sighed that women's hearts were really unpredictable, so he could only say: "You also know that my sister was made a concubine, so Xiaoxiang Pavilion gave me Nishang in order to make friends with me."

"That's the truth of the matter."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Hehe!" Seeing Han Xu's serious look, Qing'er couldn't help laughing, and the sound of the piano became cheerful again.

Not long after, the song was finished.

Han Xu looked at Qing'er, and suddenly said with a serious look: "The piano has been finished, let's talk about some serious things next."

Qing'er was stunned, but saw that Han Xu's pupils seemed to have turned into two deep vortices, pulling her consciousness to sink and sink.

As time went by, Han Xu became more and more proficient in using the Mirror Flower and Water Moon.

"Qing'er, who is the person behind the Wanhua Pavilion?"

"Behind the scenes, I don't know." Qing'er said dully. This result was also within Han Xu's expectations, so he didn't delve into it.

He then asked: "What do you think of Han Xu?"

"Mr. Han?" Qing'er seemed to smile uncontrollably, and even her voice became gentler. She said, "Mr. Han is Qing'er's benefactor."

"Benefactor?" It was Han Xu's turn to be surprised. He had no memory of doing Qing'er a favor.

So Han Xu directly activated the mirror flower and water moon, and soon saw a scene in Qing'er's memory.

It was six years ago, the first night when Han Xu first entered the royal city.

That night, it rained heavily, with lightning and thunder.

A skinny little girl braved the rain, wearing thin clothes, looking for a medicine store on the street. She knocked on the door one by one, just wanting to find a kind doctor.

Because her grandfather, who depended on her for life, was suddenly critically ill and his life was at stake.

She knocked on the doors of many medicine stores, but those doctors who claimed to be doctors with a caring heart refused her because she could not afford the consultation fee.

On a cold rainy night, Qing'er's weak body seemed like a piece of duckweed in the stormy waves. She finally couldn't hold on and fell outside the door of a wealthy family.

Not long after, the door opened, and Han Xu, who was only twelve years old at the time, came out. He reached out and touched Qing'er's forehead, turned around and said, "Uncle Lin, a little girl has a fever."

The voice seemed like a ray of sunshine in the cold night, making Qing'er feel warm in her heart.

Then, she was picked up by a pair of tender but powerful hands, and then she fainted with relief.

That night, Han Xu saved Qing'er who had a high fever, and later gave her silver and found a doctor to treat her grandfather's illness.

Although her grandfather still passed away a year later, Han Xu's kindness was remembered by Qing'er forever.

Han Xu himself did not expect that the little girl he accidentally saved was Qing'er.

For him, it was just a trivial matter. If it weren't for Qing'er's memory, Han Xu himself would have almost forgotten about it.

"Silly girl, it turned out to be you, why didn't you tell me?"