I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

"Uncle Lin is good at everything, but his brain circuit is too clear."

An hour later, Han Xu lay leisurely on the carriage thinking.

How can a mere maid be able to control where the young master goes out.

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

Before leaving, he just told Nishang that he would come back very late and let her rest early.

However, Han Xu's eyes flickered obviously. After all, he was still a little embarrassed.

This feeling is like cheating on your wife behind your back.

So Han Xu could only keep brainwashing himself in his heart: "Nishang is just a maid, just a maid, a maid."

After reciting a hundred times silently, the carriage arrived at the Wanhua Pavilion. The woman outside the door saw Han Xu, and immediately greeted him warmly, attracting the attention of many guests.

"Isn't that Han Xu?"

"I heard that he just redeemed the girl in Nishang. It's only been a few days. Why did he come to Wanhua Pavilion again?"

"It's so hardworking, you are worthy of being a role model for my generation!" Someone said enviously, wishing to exchange identities with Han Xu.

"I don't blame him for being flirtatious. His elder sister is now a concubine." Some people said that grapes were sour, but no matter how they discussed, everyone lowered their voices.

These noble disciples have already been instructed by the elders in the family. If they meet Han Xu, don't provoke him again, let alone mock him like before.

Although Han Xu heard these discussions, he acted as if he hadn't heard them. He called Aunt Xue directly, and after explaining a few words, he walked to the top floor with envious eyes, which was Qing'er's room.

Pushing open the door, Qing'er has already made preparations. She is dressed in a simple and elegant dress, which sets off her tranquil and elegant temperament. If it were not here, who would have thought that such a pure and lovely girl would be the oiran of the brothel.

Several delicate dishes and a jug of sake have been placed on the table.

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

Among the four oirans, only with Qing'er can Han Xu feel truly relaxed.

When the other three were getting along with him, Han Xu could more or less sense that they had intentions.

Only Qing'er is as innocent as a piece of white paper, when she is with Qing'er, it is like being with the sister next door.

It's like Qing'er has no other plans for him.

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

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

And the last time when Wang Ran stopped him by the lake, Han Xu also noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power in Qing'er's body. If Wang Ran really did something to him, he had no doubt that Qing'er would disregard the consequences of exposing his strength and insist on Protect him with your hands.

All this time, Han Xu didn't ask Qing'er why, and Qing'er didn't say either.

"My lord, you are here. Qing'er has gained some understanding of Qin art in the past few days, and I was thinking of asking you to comment on it."

"Play it and listen." Han Xu sat on the rug, listening to Qing'er's piano quietly.

Gradually, Han Xu frowned, and there was clearly a hint of sadness in Qing'er's piano sound.

"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've been thinking that I must not be serving you well these days, that's why the young master asked for Nishang girl."

Han Xu was taken aback, it turned out that this little girl was jealous.

So he said, "It's not what you think it is."

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

One is a prodigal son who spends money to have fun, and the other is a top girl in a brothel.

It's just a prank, a joke deal in love.

There is nothing to explain.

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

I had no choice but to think that I will be my own people anyway, so I should take care of the feelings of my subordinates a little bit.

"Qing'er wants to know." Qing'er stubbornly raised her small mouth and said.

Han Xu sighed that a woman's heart is really elusive, so he could only say: "You also know that my sister became a concubine, so Xiaoxiang Pavilion gave me the neon clothes in order to make friends with me."

"That's the truth of the matter."

"real?"

"real."

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

It didn't take long for the song to be played.

Han Xu looked at Qing'er, and suddenly said with a serious expression: "I've finished listening to Qin, let's talk about something serious."

Qing'er froze for a moment, but saw that Han Xu's pupils seemed to have turned into two deep whirlpools, pulling her consciousness down, down.

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

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

"Behind the scenes, I don't know." Qing'er said dully. This result was also expected by Han Xu, so he didn't go into it.

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

"Mr. Han?" Qing'er seemed to be unable to restrain a smile on her face, and even her voice became softer. She said, "Mr. Han is Qing'er's benefactor."

"Benefactor?" Now it was Han Xu's turn to be surprised. He couldn't remember when he was kind to Qing'er. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

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

It was six years ago, Han Xu's first night in the royal city.

That night, there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder.

A scrawny little girl braved the rain, wearing thin clothes, looking for pharmacies on the street. She knocked on the door one by one, just trying to find a kind doctor.

Because her grandfather, who was dependent on her for life, suddenly became critically ill, and his life was dying.

She knocked on the doors of many pharmacies, but those doctors who claimed to be doctors and parents turned her away one by one because she could not afford the consultation fee.

On a cold rainy night, Qing'er's frail body was like a piece of duckweed in a stormy sea. She finally couldn't hold on, and fell outside the door of a rich family.

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

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

Immediately afterwards, she was hugged by a pair of immature but powerful big hands, and then she passed out with confidence.

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

Although her grandfather passed away a year later, Qing'er will always remember Han Xu's kindness in her heart.

Han Xu himself didn't expect that the little girl he accidentally rescued was actually Qing'er.

To him, it was just an insignificant matter. If it wasn't for seeing 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?"