The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

When you are young, your liking is the fiery piety that dare not express your love. You only say it secretly in your heart, or when you really can't help but use a gentle and meaningful word like love to describe the time of affection and loyalty.

Qin Ji's liking is the first ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds after the ice and snow melt.With the coldness of the spring, after the coldness, everything recovers.

She ate a lot tonight, and the day scenery did lead her for a walk in the garden under the moonlight. The brilliance of the stars and the moon fell on the hair of the two of them, walking side by side. The girl's black hair? It is very good to be entangled with the snow hair in the wind. It was a beautiful night.

This? Qin Ji went to bed late at night.

Coaxing her to sleep, patiently listening to the girl's shallow breathing, the sky is already hazy with moonlight.

Gently pushed the door open, closed the door again, walked away and told Huahong, who was not sleeping, to leave without a sound.

For three days in a row, the aristocratic families from Qiushui City came to Liuyan Pavilion to meet the Patriarch at dawn. The gifts were carefully selected, and few were given out.

The owner of the house has never seen anything good about this character, so it's too difficult to please 'him'.

A group of old men turned their heads to curry favor with the luthier who didn't like to go out to socialize. When Zhou Jing learned about this, he thought they disturbed Zhou Zhou's leisure, so he said something, so he was able to be clean .

Not only the aristocratic families in Qiushui City, the news spread, many aristocratic families in the imperial capital are still hurrying halfway.

Zhou Jing wished to spend twelve hours a day with her girl, so he had no time to pay attention to the group of juniors who didn't even know their names, so he sent people from [Chasing Light League] to persuade them to return.

The round trip takes the most time.

Yuan Shiqiu was driven from Xunyang to Qiushui by his parents, and three fast horses ran to death to send a letter from his family. It is estimated that the family letter would have arrived in Xunyang long ago. The head of the family in the legend is here, and the cat has been in the capital for a long time. The aristocratic family must come to visit according to the etiquette.

Thinking of seeing his parents again soon, Yuan Shiqi narrowed his eyes happily, and took his friend Song Chu to skip the afternoon class at the academy, dressed coquettishly, and went to Liuyan Hall with his head held high.

The Liuyan Hall is different today. In the past, people only thought that the owner of the Yunyuan Hall had a backer who could not be offended. Now this backer is more or less revealed, and it is vaguely related to the Imperial Capital Day Family.

As we all know, in Dazhou, but? Anyone who is related to the Zhou family can be called a dignitary.

Liuyan Hall is an elegant place where literati recite poems, compose fus and discuss the four arts. Not to mention that the owner often stays in the hall during the day and returns at night. The atmosphere is different from before!

According to the usual practice, today is the day when Qin Ji will perform a song on stage.

Overcrowded.

Among the attendees, the only person was dazzling.

Day scene is exquisitely dressed, and it is the most gorgeous color in the world, the brocade of clouds and water worth hundreds of gold, the skirt is decorated with snowflakes and winter plums, the cuffs have hidden cloud patterns, the light-colored clothes, only the few steep red plums blooming obliquely on the chest , It took half a month of hard work by the embroiderer.

The waist is tied with a jade belt, and her eyes are cold and unruly. If ordinary people want to see the romance of aristocratic families, they will know it just by looking at her.

The noble spirit and the soft charm accumulated by the years, the charm that cannot be drawn by pen and ink.

Qin Ji held Qin and went up to the stage to watch her intently. Zhou Jing put down the fresh fruit in his hand, looked at her with eyebrows and eyes, smiled, and the whole Liuyan Pavilion became much warmer.

The cool wind outside couldn't blow into the hall, and everyone who was lucky enough to see the Patriarch showing his face secretly took a deep breath.Qin Ji was so jealous that she gave her a cold look. The man bent his eyebrows, but he wasn't really angry, nor was he angry.

I want to lock up my benefactor and let her watch it alone, slowly.

It only amazes her eyes and occupies her heart.

The sudden terrifying thought made Qin Ji blink her eyelashes twice, she was almost dazed.She calmed down her heartbeat, regained the calmness of the past, and sat upright on the piano platform.

The girl lowered her eyebrows and played the piano, and the moment the strings moved, it seemed that the hustle and bustle of the world no longer had anything to do with her.

Unlike playing the piano to her sweetheart, every time Qin Ji plays the piano in public, she doesn't look at outsiders, as if she has her own world and cannot tolerate worldly disturbance.

At this time, she is cold and arrogant, indifferent, like a bright moon that cannot be touched by the sky, unattainable.

This is the first time that Zhou Jing has a close look at the other side of her dreams.

Like ice and snow, undefiled.

Zhou Zhou is an extremely talented luthier, and she respects her choice.

Therefore, with full enthusiasm, I will enjoy the melody that goes straight to the heart like flowing water on the stage with other listeners.

God knows, she didn't have this level of seriousness and concentration in previous courts.

Yuan Shiqi sat in an elegant seat three feet away from the Patriarch, and his eyes couldn't see it at all.

Is it a luthier who looks like ice and snow with extraordinary piano skills, or a patriarch who looks as elegant as a fairy and has a noble temperament?She knit her brows together in confusion, and said in her heart, "It's too difficult", it was simply making things difficult for her, an ordinary person who likes to look at her face.

Song Chu closed his eyes and listened to the music, but the sound of the zither stopped, and Yuan Shiqi poked him: "What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

Amidst the applause of the whole hall, Song Chu whispered to her: "Don't dare to look at it, don't dare to look at it, my grandpa said, that one, you are very jealous."

Gee!

Yuan Shiqi shuddered. The Yuan family was a newly-emerged family in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and was highly appreciated by His Majesty the Empress, but in terms of background, it was far less solid than the three families of Song, Zheng and Cui.Her grandfather was not qualified to join the Patriarch, and when she learned that he was an old man, she turned pale: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Seeing that she was frightened, Song Chu comforted her: "Don't panic, don't panic, it's just that you are very jealous. How old is the Patriarch, and he won't care about the younger generation."

Can't you?Everyone present was from the generation of small bean sprouts. Yuan Shiqi thought that he was a bean sprouts, and his heart returned to his stomach—no matter how jealous the owner is, he won't be so big that he can even squeeze bean sprouts?

That was too insane.

She glanced at the daytime scene, turned her eyes, and then looked at the luthier walking down the stage holding the piano, covered her eyes with interest, and pulled Song Chu's sleeve: "Let's go, let's not stay."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Can't I be cowardly?"

Yuan Shiqi made up his mind to come back when the Patriarch is not in Liuyan Hall.That luthier was beautiful and charming, but she was a bit cold, but...but she didn't think of a reason for it for a long time, anyway, she just felt kind.

Until the person ran out of the Liuyan Hall, Zhou Jing played with the radiant ring on his finger: "It's a fast slip."

"What?" Qin Ji came to her side holding the Qin.

"I don't know which family's junior slipped in." She didn't want to say more, and took the guqin from her arms: "Tired?"

"What do you say?"

Today, the Liuyan Pavilion is full, men and women, at a glance, there are more women with exquisite makeup than men.You don't need to think about who it is for, Qin Ji's eyes circled around her, and that terrible thought came out of her heart again.

"what happened?"

She couldn't say it, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the most proud and proud daughter of the aristocratic family looking at this side with her toes on her toes, her eyes were full of grievances: "Come with me."

She turned around and left, and Zhou Jing obediently followed behind with Qin in her arms, muttering in her heart: Zhou Zhou?...Could it be jealous?If she was jealous, she was also extremely jealous, wishing that her girl would only play the piano for her.

It's a pity that the girls in Qiushui City cast their winking eyes at the blind man, and the head of the house keeps his eyes on the fluttering clothes, can he pretend to be other than the luthier in his eyes?

Entering the White Li Courtyard, stepping into the boudoir, closing the door behind him, Zhou Jing put down the Hengqin, turned around and was hugged tightly by someone.

Her waist is slender and flexible, and it contains amazing explosive power. Qin Ji has seen the white and greasy texture, and immediately put her arms around her waist, pressing her reddish face against her clamoring heart: "I won't go out today. How are you?"

"Ah..." Zhou Jing was a little surprised, obviously misunderstood what she meant, he didn't dare to look around, stumbled, and remembered the part of the hot spring pool in his dream without beginning or end.

She has a very good memory. At that time, Zhou Zhou cried softly, like a kitten, and would whine and chirp whenever she touched it. When it was a little louder, the crying sound was melodious and long, but the tears flowed fiercely.

In the dream they were unscrupulous, full of joy, this? Ruozhen's battle...

She was suspicious, pretending to be serious, her eyes were a little bit ashamed: "If you don't go out for such a long time, can Zhou Zhou bear it?"

"what?"

"It's nothing, then I won't go out!" Afraid of her repentance, Zhou Jing hugged her back forcefully.

Her body suddenly became very hot, Qin Ji turned her thoughts slightly, pushed her away with a low cry, and said in embarrassment, "Benefactor! You are thinking wildly again!"

"This?..." Zhou Jing said with an innocent face, "You were the one who couldn't tell. Zhou Zhou, this? How can you blame me?"

In a few or two sentences, the two of them had a big blush, and one of them became more popular than the other.

Qin Ji didn't want to quarrel with her, so she softly rubbed against her neck: "I like that my benefactor belongs to me alone."

"I'm yours alone."

"Really?"

Zhou Jing was about to swear to the sky: "Really. In my heart, eyes, soul, and life, I loved you."

A smooth-tongued man cheating a woman is nothing more than deceiving the body and mind, but if a really greedy woman wants to please others, she will even take her next life and the next life for herself.

A high-ranking patriarch, what she has seen a little in the past few days is enough for Qin Ji to see the gap between her and her: the benefactor is extraordinary, and he has lived for an unknown number of years. During the years when she was not around, was she the only benefactor?

In her dream, she has experienced human affairs, and knows how good her sweetheart is. When she thinks that in the long years of her absence, someone had had fun with her, enjoyed her love, acted like a baby with her, was inseparable from her, and also loved her. Holding her hand and looking all over the mountains and rivers, Qin Ji's heart hurts, as if she was dying of pain.

"Only loved me?" she asked.

Zhou Jing couldn't see her face, couldn't see the waves sweeping deep in her eyes, and chuckled lightly: "Well, from the beginning to the end, it's only you."

Qin Ji's out-of-control fantasies were wiped away by her words, the haze dissipated, the cold possessiveness faded away, and her almond eyes regained their moisture and brightness.

She knows how good the benefactor is, and any girl with eyes can see the goodness of the benefactor. The daughters of the Xiao family who are the most eye-catching and self-respecting in Qiushui City all dress up and appear in the Liuyan Pavilion. face.

The flawless lover came out of the dream. She is the "head of the family" who walks the world as a man, if she has not been married for many years and has no favorite woman...

Qin Ji's sensibility strongly yearns for the fact that this is the case, but? Her rationality and intelligence, and even the eyes, reactions, and details of the people around her tell her that this is wishful thinking.

Ensheng has such an attractive appearance and body, she suffers from pain in her heart, deliberately does not think about her identity, out of fear, based on the selfishness of the idea, cleverly ignores this point like a fool.

Self-deception, dare not face it.

Being too smart is an encumbrance.The benefactor said he only loves her, so she has to be a little stupid, don't ask about the past, and forcefully occupy her present and future.

Qin Ji hugged her, feeling the restless heartbeat: "In the past, now, and in the future, is there no one who is closer than me and you?"

Her emotions were suppressed abnormally, and Zhou Jing's eyes all over her body quietly turned away, and the answer she hadn't made up until then fell to the ground with a bang, and she said softly: "Zhouzhou."

"benefactor……"

Now that he has figured out what she is thinking and clearly sees her worrying about gains and losses, how can there be any reason to continue to hide it?

Her lips lightly pressed against her ear: "Don't scare yourself, and don't misunderstand me, Zhou Zhou. Although the years are long, but? In these? These years, I have only tasted the joy of fish and water with you, you are mine. Hair? Wife, I'm yours too. I won't want it from anyone but you."

"Really?" The girl trembled, but she couldn't restrain her eagerness, her knuckles turned white, and she tightly grabbed her skirt.

"No, no other girl, never married anyone else, only you, first you, and finally you."

Her eyes were swaying with hazy water, and Zhou Jing's heart was flustered by her, her eye circles were reddish, and her white knuckles slowly stroked the girl's spine, with a soothing and comforting force: "I won't leave tonight, Zhouzhou, I have a story to tell you."

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