The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

The air is getting more and more dry, the clothes of Zhou Jing are windless and automatic, her heartstrings are being fiddled with willfully, her eyes are deep and hidden with a hidden possessive desire, the slender white hand caresses the girl's slender waist, and gently rubs twice to comfort lovesickness, afraid of scaring her When she saw her, she was afraid of neglecting her, her eyes drooped slightly, her voice was soft enough to drip water, and she touched Qin Ji's heart like a feather: "Be good, let's talk about our business later."

Coaxed by her, Qin Ji glanced at her, blushing her earlobes shyly, and couldn't help but look at her again, for fear that someone would run away.

Her apricot eyes are too tender, and the phoenix eyes of the day view are raised, brushing past the crowd unceremoniously, like a blade drawn out of its sheath, the blade moves forward, forcing people to bow their heads and lower their eyebrows.

She looks fierce and cold, and Qin Ji never tires of seeing her. She reached out to touch her, and felt the warmth and smoothness of her hands.

She doesn't care how many people are around, doesn't care if people who see this scene will say that she is not reserved, she only knows that her sweetheart has come out of a dream, will this still be a dream?

Her body trembled for no reason, her eyelashes blinked lightly, and crystal tears hung on them: "Benefactor..."

She shouted emotionally, her voice was soft and unbelievably soft, and the ice in the cold winter months turned into a puddle of spring water in an instant. Zhou Jing didn't want her delicate posture to be seen by others. Imbued with aggression.

Qin Ji looked at her in pain, her eyes fluttered, she bit her lower lip and obediently let go of her slender arms and retreated to her side, her eyes refused to move away from her, the word 'love' was written all over her pretty face.

The coercion over everyone's heads dissipated. Although they couldn't see it with their own eyes, they could always hear their voices—is this the indifferent and taciturn luthier in Liuyan Pavilion?

Mo Qi was dumbfounded, and then looked at the man in fluttering white clothes, his appearance, figure, and demeanor were all the best in the world, so good that he didn't look like a mortal, but he really looked like an immortal who came from the Nine Heavens to control the wind.

The heart she raised suddenly put down: It turns out that Qin Ji loves such a person.That's right, maybe only this person is worthy of Qin Ji's promise of life and death.

Leaving aside her, Huahong Liulu looked dumbfounded: Where did this person come from?Isn't it the girl that the master admires?This man in front of him is more handsome than a woman.

The crowd rioted.

Yuan Shiqi heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the luthier and the 'beautiful man' who fell from the sky, a thought suddenly came to his mind: I seem to have seen this brother before.

She stroked her chin in a state of deep thought, and the scholar who claimed to be the overlord of the imperial capital winked at her: Are you going to snatch the marriage?

Don't grab it!

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he was bored, regretting that he couldn't make trouble in Qiushui City, rubbed his face, and watched the play happily.

When I went out, I was lucky enough to meet the one who existed in the legend, and now I am going back to Xunyang, I am afraid that I will envy those people to death.

When the "Patriarch" was called out, half of the young people didn't know who they were calling, but some of the older people present, their memories were awakened one after another, and there was an indescribable enthusiasm in their eyes.

In front of the Mo family's gate, Mo Wenzhong, the head of the family, was like a stray dog, with blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and groaning in pain.

The old man of the Mo family lost his crutches, staggered and bowed down: "My son has eyes but can't see Mount Tai, please spare my son's life!"

The old man knelt down, and the whole Mo family panicked and knelt down in panic, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

The most powerful father and son in Qiushui City knelt down beside the young man's legs, and the philistine face of the Qin family woman turned to the young girl standing beside the young man. Who was she not selling to?When everyone didn't dare to say anything, she yelled carelessly: "This marriage is going to be done, the Qin family will regret it!"

She wanted to repent of the marriage, and the old man of the Mo family shed tears of gratitude, raised his withered hands tremblingly, and begged for mercy: "Please ask the master to let me go to the Mo family. If you don't know, don't blame me. If you know that Miss Qin is a person that the master values, how dare we wait?" Borrow courage from God?"

"This marriage can't be done." Zhou Jing glanced at the woman with a smile that was not a smile, and calmly took out a scroll of bright yellow imperial decree from his wide sleeve: "The Mohist's personal virtues are deficient, and the position of the number one scholar is hereby abolished." stop."

She even invited the imperial decree, old man Mo's face changed drastically, he turned sideways and slapped Mo Wenzhong on the right cheek: "Unfilial son!"

Mo Wenzhong's heart was burned by the fire wave first, and then his leg bones were crushed by Zhou Jing's words, and he passed out without taking a breath.

The engagement was terminated on the spot, and thanks to the kind-hearted people who came to stop the marriage, Zhou Jing took the hand of his beloved girl: "Shall I send you back to Liuyan Hall?"

Qin Ji couldn't do without her for the past few days. Hearing this, the corners of her lips curled up and her eyes sparkled: "Yes."

The two left side by side, the great Confucian scholar Xu Sheng sighed and stroked his beard, he offended the Zhou family, and it would be difficult for a Mohist child to become an official in the court within a hundred years.This time he helped out, the head of the family accepted their favor, he smiled all over his face, waved away the disciples who came to help, and went to the restaurant for three drinks with a few friends.

The woman stood in front of him with a cheeky face: "Who is that?"

She tore off two of Xu Sheng's beards at a young age. The woman is only forty. It stands to reason that her daughter is so beautiful, and being a mother can't be too bad. There are people who add." After finishing speaking, he laughed and left.

"Mother, my sister has gone back to the Liuyan Hall, what shall we do?"

"What should I do?" The woman was overjoyed, and slapped the back of her son's hand: "You're lucky!"

"Where does luck come from?"

"It's from your sister. There is a brother-in-law that even the Mo family is afraid of. My Yue'er is finally going to be successful."

Qin Yue was flattered by his mother's bragging, and she had long forgotten that this sister was not her own sister, but a child stolen by her mother, and even more forgot that he had coveted and greeded the girl. Yipao: "Mother, let's go back too."

The crowd dispersed, and Song Chu waved his finger in front of Yuan Shiqi's eyes: "Go back to your senses! Everyone is gone!"

Yuan Shiqi raised his chest and raised his head, with a bright smile on his small face: "No, I want to write to my brothers and sisters to see. I used to hear the elders in my family say how the Zhou family is. Today, I met you. It is better than the legend." People are amazing, I have to greedy them."

"Oh, what a great idea! Together!"

The boys and girls ran away in a flash, and the scene in front of the Mo family was like the autumn wind blowing through Qiushui City.

The bullying Mohist family kicked the iron plate this time with their forced marriage, and Mo Wenzhong's position as the No. Silently followed the girl into the silent Liuyan Pavilion.

On the first floor, holding the painting and brushing it in a daze, Lian Shu looked downcast as if he had been hit hard, and more people looked at the luthier in wedding dress and the beauty in white without saying a word.

Seeing people go upstairs, Mo Qi, who was a step late, stepped into the door with a smile: "Qin Ji, my sweetheart, have you seen it?"

When she came back and asked about it, the Liuyan Pavilion, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly exploded, and the clear water boiled, making Lianshu's face hideous.

Without the Mo family's work, Hua Hong and Liu Lu returned to serve in Baili Courtyard. Watching the door close, Hua Hong sat on the stone bench with her legs crossed, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you pretend to be a man?"

"What nonsense!" Liu Lu's face turned pale. Before she came back, she inquired a lot, and now she leaned forward and patiently asked: "Do you know who the 'patriarch' they are talking about? Let the family know, go back a few decades , the number one color in Kyushu from the Zhou family..."

Stepping into the girl's boudoir, Zhou Jing was anxious and didn't know where to put her hands and feet. Qin Ji turned to look at her, stared at her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes fell to the chest of Ma Pingchuan, on which her palm was pressed.

The benefactor in the dream is slim and graceful, obviously not his present appearance.The person in front of her looks like a heavenly person, but she is seven points less glamorous than in her dream. She frowned dissatisfied, and her whole body had not come out of the huge surprise. Soft, lingering and affectionate: "Take it off, let me see."