"Don't look at me like that."
Facing Xia Lingge's unabashedly weird gaze, Ah Liang turned away to avoid her gaze, "How can I slack off on the Second Young Mistress's orders?"
Xia Lingge withdrew her eyes, picked up the handed baggage, and said softly: "No need to explain, just go back."
And she also has more important things to do.
…
'Tap tap - tap tap -'
The messy and heavy footsteps behind him never stopped. Xia Lingge threw the baggage in his arms onto the branches of trees in the distance, and hid himself behind the diagonally opposite wall. He calmed down, held his breath, breathed softly, and waited quietly. Approach the people behind you.
"Where are the people?"
"In the blink of an eye, where did that little girl go?"
There are many people chasing her, but compared to the reckless men in the third week, these people are obviously much smarter and more capable.
They soon realized that the target seemed to have been lost, and immediately set up lanterns and searched everywhere. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to where she was hiding, Xia Lingge shrank more and more, and cold sweat broke out on her palms.
"Someone come quickly!"
A sudden shout attracted everyone's attention, and the two people who were about to find her immediately shifted their bodies and ran over.
The person who yelled found Xia Lingge's discarded baggage. There was not a single thing missing in it, but no one was seen.
"Isn't it true that I lost track of you?"
"As a little girl, she shouldn't be able to run far."
The consul's man raised his hand to interrupt their discussion, frowned and thought for a while, and said: "We divided into two groups and pursued along this road. If we see anyone, we don't need to say anything and we will attack immediately, while the other group will Follow me and go to where the young master ordered you to go and have a look."
"yes."
The group of people immediately split into two groups.
Xia Lingge hid in the darkness and breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at the crowd of people walking back and followed them with her body bent like a kitten.
They stopped in front of a gambling house.
The group of people walked in without hesitation. Xia Lingge hid behind the wall and waited quietly. As expected, not long after, a man with a depressed body and a skinny face was thrown out by them. The consul stood at the front, holding a stick in his hand without any courtesy. Pointing to the tip of the man's nose: "Tell me! Where did you hide this person!"
"W-who is...?"
The man who was thrown to the ground obviously hadn't recovered from the extreme gambling. He looked at the people in front of him with a daze at first, and then a little fear.
"Stop talking nonsense to me!" The consul stepped on the man's face, rubbed it hard and said fiercely, "You're still pretending! If it weren't for your good daughter, I wouldn't have stayed up all night to toss around!"
"daughter?"
The man's eyes were blank for a moment, as if he didn't understand which daughter he was talking about. After blinking for a long time, he finally realized: "You mean my unfilial daughter? She...she was sold to me a long time ago. It’s a beautiful building. If you, all the officials, you like, just go to her directly. At worst, you can just report my name when you go, and she won’t charge you."
"Pooh!"
The consul spat fiercely in his face: "Shameless bastard, how dare you say such a thing."
The person behind asked: "Boss, what about him..."
The consul frowned: "I guess I don't know anything. Let's go and go back to find out."
The group of people came and left in a hurry.
The old man Yang propped himself up and sat up. He looked at the group of people leaving and spat fiercely: "A bunch of bully dogs can't even look down on a woman, and they're here to disturb me for my entertainment!"
He tremblingly wanted to go back to the gambling house, but was pushed back by the gatekeeper: "Let's go, let's go, what's the point of moving forward if we've already lost all our money?!"
Old Man Yang apologized and smiled: "One more round, maybe I will come back in the next round."
"Go, go, go! Go!"
"Well……"
Old man Yang was pushed to the ground again, and the door of the gambling house was closed again. He got up and walked back, cursing and holding on to the wall.
Xia Lingge hesitated, but still followed him.
It was a messy and dilapidated house, supported only by load-bearing walls. There was no light at all in the house, and there was a strong smell mixed with the smell of alcohol. Old man Yang picked up a wooden ladle and scooped up the wine in the wine vat, humming excitedly. Twice, and then it’s time to go to sleep.
"Father?"
The soft voice frightened Old Man Yang. He stood up and rubbed his eyes, looking at the girl standing in front of the door. The girl's figure was hidden in the darkness, but her eyes were astonishingly bright, like biting cold stars with cold cruelty. Li.
Old man Yang was stunned, "You, you are..."
Xia Lingge took a few steps forward and exposed her face to the light.
"you……"
Old man Yang stared at her face and studied it for a while, then suddenly said: "You are Pan'er, what are you doing here if you don't stay in the flower house? Take a walk, it's really embarrassing."
"It turns out that my father also knows how to be embarrassed."
Xia Lingge heard him call her 'Pan'er', but she didn't know if it was her original full name or a nickname. "I thought my gambling father had already fed his shame to the dog."
"You unfilial daughter, what are you talking about!"
Old Man Yang had a cold look on his face, and the hand pointing at her was shaking with anger.
Xia Lingge ignored his vicious eyes, took a few steps forward and asked, "Unfilial? How could I be unfilial? It's you, my father, who sold me to a flower house in exchange for money and suffered inhuman torture. What's wrong with me?" Do you know everything you have suffered?"
"Why do I need to know?" Old Man Yang said with a ferocious look on his face, "You are my daughter, I can sell you if I want to, and I can change you for money if I want. No matter what happens, I will suffer it, you know!"
He took a few steps forward: "Some people just came to block me at the entrance of the casino, saying they were looking for you! Go back to me quickly. What if they come to me and ask for money?"
Xia Lingge shook off his hand: "You are such a waste."
"What did you say?!"
Old man Yang became angry and stretched out his hand to slap her. But before his palm could fall, he was interrupted by a burst of crisp applause.
The snow-white robe was dyed with a rich dark color in the dark night, and the rolling balls on his fingertips made his skin look more like the finest mutton-fat jade. He raised his eyes to look at Xia Lingge and Old Man Yang. , waved his hands, and two people immediately stepped forward to suppress them and kneel to the ground.
"you you……"
Old man Yang was frightened by this situation and was mostly sober from the alcohol.
Wen Youliang walked into the room, frowned and waved away the mixed smell of stench and alcohol in the air. Someone lit two more candles and placed them on the table in the room. The light was shadowy, making the already empty room even more beautiful. Weird and unpredictable.
"You, you are the eldest young master of the Wen family..."
Old Man Yang was completely sober from his drink this time. He looked at the man in white robe sitting on the wooden chair, his thin face full of shock.
Xia Lingge looked at Wen Youliang without any surprise: "Young Master, why are you here?"
