Qinglian Snow Heavy

Slightly lost, but do you have anything else you want?Didn't he just leave him on the ground long ago?

At this moment, Jiarui's heart was full of unexplained turmoil and hatred, but the weak Qinglian was trembling with fear in front of him, so Jiarui couldn't help loving and pitying her.The person in front of him entered the palace by himself, but he has never been treated kindly since then, but he still has no complaints; The person in front of me, with pain, came here to seek pleasure despite punishment, for a promise that he never paid attention to. This is such a person, how can I treat him like this again, Qinglian.

I don't want to wait for that unknown day, so I invite you into the palace and make you a court musician. Thinking of this, Jia Rui can't help but look sideways. The bamboo forest behind him is only a few steps away, and now it is hidden in the thick Can't see clearly in the fog, Jia Rui couldn't help sighing, it turns out that it's easy to deceive others, but it's so difficult to deceive yourself.Although buried deep in the mist, Jiarui still knows that it is a bamboo forest, and whether it is love or hate is not real, but the original reason has never been lost in doubt, that is the supreme throne.

Isn't it? Otherwise, I have been holding back for many years, and what I do now is what I am doing. Calling Qinglian into the palace and giving Jingyu a flying scene, I don't care if it is fake, pretending to be confused is resentment, what I see is not right for me meaning?Tong Yi's illness and loss of grace, Huimin's demonstration and warning, everything was within my expectations, although it was only the first trial, I already understood that I don't lack the patience to wait, what I lack is just a chance to calm down, just .

Jiarui avoids the kneeling Qinglian in front of him, and he can't help but feel worried. He knows Huimin's hatred for Yan Lan very well, and the hateful eyes are too scary. Jiarui can't forget Huimin said to himself through gritted teeth, Lan fell into the cliff, and finally there was no body left, and he could not be crushed.Now that Qinglian is living in the palace, if Huimin were to know Qinglian's identity, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thinking of this, Jiarui couldn't help but feel regretful.

"Get up, don't you like to wander around, come with me." Although Jia Rui's tone was still cold, his heart had already softened, thinking that today he should find a chance to send Qinglian away.

Jiarui saw Qinglian who was lying on the ground struggling to stand up with one hand, but couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward to help, Jiarui touched Qinglian's armband through the thin and soft cloth, and his heart suddenly It's cold, but the thin body in front of him is unavoidably pitiful, and Jia Rui's heart is filled with contradictory emotions.

Didn't Wang Li's reaction prove everything?Isn't sending Qinglian to Lantai just to expect to get yesterday's result?Even though Jiarui didn't lift Qinglian's sleeves to confirm it with his own eyes that day, is it really possible to turn a blind eye to such a singing voice, such a face, and such musical skills?A song Qi Ao Nian misses the king, hurts and breaks the armor for the king's will, Jia Rui is entangled in his heart, but in the end he let go of Qinglian's hand.

Jiarui took a few steps, saw no movement behind him, looked back and just met Qinglian's apprehensive and awe-inspiring gaze, feeling a little sad in his heart, the original kind, warm, sincere, and agile person, I'm afraid that he would suddenly become the person in front of him. Such fear and sincerity.With compassion in his heart, Jiarui said softly: "Didn't I say before that if there is a chance to show you the wild garden in my house, I will show you around today, pick up the things on the ground over there, I'll take a look."

Qinglian looked at Jiarui hesitantly, that deja vu tone seemed to let Qinglian see the person talking and laughing in the bright waves again, and no longer scolded and treated him coldly, and no longer punished him meticulously.Following Jia Rui's words, Qinglian found the discarded Tao Xun on the ground, leaned over to pick it up, and carefully wiped the dust with her sleeve.A long-lost smile overflowed from the corner of Qinglian's mouth. Jiarui looked at Qinglian's knowing smile, and couldn't tell what it was like. He must have found it for this.

Jia Ruiqing turned around and walked along the bamboo forest, and Qinglian had no burden to follow at this time, the sky was getting brighter, but the thick fog remained, Jiarui and Qinglian walked together in this misty Come.Jia Rui didn't know that after Qinglian was beaten yesterday, she was coaxed by Wang Li to kneel down all night. Seeing that Qinglian's pace was getting slower and slower, she also slowed down. Joy, as if seeing you for the first time in the market that day.

Qinglian likes such a gorgeous, spacious and beautiful palace building, but yesterday's punishment made him physically weak after walking for a long time. He hadn't eaten anything since the night before, and his stomach that hadn't reappeared for a long time started again. Dull pain, lower body pain, tingling pain on her buttocks, soreness in her knees, Qinglian tightly clutched her sleeves, exerting a lot of strength every step she took.

Even so, Qinglian didn't want to stop, and didn't realize that Jiarui deliberately slowed down, because what he saw was a vivid scene that he had never seen before, what he saw made him happy, the swans flying in the fog , I heard the sound of jumping koi in the water, so this is what Jiarui said.Qinglian looked sideways at Jiarui, who was leaning on the railing in front of her, clapping her hands to attract the rare birds in the water, and smiled. In fact, it was still the same as before. Qinglian thought it was very beautiful and warm.Monarchs and ministers followed each other, leaning on the railing by the water, pointing to willows and asking flowers, no one noticed, the fog dispersed and the clouds opened, and the morning light leaked through.

bury the calamity

Jiarui let go of her happiness and led Qinglian through the palaces and pavilions, the long bridges and corridors, thinking that today would be the fulfillment of a previous expectation, and return the earnest rhyme.Jiarui took Qinglian lingering in the mist, thinking of taking Qinglian to Yuefu after going around this circle, and let Qin Zhengqing take Qinglian back quickly before his mind was lost.

Jiarui seems to have returned to the days when he and Qinglian met in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake. There is no majesty and indifference, harshness and indifference of the emperor. All the pain and suffering I have suffered will return to normal today.The majestic emperor actually threw stones into the lake for Qinglian, and climbed a tree to pick flowers.

The mountains and rivers pavilions in the imperial garden are not as cold as those in Lantai. When Qinglian watched the white swan fluttering its wings in the jade pond, and the koi fish in the water leaping and begging for food, Qinglian laughed wickedly, although it was just light A slight smile, but those curved eyebrows and red lips pursed like stamens, in Jia Rui's eyes, it seems to be the fine sunlight leaking through the morning mist.Can't see the panic and fear in Lantai before, now Qinglian leaning on the fence facing the water looks in Jiarui's eyes, even now through the thick fog, it still makes people feel extremely bright.

Perhaps it was the gaze that was too greedy, Jiarui turned his head away vigilantly, warning himself not to linger too much on the beauty in front of him.Jiarui walked forward alone for a while, and found that there was not much movement behind him. He turned around and looked back at Qinglian, who was still standing by the corridor, bent over, with her hands on her legs, and her hair was scattered forward. Unclear face.

Jiarui would not know that Qinglian was tricked by Wang Liyu yesterday into kneeling for a day, tossing and tossing for two days and consuming little food, the essence of a bowl of ginseng soup has already been exhausted by this time, Qinglian at this time Lian couldn't bear it any longer, the soreness in her knee and the injury from being beaten made Qinglian's whole leg feel like she was in heavy handcuffs, she couldn't take another step, and her empty stomach was twisted and uncomfortable.

Qinglian's stomach has an old disease, it is because of being harshly scolded in Tongfeng Building when she was young.The old bustard was amazed at Qinglian's talent for joy, but no matter how talented she was, the skills of her fingertips still needed to be cultivated.There will be the joy of epiphany, but there will be no instant musical skills, because no one has the self-contained talent like Yue Guo Shenzi, and no matter what, he is an ordinary person.

During those dark days, Qinglian often had to practice piano skills for seven or eight hours every day, and she could not eat until she had practiced the required tunes. If Qinglian is rotten and her fingers are broken, no one will show mercy, only merciless whipping and mistreatment, because this is the price of maintaining innocence in Tongfeng Tower.The young Qinglian is willing to endure such pain, because he can only stay with his mother when he is learning the piano, and what Su Yue wants to teach Qinglian is not only the pipa skills.

Although Qinglian's musical skills were matured at a young age, no one would have thought of the hardships and pains experienced during it. When Qin Zhengqing first saw Qinglian surprised at the child's extraordinary piano skills, how could he have thought of Qinglian's practice under her finger? It was difficult to get it, and after her right shoulder was injured, although Qinglian was proficient in flute skills, Xile's pain had to be over again under Qin Zhengqing's hands.

It is precisely because of what happened when she was a child that Qinglian often suffers from stomach pains. She cannot eat enough, is hungry, and does not suffer from the cold. Usually only use some porridge?In fact, every time Qinglian took a step with Jiarui, the pain in his body increased, but he didn't want to stop, because in front of him was the long-lost Ruijia, with a handsome and handsome appearance.What I am doing now, Qinglian has imagined countless nights before, but now her wish is in her hands, how can she just let it go, even if it is just for the instant tenderness and warmth in those eyes that have been desolate for a long time, Jiarui, it’s great that you can be happy .

Enduring the pain, Qinglian followed Jia Rui for a while. She was just trying to hold on, not wanting to lose the smile in Jia Rui's eyes, so she forced herself to look around the scenery, until now she couldn't support anymore.Qinglian's face was dripping with cold sweat, and she couldn't tell which part of her body was more painful, until a strong hand supported her arm, Qinglian raised her head in astonishment, and met Jiarui's handsome face and twinkling eyes, But at this time, Qinglian was really uncomfortable, so she no longer refused.