Transmigrating into the Idiot Fifth Miss: Stunning Crazy Concubine

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A quiet flute sounded slowly in Luo Liuling's ears, melodious and far away. \%>_<%_net_original_create%>_<%\

It's like telling your heart, lingering, with a kind of sadness.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Luo Liuling saw a man in white standing on the roof, the jade flute on his mouth was faintly shining in the moonlight.

Luo Liuling stood in the yard, and Shui Qianjue stood on the eaves. [

They are all in the same white clothes, one is flying and the other is bleak.

The two temperaments spread in the air, and in the corner of the wall in the distance, several figures looked at this side furtively.

"Seldom playing the flute, as if full of thoughts."

"Head, aren't you standing there too? I think the moon is full tonight, the flowers are good, and it's rare for me to confess my love to Tou."

"Seldom why do you have to confess to your head." A confused voice came, sounding completely puzzled.

"You're so stupid." Two voices rang out, ignoring her and continuing to watch the exciting scene.

With a flick of the silver thread in Luo Liuling's hand, he jumped up along the eaves and stood not far from Shui Qian.

Quietly listening to him playing the flute, how long has it been since I listened to the flute.

It's still as nice and melodious as the original one, but it's mixed with a deep sense of sadness.

Luo Liuling glanced at him with a gloomy look in his eyes.

On the eaves, the wind was already strong, making Luo Liuling's dress rattle.

Dressed in white, he looked like he had come from nine days, so refined.

The moonlight is like a hook, some people are happy and some are sad, Shui Qianjue only feels that his mood is like the sea, constantly rising and falling.

When he saw her rushing to block the arrow for him, his heart ached.

As deep as love is, so is pain.

He promised to protect her by her side, but he still couldn't help it, couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms, couldn't help but want to kiss her hair, couldn't help but want to see her smile.

Too much can't help it, making his heart feel like a knife.

Slowly, after the flute was played, Shui Qianjue slowly put down the jade flute, looking into the distance with blurred eyes.

She was so sad that she forgot that there was someone beside her, until Luo Liuling came to her senses and looked at the motionless Shui Qianjue, his expression was so pitiful. [

"Jue, what's the matter with you, what's on your mind."

Luo Liuling's heart skipped a beat when he said this, how could she not know what he was thinking, but at this moment, she could only pretend that she didn't know anything.

The sudden sound made Shui Qianjue tremble, and when he turned around, he saw that incisive face in front of him.

It's not touching, but just looking at it. This feeling is simply a kind of torment.

"Ling, why are you here?"

"Seeing you blowing the flute by yourself, I'm in a bad mood."

Luo Liuling tilted her head, her eyes were full of tiny moonlight.

"Ling, tell me if he is him."

As if he was avoiding something, Shui Qianjue changed the subject, looked straight at Luo Liuling, as if he wanted to see something in her eyes.

Luo Liuling naturally knew what Shui Qianjue was talking about, whether he was Ye Wushang.

"Absolutely, you know, there are some things I can't >

"You can't tell me, can you? So in your eyes, I'm just so untrustworthy."

Inexplicably, Shui Qianjue's tone was a little unpleasant, and his heart was filled with panic.

"Absolutely, there is one less person who knows about some things, and there is less danger."

Looking at Shui Qianjue's hurt eyes, Luo Liuling could only choose to ignore it, her heart was a little messed up.