Rebirth Pavilion Lord is Ill

In the end, it seemed that Xiao Mengjin was drunk, and Xiao Mengjin was no longer as cold and silent as before, and chatting with Su Ruojun was also quite enjoyable. She was very fond of the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing and took a sip from time to time. Within a moment, a layer of cherry red rose on her face, and her eyes were a little hazy and moist, and she was drunk.

Su Ruojun originally wanted to stop her from drinking, but she thought that she had been sober to face so many helpless people. It would be nice to be drunk once. Anyway, it is safe here, so she will go with her and drink with her from time to time. .

Two-thirds of a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed into Xiao Mengjin's belly. She had never drunk any wine before, and she had no internal strength to help her, and she gradually became completely drunk.

Su Ruojun has a good drink, which is nothing to her. Looking at the drunk-eyed person opposite, she unconsciously showed a smile on her face. Just about to speak, the drunk man suddenly stood up and staggered. Before she could move, the man directly grabbed her hand. Fearing that she would fall, Su Ruojun also got up and went to support her.

But the person who was standing by himself took advantage of the situation and leaned in and handed all the weight to Su Ruojun. She leaned close to the ground, and the scorching breath wrapped in the fragrance of wine and hit Su Ruojun's face, making her a little dizzy.

What's more terrible is that the ice-like person... actually laughed! At this time, her cheeks were flushed, and her cold face was not so soft. As the eyes flowed, the corner of his mouth evoked an arc, and the pear vortex was rippling, and the charm under the cold was completely blooming in this smile at this moment.

Su Ruojun's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his heartbeat instantly became messy. Even if she was also a woman, she couldn't resist Xiao Mengjin's amorous feelings at the moment.

The drunk person didn't notice Su Ruojun's change at all, but put his chin on her shoulder and vaguely said: "Su...Su Ruojun, you...what are you thinking?"

Su Ruojun's expression was a little stiff, and she didn't know what she wanted to do for a while.

Without hearing her answer, Xiao Mengjin knocked her shoulders dissatisfiedly: "It's just a meeting in the water, why did you bother to save me. You are so good to me? You said that because I am a traitor to Luoxia Tower, but... But why do you never ask me about Luoxia Tower?"

Su Ruojun really didn't expect her to look like this when she was drunk. She was in shock and trance. She still couldn't find her own voice, but just stared at her with her mouth open.

Xiao Mengjin felt a little annoyed when she found that she had been refusing to speak, and she lowered her head and bit down on her shoulder!

Su Ruojun couldn't keep up with her rhythm at all, let alone stop it. There was a burst of heartache on her shoulder, which made her take a breath: "Xiao Mengjin, what are you doing?!"

There is no reason for a drunk person. Su Ruojun was so painful that he hurriedly reached out and pinched Xiao Meng Jin Ma Jin, and the person finally let out his mouth softly.

Fearing that she would fall to the ground, Su Ruojun didn't care about the pain on her shoulders. He reached out and put her on the bed with a half hug and half support. You clearly came to make me happy!"

The person half lying on the bed looked up at her, and Su Ruojun couldn't say a word. In the always cold eyes, there was a pack of tears shining in the moonlight.

Her throat condensed, but the person with tears in her eyes choked in a low voice, "You are not good either, just like them are bad guys."

Such a big person can't help making people funny to say this, but at this moment, her expression and tone made Su Ruojun unable to laugh. Those eyes were full of hopelessness and pain, as if hoped that others could give her a little bit of life, but was pinched out.

Su Ruojun looked at her drunk and looked like a childish child, and felt a little sour. She leaned over to help her sit up and said softly: "How can I be like them?"

She lowered her head, stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and said vaguely: "As soon as you meet, you will pierce me with a needle. It hurts me very much and the medicine is so awful." After a pause, she started to feel aggrieved: "I just didn't return to me. Then, pinch me."

Su Ruojun opened her eyes wide, both funny and surprised. She didn't expect that she would remember them all, and she was still full of grievances.

Then her eyes dimmed, and her voice became lower and lower: "Actually, you are not as bad as they are, you are very good. They will beat me, much harder than you. Don't let me see her, keep her from seeing her, I I have worked very hard and have been obediently obedient, but they still refused to let me see her, and never let me see her until death."

Speaking of the latter, she almost collapsed, holding Su Ruojun crying in depression and mourning.

"Don't let you see her? Who is she?"

Xiao Mengjin cried and pumped, still whispering: "Mother, don't let me see my mother, mother..."

Su Ruojun frowned tightly, probably guessing what happened to her, stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Mengjin tightly, and lightly patted her back. Her crying pierced her heartache, and she kept coaxing her until she fell asleep in exhaustion and drunkenness.

After cleaning up briefly for her to make her sleep more comfortable, Su Ruojun stood in front of her bed for a long time. Thinking that Xiao Mengjin had just asked her why she wanted to save her, she didn't quite understand it herself.

Maybe it was because when she saw that she was awake, she didn't take her own life directly, but took the risk to stun herself. Either it was the look in her eyes when she put her down, or it was nothing, it was just destined by heaven, and she made this decision at that moment.

He sighed slightly, and looked at the person who was sleeping quietly and unconsciously, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This person was afraid that she could not even dream of it. She looked like that after she was drunk.

Touching the wound on her shoulder, Su Ruojun was a little melancholy thinking of her smile and the cry of mourning before. Maybe this was the only time she could cry in front of herself and laugh in front of herself without guard.

Carefully tuck the quilt for her, Su Ruojun gently closed the door and left the room. It's just that she didn't expect that at this moment, all the laughs and all the tears of this person were given to her in the end.

Suzhou

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, Suzhou City was brightly lit, and lanterns of various colors were hung on the street. There are many cruise ships in Taihu Lake. Above the cruise ship painting workshop, silk and bamboo string music lingers in the ears, showing the excitement of Mid-Autumn Festival.

On the east bank of Taihu Lake, a delicately painted boat was much quieter. The boat deliberately avoided the noise in the center of the lake, wandering quietly aside, shining with moonlight, and sparking sparkles on the lake.

Wen Moxian sat quietly on the bow, watching Gu Liuxi pour tea for her there.

Gu Liuxi looked at the person wearing the moonflower, with shallow tenderness in her eyes, handed her the tea, touched her cold fingers, and frowned. He got up and went into the cabin with a cloak in his hand: "It's windy on the lake at night, why don't you tell me earlier that your hands are so cold."

Seeing her kneeling halfway in front of her to tie herself a cloak, Wen Mo Xian's smile softened: "I don't feel cold."

Rubbing her hands, Gu Liuxi angrily said: "You, I don't pay attention to my body cold. I always feel not cold. When it gets really cold, I'm afraid I might catch a cold."

Wen Moxian didn't care, and said with a chuckle: "Isn't there you?"

Gu Liuxi glanced at her for nothing, and said, "Now I know that my lips are sweet. I didn't know who used to say that I was like an old mother."

Wen Moxian frowned, pretending to be angry: "Who is such a nonsense, how can there be such a young and beautiful old mother."

Gu Liuxi "puchi" laughed and squeezed her face: "Pretending again."

Wen Moxian couldn't hold back and laughed. In this noisy night, the warmth couldn't be concealed.

Zisu waited on the side, looking at the water in the distance from time to time, and finally couldn't help but say: "Master, why haven't they come yet? Didn't you say that they came here at Xu Shi? It's almost the time. They never let the master in the past years. Wait, will something happen?"

Su Yan and Zi Xi also walked out of the cabin and looked at the lake, also somewhat worried. Yueqing and the others wrote that tonight they will come to Taihu Lake to meet Wen Moxian by water. They will be there at the latest.

Wen Moxian took a sip of tea and whispered in a low voice, "Don't worry, some of them will be fine even if they encounter trouble, otherwise Xin Xige is not a joke."

Su Yan smiled: "That's true, the master said well, but it should have happened, otherwise they won't hang the master."

Gu Liuxi listened to her with curiosity in her heart. She always wanted to see what Wen Moxian's capable subordinates looked like.

Zisu couldn't help muttering: "Other people's boats are busy and busy, but we are deserted. If they can come earlier, Sister Yue can also play the piano."

Among them, Yueqing is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially with a good hand, but even they rarely hear it, except for the Mid-Autumn Festival when they come to reunite with the ink string, so they can have the honor to listen. Got a song.

Zi Xi smiled, glanced at Wen Mo Xian and Gu Liuxi, and said, "Actually, have you forgotten that besides A Yue, there is another person who is also unique in Qin Fu?"

As soon as her voice fell, all of them were startled, and then their eyesight fell on Wen Moxian, and after a while they stared at Gu Liuxi scorchingly.

They can remember that the master played the piano with Ayue, and the master played the piano since she was a child, but she hardly played in front of people, and occasionally she was shocked by the heavens. Rejected, now that there is girl Liu Xi, maybe the master can compromise.

Gu Liuxi's eyes brightened when she heard it. She vaguely remembered sitting next to her when she was young, listening to the ink strings and learning the piano. After her husband is gone, she will practice and play for herself.

Turning her head to look at the crowd looking at herself like this, she felt a little pressure, and she didn't want to reluctantly smell Moxian, so she didn't speak, but the shining eyes really made Wen Moxian unable to ignore it.

When I first learned the piano, I was accompanied by Gu Liuxi, and she had tried to teach her, but Gu Liuxi was always smart and knew nothing about musical instruments. It's just that her musicality is exceptionally good, and she can always find something wrong with her piano sound. Thinking of this, seeing the look of her expectation, then she whispered: "Zixi brought the piano?"

Zi Xi smiled openly, and continued to say: "Take it, take it!" She had thought it out early in the morning, and if there was Girl Liu Xi, the master would let go.

Zi Xi quickly moved the qin out. This qin was a guqin found by Su Yue. It was of the highest quality and was specially given by Wen Moxian when he was sixteen years old.

Wen Moxian sat down cross-legged and stretched his fingers to pluck the strings. The sound is clear and pleasant, and it is indeed a good piano.

Several people on the side were silent, their eyes fixed on Wen Moxian.

Gu Liuxi held her cheeks and stared at the white-robed man who was tuning in. The vague picture in the memory seemed to be clear for an instant, and the delicate and lovely little person back then has now become an incomparable woman. Both her eyebrows and her eyes should be the same seriousness, the same thing made her unable to move her eyes.

The strings are plucked with plain hands, one pick and one twist, pour out a melodious tune, the melodious piano sound is elegant and graceful, and the tune is transferred between the ups and downs, like clouds and flowing water.

The sound of the piano seemed a bit erratic on this wide lake, drifting between the sky and the earth with the night breeze. Not far away, a ship steadily approached here, but it was extremely quiet, as if it was afraid of disturbing the sound of the piano.

But Gu Liuxi and the others are holding their spirits and savoring them carefully. The sound of the piano has been tactfully like a clear spring before, like whispering softly, and in the end, it is stunned and agitated, like a waterfall rushing.

Wen Moxian's fingers were extremely flexible, flying between the strings, and at the end of the hand stroking, suddenly stopped when there was a cheering on the opposite ship! The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, but there was endless reverberation.