Hong Luo, the culprit, was even kicked out of Qianqiu Tower.
After the matter was resolved, Hu Zihan and Liu Rumeng went to the wing on the second floor.
The two sat opposite each other and were silent for a long time.
Liu Rumeng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said with a hoarse voice.
"Thank you so much for saving me today, Miss Hu. I wonder why you are here?"
Hu Zihan couldn't help but take out a fan from her sleeve, opened it with a flick, and asked:
"What do the poems on the painting mean?"
"Since you haven't been to Qianqiu Tower for half a month, you are severing contact with Rumeng. Why bother coming again now to make people think?"
Liu Rumeng did not answer her question directly, but took out the handkerchief and started wiping tears again.
Hu Zihan's heart softened instantly, he coughed lightly and said:
"I didn't mean that, I'm just too busy recently."
What are you busy with?
Are you busy enjoying the gigolo's new dance?
Or are you busy going to heaven with the oiran of Zangchun Pavilion?
Liu Rumeng spat in her heart and looked at Hu Zihan with a sad look again.
He told her all the grievances he had suffered these days, and then showed weakness and explained the reason for his original refusal by retreating.
What about truly loving each other, why not wanting someone else to exist in their world, what about having a low status, being afraid that she would not be seen after entering the house as a good servant, etc.
It was the jealousy of the young man, the love of inferiority complex, all kinds of tricks mixed in, and Hu Zihan couldn't resist it at all.
She blushed and apologized to Liu Rumeng, bowing her head and speaking softly.
Just like that, step by step, he slowly stepped into the trap specially set for him by Liu Rumeng.
When leaving Qianqiu Tower, Hu Zihan looked back at Liu Rumeng, and inexplicably he remembered his pitiful appearance of being aggrieved and crying.
If she were so weak, she would probably be bullied to death by the men in the backyard if she entered the mansion.
If... he was a real husband, they would have some scruples at least.
For the first time, Hu Zihan had the idea of welcoming Liu Rumeng into the family as a formal husband.
On the other side, Hong Luo was kicked out of Qianqiu Tower with his face scratched. His face was dirty and he was hiding near the gate of Qianqiu Tower in despair.
It was okay when he first left Qianqiu Tower. The private money he saved could still support him in some luxurious consumption.
But after spending all the money, he began to worry.
Hong Luo couldn't accept the days of being no longer courted by the rich and powerful, with fancy cars and fine wines, but he hurt his face, and no high-status girl was willing to have him.
He refused to give in under an ordinary woman, and ended up squatting at the gate of Qianqiu Tower in embarrassment like a beggar.
Rui Baoer came to see Liu Rumeng today. She got off the carriage and was about to enter Qianqiu Tower.
The beggar squatting aside was so incompatible with the splendor of Qianqiu Tower, she noticed it at a glance.
The beggar looked pitiful, and Rui Baoer felt a little soft-hearted. He took out a silver coin from his purse and placed it in front of the beggar.
The beggar suddenly raised his head, Rui Baoer's pupils dilated, and there was a scar on the right side of the beggar's face from the end of his eye to half an inch above the corner of his mouth, looking very ferocious.
Rui Baoer calmed down, thought for a moment, took out another silver coin from her purse and placed it in front of him.
Pitiful.
Rui Bao'er walked into the theater, with the beggar's face playing in her mind.
It looked so familiar. She must have seen those eyebrows somewhere.
It wasn't until she entered the wing that she remembered where she had seen this man.
That beggar is clearly Hong Luo from Qianqiu Tower. He used to be Qianqiu Tower's signature character, and Rui Bao'er has heard a few of his plays.
In the side room, Liu Rumeng raised the corners of her mouth, obviously in a very good mood.
My plan to change the family is going smoothly, and I have avenged some of my personal revenge, so I am naturally in a good mood.
Seeing Rui Baoer come in and sit down, he felt better and got up to make tea for her.
Rui Baoer sat next to Liu Rumeng, chatting with him all the time.
As they were talking, she suddenly thought of the person she saw outside the door and mentioned it.
"I just came in and saw Hong Luo with a long mark on his face, and he was in a very embarrassed state. What happened to him? Doesn't Master Qiu value him very much? How could he be reduced to this state?"
When Liu Rumeng heard Hong Luo's name, his hands trembled for a moment. The tea fell outside, and the splashing water stuck to his hands, leaving a few red marks. He couldn't help but exclaimed.
Rui Baoer hurriedly looked for medicine to treat burns in the side room and applied it to him carefully.
Liu Rumeng's heart moved slightly as he looked at her serious and careful movements.
Thinking of Hong Luo mentioned by Bao'er again, the smile on his lips couldn't go away.
I have forgotten that the person in front of me is the kindest person. How can I not sympathize with a pitiful and miserable beggar.
If she knew that she was the one who made people look like this, would she stay away from her?
No, absolutely not.
A shadowy light flashed through Liu Rumeng's eyes. He calmed down and decided to hide everything.
So, Liu Rumeng said:
"Hong Luo, I think I heard the poster say that he was kicked out because he offended the powerful. I even gave him money specially. Why, didn't you go back to your hometown to make a living?"
"And the injury on his face was also scratched by the powerful man. Is it serious? Do you want me to send him some medicine?"
"Don't go. Since it was him who offended someone, don't let it involve you."
Rui Baoer was just asking. The world was not pure white, and she could not seek justice for everything.
Don't drag Ayan into the quagmire because of your own compassion.
Besides, Hong Luo was originally an actor in Qianqiu Tower, so it was only natural for the owner of the building to be afraid of offending the powerful and driving him out.
He also gave him some silver. As long as he takes it and finds another job that can make a living, he can still live well.
…
As time passed, Hu Zihan resumed the habit of going to Qianqiu Tower every time Liu Rumeng took the stage.
Because of the accumulated affection from those sons, she became even better to Liu Rumeng.
Not only do they support him in the building, but they also often send him some rare and exotic treasures, such as beautiful hairpins, exquisite rouge and gouache, etc.
Finally, as the relationship deepened day by day, Hu Zihan firmly decided to welcome Liu Rumeng as his real husband.
Liu Rumeng's plan gradually became clear. Not only did he want to be the master of the general's mansion, he also wanted to be the only master in charge of the mansion.
If he were just a real husband, he would still be restricted by Hu Zihan, and his interactions with Rui Baoer would definitely stop.
This was the only light in his dark days, and Liu Rumeng would never allow herself to lose contact with Rui Baoer.
In this way, the person who prevented this can only disappear.
Liu Rumeng has never been a good-tempered person who does not hold grudges. His parents sold him to the troupe.
He escaped countless times, although he now makes a living in a theater.
In fact, he had escaped once before.
