World of Chessboard

Within the quiet courtyard, the sound of flowing water could be heard. Accompanied by the ringing sound of a spring, the two of them accompanied each other like a beautiful fairy. The woman who was playing the zither hadn't even been twenty years old yet. Her snow-white dress wasn't adorned at all, and the hem of her dress scattered on the ground like the petals of a snow lotus. It was naturally elegant. Her black hair cascaded down, falling like ink on the white dress. Her hair was tied up with a fluttering white ribbon. Her fair cheeks were unadorned, her slightly curled eyelashes framed by her lowered eyes, and her red lips carrying a light smile. The peace was good.

After the melody was over, a clear and bright voice sounded out, "Raise the jade zither from the river, clear and bright. The entire place was covered in a layer of frost, and the sky was covered in a layer of dense, dark wood. He could make the river pale, but he could also make the river deep. The Wutong Branch can emblem gold. " A young man walked out from behind a tree and slowly walked towards the woman.

The lady looked at him with a slightly surprised expression and smiled, "Oh, it's Zi Yu. Please take a seat."

The young man helplessly spread his hands: "Miss Mu, Miss Mu, can you call me by my name directly? It's so very, very awkward to always call me by my name. "

Mu Qinghan turned her eyes and smiled, "If Second Young Master Wen hadn't intentionally hidden his aura and then suddenly ran out and recited some sour poems, I probably wouldn't have called you that."

Wen Lun sighed and said, "This young master is praising Miss Mu's excellent zither skills. How could it be a sour poem?"

Mu Qing Han hugged Qin Ying Ying and stood up, "Didn't you use ancient poetry to please others when you were playing the game?" He handed the zither to the maid and sat down in the pavilion. He patiently brewed the tea and calmly poured out the boiling tea. "You two, please?"

Wen Lun sat on the ground with his knees bent and sniffed the fragrance of the tea. "It's really 'Qin Li Wen only knows the meaning of water, the old in tea is Meng Shan' ah."

"I have to admit, I'm curious as well. Do you usually praise others like this in the brothels?" It's really skillful to be able to say it out loud like that. " A yellow-robed youth waved his fan and spoke with a warm smile. If Wen Lun was casual, then he was calm.

Wen Lun harrumphed and said, "Of course not. I will tell them that I want to compose a poem for them and then fill them in with the ancient poems."

Bai Zhen smiled and glanced at him. "You talk big." He sat down and sipped the tea.

Wen Lun glared at Mu Qinghan when she wasn't paying attention. He muttered to himself, "Qing Han, I heard that there was a hint of worry in your zither, but what's on your mind?"

Mu Qinghan looked at him strangely. "What happened to you today? So, you want to use me to practice? "

Wen Lun was stunned. "What?"

When Bai Zhen saw Wen Lun's defeated expression, he impolitely laughed out loud. "Young Master Wen is an expert among the Hundred Flowers, how could you be disappointed? "If you were to take a few steps back, how would he have the guts to practice with you?"

Mu Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled, "I don't believe that he will be disappointed either, it's just that his appearance is so... You don't seem to be very smart? "

Bai Zhen suppressed his laughter and said, "We thought that you might be in a bad mood and came to see you, but we were afraid that you might be unwilling to tell us. He patted his chest and said that he could make you speak your mind in three words, if not, you would not be able to enter the Windy Moon Stadium for three months. "

Mu Qing Han sighed, "This is quite a price to pay."

Bai Zhen nodded. "I feel the same way."

"Hey!" "What do you two mean by that?" Wen Lun shouted in dissatisfaction. However, when he saw that Mu Qinghan did not force him, he relaxed.

The three of them laughed for a while before quieting down. No one spoke, and it was exceptionally quiet. Mu Qing Han looked at the teacups and said in a low voice, "Thank you for coming over, I feel much better."

Wen Lun asked, "As expected, you are still in a bad mood, aren't you?"

Mu Qinghan smiled. "I'm still a bit worried about Father."

Wen Lun blinked. "Is that so?" Aren't you worried about your lover? "

Mu Qing Han was stunned for a moment before understanding what he meant. She smiled sadly: "Yun Mo? He would definitely be worried. His body has always been weak. I wonder what will happen after he gets so sick this time. "

Bai Jian said, "It's only a temporary matter, isn't it the same as withdrawing from prison? He is so spoiled that he will soon be better. "

Wen Lun was about to say something when he saw Bai Zhen's warning gaze. He swallowed back the words that were about to leave his mouth. "Don't worry too much. He'll be fine."

Mu Qinghan lowered her eyes and said, "I don't need to say these kinds of lies, I don't need any consoling words. "Worry is worry, other than that I'm not going to be okay."

The two of them had known each other since childhood. They knew very well that she looked weak on the outside, and that she had a strong personality in her heart. Thus, they did not say much. Wen Lun drank his tea in silence. After a while, he asked, "Qing Han, can I ask you a question?"

Mu Qinghan smiled and replied, "Go ahead and ask." He could probably guess what the other party would ask with such a serious attitude. He then raised his head and quietly looked at the other party.

Wen Lun hesitated for a moment because of her eyes but still asked, "Is Zhao Qingyan really worth it for you to do this?"

"This is still the problem." Mu Qing Han replied softly, but didn't answer.

Wen Lun frowned. "Yes, or this question, because I still don't understand. You don't mind his body, his reputation, his temperament … You don't mind anything, but will you? Do you love him? I don't care about anything, but I don't want to see you marry someone who has no feelings for you at all, and share the pain you don't have to bear. Is it worth it? "

Mu Qing Han still didn't speak.

Wen Lun said, "Don't say anything about the orders of the parents or the matchmaking partners. I don't believe it. Zhao Qingyan has always been unwilling to marry you. Wasn't it because he himself wasn't willing to implicate you? Yes, he was outstanding, and he had an unparalleled grace. But what's the use of that? He can't give you shelter, he can't give you love, he can't give you a husband and wife in their lifetime, he can't even give you a complete family! "

"Alright, stop it." Mu Qinghan's voice was still soft, but there was a smile on her lips. "I only have one answer, I don't care."

Wen Lun excitedly said, "There are so many men in this world that are more suitable for you than him. Why are you doing this?"

Mu Qinghan closed her eyes, "If you insist on asking, then I can answer. I've never wanted what you call a child to walk around the knees, to hold hands with old people, and I've never asked for anything more. What I want is to respect and respect each other, to have nothing to do with life or death. Other than him, no one else is willing. "

"You … "I …" Wen Lun suddenly stood up. His eyes were filled with emotion and disappointment. He no longer looked at her and angrily left.

Bai Zhen sipped his tea and waited for Wen Lun to leave before asking, "Why did you say that?"

Mu Qinghan said calmly, "Because he doesn't want to give up."

Bai Zhen sighed lightly. "You're too muddleheaded to give up on your happiness."

Mu Qinghan said in a solemn voice, "Bai Zhen, sometimes, the lives of parents are truly too heavy."

Bai Ju said, "So you chose the former between your mother's wishes and your love for each other."

Mu Qinghan forced a smile and said, "Don't tell me that you want to say something as well? My mother from the underworld wouldn't want to see such an ending, would she?"

Bai Zhen shook his head. "No, I respect your decision. I am your friend. There is a need for respect and trust between friends, so I will not interfere with your decision. All I can say is, maybe Wenlun is not very suitable for you, but he is willing to change for you. But the one you choose now, no matter how much you are made and connected to others, is not going to change for you. After that, there will be a gap between you. "

Mu Qing Han looked dazedly at the direction Wen Lun had left in and said softly, "Probably, it's like this."

Bai Zhen became slightly more serious, "Qing Han, I hope that you can consider it more. If you still insist on choosing Zhao Qingyan, Wen Lun and I will not stop you. Wenlun him, than with you, will care more about your happiness. If you can't love Zhao Qingyan and can't give up on him, then you really can't be any different from gods or gods anymore and will have nothing to do with each other. "

Mu Qing Han nodded slightly. "I understand."

Bai Zhen stood up and did not continue to persuade him, "Since that's the case, I will not stay any longer. If you need it, I can bring you some information regarding Zhao Qingyan. "

Mu Qinghan bit her lips and said, "Sorry for troubling you. And … Please keep this a secret from him. "

Bai Zhen laughed, "I know, Wen Lun will not know." Suddenly, he added: "Oh right, I heard that when the Minister intervenes in the Puppet Palace, he will make his move very soon. Zhao Qingyan will probably come along with him. Do you want to see him? I have arranged a carriage for you to take a peek? " He winked at her.

Mu Qing Han froze for a moment. She knew that he was joking and couldn't help blushing a little. "No need."

"Ah, that's a pity." He didn't wait for Mu Qing Han to make any further inquiries and left.

"Miss, being so close, shouldn't we meet with Young Master?" The maid noticed that her young lady was deep in thought and could not help but ask.

Mu Qing Han was startled, her snow-white face immediately flushed red, and she rebuked: "Alright you, Silky Bamboo, you want to anger me? I haven't even left the pavilion yet, why are you calling me Young Master? "

Silk Bamboo covered her mouth and laughed. "Miss, your face is so red. It's rare to see such a red face." "Seems like Miss really cares about Young Master."

Mu Qing Han pouted. "If you say that again, I'll get angry."

Silk Bamboo knew that she would not be angry, so she deliberately said, "Miss's appearance is so cute, but it's a pity that Young Master can't see it."

Mu Qing Han wanted to bicker with her again, but suddenly she felt a burst of fatigue from the bottom of her heart. She suddenly lost her interest, "I'm a bit tired, I'll go back and rest first." He supported himself up with the table and walked towards the bedroom.

Silk Bamboo was startled and thought that she had truly made the Miss unhappy. She hurriedly said, "Miss, I'm sorry, but I won't speak any nonsense. Miss, please don't be angry."

Mu Qinghan knew that she had misunderstood him, so she smiled gently. "No, I'm really a bit tired. I'm not angry at you, so don't worry."

Silk Bamboo cautiously asked, "Is Miss really not angry?"

Mu Qing Han purposely joked, "Of course, don't worry, if I get angry, I won't get angry with an ignorant maid like you."

Then that's good, I'm really afraid that I will make the young miss unhappy. Every time Miss gets angry, I'm scared. "

"Don't talk nonsense, when did I get angry?" Mu Qing Han replied casually as she walked into the room. As she was about to close the door, she added, "I'm afraid that if I get angry, I'll tidy up the entire courtyard. Otherwise, I'll definitely be angry."

Silk bamboo said, "Okay! I will definitely clean it up! "

"Zhao Qingyan." Mu Qing Han leaned against the tightly shut door as she slowly slid down and sat down. With her arms around her knees, she softly recited the name of the man she was supposed to be very familiar with. However, she was unfamiliar with him. He had thought that he had made up his mind, and that he would be unable to evade this choice. However, he was now filled with fear.

She raised her index fingers that were as white as spring onions and slowly crossed them as she muttered to herself, "An engagement is like tying together two people who don't know each other and who don't have any fate, spending their whole lives together? Since we decided to spend the rest of our lives more than ten years ago, why do we still feel like strangers? "

Marriage is in the body, but in love with another person, just whose fault is it?