Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 558
Twenty-eight years, should be the age of stable marriage, but she has fallen into prostitution, no matter whether the so-called rich lady was built by Hongxiu Pavilion or it really happened, at her age, she really shouldn't live such a life.

Meng Baiyun saw her flattery, coquettishness, anxiety, and aggrieved smiles.

Just like the scar on her hand, although she deliberately hides it, it will always be revealed faintly.

Everyone has his own destiny, this sentence Meng Baiyun understands.

It's just that if this is Jing Ye's life, she definitely doesn't want to be the one who comes to ruin her life.

So, after she came out, Meng Baiyun didn't let her come over to drink with her again.

Instead, he pointed to the guqin standing next to him.

"Jing Ye, play a piece you are good at, and help us enjoy the wine."

Jing Ye's head drooped slightly, and the blushing look on her face gave her a bit of delicacy in line with her age.

"Yes, son."

She is good at a lot, but they are all melodramatic, but today she doesn't want to play any of them, she sits down, and she fiddles lightly.

The sound of Guqin is thick and simple.

It is really a waste to play the melody.

The elegant sound of Yangchun Baixue really belongs to the soul of this guqin.

Jingye chose "Guangling San".

As soon as he dropped his hand, the sound of the piano curled up, plain and profound, played slowly, carefully scrutinized, like a pen and ink drawn by luck.

Meng Baiyun was slightly taken aback.

At this point, there is no doubt that Jingye is a so-called lady from the big family who was packaged by Hongxiu Pavilion the day after tomorrow.

Her piano skills are by no means something that can be achieved with a few years of cultivation, nor can she be taught by an ordinary teacher.

With slender fingers, a red mark on the back of the hand looks pitiful.

A song of Guangling San, coming out from her fingertips, also brings people into the realm of high mountains and flowing water in this fragrant powder and rouge pavilion.

Good violin, good violinist.

Yan Hongyi is also a person who understands rhythm.

Hearing the sound of the piano, his restless heart seemed to be soothed a little.

No longer swearing, shouting and drinking, and losing the prince's temper, but drinking one cup after another.

After drinking two full pots, there was some commotion outside.

Accompanied by Meng Baiyun, he also drank a lot, thinking that with Yan Hongyi around, he would naturally send her back if she got drunk, so he felt a little greedy.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano and drinking fine wine, one gets drunk easily.

When Meng Baiyun's eyes were a little hazy, she raised her head to look in the direction of Jingye, and the girl was also peeking at her.

Looking at each other, she was flustered and even played a wrong syllable.

Meng Baiyun got up, quite interested.

"Do you have a flute?"

"Yes." The sound of the zither stopped, Jing Ye got up, and fetched a flute for Meng Baiyun.

Meng Baiyun threw it to Yan Hongyi: "Take it."

Then, he signaled to Jing Ye: "Stay with me, I'll play."

Jing Ye blushed and gave up her seat.

Meng Baiyun looked at Yan Hongyi, and dialed a note: "How about playing a piece together?"

Yan Hongyi drinks a lot, so she doesn't feel anything at all, but seeing Meng Baiyun's drunkenness and high spirits, his irritable mood when he left the palace is now calm, he would like to see her smile like this, sweet and comfortable , no longer has a little haze and melancholy.

He is willing to accompany.

So he got up, opened the window, and stood by the window. The cold wind outside the window made his black hair half-draped over his shoulders flexible and flowing. Jing Ye raised his head and looked up, and his face turned red again. In fact, this young man is also super handsome. , It was a little scary just now, but now, it's so exciting that I can't breathe.

However, in comparison, this handsome young man is more likable.

She waited beside Meng Baiyun, half kneeling, looking forward to the next qinxiao harmony.

The noise at the front door is gradually receding. It may be the guests who came here at midnight to seek pleasure. Since the door is closed today and no guests are entertained, let’s make a lot of noise at the door.

Come here, rude people, she's seen too much.

In comparison, the jade-faced young man next to her was really gentle and fascinated her.

"What are you guys going to play together?"

Meng Baiyun turned his head to look at Yan Hongyi. Although he used to be a flamboyant lord, he has really studied the rhythm. Meng Baiyun loved you when he was taken captive by him to the battalion commander of Nanchu, so he loved you very much. I like to come and listen to her playing the piano, and every time I beat to the beat of the music, I look intoxicated.

Although Meng Baiyun has never seen him play any musical instruments, he has heard from him that he is the best at the hole flute.

For the tune, he chooses and she cooperates.

"Ensemble what?"

"Just the song "Guangling San"."

Jing Ye was a little excited, feeling that the song she chose was right for the two of them, so she looked forward to it even more.

Meng Baiyun nodded: "This is piano music, I don't care, I'm starting."

"kindness."

Meng Baiyun plucked the strings, and Jing Ye was stunned by the first part.

This level is not just a little above her.

Yan Hongyi just held the flute and beat the beat lightly. He didn't join in until the second verse.

For a moment, the sound of the piano is grand, thick and ancient, and the sound of the Xiao is quiet and melancholy. When they are combined together, they are intertwined with each other, without any leakage, complementing each other, and the ups and downs are ethereal.

Especially in the middle and late stages, the two ensemble performances are more skillful and tacit. In the quiet midnight, the sound of the piano has a profound artistic conception of high mountains and flowing water, while Xiao Sheng's voice is tear-jerking. One piece, two different feelings, but there is no mixture. The traces make people feel mesmerized, dreamlike and unreal.

It's like being in the mountains and rivers, but what you see is the setting sun like blood, and the sun is approaching dusk.

When Jing Ye felt her cheeks were wet, when she touched them, it was tears.

She cried, never once, she started crying before the guest started beating.

At the end of the song, she was so upset that she covered her face and wept.

Yan Hongyi also remained silent for a while, turned towards the palace, turned around, and put the flute in her hand on the table: "I should go back."

He misses him.

Meng Baiyun raised his head and smiled silly, obviously drunk.

"it is good."

Yan Hongyi stretched out his hand to her: "Let's go, I'll take you back first."

"No, you go first, I want to listen to the piano for a while."

"I'm worried about you being here alone."

Meng Baiyun smiled and said: "Didn't you say that we paid the money."

Yan Hongyi couldn't help laughing, she would really follow suit.

It's not unsafe to come here, she spent her wallet on the scene, and besides, Meng Baiyun has kung fu, not to mention ordinary people, even a first-class expert would never want to hurt her, so she withdrew her hand: "Yeah, spent money!" If you have money, you should enjoy it no matter what.”

Jing Ye blushed.

Obviously wrong.

"Then I'll go first. You take care of her. If there is a mistake, I will kill you."

Faced with such a terrifying threat, the little bit of admiration that had just accumulated in Jing Ye's heart disappeared instantly.

Busy and trembling: "Yes."

I was actually thinking in my heart, you don't need to say it, I am also willing.

After Yan Hongyi left, Meng Baiyun returned the piano to Jing Ye, walked back to the wine table by himself, and turned on the song-ordering mode.

Drinking, listening to music, life is so pleasant.

She wasted three years just to find Long Aohan.

Thinking about it now, what a waste of life.

One glass after another of good wine, the person in my heart has been picked up little by little. Tonight, getting drunk here once is enough to deviate from the norms. She was originally suitable for this kind of life, to be alone for a lifetime.

Only fools do it.

So, drink too much.

The wine glass fell to the ground, and the sound of the zither stopped abruptly in Jingye, and she stepped forward to check worriedly.

"My son, my son."

"kindness."

"My lord, you drank too much."

"To hug."

Meng Baiyun who drank too much, attribute: stupid.

Jing Ye was embraced, her cheeks were flushed.

Especially when Meng Baiyun was rubbing against her chest like a child, she felt that her whole body was going to burn.

"Young master, it's cold on the ground, I'll take you to bed."

"praise me."

She suddenly pushed Jing Ye away, and Jing Ye staggered back unguarded, barely falling.

Looking at Meng Baiyun who raised his face begging for praise, he smiled helplessly and tenderly.

"Young master is handsome and lifeless, unparalleled in the world."

Meng Baiyun frowned, it didn't sound right.

So he said, "Praise me for being beautiful, cute, and gentle."

Jing Ye smiled even wider, like a little girl.

But she still followed her heart: "Young master is beautiful, cute, and gentle."

"Well, praise again."

"Young master, your face is like a crown of jade, and your eyes are like bright stars."

I finally understood why the girl's praise just now was wrong. Isn't this a compliment to a man? She is not a man.

So, pouted, with a displeased expression on his face: "Praise me for my bright eyes and bright teeth, and my skin is like creamy fat."

"Young master is really, good. Young master has bright eyes and white teeth, and skin like creamy fat. He is more beautiful than all the women in the world. He is as beautiful as a fairy."

Not bad.

Meng Baiyun stretched out his hand to hold Jing Ye's cheek, and pulled it in front of him.

Jing Ye's breathing almost stopped at that moment.

Bright eyes and white teeth, skin like creamy fat.

Yes, the son in front of me is enough to bear eight words.

The red lips with the wine on them were so sexy that her whole heart beat uncontrollably.

"Master, son."

"who are you?"

Meng Baiyun looked at this face carefully, it was strange, he had never seen it before.

"I, I'm Jing Ye, young master, you, can you let me go, young master, Jing Ye, Jing Ye is a little, a little shy."

"Shy, why are you shy?"

"Because, because of Jingye, Jingye likes young master."

"Guazi, you like melon seeds, then I'll give you money, you go buy them, remember to buy me a few crispy meat buns from Wufuzhai, I'm hungry."

Jing Ye let out an "ah", and then saw the hand holding her cheek hang down feebly, and the person in front of her was actually asleep.

She was a little disappointed.

It was almost a kiss. She should have taken the initiative.

No, he definitely doesn't like girls who take the initiative.

It's late at night, and the ground is really cool. Although it's spring, it's still freezing at night.

She was afraid that Meng Baiyun would catch a cold, so she hugged her with difficulty and put her on the bed with great effort.

He reached out and stroked her cheek gently.

The skin is as thick as fat, and the skin is good, which makes her jealous even as a woman.

Reaching out, I want to untie her clothes and go to sleep with her clothes on, it must be very uncomfortable.

Just as he put his hands on his belt, there was a burst of noise outside.

The person on the bed seemed disturbed and uncomfortable, frowning, she quickly patted her shoulder softly, as if comforting a disturbed child in sleep.

"It's okay, son, go to sleep."

After taking a picture, the person really stretched his brows and fell into a deep sleep. She smiled softly, really like a child.

The ripples in my heart spread layer by layer, and my eyes suddenly moved to the lower body of the person in front of me.

If, if it becomes a good thing, will it, will it be possible to have something to do with him in this life.

He is not like the kind of person who plays with women casually. When she plays the piano, his eyes are full of appreciation and pity. Maybe he knows her life experience and will feel pity for her, and then...

Thinking of this, the hand involuntarily went down.

However, at the last moment, the door was knocked "嗙嗙".

"Quiet night, quiet night."

Jingye's little face showed a bit of displeasure, and she said angrily, "Who is it?"

"It's me, your third brother, open the door quickly."

The third brother, hmph, is just a tortoise slave in the Hongxiu Pavilion. When he first entered the Hongxiu Pavilion, he was bullied by other girls. Seeing that he has some status in the Hongxiu Pavilion, he called him a few times to seek refuge. After she became popular, But he didn't talk to him again, he was really ashamed to remember this address.

"what's up?"

Asked angrily, she didn't want to open the door for him, knowing that this man had something wrong with her, it was like a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

The knocking on the door still sounded "嗙嗙".

"Come out soon, something happened. On the 29th of last month, did you feed Master Zhan something? He came to the door and brought a bunch of people with him."

Jing Ye's face changed abruptly.

He walked to the door in a few steps and opened it: "What did you say?"

"I've seen it all. You put medicine in Master Zhan's wine. He was still groggy when he left the next day. He got seriously ill when he got back. After he recovered, that thing can't be used anymore. The doctor said yes After drugging someone, he remembered what happened at your place that day, and brought someone to arrest you, and Sister Hong stopped him, but he brought too many people, and he couldn't stop him at all."

"I, I don't admit that he can do anything to me, he can't report to the official."

"Oh, my silly sister, Master Zhan's younger brother is an official in the imperial court. How can he go to see an official because of this kind of thing? Willing to serve him and scratched her, he took her back to the mansion, and within two days he was driven crazy, and if he didn't beat the government to death, he couldn't be tried in a life lawsuit. What can you do with him? He has too many methods of torturing people. A good-looking girl was driven crazy in just two days. , I will definitely hand you over in the end."

Jing Ye's face turned pale, her eye circles were red, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Looking back at the person on the bed, I just thought that I might have a better day, how could it be.

The person at the door obviously noticed the way she looked behind her, and grabbed her arm: "Let's go, what else do you care about this guy in the room, your life is going to die, no matter how much he spends, just treat it as Unlucky himself, go away, hurry up."

"My money, wait until I pack up the soft things."

Her dream was shattered, and her life was still to be lived. Without money, it was difficult to move a single step, so she hurriedly pushed away the hand that was holding her, went back and pulled the tablecloth, put all the valuable soft things on the tablecloth, and walked out on her back.

When he came to the door, he reluctantly glanced inside the door.

My son, goodbye by fate.

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Almost before Jing Ye could escape for a moment, a group of people rushed up to the third floor with things.

　 Many of the people who stopped him had already lost their lottery, but they all knew that the money tree on the third floor could not be moved, and was guarding it desperately.

One after another, people screamed and were beaten down from the third floor. The girls hid behind the door and watched, screaming and screaming.

The third floor was finally captured.

A middle-aged man took the remaining five or six thugs and kicked open the door of the small room on the third floor.

The room was quiet, except for a faint smell of wine and a few empty jewelry boxes on the dressing table.

"You bitch, you ran away."

The leading middle-aged man spat, his eyes showed a fierce look, and he waved his hand: "Go, chase me, and see how far she can run."

Five or six followed, but one of them slowed down deliberately as if he had discovered something.

After everyone had gone out, he closed the door and unbolted it.

pretty boy.

Lying on the bed was a handsome man who could make people's heart beat just by looking at him.

He was distracted, and when everyone left and walked to the bed, he was astonished as a heavenly man.

His eyes were greedy, the corners of his mouth even overflowed with saliva, and there was an evil light in his eyes.

Reaching out his hand, he pulled off the beautiful man's belt.

The outer shirt fell down, revealing the white middle coat.

He was startled.

Under the thick coat, there is actually an exquisite body wrapped.

This time, the evil fire in his eyes burned even more.

I thought it was a handsome man, but I didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman.

　 For a moment, his heart beat like a drum, his lips were dry, and the evil fire in his eyes became less and more intense.

This trip out, really earned.

Stretching out his hand, he moved towards the place that symbolized women.

However, before the hand touched that place, there was a sharp tingling pain.

This forced him to withdraw his hand suddenly, and retracted it, and there was a sound of dripping water.

What he thought it was, followed the sound, and he was stunned, with death-like horror on his face.

Blood, falling from his palm.

It was clear that there was nothing but a tingling pain just now, but now, the skin on the backs of both hands seemed to be chapped, and it got bigger and bigger, and finally, it became two lines running through the whole hand. On the knife edge, blood was dripping, dripping, dripping continuously from the wound.

"Who, who."

He looked around in horror, not daring to move his hand, as if he was afraid that if he moved, the whole hand would fall off in the next moment.

"what!"

There was another stabbing pain, and then, when I heard it, I was horrified to see that my entire left wrist and arm were disjointed and fell off.

"no no."

He screamed and turned pale.

The last sting hurt and scratched his neck.

He didn't even utter a muffled groan, and the whole person fell on the ground. On his neck, a hole was split little by little, from left to right, running through the entire neck, half of his head drooped, and that head The eyes on his face were wide open in horror, until he died, he didn't see clearly who made the hand to him.

A slender figure turned and entered from the window.

Walking to the window, looking at the woman who was sleeping soundly and still gagging, her brows were deeply furrowed.

Why, follow her like a shadow in the night?
It was because she was afraid that she would find short-sightedness, and when the He family villa left, she would leave her a lonely and lonely back, and a letter of divorce with her fingerprints on it.

When he saw the letter of divorce, his heart ached like a knife.

Then, he used an excuse to find skin disease medicine for Lan Yi, and searched for her all the way.

Finally, they found her at the border between Tanglin and Jinzhou.

She didn't bring any slaves, she was alone and hired a carriage.

Along the way, she did not stop, nor did she get out of the carriage.

He followed her, afraid that she might have killed herself in the carriage.

However, when I went to that small town, I saw that she was in high spirits when she got off the carriage, and she talked with the coachman and others after drinking, which proved that she really let him go, didn't she?

She won't commit suicide, and he doesn't need to be responsible to her anymore. She is doing well, and she is still doing well without him, so it's time for him to go back and take care of Lan Yi, right?

However, he followed all the way to Chang'an City.

In that small town, he saw her buying couple masks for himself and Zhong Yu, and he was in a state of inexplicable anger.

He attributed it to the fact that just after he divorced her, she was able to fall into the arms of others.

In fact, he himself felt very selfish for thinking this way.

It was he who didn't want her first, he had the blue clothes first, and he forced her to die and leave first, but he couldn't tolerate her kissing me with any man.

He Yongning didn't allow her to marry, even if he could get Tianxiang cardamom after the ceremony, but he didn't want her to make Licheng, Tianxiang cardamom, he would rather fight her fiercely to see whose hands it would end up in. , and don't want her to marry He Yongning, and then he will naturally get Tianxiang Cardamom.

Zhong Yu, he didn't allow her to get close, watching them embrace, hold hands, have a snowball fight, and play, he lightly brushed the snowflakes off her head, caressed his cheek, and there was an emotion burning in his heart, a kind of madness The emotion, he didn't want to admit, was the madness of jealousy.

But if it wasn't for the madness of jealousy, why did he do the thing that alarmed the government and arrested Zhong Yu.

He had already planned to take the blue clothes and fade out of the rivers and lakes and the court, but he was afraid that Zhongyu would sleep with her that night, so he reported to the officials, attracted officers and soldiers, and hunted down Zhongyu.

At this point, he finally had to admit that he couldn't let her go.

Perhaps, he once used her.

But after all, it is a woman who has lived together for so long, so how can it be possible without any feelings.

Looking at her face in deep sleep.

Even though she was drunk, Yan Hongyi dared to let her stay here with confidence.

Originally seeing them drinking together, he was still burning with jealousy, seeing their qin and flute playing in harmony, he was burning with jealousy, he thought he must be crazy, how could he be worthy of Lan Yi, so he left.

However, when he thought about where it was, and the intimacy between Yan Hongyi and her, it didn't matter if they were male or female, he was afraid that something would happen.

So back.

　 Did not expect to see this scene.

Yan Hongyi was gone, she was left here alone, that bastard dared to touch him.

He glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, that hand also didn't touch her body, if it did, he wouldn't let him die so cheaply.

He would cut off his fingers one by one, chop them into a pulp, and then feed them into this person's mouth, and let him find out what the price was for touching her.

Seeing the blood dripping everywhere on the ground, he suddenly frowned.

He seemed to remember that she didn't like blood.

This room smells too much of blood, rouge, and wine.

He reached out and gently hugged the woman on the bed.

(End of this chapter)