Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 63 Broken Jade (2)
"Junhou has a deep affection for me, and I am devoted to him. Why should I give you half a cent? Should I thank you? Qingmo, we grew up together. Although I know that you have Mr. Yu in your heart, I never thought But you hate me so much that you are jealous that I will be favored by the emperor alone, so you deliberately persuaded me to go out for an outing, so as to meet the prince. You are so scheming, so deep that when I think about it afterwards, I always sweat for Qian Zi. Unexpectedly In the end she died, because of someone's conspiracy." Xiuyu Wanyue glanced at her fiercely, wishing she could tear off her disguised skin.

"Miss Er has praised Qing Mo. Those who are scheming must have great wisdom and sincerity. Sometimes Qing Mo just follows the trend and has no intention of harming others. If she does harm, it just proves that some people are stupid. When love is the only good thing in the world." Qing Mo smiled and gave her a look, her bright eyes were a little defiant, with a bit of sarcasm and a bit of ridicule.

Xiuyu Wanyue smiled brightly: "Qingmo, if you still think of me as the second young lady who would rather be chivalrous than infatuated in the past, you really overestimate yourself. Eldest sister can use me, when will you have this right? If a strong servant wants to deceive the master, first ask yourself if you are qualified enough."

An ice flower floated on Qingmo's face, and the smile in her eyes became thinner and thinner, and she said with force: "Second Miss, what do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything! I just trouble you and don't use some despicable means. Zi'er is dead, can you be proud? If I die, you can rest easy? I'm afraid you want to be a concubine, but he won't, maybe You don’t know what kind of incense or grass you use, and you don’t know if it’s harmful to others or yourself.” Xiuyu Wanyue was calm, her eyes were clear, as if the moonlight was shining brightly, she was as calm as a begonia, she stretched out her fingers to hold the red sandalwood table The pomegranate-patterned jade cup, he took a sip, concealing the burning pain in his heart.

Qingmo glanced at the jade cup, the pomegranate pattern made her brows like fire, but she couldn't show weakness, raised her eyebrows high, raised her chin arrogantly, and said with a smile: "Qingmo will always be the only lady who is the master." ! Qingmo only does what she wants in this life!"

"It's a good one!" Xiuyu Wanyue's pupils glowed lightly, as fierce as a knife stab, she threw it away, and the pomegranate-patterned jade cup shattered, and the jade chips on the ground, like finely divided moonlight, burned people's hearts.

There is an elegant fragrance floating in the room, not the strange fragrance of Jia Jianxiang.

Qingmo turned her head to look at the crabapple-patterned incense burner, there was a thin strand of smoke curling up from the burner, obviously a new type of spice was used.The red lips are cold, clear in the heart, and tasteless: "Second Miss and Qing Mo have not spoken speculatively for more than half a sentence, Qing Mo is resigning, and Second Miss is quiet and tired, it is better to be clear."

Qingmo lifted the curtain and came out, her back radiating like a sword.

Xiuyu Wanyue stared at the brocade curtain of pomegranate red. Pomegranate red is the hottest color in the world, but her eyes were as cold as ice edges in a thousand-year-old cold cave. Change the rose-red feather satin curtains, and remove the pomegranate-patterned jasper cups and bed covers, from now on, pomegranates are taboo in my house."

Xiqiu quietly dyed the clothes in the room, and poured a handful of gardenia incense into the chiseled golden cicada pattern furnace, and answered briefly: "Yes!"

Xiuyu Wanyue asked behind the curtain: "The fragrance smells like gardenia, did you make it?"

"Yes! Gardenia is as white as jade, with a refreshing fragrance and a charming color." Xi Qiu spoke carefully.

"What a lovely girl! You changed your fragrance quietly. Even if you don't say it, don't I know something in the mirror? My skin is dull, and no matter how thick the powder is, it can only cover the surface. It's hard for you to bother." Xiuyu Wanyue Secretly applauding, Xiqiu is not inferior to Jiangye's exquisite thoughts.

Xiqiu bowed her head: "Serving the master well is the duty of a maidservant."

Xiuyu Wanyue raised the curtain and smiled slightly: "I'm afraid there is something else in my heart."

Xiqiu's complexion changed suddenly, her knees became limp, she knelt down on the ground, and said loudly when they met: "The servant girl has made her own decisions, and it is harmless to the young lady's heart. Second miss, please trust the maidservant!"

Xiuyu Wanyue sighed, supported her with both hands, and said affectionately: "My good sister, we are dependent on each other from now on. Don't I understand your heart? If you don't harm me, there are people who don't want me to step into Shouchun Gong's mansion. Smelling the fragrance, I felt weak and powerless, thinking that in the Hou's mansion, there are groups of wives and concubines, vying for favor and position, chaotic like a harem, outsiders look glamorous, but famous flowers are lonely and red, what day Don't make any mistakes? The most common thing is to use incense to poison people. It's too despicable to use incense to harm people, but it's a pity that she is smart for nothing, and I am also a person who has turned somersaults. Am I a foolish fool?"

Xiqiu wiped away tears, and said sadly: "Second Miss is a person who has done nothing wrong! The maid does not dare to hope that Mrs. Mudan will be cleared of her grievances, but asks Second Miss to avenge Miss Qianzi! The maid struggled, left and right. It's just to repay the kindness. The people who loved me have gone. I am not afraid of the lonely servant girl. What I am afraid of is that I will be buried in the ground without a grass ring. How can I have the face to see them? Even if I go to hell, I will complain .”

"Of course I'll take care of it when I know, don't worry! Tell me everything you know and suspect." Xiuyu Wanyue patted her hand, took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and said in a daze. It was Qian Ziyou standing in front of her eyes, holding a jasper flute, playing a piece of her favorite tune, the sound of the flute was continuous and melodious, like a spring water gurgling, and like a waterfall flowing thousands of miles, reflecting the red sunset, it became more and more secluded people's hearts.

"Zi'er!" Xiuyu Wanyue murmured in pain.

"Second miss, the servant girl is happy for Miss Qian Zi, the second miss has a deep affection for her, she really doubted Miss Qingmo, so the servant girl said it boldly." Xi Qiu wiped away tears, and smiled and sadly.

Xiuyu Wanyue hugged her tenderly, stroked her back, and tried her best to calm her down.

At the end of the boat, a lonely shadow stands alone.

Xiao Sheng became more and more lingering.

Looking for the sound of the flute, Xiao Yao took Xiao Qing's little hand and went upstairs to find it.

Beside the painting rail, leaning on the black and white old monster, his white hair is swaying in the air, like thousands of strands of sorrow, facing the wind alone.

The sound of the flute gradually whimpered, like a woman weeping sadly, walking alone in the deep courtyard in the dark night, pouring out her pain and sorrows to the lead cloud and half moon, and dancing in confusion like a river of autumn water, dragging on a long cloak, Carried a lot of sorrow.

What he played was actually a heartbreaking heart song for a woman, and it was even more desolate, Xiao Yao was fascinated by it.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the man still looked back lazily, and said coldly: "Stupid girl, you said you are not allowed to follow me, are you looking for death?"

(End of this chapter)