The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

For nothing, the young and promising son-in-law of a high school champion, the pianist is of course willing.

In Qingshui Hutong, the woman smiled so much that her old face blossomed, she respectfully sent the official media who came to say goodbye, watched them leave, and turned back to the small courtyard.

"Mother, is our family really going to marry the Mo family?"

"Is this still fake?"

The woman twirled the gold bracelet on her wrist, she was extremely grateful for the decision she made back then, if it wasn't for this, how could her daughter be in-law with the most powerful Mo family in Qiushui City?

Thinking of her younger sister's temper that was tougher than a knife, Qin Yue rubbed her hands: "Will my younger sister be willing?"

"Whether she is willing or not is important? I am her mother, so I can't be the master anymore?" The woman went back to her room happily, leaving Qin Yue standing there dreaming of rising to the top.

Climbing up to the high branch of the Mohist family, you don't have to worry about not being an official in the future.

He laughed foolishly twice, clenched his fists, and made up his mind to send his sister to the sedan chair with her beard and tail. When the Mo family was satisfied, his road was paved.

No one cares what the girl thinks.

The wedding date was quickly set, it was Qin Ji's birthday, that is, September 21st.

The luthier of Liuyan Pavilion is famous, and everyone knows about it. Mo Wenzhong saw that his wish came true, so he frequently went to restaurants to drink and sing with his friends in recent days.

In terms of family background, this marriage is not a good match, but in terms of appearance, what's the matter with a beauty like the luthier?Flaws do not conceal virtues, not to mention that beauty itself is flawless.

Liuyan Pavilion, Bailiyuan.

The handkerchief in Huahong's hand was wrinkled into a ball: "I'm really anxious to die! Does the master still want to starve herself to death? What's the matter, even when the news of her marriage to the Mo family came, I haven't seen her abuse her body like this!"

"Keep your voice down!" Liu Lu covered her mouth unceremoniously, led someone to come under the pear tree, and said seriously: "Let me ask you, do you really know which girl the master has sex with?"

Huahong was confused by what she said, and lowered her voice: "I still want to ask you, you and I are together every day, you don't know, how do I know?" She pondered for a while: "I believe there is someone in the master's heart, but You and I are always by her side, so we don’t know which girl she is in contact with?”

Liu Lu looked at her meaningfully: "We really don't know."

If he knew, he would have tied him up long ago, so how could he be so suspicious and anxious to get angry here?

"That's right, we don't know. We don't even know, where did the master find a lover?" She pointed at the top of the hair: "You said, the master won't really marry someone?"

The more you say it, the more absurd it becomes.

Both of them thought of that day when the girl came out of the room in a dress and a woman's bun, when the wind blew, they couldn't help shivering.

"I only know that the master is not a random person." Liu Lu was worried: "I think the master must be hurt by love."

Even though she didn't want to admit it, Huahong still nodded: "And I'm getting more and more lethargic."

Having said that, the two sisters looked at each other and sighed.

In the boudoir, the incense is solitary, and the girl lying on the couch looks haggard, her long eyelashes are docilely closed, and there is a tear hanging from the end of her eye. She doesn't know what kind of cruel thing happened in her dream, and she is so sad.

In the dream, she returned to the year when she returned home at the age of 15.

For eight years, she voluntarily sold herself to the Liuyan Pavilion, and slowly grew from an apprentice to the leading luthier in Qiushui City. Because of what happened in her childhood, she couldn't get close to her family no matter what.

The mother prefers the older brother, so she picks up the name, and her name is Ji, and the Ji of the concubine is a word that the mother heard casually passing by the brothel, as if she deliberately humiliated her.

When she was young, she asked her mother why other people's names sounded funny, but her name was a bit of a mouthful and it didn't sound good.The mother scolded her, saying that every girl in the family will have her husband's surname when she gets married, what kind of decent name do you want!

And she named her brother [Yue], hoping that he would be happy and satisfied.

What her mother did made her unable to feel any kindness, and gradually her temper grew colder and colder.

Eight years old was the watershed in the breakup between her and her mother, and it was also the beginning of her courage to fight against fate.

Da Zhou values ​​filial piety, even if her relationship with her family is so cold that she only has a sad name left in the end, she still has to do her filial piety, otherwise she won't be able to stay in Liuyan Pavilion even if she is pointed at.

She dared to disobey her mother when she was eight years old, and she didn't obediently follow her mother's wishes and was sold into a brothel. Mother didn't like to see her for many years, and she didn't like to see her when she saw her.

She maintains the practice of going home three times a year, going on the same day and returning on the same day.Peace of mind for both parties.

At the age of 15, she has just matured in beauty, and is skilled in playing the piano, and she is already worthy of the well-known gold-lettered signboard in the hall.

It was the beginning of spring, and it was still very cold. She went home just in time for her brother to come back from the academy.The way my brother looked at her that day was wrong, it was the coveting and greed that a man looks at a woman.

He just looked at her, and she kicked him in the stomach disgustingly.

In the next few years, they all sent money back.For the sake of money, mother and elder brother didn't go around talking about her reputation.

Sleep until noon.Qin Ji opened her eyes, dazed, and for a moment, the tears hanging on her eyelashes fell silently.

The benefactor doesn't want her anymore.

On the second night of her marriage in her dream, she held her in her arms and did many wanton and excessive things, and said all the sweet words, coaxing her to be fascinated by her benefactor and docile in every possible way. up.

She never entered her dream again.

Qin Ji buried her head on the soft pillow in distress, her tears wet the side of the pillow. She didn't know if she had behaved badly, and she was anxious to tie someone to her body. The benefactor wanted her, but then resolutely abandoned her.

She curled up in the quilt, feeling the chill soaking into her heart, and her body and bones were cold.

It's autumn.

She waited for more than two months, from the initial forbearance and restraint to the inability to restrain it, from the initial panic to the current sadness of being abandoned from beginning to end, she does not regret meeting her benefactor, she still loves her, but also blames her.

Blaming her for making false all the so-called vows of eternal love, saying that she would be with her forever, but in the end she had to wait again and again.

It is said that men are so unlucky, but the facts prove that it is even more hurtful for a romantic and beautiful woman to do that kind of intimacy.

She gritted her teeth and complained for a long time, crying deeper.

It seemed that she had to shed all the tears in this life to be worthy of the love they had spent together in dreams for many years. Tired of crying, she fainted on the bed.When I woke up again, it was dark outside the window.

Huahong Liulu watched her worriedly by the edge of the bed, one of them held a porcelain bowl of medicine in his hand, and the other put down the veil to wipe away tears and gently helped her sit up.

Opening her eyes and seeing them, Qin Ji sighed weakly. She was very dizzy, and her energy and energy seemed to be taken away by someone cruelly, leaving behind only a delicate shell.

Her sickly and unlovable appearance was tearing out the hearts of the two loyal servants. Huahong put down the medicine bowl and cried out: "Master, why bother to ruin my body? You have a high fever and keep calling 'benefactor', you Let me tell you, what is the name of the 'benefactor', even if I do my best, I will bring her here and let you bow your head and admit your mistake!"

Qin Ji was startled.

Liu Lu scolded in a low voice: "Presumptuous! Master just woke up, what kind of crazy are you?"

"Am I crazy? A decent person did this! Master, you tell this slave, whoever deceived you broke your heart, and this slave seeks justice for you!"

She was filled with righteous indignation, her eyes were red, Liu Lu moved her lips, but she didn't say any more.She also wished the master well, God knows they should not open the door when they knocked on the door to see the pain of the master curled up in his sleep, weeping and begging.

If I knew this earlier, I would rather my master has always been that cold-hearted and cold-hearted!Why bother to shed tears and beg for others?

Hua Hong knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face: "Master, just treat it as if there is no such person, and treat it as a dream. Take good care of yourself, I beg you!"

"It should be a dream..." Qin Ji's face was pale, her eyelashes were soaked with tears, she smiled weakly: "Originally, this was just a dream."

It was she who lost her heart in the dream.

The benefactor left, and her heart was empty.

"Master! I beg you! Don't think about torturing yourself anymore! Even if you are not for us, you are still young, even if the Mo family insists on marrying by force, don't we send letters to the seniors in the literary world to ask them to help? We haven't reached despair yet. On that day, if you don't take care of yourself, I... I don't want to live anymore."

"Why is this?" Her voice was hoarse, and it was rare to say much: "Xiaolu, go to the secret compartment of the dressing table and take out the things wrapped in white silk."

"Yes. Master."

"This is your contract of sale in the Liuyan Hall. I redeemed it for you from the owner of the hall two years ago."

Two thin sheets of paper were torn apart at her fingertips, Qin Ji smiled and said: "From today on, you are no longer my servants, you are free. I have my way, you have yours, there is no need Lost your life for me. Tonight, just go."

"Master?!" Hua Hong was too scared to cry anymore.

Liu Lu had a bad feeling in her heart: "We're leaving, what about you? Are you really going to marry into the Mo Family?"

"No. I won't marry anyone again." She said with a faint expression, "I'm already a married woman, she betrayed me, but I really can't afford her. You go away, there is no need to worry about me, I am tired. "

"But we are gone, who will take care of the master? Besides, your illness..."

"You go, I will drink the medicine myself."

Hua Hong Liu Lu kept hesitating, Qin Ji said in a hoarse voice: "Go far away, don't come back."

……

The boudoir returned to silence. Seeing that the medicine was getting cold, she stretched out her hand to take it, and drank it down without feeling bitter.

Mo Qi came late at night, seeing her looking like she was about to die, she was furious, she had a bundle in her arms, angrily pulled her up from the bed, and involuntarily picked up her coat and put it on her: "Quick! I'll take you away! At worst, escape from Qiushui and don't marry, whoever wants to marry will marry! If you don't want to be a friend, I will help you whatever you say!"

She has struggled for many days, and she has made a big decision to come here. Now that she is here, Qin Ji looks at her with a half-smile, and she asks embarrassingly, "What on earth are you thinking?"

"I didn't think much about it. If he dares to marry me, he has to save his life first."