III Jiangshan

This is undoubtedly the room of Mochi.As soon as Yuan Youqi stepped in, he made up his mind.

Because the aura belonging to the ink pool is pervasive in this small room.

Yuan Youqi took a deep breath, like a person who has been starved several times, presumptuously and greedily snatching the food he needs to survive.

Mochi turned around, and what he saw was Yuan Youqi who was struggling to breathe.She was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Yuan Youqi was doing, the red tide that had just receded infected her face again, making her face even more peachy and lovable.

Yuan Youqi was slightly idiotic, and suddenly smiled.

That smile is very pretty.Mochi had to admit.

If it weren't for that obtrusive mustache.

"Miss Mo, won't you sit down and talk?" Yuan Youqi chuckled.

Mochi's complexion changed slightly: "Where is this place, don't you know?"

His tone was a little stiff.

"This is Miss Mo's boudoir, I naturally know it." Yuan Youqi said clearly.

What she said was so natural, Mo Chi really felt that her confident appearance was more hateful than ordinary disciples.

"Now that you know that a man and widow are alone in a room, do you think it's appropriate?" Mochi said with a cold face, "Your Excellency is also a person who has read books and understood etiquette..."

Yuan Youqi raised his eyebrows in a funny way, instead of answering Mochi, he turned his face away and said to Tang Xi who was following behind him with his arms down, "You just wait outside the door!"

Tang Xi was dumbfounded.

He was really dissatisfied with Cai Mochi's statement that "a man and a widow live alone in a room" when he treated himself as a wooden stake, but he was extremely worried about letting him leave and leaving only His Majesty here.

After His Majesty ascended the throne, he never messed around.There must be a reason for coming here, punching the waiter, and breaking into Yinji's bedroom.However, how do you know if there is any murderous intent in this small bedroom?It's okay to hide a person in that big cabinet, right?

Tang Xi's eyes slid to the big cabinet standing against the wall, and then back to Yuan Youqi, hesitating and refusing to leave.

How could Yuan Youqi not understand the meaning in his eyes?

Regardless of Mochi, or the people behind Mochi, it is certain that they want to harm her.But here and now, they will never act.Because their plans are great.

Yuan Youqi then waved at Tang Xi nonchalantly, as if disgusted: "Miss Mo is a decent person, and the sky is bright and bright, why would she do that to your young master?"

What is "doing that kind of thing"!

Mochi was angry, and regretted that he had led the wolf into the house.

Tang Xi was sent out reluctantly, and went to guard the door.

"Miss Mo, it's called 'lonely men and widows living in one room'!" Yuan Youqi laughed so hard that he didn't deserve to be beaten.

After all, she didn't care about Mochi's face turning pale with anger, and with her hands behind her back, she honestly strolled around the house, looked at the furnishings in the room, then walked to the window casually, looked out the window, finally turned back, stared Live on the guqin hanging on the wall.

Mo Chi stared sullenly at her ease as if she had entered the land of no one, and almost suspected that she was the owner of this room.

Yuan Youqi looked at the Guqin, then at the indifferent Mochi, pointed at the Qin with a smile and said, "This Qin is the one that Miss Mo caressed yesterday, right?"

When mentioning yesterday, Mo Chi remembered how this man treated him yesterday, and his left wrist, which had already felt no pain, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

She still remembers how Yuan Youqi clasped her hands behind her back rudely, any woman would feel humiliated by this kind of treatment, right?What's more, the relationship between this person and her is still the same...

Mochi felt even more helpless and humiliated, and turned his face away awkwardly, ignoring Yuan Youqi's question.

No matter how she has plans, she still needs face. She is not a shameless woman without a heart.

Yuan Youqi's eyes lit up.

She didn't think it was disobedient, on the contrary, she found Mochi's awkward little gesture very cute and inexplicably...familiar.

Ah!Sure enough, enough homework was done!Yuan Youqi sneered secretly, and extinguished the little flame of hope in his heart in time.

"Since Miss Mo doesn't answer, then it's this piano." Yuan Youqi said to himself.

"Yesterday, I offended the girl, hurt the girl, and made the girl unable to play the piano today. Then I will take this piano as a gift and apologize to Miss Mo!" Yuan Youqi said, and took the piano off the wall. .

Mochi was stunned.

How could this person be so familiar!

But the words still look like "for your sake", really disgusting!

Yuan Youqi doesn't care how Mochi thinks or reacts.

She put the Guqin on the table, and she herself sat on the chair beside the table, adjusted the strings and columns of the qin, raised her face to Mochi who was still standing there, and said, "You're showing your ugliness!"

The strings clanged, and a sad song came out.

At the beginning, Mochi's eyes were deliberately cast elsewhere, to show that he was unwilling to "collaborate" with Yuan Youqi, a disciple. When the sound of the piano echoed two passages, Mochi couldn't help turning his head——

Not watching the piano, but watching the person playing the piano.

The traditional "Guangling San" is a qin song that praises the heroic story of Nie Zheng, who assassinated Han Xiangxialei. Nie Zheng was one of the four major assassins.

However, under Yuan Youqi's direction, such a qin melody has a different meaning.Mochi is good at playing the qin, and understands the sound of the qin better. She can tell that the "Guangling San" directed by Yuan Youqi is more mournful, desolate, helpless, and painful...

Yuan Weizhi's "Once the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud", and Su Zi's "ten years of life and death are boundless", their moods are probably like this?

Mochi was shocked suddenly.

She remembered the famous legend about "Guangling San"——

Ji Kang was the best at playing "Guangling San", and was later killed by Sima Zhao.When he was about to be executed, he played "Guangling San" for the last time on the execution ground, saying: ""Guangling San" is now dead!"

The strings clanged again, the sound of the qin had ceased, but the lingering sound continued.

Yuan Youqi's slender fingers were still resting on the strings. She lowered her face slightly, hiding her expression in the dimness that could not be seen clearly. No one knew what kind of eyes she was in at the moment, what kind of expression.

Mochi stared blankly at the pair of clean and bony hands with thin calluses.She had already experienced the thin calluses on her hands yesterday when her wrists were clasped.

Those were a pair of powerful hands, but they were also too beautiful to be masculine.

Mochi lost his mind for a rare moment, because Yuan Youqi refused to look up for a long time.

What is she thinking?

Who is she thinking about?

Didn't it mean that, for her, the qin music has become utterly unheard of after the man has passed away?

But, since it was the last song, why did she play this song for me again?

A strange feeling of being flattered jumped over Mochi's heart.

Then, she became sad, because of her situation, and also because it brought back Yuan Youqi's sad past.

However, this person is her enemy, a mortal enemy, how can she feel sad for her?

She was also flattered by how special this person was to her!

Making her special to me, isn't this the result I want?

Mochi's thoughts became confused, for the first time in her life, she couldn't understand her own heart.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw Yuan Youqi suddenly raised his head, his pupils were shining brightly, as if he had succeeded.

"Miss Mo, are you crazy? Hehe! This gift is a fair compensation!" Yuan Youqi clapped his hands and smiled.

Mochi's face changed suddenly, last moment she was still sad for this person, but this moment she realized that it was just her own wishful thinking.Everything is just a pretentious gesture of this person!

Really hateful!hateful!

Mochi gritted his teeth secretly, and decided not to care for this person again!

"This kind of piano skill, what kind of gift is it used to compensate, it really is..."

Mochi snorted again in disdain, and said coldly: "It's really a shame!"

Yuan Youqi laughed out loud upon hearing this.

She was neither angry nor annoyed, she just tilted her head deliberately, looking at Mochi's angry and annoyed face, thinking it was worth pondering.

"Miss Mo, you are a master of Qin Dao. If you play an ax after work, you are showing your shame!" Yuan Youqi said indifferently.

"However," she changed the subject, "I just said it below. One is to apologize to the girl, and the other is to smile at Miss Bo, so that the girl can enjoy one or two of her injuries. Isn't it great?"

Are you making me happy?It's almost like deliberately trying to annoy me!Mo Chi felt displeased and even annoyed.

If she hadn't been concerned about that big conspiracy, she really wanted to drive Yuan Youqi out of her room right away!

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" Tang Xi's worried voice awakened those who were immersed in memories.

Yuan Youqi was stunned for a moment before regaining his senses. Fang found himself recalling how angry the ink pool was a few hours ago. He had held the vermilion pen and forgot to put it down, so that a drop of vermilion ink fell on the desk, blurring a large area of ​​ink. Paper, like blood.

Yuan Youqi felt a pain in his chest, put down his ink brush, and told Tang Xi, "Clean it up!"

She herself stood up irritably and paced back and forth in the study twice, still in a bad mood.

Last night, she stayed at Jingning Palace. For the first time in 15 years, she dreamed of Gu Heng, who was still vomiting blood.

In Gu Heng's dream, the clothes on her chest were soaked in blood, and the corners of her lips were still red with blood. It was the situation where she would tell herself the truth about her history before she passed away.

The only difference is that Yuan Youqi in the dream did not smell the frightening smell of blood, only the faint breath lingered in her nose.

It was the breath that I smelled in Mochi's bedroom just now.

Yuan Youqi sat down on the threshold of the study wearily, and the two eunuchs on duty at the door of the study hurriedly knelt down, and Tang Xi also knelt behind her.

The emperor is so short everywhere, how dare they be taller than the emperor?

Yuan Youqi waved his hand, motioning for them to flatten.

She was still sitting listlessly on the wooden threshold, staring at a tree in the distance.

Mochi, such a young woman, no, to be precise, she is just a girl, what can she do, because of her appearance, Ah Heng, who has passed away for more than 15 years and has not dreamed, after her appearance... That night, he was dreamed by himself?

Mochi, what virtue and ability did she have, she couldn't help but play "Guangling San" for her that Ah Heng only played for herself once?

Mochi, why does she have the same breath and taste as Ah Heng?

The author has something to say: In this life, it is really sweeter than cruel, really~

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