The concubine is always naughty: the little wife is cute

Chapter 347 Goodbye to him, Killing Staggered

"Miss, it's time to sleep."

Mo Zhu didn't know why Miss's room seemed to have lit a few more candles today, and the originally dim light began to shake with the figure, and she always felt a little weird.

Murong Qiong didn't have time to change her clothes, she just sat in front of the pear blossom desk in her favorite moon, a white fairy dress with wide sleeves, looking at herself in the mirror.

"You go down first."

"Yes."

The paulownia qin in front of the Murong Qiong Lihua case was played by my mother sitting here with me when I was a child many years ago. Unfortunately, after my mother passed away, my aunt did not care about my piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and did not invite him The serious teacher taught me a lot, but I have remembered the melody my mother played for many years, so even now I can still keep it so good, but it is a pity that many tunes have already been memorized Terrible, I only remember the one my mother taught me at the beginning.

With a flick of ten fingers, a melodious song poured out, and the little girls outside could hear the vigil. They thought that the young lady was in a good mood today, so they didn't take it to heart, but they didn't know that when the sound of the piano sounded, Ying Ying could hear it. The figure with the candlelight suddenly appeared.

"If the outside world knows that such a stupid person can play the piano so well, I'm afraid the talented women in the capital will come to learn from you?"

The man's laughter poured out, although he was not too sick, but it was enough for the woman to hear.

Swaying with the wind, holding a fan in his hand, I don't know how to be so carefree.

Murong Qiong seemed to have never heard of it, and didn't take it to heart.

It's just that the melody at the fingertips seems to be picking up.

Chunyu Feng frowned involuntarily, turned over and walked down from the beam, and immediately pressed the woman's jade fingers.

"You seem to have something on your mind, don't play it."

Murong Qiong was like a peach blossom, smiling like a flower, and when she raised her head, the hairpins on her head made the sound of colliding beads.

"I have been with that little girl for many years, but I don't know that this little girl has always wanted to harm me. The master and servant wanted to give this girl something to gain, but I didn't expect that this girl had already betrayed her. Where can I take her? After all, I was too cruel and killed a person. It's just that if I made a slight mistake that day, the person who died was not this girl, it might be me.

Human life is so cheap, but I cherish it so much, it's a pity that no matter how good the friendship is, it's gone.

It's just that I thought a little more about it myself, but I was still helpless. "

Murong Qiong read very little poetry and books on weekdays, only read a lot of historical biographies, and couldn't explain why, so he could only sigh like this, too many things happened here today, and his heart is always in a mess. That's why I thought of playing the piano, but I didn't expect that before the pear blossom table I just made, the light shadows on the beams of the house had already predestined me, and I was afraid that I would have some long talks tonight.

Chunyu Feng suddenly let go, pressed her hand and laughed.This is a glimpse like a woman, without much language.

"If I had to choose again, I'm afraid that's the same answer. I can't keep people around me like this. It's a pity that I'm not a decisive man. I don't have that kind of thought. After all, it's still too vicious. If I take that girl Better maybe..."

Thinking of this, the light in Murong Qiong's eyes dimmed again, but the man suddenly couldn't help frowning.

"Maybe what? Do you think that those who hurt you will stop, or do you think that if you say more benefits, that girl will not betray you?

There are some things that have been foregone from the beginning, and there is no way to change the ending. You can only make the process more rugged to barely survive.

Murong Qiong, I thought you were an intelligent woman with a delicate mind and a soft heart, but I didn't expect you to be so indecisive. "

Chunyufeng's pleasant voice is like a stream of water, flowing out, but it's a pity that there is a murderous intent hidden in the trickle.

Murong Qiong's hand playing the piano paused slightly, and a certain syllable seemed to be messed up in an instant.

The sound of the piano fluttering in the silent room was only a little faster, and the girl in the yard never seemed to care about what the lady was playing.

Vermilion lips parted slightly, but while talking and laughing, they asked a question that should never have been asked.

"Chunyu Feng, you don't just have the poison of the white mandala flower on your body? I also want to know who is the person who can poison me?"

Murong Qiong never cared when the person behind him drew out his sword and pointed it at him.

It's like he didn't care about today's events, how many people know...

(End of this chapter)