Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 55
The figures on the boat are flickering, and a pair of dark pupils are eagerly looking forward to it.Seeing the lonely shadow of the man in black, the unparalleled beauty of the face suddenly opened up, and Li Fang came towards them.

The man in black covered his chest, staggered slightly, and walked towards the boat indifferently.

Shame and worry intertwined in Xiao Yao's eyes, and she could only watch his haughty and silent back stepping onto the boat, the people on both sides of the boat respectfully saluted, a pair of wonderful hands helped him into the boat door, he disappeared in a flash, and in a moment, she folded out again, Her eyes were hurt, and they passed away like a shooting star, which was just rightly calm and calm. Jasmine Huang's wide sleeves were lightly flicked down, and she fell down gracefully.

Xiuyu Wanyue took Xiao Qing's little hand, her expression was indifferent, and the corners of her eyes were filled with sadness.

Across the river, cut off her seven years of missing.

Goodbye, there is no going back.

The person is here, the heart is dead.

And love, I can't bear to look back, only broken pieces remain.

The scenery of the river is so beautiful, and the floors of the painting boat are so quiet, it seems that Mount Tai is crushing her with all her heart, crushing her heart full of holes.

The beautiful shadows are like flowers and brocades.

She came leisurely like a colorful butterfly, saluted gracefully, and spoke like spring: "Second Miss, Qingmo is waiting for you."

The corners of Xiuyu Wanyue's lips curled up slightly, and she twitched faintly: "Qingmo, you are finally willing to show up. I haven't seen you for many years, and you are getting more and more beautiful. You should be called Xuemo."

Qing Mo stepped forward to hold her arm, and said with a bright smile: "Second Miss is laughing! It's not that Qing Mo refuses to show up, but there is no need to do anything extra. It's so good, everything is over without anyone noticing it, and Second Miss Come back as you wish, and meet the people you want to see."

Her smile is so charming and dazzling, people mistakenly think that she is gentle and pleasant.

"Qingmo has improved to the next level, and Wanyue admires her eldest sister so much." Xiuyu Wanyue put her hand on the back of her hand and smiled gracefully: "Whoever wants to see and doesn't want to see will eventually meet, Qingmo, you and I have nothing else to do." Choose, even if you want to kill me. These years, you may not be so happy, but he and Qian Zi stayed together and flew together, which made me feel good."

Her fingers are as cold as a knife blade, as if she wants to cut off the twinkle of hatred under Qing Mo's smile.

The two were almost whispering, like a pair of affectionate sisters reunited after a long absence.

"Good intentions are not true feelings, you and I are not the same." Qing Mo's eyes were fixed on the river water, her expression was leisurely.

Xiuyu Wanyue Yayi smiled: "People are afraid of deceiving themselves. I have to thank you. Although I didn't become a favorite concubine, I was still enjoying myself in the Hou family. Seven years of free time is really unforgettable in my life. Qingmo, you are so kind How dare you live up to my elder sister's plan."

Qingmo smiled like a pear blossom, as if she had never heard of it, Qiaoqiao let go of her jade wrist, looked back and called softly: "Little son, can I give you a hug?"

Xiao Qing looked at her, but ran towards Xiao Yao without answering.

Xiao Yao took his hand, turned a blind eye to Qing Mo, and reflected a river of water in her eyes.

The river is charming and more rewarding than others.

I've seen Jiang Ye's coldness, but I'm not used to her smiling face.

An invisible wall of ice was built in my heart.

Qingmo frowned slightly, and said without hesitation: "Should I still be the lord of the Xiao family? I am proud of myself, and my eyes are spotless!"

Xiuyu Wanyue cast a glance at her, and said emotionlessly, "The dust is as pure as ice, so it's worth paying attention to."

Qingmo was neither embarrassing nor angry, her eyebrows and eyes were still crooked like a moon: "Second Miss said so, she is not a poor person."

"Take it as pity. Poor people have something to respect. It's better to be respectful. It's better to respect people than to spit on them. Some people don't necessarily show weakness." Xiuyu Wanyue and Feng Tong said coldly Gouging out her eyes: "The eldest sister is like a demon, are you also helping the evildoers?"

"Qingmo always walks from the heart! Second Miss, please take a nap on the boat!" Qingmo bowed her hands respectfully, suppressed her smile, her eyes and eyebrows were estranged.

Xiuyu Wanyue stared at her firmly, her eyes were sharp, and gradually softened.

Looking back with a friendly ray: "Yao'er, be careful!"

Xiao Yao took Xiao Qing with her, and the two siblings trembled on the boat.

The painting boat is really big, so big that it is amazing.

There are two floors above and below the painting boat. It looks like a rich family's boat in appearance, but inside it is resplendent with gold and jade, jewels and treasures, dazzling people's eyes.

Sister Xiao Yao was placed in a room, and the next door was Xiuyu Wanyue's Yan bedroom.

The night is like pear blossoms blooming one after another, and the surface of the river is as clear as a picture.

You can't see the gorgeous scenery in the world, but the river water penetrates people's hearts with its boundless expanse.

A round of bright moon hangs high in the night sky, adding a smoke-like beauty to the clean water.

Xiao Yao stared at the window. She was imprisoned in the deep courtyard of the Hou Mansion since she was a child. What she saw was only winding paths leading to secluded places. She never saw the pure picture of high sky and long water.

If there were no killing and hatred in the world, everything would be so peaceful.

Xiao Qing slept deeply, the most beautiful sleep time of a person is probably so childish.

Xiao Yao quietly lifted the brocade curtain with water-red honeysuckle patterns, and walked softly to the corridor with thin feet.

There was silence in the boat, as if everyone had fallen asleep.

The tranquility on the surface of the river is shocking. I feel that I am the only one left in the world, and I feel sad from my heart.

(End of this chapter)