Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 109 The Secret Contest

After a while, Ouyang Jinxuan said, "Xue'er, you must have suffered a lot while you were away." His expression was obviously distressed.

Ouyang Feixue raised her head in astonishment when she heard this, she was very puzzled by what Ouyang Jinxuan said.

Why Ouyang Jinxuan suddenly cared about her, although she was puzzled, but only for a moment, she smiled indifferently, looked at Zhao Ran'er meaningfully, and said, "Fortunately, by God's blessing, Xue'er came back alive gone."

She said this on purpose to Zhao Ran'er.Sure enough, upon hearing the words, Zhao Ran'er suddenly raised her head, the momentary astonishment in her eyes met Ouyang Feixue's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The unprepared look at each other made Zhao Ran'er's heart tremble, and Ouyang Feixue's eyes made her wonder if she knew about the incident that she sent someone to assassinate her in Qingyun Temple.

Such thoughts made Zhao Ran'er very uneasy, she looked straight at Ouyang Feixue with probing eyes, wanting to further confirm her guess.

And the other party, as if nothing happened, buried her head to eat again, and the drooping eyelids made her unable to see her expression clearly.

She frowned, if she knew what she had done to harm her on purpose, then the purpose of her coming back was not pure.Alarm bells were ringing in her heart, and the string in her heart was slowly tightened.

Ouyang Jinxuan still looked at Ouyang Feixue with distressed eyes.It's just that Ouyang Feixue was very uncomfortable with that look on Ouyang Feixue's body. She couldn't feel any warmth in that look, but felt that the hypocrisy of that look made her sick.

The disgust in her eyes flashed away without a trace.

After a while, Ouyang Jinxuan sighed heavily, and said, "Xue'er, don't worry, with your father around in the future, you will never be wronged again." His words were so emotional that even Zhao Ran'er believed it.

Zhao Ran'er looked at Ouyang Jinxuan in disbelief, the expression on that face, I really don't know how to describe it, it was distorted as if it had eaten a fly.

Are Ouyang Jinxuan's words telling himself not to touch Ouyang Feixue in the future?As she thought about it, the strength of the hand holding the chopsticks secretly increased a little.

If it was in the previous life, Ouyang Feixue would definitely be deeply moved by Ouyang Jinxuan's words, but the lesson of the previous life was too painful, and she had already seen through Ouyang Jinxuan.

In this life, she, Ouyang Feixue, would never believe a word of Ouyang Jinxuan again.

Regardless of the significance of his actions today, she understands that he has his purpose in doing so.No matter how beautiful the words are, it is nothing more than to numb her, make her listen to him, and be happy for him.

It's just that he doesn't know that Ouyang Feixue is no longer the past.That simple and foolish girl, she is not easy to deceive now.

Huh????? Since when did I actually dislike Ouyang Jinxuan's concern so much? Ouyang Feixue laughed at herself secretly.

I vaguely remember that when she was very young, she always hoped that Ouyang Jinxuan could give her a little more attention. She worked hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and made herself better. She only hoped that her father could be more He glanced at her, but didn't think that his love was always only given to Ouyang Luojie, and what he gave her was endless indifference.

Ouyang Feixue raised her head, the haze in her eyes was replaced by a sweet smile, and her voice became soft, "Daddy is so kind to Xueer."

When she spoke, her bright eyes narrowed into crescent moons, very innocent and harmless.

It is undeniable that Ouyang Jinxuan's change of attitude towards Ouyang Feixue is nothing more than that he has seen the value of Ouyang Feixue to him.With Ouyang Feixue, he can go to repair it with the Wei family. The Wei family has always protected their shortcomings, he knows it all too well, now that Ouyang Feixue is back, they will stop for her sake.

That night
The night is poignant and beautiful, and the sound of the flute is lingering, lingering for a long time in the silent night.Ouyang Feixue, who had already been lying down, couldn't help frowning, why did he come here.

Putting on her coat, she went out lightly.

Tonight is the fifteenth day again. Although it is not as bright and round as the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, it is still extremely beautiful. Now it hangs high in the night sky, without a single star around it, it looks a little lonely and a little sad.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, she saw Xuanyuan Jingyi standing on the roof at a glance.With a light leap, she jumped onto the roof and walked to his side.

"Why are you here?" Ouyang Feixue asked softly, her eyes were staring into the distance.

It was late at night, and everyone had already fallen asleep. Looking from the roof, there was no one else on the street except the old man who was working the watch. That thin figure was walking in the night, and that lonely figure was exactly the same as his own. The situation is very similar, a person, here, for the obsession and persistence of the previous life.

On the street, except for the moonlight, there is only darkness left. Only the canal not far away is sparkling, and occasionally the fire of fishing boats can be seen.

Xuanyuan Jingyi put away the jade flute in his hand, and said with some melancholy, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night." But the eyes looking at her were slowly shining.

He knew that she had the habit of having nightmares at night. Every night, she would cry like a child, sad and desperate. Her curled up body was thin, thin and helpless.But he didn't know why she was so sad that she often woke up crying at night.

I still remember that time, when he was at the door of her room, he heard the sobbing coming from inside, he stopped in his tracks, he knew it was inappropriate to peep at a woman's boudoir at night, but he couldn't control his curiosity.

Through the gap in the window, he saw a thin figure on the bed not far away.That night, the moon in the sky was as bright and round as it is today, so he could clearly see her hand tightly gripping the corner of the quilt, and the undried tears in the corner of her eyes, the tightly wrinkled His eyebrows and slightly trembling body all affected his heart.

Unable to bear it in his heart, he couldn't help but took out Xiao Xiao from his arms and blew gently.

He saw the people in the room, and when he heard the sound of the flute, he slowly loosened his brows, released the strength in his hands, and slowly breathed evenly.

So, every night, he would always appear and play the flute for her. He somehow wanted to heal the unknown pain in her heart.

When Ouyang Feixue heard his words, her heart moved slightly, fearing that she would not be able to fall asleep, she looked at the jade flute in his hand that shone coldly under the moonlight, it turned out that he played it for herself... ????
So, what does he know?She looked at Xuanyuan Jingyi warily, she didn't want anyone to see her forbearing fragility.

Xuanyuan Jingyi didn't care about her expression, he was used to her indifferent expression, and he rejected everyone's concern, regardless of the reason.

He understands her feelings, it's because she lacks a sense of security, is afraid of being seen through, and is afraid that her fragility will be exposed to others, which is very similar to him, thinking that if she shuts herself in her own world, she will no longer be hurt.

However, he was thinking about whether such two people, with the same lonely soul, could cuddle up to each other in the future. Thinking of the perfect arc drawn at the corner of his mouth, he actually smiled.

In a blink of an eye, Ouyang Luojie has been grounded for five days, time is fast, but very slow, Ouyang Feixue counts these days carefully, it is very boring, she thought Zhao Ran'er would make a move, but she didn't want to, she did She took a deep breath, this is not like her style of doing things in the past.

(End of this chapter)