Destiny Concubine

Chapter 1255 If you don't care, I will rest

Xiao Songling stood on the gazebo for a long time, until the music ended, he stepped down from the gazebo with a long sigh and walked towards the person playing the piano.

The most beautiful blooming in the garden at this time is the Qiu Yinghua. The tall rhizomes seem to be broken when the wind blows, and they seem to be unable to withstand the fierce autumn wind.

But that Qiuying bloomed proudly, swaying in the wind, tenacious and upright, never admitting defeat or showing weakness.

Just like the woman playing the piano among the flowers at this moment.

She looks weak, but she has toughness in her bones.

"Does the lord still remember this song?" Seeing Xiao Songling standing not far away, Mu Xueer was silent, she got up and rolled up her sleeves and walked towards him.

Xiao Songling's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her elegant face among the flowers, he sighed lightly and shifted her gaze, and said in a clear voice: "Remember, this song is called Southwest Wind Yin."

Mu Xueer's eyebrows moved slightly, and her lonely eyes flashed a little sparkle and asked again: "Then do you know the origin of this song?"

Xiao Songling pursed his lips, but did not answer her.

Mu Xueer smiled coldly, and murmured: "May I be the southwest wind, and die forever in your arms! I am willing to turn into the southwest wind and stay in your arms for a long time. Look, what a beautiful dream this is? "

"But, does the lord know what the next sentence is?"

Xiao Songling's eyes sank slightly, and he called her name softly: "Xue'er..." He just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Mu Xueer.

"It's Jun Huailiang who doesn't like it, what should I do with a concubine?" Mu Xue'er's voice turned cold, and her tear-filled eyes stared at the handsome face under the sun.

A touch of red cinnabar on his forehead was like a deep wound in her heart, which would never heal.

Xiao Songling took a deep breath, and he took out a juan handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, with a gentle voice without any emotion: "I came here to return this thing to you!"

Mu Xueer stared at the handkerchief in his hand, and her heart suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. The feeling of despair spread from the bottom of her heart to her whole body, and it was frighteningly cold.

With a sneer, she reached out to take it, her long nails gripping the juan handkerchief tightly.

She specially wrapped the burnt puppet in her own handkerchief and gave it to him. At that time, he didn't return the juan handkerchief to her because there were people around him. He wanted to save some face for her, right?
Sure enough, she was acting affectionate again, she thought...

"I won't want things that are already dirty!"

In front of him, Mu Xueer threw the juan handkerchief on the ground with her hands, and looked at him coldly with despairing eyes: "My lord, I know what the prince means. Don't worry, from now on I will never give up." I won't pester you anymore! As the daughter of the Mu family, I have put down my self-esteem and pride many times to give you my heart, but you have never cared for me."

She gave a desolate smile, waved her sleeves, turned around and picked up the harp on the stone table, and left casually.

Her resolute voice came from the autumn wind: "If there is a dream in the fate, if you don't have the heart, I will rest!"

Xiao Songling closed his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be something churning in his empty heart, which made him feel dull and depressed.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the snow-white juanpa on the ground, the snowy lettering on the juanpa was so dazzling under the bright sun.

He bent down to pick up the juan handkerchief on the ground, and a disdainful voice suddenly came from behind him: "Since it's not interesting to others, why do you want to pick up handkerchiefs that they don't want?"

　"I really like Mu Xueer's temperament, hehehe, do you like it?" "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)