After the rebirth, the empress took the tragic script of Meiqiang

Chapter 70 Extra - Qin Baozhu 2

From that day on, Butterfly treated me like a biological sister.

She does not have many patrons, but most of them are distinguished guests. There are only a few guests who enter the curtain, usually only one person in a period of time.

At that time, my brother got acquainted with a group of gangsters from somewhere. They were robbing houses in the streets and alleys all day long. From time to time, he would come back with a bruised nose and a swollen face. When I followed him, I was beaten twice.

Once, they caused a big trouble and offended a prominent figure in the capital. In the end, I asked Butterfly to ask her benefactor to help intercede.

Such chaotic yet calm days lasted until I was eleven years old.

Butterfly fell in love with a man.

The incident happened at a banquet.

A general drank too much and asked Butterfly to accompany him to his bed. He made some obscene remarks, so Butterfly provoked him. Unexpectedly, he picked up his sword and struck at Butterfly with curses and curses.

Due to his official position as a general, no one dared to stop him.

Only a taciturn man sitting in the corner stood in front of her. He held the general's sword with his bare hands and said to the general: "I don't dare to swing my sword at the general, but if the general wants to kill her, please take the sword first."

General’s life.”

Butterfly fell in love with this humble man.

I'm a little confused.

Because there are so many people who like butterflies, some are handsome, some are powerful, some are knowledgeable, some are good at pampering, some are good at talking, and some are good at spending money.

Among these people, this man is too ordinary.

"Baozhu, if one day you meet someone who is not afraid of life and death for you, you will understand." Butterfly only said this sentence to Qin Baozhu without any further explanation.

Butterfly spent the happiest three months of her life with him.

He came to the store almost every day, sometimes staying overnight, sometimes just sitting for a short while.

I have never seen a butterfly look so happy.

She is like a flower that has bloomed to its peak, swaying every time she raises her hand, and full of fragrance whenever she stares into her eyes.

In comparison, her lover seemed much calmer.

He has a dull temperament and always looks unsmiling.

But I like the smell of his clothes. There is always a fresh scent of soap locust on his body. It can be seen that every time he comes, he changes into a pair of freshly washed clothes.

When they were together, Butterfly would always talk happily and non-stop, while the man listened quietly and sometimes raised his eyes to look at her.

I feel sorry for Butterfly and don't understand why she likes him.

"Not all likes must be obvious. Whether a person likes another person, and how much he likes it, it is impossible to hear it accurately just by listening to what he says, because a person's mouth can lie. It depends on his

Eyes. People's eyes can't deceive. You can't hide your love for someone's eyes." Butterfly said to me.

So I started to pay attention to his eyes.

But I found that even though they were already together, the man still often lowered his head in front of her, as if he didn't dare to look at her.

Then one day, when Butterfly was playing the piano, I went to give him some tea, and I found him secretly raising his eyes to look at Butterfly while drinking tea. At that moment, I suddenly understood what Butterfly said.

You can't hide your love for someone's eyes.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't even imagine that such a calm and dull man could have such bright eyes. His eyes were filled with the vitality of dead trees, the tenderness as tender as water, and the determination of moths in the flames.

When he put down the teacup, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes again.

An irrepressible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as sweet as honey and as innocent as a child.

Then I understood that they were in love.

After they got together, Butterfly began to resist accepting customers. Except for socializing with some regular customers, she pushed them as much as she could.

The madam quarreled with her several times, and finally, under Butterfly's pleading, the madam might have softened her heart. Perhaps she felt that she had reached an age and it was time to find someone to be a good person, so he stopped caring about her and let her go.

However, the good times did not last long and the man was imprisoned.

The next day, his immediate boss came to the store and offered to redeem Butterfly and take her as his concubine. He also told Butterfly that she would release her lover from prison as soon as she entered the door.

Butterfly was disheartened and felt that she had harmed him.

She has dragged down many people and relationships, and there is nothing she can do to help her.

One night, Butterfly asked me to help her dress up.

I helped her dress up for two hours, making her as beautiful as a bride.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Butterfly was found dead in her house after drinking poison. She was wearing a fiery red dress, as if she were wearing a wedding dress.

She left me a set of jewelry and a letter to the man.

After Butterfly died, the man was quickly released from prison. I went to see him once and gave him the letter.

After reading the letter, he smiled, said nothing, and left.

Looking at his somewhat stooped back, I felt as if this man had aged more than ten years in a few days and would never be young again.

Later I heard that he also passed away a few months later.

When he died, he still kept the letter written by Butterfly. Butterfly told him in the letter that he would wait for him by the Naihe Bridge for sixty years and let him come later.

It's a pity that he didn't want to wait any longer.

After Butterfly died, I tried to use the jewelry she left me to redeem myself, but I was ruthlessly deceived by the madam. Not only did I fail to get my bond back, but I was also defrauded of my jewelry.

After the second brother found out about this, he took several younger brothers to the store and made a big fuss.

As expected, he was beaten violently and thrown out of the store.

My second brother was already two heads taller than me at that time, and he was very muscular, but he was still too immature in front of the famous brothel thugs in Shengjing.

But the second brother has an indomitable perseverance.

A few days later, he came again.

This time he did not bring the brothers who had been fighting together, but brought two new faces, one big and one small.

Both of them were wearing gray-blue robes. The man wore a pair of samurai-style boots and had a thick short beard on his lips. His eyebrows were kind but restrained. The young man following him was taller than him.

Gao, although he has handsome features, has a cold expression, as if nothing has anything to do with him.

"My boss, this is my sister, Qin Baozhu." The second brother knelt down to the man in the street, "As long as my boss can redeem my sister's life, my life, Qin Yang, will belong to my boss."

The man smiled at me and then said to the madam: "Madam, please give me a price."

"One hundred taels of silver, the same price."

Hearing this, the man shook his head and said to his second brother: "This girl of yours is too expensive. One hundred taels of silver can buy ten of these little girls. It's not cost-effective."

The second brother was so anxious that he kowtowed to the man and said, "Master, just lend me one hundred taels of silver. I will definitely save up and return it to you in the future."

"Qin Yang, do you know what a hundred taels of silver is? With all the work you do, you won't be able to save a hundred taels if you don't eat or drink in your lifetime."

I saw the second brother's eyes were red with anxiety, but the man looked at him with interest and was not anxious at all.

At this time, the young man behind the man suddenly walked up to the madam.

He took out a few banknotes from his pocket, took out one with a denomination of one hundred taels, and handed it to the madam.

Then, he looked down at me and said, "Come with us."

His voice had a deep tone different from that of ordinary teenagers.

I raised my head and met his dark and deep eyes.

For a moment, my heart seemed to skip a beat.

(End of chapter)