But she forgot that their little pavilion master had never been a merciful character. Just because he saved her life did not mean that he would take her poor self-esteem into consideration.
Shen Yuan sat there expressionless, and told Guan Ying in a very flat and nonchalant tone that she asked her maid Feiyun to go to Guanying's room to find clothes, and asked her mother-in-law to wipe Guanying's body and change her clothes. She took off her middle coat, asked the kitchen to cook porridge, and gave her some soup. She also covered her with her cloak——
"Enough! Enough!"
Guanying screamed, desperately trying to stop the oiran from speaking. She didn't want to listen, but the oiran's voice was like a curse, low and penetrating. Even if she covered her ears, the voice could still penetrate her skin and penetrate her flesh. It got to her head.
In fact, how can it be such an exaggeration? It is better to say that it is Guanying's own inner demons that are causing trouble. She is unwilling to give in. She regrets that she is desperate. Yes... She also thought, if she did not have the intention to harm others and did not covet the so-called wealth, Or maybe it would have been earlier, and I would not have reached this stage without planning to become a top star...
"You don't want to hear it? Then I'll ask, and you tell me. Guanying, what are you doing for?" Shen Yuan said very few words, only choosing important questions, "You have been in Lengxiang Pavilion for five years, you should follow the rules You know it. Ever since you bribed the violinist to get the top spot, you have made mistakes every step of the way. Now, what benefits have you gained? Can you tell me why?"
Guanying arched her back, slumped down, and curled up into a humble shrimp. She didn't care about the embarrassment at all, and hugged Mrs. Tang as tightly as possible. She seemed to have heard some big joke, her mouth was tightly pursed and pulled to both sides, almost It became a bloodless straight line, with eyes bent and staring, the whole face had a strange and scary expression, and a weird laugh came from the throat.
Her lower abdomen began to hurt again, and she even felt hungry. The aroma wafting from the food box on the table made her stomach twitch into a ball, and the colic screamed and forced her to eat quickly. This strong desire to survive was simply It's going to drive her crazy.
This desire brought her back to her wandering days. She forced a voice from deep in her throat, wishing that the cramping pain in her stomach would burst out with her breath: "Why? To live! I want to live. !" The oiran in front of her was unmoved. Guanying simply doubted whether she was a living person or whether the clay-embodied golden body in the temple had manifested its spirit and was sitting here with Shen Yuan's face.
He is obviously a third-rate coward, and he is in this shabby room. How can Mo Zhangyan be like a god in the sky, while he is like a dirty and smelly beggar on the street! Mrs. Tang in Guanying's arms seems to have changed. It was boiling hot, burning her heart and lungs, but she still held on tightly, for fear that if she let go, the warmth and illusion in front of her would be gone.
"There are many ways to live, why would you choose the lowest one?" The golden body with a clay body spoke again, and now there was a little light in its eyes, and it finally looked like a living person, "Don't say, fall into You can't help yourself because of the wind and dust. Everyone in Lengxiang Pavilion is involved in the wind and dust. Who has such a vicious heart?"
So Guanying had nothing to say, and all kinds of past events kept pouring out in her mind. At this thought, she discovered that it was not until she entered Lengxiang Pavilion that her life began to be stable and complete. She suddenly wanted to cry, and she suddenly became red. There were circles under his eyes, and his tone softened sevenfold as soon as he spoke: "How do you know how I lived my life since I was a child..."
"I know." The golden-bodied oiran remained unmoved, interrupting her coldly, and mercilessly uncovering her ugly scars, "I came from a concubine, my family is in ruins, and my wife won't tolerate it. Sister
He was bullied, lived on the street at the age of five, was sold by his biological mother into a slave, failed to seduce him at the age of twelve, was expelled by his master and resold, and was expelled by his new master at the age of thirteen. Fortunately, he saved his life and was sold into Lengxiang Pavilion.
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The golden body of the clay body stood up, opened the food box, took out a bowl of porridge and asked her: "Is there any omission or error in what I said?"
Guanying's lips trembled and she was too dazed to answer. Yes, Mo Zhangyan was right. She was really a Bodhisattva. How could she know everything? Ever since she entered the building, she had rarely seen this Mo Zhangyan.
The oiran, at that time, in order to show her face, she hung around the hall all day long and never saw her go out. How could she know everything? How could she know everything...
In a daze, the fragrant hot porridge was delivered to her, and the fragrance penetrated straight into her nose. When Guan Ying raised her head, the golden body of the clay body actually deigned to be noble. She personally held the porridge bowl and squatted down in front of her, covered with large albizia flowers.
The hem of her snow-white skirt was piled on the ground like that, and she was stirring the porridge with a small spoon indifferently.
Guanying's stomach growled unsatisfactorily. She was hungry. The bowl of golden and red brown sugar millet porridge almost took away her soul. She swallowed quietly and followed her eyes.
Turning the small spoon, the clay-body golden body patiently stirred for a while, scooped up a spoonful, and blew it to cool down before bringing it to her lips.
The golden body of the clay body did not speak, and Guanying did not open her mouth. She kept holding it up without any sign of pity or impatience. Guanying couldn't hold on any longer. The warm porridge entered her mouth and the sweet taste made her last three seconds.
The hard air also completely collapsed, and tears fell down. Shen Yuan just pretended not to see it, slowly blew spoonful after spoonful, and fed slowly. The millet porridge was boiled with rice oil, and he also added enough
Enough brown sugar, blended together, is a strong sweetness regardless of where it comes from or where it goes. In the cold dark night filled with loneliness and despair, the most moving thing is this sweet bite.
After feeding a bowl of porridge, Guanying calmed down. Shen Yuan put the bowl and spoon back into the food box, sat back at the table, and returned to the look of gold in the eyes of Guanying. Guanying really wanted to ask
She, did she hide in the human world to overcome the tribulation? If you didn't say that, you could sit till the end without even blinking your eyelids. Someone else would have jumped up long ago!
"You sit like this, you really look like a Bodhisattva in the temple." Guanying smiled bitterly at the golden body made of clay, "When you fed me porridge, I thought of my mother."
It felt like a small thorn pricked deep in Shen Yuan's heart, and it disappeared in an instant.
"When I was a child, my family was in poverty. I never wore good clothes, let alone fine food." Guanying hugged her knees and talked to herself, "I was bullied, and they said I was born with a fox.
, he also has a foxy look on his face, and he will also be a despicable person in the future."
"Do you know? The eldest wife my father married is a powerful woman. She never does anything herself. She only asks the children she gave birth to to abuse me. When we get into trouble, she says it's my mother and I who are shameless and dissatisfied, haha..."
Guanying just said a few words, and a long stream of tears flowed out of her red eyes. She looked as if she was going to tell a story to Lengxiang Oiran, and Shen Yuan sat upright, listening attentively.