Rebirth of the Hidden World's Only Daughter

Chapter 159 A Smile Is Incomparable

Chapter 159 A Smile Is Incomparable

It was already cold winter, but she didn't know that there was a little sweat on her forehead. Qian'er just looked at the ground, even her breathing slowed down, nervously waiting for a response!

But Yujian just looked at her, she pressed her body down and knocked her head on the ground, as if humble, but she refused to let go of what she said lightly, still with a sense of arrogance, such a smart and stubborn girl.

She joked with a smile: "Since the relationship is deep, why should you be afraid of people intervening?"

Qian'er's heart was shocked, and she was thinking about how to deal with it, when she heard a few light footsteps, she raised her head secretly, suddenly startled, she stood in front of her, her expression was still calm, she only heard her sigh, and said: "If I Tell the crown prince what you said just now, can you just get a slap in the face? Don't you worry..."

Qian'er was taken aback, but she didn't hesitate, she just said: "You don't need to worry about this, the servant girl naturally knows the consequences of doing this, but what the servant girl said is true, even if the girl tells the prince, the prince wants to execute the servant girl, and the servant girl There will be no complaints, let alone regret every word I said!"

"Hmph, you do have a backbone! But, have you ever thought that in this world, men and women don't just have a relationship between men and women!"

Qian'er looked at her nonchalantly, the candlelight cast her shadow on the pear blossom screen behind her, her elegant breath dyed the jade-colored branches, her plain pajamas, her eyes were like water.

"Perhaps the relationship between me and your prince is indeed unusual, but it is not what you think. I will not stay in the prince's mansion. After tomorrow, I will leave here and never come back!"

She glanced at Qian'er's stunned look, and waved her hands: "It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, I'm tired, you put away the things on the table, and go down!"

She turned around, stepped into the Pear Blossom Screen, blew out the candles, wrapped herself tightly in a brocade quilt, and closed her eyes lazily. There was the sound of closing the door, followed by the footsteps gradually going away, and there was another silence.

White walls and glazed tiles, high beds and soft pillows, and the fragrance in the dream, but this night is destined to be sleepless. At this time, the mood is layer by layer, and the only little joy in the bottom of my heart is swallowed. No one can predict things, but at such a juncture, there are always many, many things that I always want to fade away, but all of them are blocked in my heart. At this moment, I suddenly realize that it is so difficult to let go!

I covered my ears tightly and closed my eyes tightly. It was the first time I felt that the night was so long, but even if I didn't listen or watch, some things would never escape my heart, but I was just deceiving myself.

The rising sun outside the screen window is like dyeing clothes, layer by layer, getting deeper and brighter.

She got up very early, sat at the dressing table, watched the night light outside the door go out, then picked up the comb, combed her hair carefully, and carefully traced a makeup, intending to cover up the blood-red swallow , helpless in vain, had to let it go.

After getting dressed, he poured a glass of water and was about to moisten his mouth, but there was a sudden movement in the corner of the wall. He followed the sound and looked around. After taking a sip of water, he put it down gently and walked over quietly.

A one-meter-high blue and white silk vat stood at the corner of the wall, with a few scrolls of calligraphy and paintings inserted in it. I looked around and found nothing. out of the cylinder.

After thinking about it, he carefully pulled out the calligraphy and painting, and immediately there was no movement inside, and a pair of round eyes were looking at her with tears, it was really pitiful.

Yujian noticed that there was a small gap in the window next to her, and when she understood it, she immediately smiled, but it seemed to understand it, flicked its golden hair, and stared at her fiercely, Yujian found it even more funny, and used He poked its head with his hand: "Didn't you follow Qian'er away? Why did you sneak back again?"

It grabbed the smooth bottle again, but poor couldn't hold it no matter how hard it tried, so it had to look at her for help again.

Seeing it like that, Yu Jian couldn't bear it, so she carried it out, but before she could put it down, the little thing broke free from her and rushed out of the door, followed by Yu Jian. Unexpectedly, it stopped a few steps outside the door, looking back at her and wagging its tail. Seeing her chasing up, it ran towards the courtyard door as soon as it ran away, as if it wanted to lead her to meet someone, Yu Jian thought. Curious, he followed in a few steps.

The prince's mansion in Nuo Da was still quiet and elegant, only a few nuns and maids came and went, when they saw him, they all saluted lightly, and then walked away lightly, even the snow sweepers in the garden were so light and quiet , there was a little wood running happily in the snow, until it heard the sound of a piano, it slowly stopped and jumped into a high courtyard gate.

Yu Jian stopped in front of the door, looking at Wuming at the courtyard door, thinking of avoiding it, but her feet were drawn in by the sound of the piano.

The melody is clear and smooth, flowing gracefully in the cold fragrance of snow. The summer pavilion formed by vines and ancient vines is lit with cherry-like white snow. A white jade platform, a guqin, a pair of plain hands, a poignant melody, a With a world-shaking face, that woman is so beautiful that it makes one's heart intoxicated. Every note under her hands jumps in people's hearts, and is like a gurgling stream, bringing everything into her affection...

If the guess is correct, she is the princess concubine Ouyang Shi is marrying, the jewel in the palm of the Marquis of Anping, Princess Huanxi, the former emperor of the Southern Qi Dynasty, and the number one beauty in Beishao who insisted on marrying!

Yu Jian was standing next to an evergreen pine covered with white snow, looking from a distance, the quiet posthumous title in that yard seemed to be reserved for her, but there was a lively joy hidden in the quietness of the piano sound. But in the end it was still buried in sorrow!
This woman must also have her touching story!
After the song disappeared, she slowly withdrew her hand, slowly raised her head, and touched the green pine covered with frost and snow, she was slightly startled, then smiled, the city was beautiful.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like