The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

In the dead of night, the candlelight in the boudoir was dim, and Mo Qi shuddered uncontrollably.

Having been sisters for many years, she has a little understanding of Qin Ji's temperament. If she doesn't move, she will be fine, but if she moves, she will be astonishing. If Mo Wenzhong dares to marry by force, this one in front of her will dare to kill.

She couldn't vomit out the words stuck in her throat, she gasped uncomfortably: "Don't act recklessly."

"Fortunately."

fine?Where is it? !

Under the light, the girl's complexion was cold and pale, exuding a pitiful frailty and sickness, with a pair of gentle and affectionate apricot eyes, the curved apricot eyes could coax people to give up their lives for her.

However, since he was a child, Moqi has never seen her flirtatious. She has a coquettish figure. Many times, let alone softness, she is too lazy to say a word of softness.Not only is the temperament cold, but the temperament is also cold, which is stronger than the ice cubes that have been placed in the courtyard for several days and nights in the cold winter.

Rather Stick to your guns.Who wants to break her proud bones, before breaking her proud bones, her palm will definitely be pierced by her bony bones, blood dripping from the piercing, and a piece of flesh will be torn off abruptly.

They both grew up in the Liuyan Hall and received the same upbringing. Mo Qi often wonders why she has become this deserted fairy in the clouds.Her mind was a little messed up, and when she thought about the girl's plan to send Mo Wenzhong to death on the day of her wedding, she couldn't breathe well: "Qin Ji, won't your sweetheart come to save you?"

crush...

Qin Ji's clear eyes were smeared with a lot of sadness, she closed her eyes: "Don't ask."

The voice was as clear as ever, and Mo Qi could hear the unbearable fragility, and stood there in a daze as if feeling empathy for a moment, as if he understood: Qin Ji was abandoned.

Looking at her frail and slightly trembling figure, Mo Qi's chest suddenly felt tens of thousands of emotions, even more unbearable than realizing that he was being played by Cui Jiulang.

What else can I say?In terms of intelligence and insight into people's hearts, she is definitely not half as good as a girl. Even she understands the truth, how can Qin Ji not understand?

The word love seems to be born to be the nemesis of human beings, no matter how smart people are, it is hard to escape its snare.

She calmed down and sat down at the table: "Have you figured it out?"

"Think about it."

"I can't persuade you anymore? Won't you come with me?"

Qin Ji tilted her head and smiled at her: "You are a hundred times stronger than Lian Shu. You didn't spoil my acacia."

She smiled slightly, thinking that if her benefactor appeared out of thin air and took her to elope, she would definitely go with her without packing her luggage.Biluohuangquan, wherever she is, she will follow wherever she is.

It's a pity that her eyes are downcast: it's a pity that her benefactor is tired of her.

It's okay not to mention Lianshu, but if I did, Mo Qi would inevitably sigh and be disappointed: "I never thought that she would be that kind of person. Four sisters, they are in love with each other. I am greedy for profit. You are trapped by love, and Lianshu is for sex." She is fascinated. She would rather marry Mo Wenzhong as a concubine in order to 'stay together' with you." She frowned, and when she found out about this, she felt so disgusted that she even felt nauseous when she saw Lian Shu's face.

Qin Ji smiled coldly: "Who wants to stay with her forever."

She was not in good health, and her speech was weak, and she finally looked at Mo Qi who came to rescue her, and said in a gentle voice: "After I leave, if Cui Jiu dares to pester you again, Ah Qi, you must not be soft-hearted."

"I will not soften my heart."

"Go away. I won't send it off."

Mo Qi looked back at her, saw the gray death in her eyes clearly through the flickering light, and tears fell down.

Sadness is greater than death, how can she save her?Qin Ji's love is deeper than hers, her love is her life, if her love is destroyed, her life will be gone.

The door was closed, and two weak coughs came from the boudoir. She didn't dare to listen, and left in a hurry.

With the herbal tea in her throat, Qin Ji wrapped her clothes tightly and took out her beloved guqin, touching the strings with her fingertips, inadvertently recalling the scene in her dream where her benefactor taught her to play the piano.

She also held her body and taught her how to play the most beautiful tunes.

Qin Ji smiled lowly.

After getting married in the dream, she composed a new song with full of tenderness. The title of the song [Chang Huan] refers to the lingering and tossing of a lover. Always captivate people's imagination.

She originally wanted to play a song for her benefactor in her dream, to see her eyes look crazy, and to seduce her to deepen her affection, but it was only her dream after all.

The sound of the piano continued, blood dripped from the fingertips, and a line of clear tears fell on the strings along the lower jaw.

At dawn, Qin Ji smashed the guqin that she had been playing all night to the ground: "I will never play this song again in my life!"

The qin worth hundreds of gold wailed, thousands of miles away, in an extremely cold place, the consciousness was trapped in a desolate illusion, a sudden panic made Zhou Jing open his eyes in a hurry: "Daoheng! Let me out !"

"Chang Ye, why are you so obsessed with your obsession? Marriage stones never make mistakes. Since your name appears on the stone face on my ten thousand year birthday, then the way of heaven is above, and the union between you and me is a destined marriage.

Your fate is precious, you were born in the galaxy, and Shuiyu is just an acquired star master, she has occupied your whole life, how can there be that blessing to continue with you? "

The ethereal voice came into the illusion from Jiuchongtian, and Zhou Jing spoke fiercely: "Absurd! It was Zhou Zhou who stayed with me in the last life. If it is said that the marriage is destined, it should be me and Zhou Zhou! Chang Ye has only one person in his heart from the beginning to the end. , that person is definitely not you!"

Upper Bound.

The woman's white fingertips rubbed the marriage stone, but she was not angry: "Sage Changye, Lord of the Galaxy, you are greedy for her and refuse to return to the world, and you dream of falling in love with her with your spiritual consciousness. Seizing love in a dream, do you still remember that Shuiyu cultivated the way of love?

Chang Ye, how long have you been stuck here? "

There is no time in the illusion, what she said made Zhou Jing turn pale.

"If you abandon her, her love will be ruined, and her love will be ruined. If you don't let her marry and have children, it's better than losing your life for a thousand years."

"Marry?" Zhou Jing was startled and furious, "Is that why you trapped me?"

Daoheng was silent.

After a long while, she said: "Chang Ye, time and fate."

"I don't believe in fate!"

In an extremely cold place, in an ice cave, a ball of raging fire rushed out of the illusion and landed on the ground, turning into a snow-haired woman.Zhou Jing vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked at the sky above his head with hatred, his eyes were blazing: "Damn it! My girl, who dares to marry her!"

……

September 21.

Qiushui City.

The welcoming procession stopped at the entrance of Liuyan Pavilion, and the bride walked out surrounded by people. She was wearing a wedding dress like fire, and it was as cold as ice and snow.

"Bride, it's time to get on the wedding sedan chair."

Qin Ji had a dagger hidden in her sleeves, her eyes were sharp, and she didn't have the slightest bit of shyness and festiveness about being married.

The woman's complexion was not very good, and she reprimanded in a low voice: "On the day of great joy, who are you showing this look to?" As she spoke, she put the red hijab back on her, not missing the sneer on the girl's lips.

"Is it okay to sell my taste?"

The woman's fat and bloated body froze, afraid of being heard, she lowered her voice: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not your own flesh and blood, Qin Yue is."

Without waiting for the woman to respond, she simply got on the sedan chair.