After the first fool

Chapter 113 Returning to the Palace
The night was getting darker, Bai Qingluo took Mo Xiaoran to swim in the lake in the painting boat on the moat, the exquisite painting boat was moving forward on the sparkling lake, surrounded by weeping willows and evergreen, and occasionally famous brothels not far away Singing loudly in the painting boat, the sound of guqin spread in the air.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the whole sky red like fire. Mo Xiaoran stood at the bow of the boat, and the boatman slid the oars at the stern. Layers of deep and shallow water ripples formed on the lake. The blue sea and blue sky made her feel comfortable. Squinting his eyes, "How comfortable is the world of mortals, this is the life I want to live."

Stretching comfortably, with a relaxed smile on his face, he looked leisurely and leisurely. The dark brocade robes fluttered in the wind, drawing beautiful arcs, and Bai Qingluo threw a ball towards the breeze. With a glance, the latter got into the cabin, and when he came out, he was already holding a lyre tightly in his hands.

The body of the qin is made of ancient wood, with annual rings of ancient trees, plain but with a bit of vicissitudes. Bai Qingluo took the qin and walked slowly towards Mo Xiaoran. The tenderness, the usual cold and hard face, also softened a lot at this time, a faint smile was pulled from the corner of her mouth, walked behind her, and sat on the ground.

"You can play the piano?" Mo Xiaoran turned her head and asked in surprise, having already smelled the familiar fragrance of dragon's tongue flowers on his body.

Bai Qingluo narrowed her eyes slightly, and nodded with a smile: "I understand a little bit." The index finger gently lifted the strings, and a clear buzzing sound flowed out. Boneless, fully at ease, waving to Xiaozhu to fetch wine, imitating Bai Qingluo's posture, sitting on the head of the bed, with legs hanging outside, swinging gently, ponytail swaying naturally behind her, how comfortable, How leisurely.

"I used to like a song, can you play it?" She smiled and turned her head, took the flagon in Xiaozhu's hand, did not ask for a cup, the ambulance raised it high, and the clear spirit drawn from the mouth of the bottle rolled into her The red lips were slightly parted, the throat was gurgling and rolling, and the cheeks were smudged with a layer of faint pink due to the smell of alcohol.

Chic and enchanting.

"Try?" Bai Qingluo smiled lightly. If she sang and he played the piano here, what a carefree life it would be.

Mo Xiaoran nodded repeatedly, and said with a bright smile, "Okay!"

"Clear and leisurely flowing water and water move people to disperse and join together years and winds pass by without a trace, sad and harsh, spring and autumn sounds are quiet and resentful It is a dream of a hero lightly mourning 3000 years of love
......"

With some melodious and desolate tunes, Mo Xiaoran's voice is not like the charming and soft voice of ordinary women, but it is a bit more vicissitudes.

The sound of the piano, in keeping with her desolate tune, drifted away with the wind, fingers skillfully manipulated the strings, and the tune that flowed out was tacitly in harmony with the ballad she was humming.

Xiaozhu and Qingfeng stood behind the boat, looking at the two people at the bow of the boat from a distance. The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped them both. robe, ponytail swaying in the wind, humming a song casually, occasionally pouring spirits into his mouth with a pot, a blush spreading rapidly on his delicate face, winking eyes like silk, but with a bit of innocence , It seems to exude the magic power of bewitching people.

Just standing here and watching, watching, you can feel the warm atmosphere between them that no one can get involved in, Xiao Zhu covered her mouth, tears fell down her face, she had never seen such a Miss, real, smart, but seems to have gone through vicissitudes, like a woman who has lived through a long period of miserable days, singing about her anxiety and desolation in her heart.

"Master..." Qingfeng couldn't help but let out a long sigh. How much sincerity is mixed in this piano sound?How much pity, how much warmth, how much softness, in the past, the master's piano was mostly cold and majestic, but today, this song is only played by one person.

Gently pressing the vibrating strings with ten fingers, Bai Qingluo raised her head slightly, her eyes were full of tenderness, like a clear pool with faint ripples, and only Mo Xiaoran was reflected in her deep eyes , said softly: "What's the name of this song?"

Mo Xiaoran smiled slightly, and threw the wine jug in her hand towards him, "Love in the whole world, how about it, isn't it good?"

This was her favorite song in the past. It has a taste of ancient style and is pleasant to the ear. Before and after every major task, she always locks herself at home and listens to this song, so as to calm her heart.

It is also one of the ways to relieve stress.

"The love of the whole life?" Bai Qingluo grabbed the flagon she threw in the air, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a very faint smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, "Good name."

"Why have I never heard of it?" He is good at playing the piano, and he can be said to be proficient in music, but he has never heard of this song. "You created it yourself, eh?"

Mo Xiaoran was startled, then shook her head: "Do you think I'm someone with that ability?" She paused, and jumped up with her hands on the bow of the boat, "I can only be arty if I do more, this song, I did not do that."

"That's true." Bai Qingluo nodded in agreement, "There were a few notes you missed just now."

The corner of Mo Xiaoran's mouth twitched, and she walked over quickly, smelling of alcohol, her right hand slapped him heavily on the shoulder: "You don't have to be so serious, do you? It's just a matter of whim, as for you? You are proficient in rhythm, and I am a little Don’t understand, don’t compare your strengths to my weaknesses, Ang?”

Bai Qingluo glanced at the palm of her hand resting on his shoulder, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more gentle. In front of her, the number of times he laughed in the first half of his life may not compare to a day with her, " Want to learn? I can teach you."

Qingfeng pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation between the two of them. Hearing these words, his heart moved, and he wished to replace Mo Xiaoran. You must know that the master has been the best in the world since he was a child, and he wanted to worship him as his teacher. People can go around the palace.

Promise, promise quickly!

Qingfeng wailed and urged in her heart, but unfortunately, he was not Mo Xiaoran, she shook her head slightly, "I don't want it."

"Boom!"

Qingfeng staggered and almost slipped, her right hand subconsciously wanted to grab the support point beside her, but she grabbed Xiaozhu's lapel, she let out an exclamation, and the whole person rushed forward, just pressing on Qingfeng's chest.

When Mo Xiaoran heard the sound from behind, she moved over, took a closer look, and was immediately happy.

I saw Qingfeng and Xiaozhu both collapsed in the narrow passage outside the cabin, Xiaozhu was still lying in his arms, and he was holding her waist with one hand, and resting on her shoulder with the other, An ambiguous posture in which a woman goes up and a man goes down.

Mo Xiaoran cast a sideways glance at Bai Qingluo, who was following behind, and said jokingly, "Do you think it's time for us to have a happy event? No, it's these two, they look like a good match, don't they?"

Bai Qingluo ignored Qingfeng's pleading gaze, and slowly nodded under Mo Xiaoran's playful gaze.

Aww--
Qingfeng couldn't help but wailed in his heart, what does it mean to forget friends after seeing sex?What is self-sacrifice?His master actually pushed him out just to please a woman!
Qingfeng couldn't help but burst into tears in his heart, what's the matter?
Mo Xiaoran wrapped her arms around her shoulders and said with a joking smile: "How long are you going to keep this posture? If you don't want to get up, I'll go to the cabin and get you quilts, and I'll do everything I need to do here."

Hearing this, Xiaozhu's cheeks burned like fire, and a puff of smoke sprang up from Qingfeng's body, standing there anxiously, rubbing the clothes on her body with her hands, her little face was so red that it was almost the same as the sunset glow in the sky up.

"Miss! You misunderstood." She opened her mouth to explain.

"Let me ask you, did you lie down with him just now?" Mo Xiaoran asked back.

Xiaozhu nodded grumpily, "But..."

"Did he hold you, protect you, and prevent you from getting hurt?" Mo Xiaoran asked aggressively, giving her no chance to explain.

"Yes, but..."

"When you fell to the ground, did you have physical contact with him?" Mo Xiaoran pressed again, Xiao Zhu was forced to back up again and again, her feet slipped, she staggered, and fell towards the back of the moat behind her, Mo Xiaoran Just as Ran was about to step forward to grab her, she saw someone who was one step faster than her. Qingfeng kicked her feet on the board, her body was like an afterimage, and as fast as lightning, she hugged Xiaozhu's fallen body in the air, and pulled her She hugged her tightly in her arms and returned by stepping on the water.

Mo Xiaoran withdrew her hand that stopped abruptly in the air, coughed lightly, and the smile on her face became a bit more playful: "Is this still called having no affair?"

When Xiaozhu heard this, she retreated from Qingfeng's embrace in anger, her face was flushed, "Miss!"

She stomped her feet and gave a long and shy cry.

"All right, all right," Mo Xiaoran hurriedly stopped her words, "I was just kidding with you."

Looking up at the sky, the sun was about to set, and it was almost evening. If she didn't go back to the palace, she would be charged with not returning home when the palace gate was closed. She stretched her waist and looked at it reluctantly. The surrounding scenery, "It's time for us to go back, the leisurely life passes so quickly, and the bird in the cage will go back to the cage again."

Bai Qingluo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the nostalgia in his eyes flashed away, "Let's go, I'll take you back to the palace." With a wave of his arm, he threw the Guqin in his hand to Qingfeng, who immediately caught it carefully, lest it would be thrown away. The piano was broken.

Mo Xiaoran nodded, looked at the blushing Xiao Zhu jokingly, and sighed: "Spring is coming soon."

Bai Qingluo looked at her dotingly, how could she not understand what she meant, this woman, did the girl almost bury her head in her chest if she didn't see her?

Under the night, the imperial city is full of luxury and luxury. Brothels are open, and many drunken people are swaying through the streets and alleys. Mo Xiaoran walks back to the palace. During the journey, she parted ways with Bai Qingluo, she didn't want the imperial guards to see her walking side by side with a man, maybe there would be some rumors.

"Go back, I'll let the breeze protect you in the dark." Bai Qingluo stopped, and stood quietly at the end of the Qingshi Road in the secluded path, watching her beautiful figure drift away, the satisfaction rising from the bottom of her heart made her feel happy. His heart, like being thrown into a honeypot, was sweet all the way to his heart.

(End of this chapter)