Liu Erniang and Liu Sanniang are sisters, and only the elder sister Liu Erniang dared to speak to her so bluntly.
"Liang'er, you must serve my third sister well."
Liu Sanniang was once dragged to Chunmanyuan by her elder sister Liu Erniang. She had a special liking for the beautiful young man Liang'er. Unfortunately, she could only keep it in her heart. She felt itchy but could not see or touch him.
Liu Erniang arranged Liang'er for her, which was what she wanted.
"Yes, Liang'er has admired Lord Liu for a long time, and I will naturally serve him well." Liang'er's round and white fingers wandered on Liu Sanniang's official robe.
Liu Erniang was flirting with Qing'er in her arms, and from time to time she glanced at her sister who was drinking a cup of wine with Liang'er. The corner of her lips curled up. She found a topic and chatted for a while before she talked about the real reason she came to find Liu Sanniang today.
Liu Erniang told the story about Fuman Restaurant and the Zhao family.
"...You mean you want me to deal with the Zhao family?"
"Yes, I can only rely on my third sister for this matter. You must help me."
Liu Sanniang was already slightly tipsy from Liang'er's wine.
Drunk and feeling ecstatic, with her lover in her arms, she didn't think too much and agreed immediately.
When the two were planning to deal with the Zhao family, they didn't know that Qing'er and Liang'er in their arms were both stunned when they heard the name Zhao Chuchu, and then looked at each other.
Qing'er lowered her eyes, her long and curled eyelashes covering her complicated expression.
"Qing'er, what are you thinking about?" The person in her arms suddenly stopped moving, and Liu Erniang lifted Qing'er's smooth chin.
Qing'er immediately came to her senses and found an excuse to get away with it.
That night, Liu Erniang rested in Qing'er's room, while Liu Sanniang and Liang'er rested in their rooms for an hour. After sobering up, they reluctantly left Chunmanyuan.
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The next morning, Qing'er sent Liu Erniang away and immediately prepared hot water for a bath.
Her long black hair was spread out like a waterfall, stained with strands of moisture. The heavy and gaudy makeup on her little face had faded, leaving her with a plain appearance, with only a hint of charming blush lingering at the corners of her eyes.
He had an expressionless face as he rubbed his skin with his delicate hands. Because he rubbed too hard, the original purple bruises were covered with red.
He bathed for a full hour before getting up.
He sat in front of the bronze mirror, his eyes blank, not knowing whether he was in a daze or in deep thought. At first glance, he looked like an exquisite doll without a soul.
After a long time, he spread out a piece of white paper and wrote a few words on it.
Liang'er knocked on his door and saw the letter in his hand.
Liang'er leaned against the door, glanced at the letter, and without coming over to read it, said firmly: "This is for Zhao Chuchu, right?"
Qing'er was silent.
"Humph, I knew you had that person in your heart, but does that person have you in his heart?" Liang'er couldn't hold back her anger. "Brother Qing, I heard she's already got a marriage certificate with someone. Didn't Liu Erniang say last night that Zhao Chuchu's husband is a handsome man, and even she covets him. How could Zhao Chuchu still have her mind on you when she has a handsome husband?"
Qing'er and Liang'er grew up together in Chun Man Yuan. Both had miserable lives. Although they were considered the most beautiful courtesans, they were actually abused countless times. Growing up in Chun Man Yuan, they supported each other and became closer than brothers.
If there is anyone in the world who understands Qing'er best, it must be Liang'er.
His brother Qing is a pitiful person who hides his tears with laughter.
Many times, when Liang'er saw him snuggling in the guests' arms and smiling charmingly, her heart ached.
But in this world, it is too difficult for them to laugh when they want to laugh and cry when they want to cry.
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