Seeing that everyone looked at the bead with admiration, Yi Yun took it with curiosity, and in her hand, she felt that it was actually slightly warm, extremely warm. Upon closer inspection, the surface of the bead was still flickering with flickering starlight. Yi Yunxin couldn't put it down, so she hurriedly asked, "It's so beautiful, I like it too! Do you have any more?"
"Yun Xin must not be fooled, this night pearl can be obtained casually." Yi Yunshu had a headache, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth the price of the night pearl. If I accept it today, I owe Murong Shuqing a huge favor, and I am afraid that there will be more troubles in the future, Yi Yunshu immediately shied away, "Miss Murong, your gift is too precious, we dare not take it! "
Looking at the rejected gift, Murong Shuqing was not annoyed, but he did not accept it, and still smiled leisurely: "Young Master Yi, don't be polite, this is a small gift from me to my wife, you don't need to overdo it. Mind you, it's just a small decoration."
In front of all the guests, I'm afraid there will be no result if I push it further, it seems that this ceremony must be accepted. In desperation, Yi Yunshu and Yu Qian looked at each other, took back the brocade box, and replied, "If that's the case, then thank you Miss Murong!"
The gift was given, and the words of congratulations were almost said, and the next thing was to eat and drink. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Pei Che and Xuanyuan Yi went to drink with the groom, and the owners of various shops came forward to toast and chat. Murong Shuqing was so disturbed that he left these people to Lu Yi to deal with, and walked out of the troubled hall by himself.
Although the Yi family's courtyard is not large, it is full of pale pink rhododendrons. Gently stroked the petals, Murong Shuqing smiled secretly, not expecting the masculine and mighty escort bureau, such a tender and affectionate cuckoo was planted in the inner courtyard garden, I wonder if it was newly planted to please the bride, or is Yi Yunshu really so leisurely
Lying casually on the slate among the flowers, the goose-yellow figure seemed to be overwhelmed by this delicate pink stamen flower. I remembered that I also hid in the sea of flowers when I was a child, avoiding the search of my brothers, but when will I see them again
Closing his eyes, with the scent of flowers, Murong Shuqing whispered, "Where is my hometown, forget it unless I'm drunk..."
After a long time, an ethereal voice came from the flowers not far away, "Good sentence."
The warm but slightly cold voice felt very similar to his, Murong Shuqing smiled slightly, "What do you think is the good thing about the son?"
"It's hard to return home."
A good homeland is hard to come back to. Sitting up slowly, patted the stained petals on his hair, smiled at the dark green figure reclining not far away, Murong Shuqing asked in a sarcastic tone, "So my son is just like me, and also likes drunk lying in Huayin? "
"It's really an elegant thing." The man didn't care about this kind of ridicule, he also slowly sat up straight, looked at Murong Shuqing and smiled.
"Young master is asking me about Ye Mingzhu, right?" The moment Lu Yi opened the brocade box, his clear eyes never moved away from her, and he followed when she stepped out of the hall. He wasn't looking at Ye Mingzhu, but her. He thought he was more concerned about the source of this Ye Mingzhu.
"Yes." Qin Xiuzhi laughed, was he really so obvious? However, if she was just like an ordinary woman, he didn't need to ask again.
"That's a batch of night pearls I got from the sea six months ago."
"Have you been to the sea?" The man suddenly leaned forward, his tone was slightly excited, and it could be seen that he was very anxious.
It turns out that a man who is as clear as a cloud can also be so excited when he really cares about the sea area. Murong Shuqing shook his head and replied calmly, "No, someone who has heard it mentioned that it is a very... special country."
"Do you know how to get there?" Although a little disappointed, the man still didn't give up.
"Know a thing or two."
"Can you tell me next?!"
"Every Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a half-hour reverse tide in the East China Sea. If you can grasp this period of time, you will have the opportunity to enter the sea by drifting with the water, but during this half-hour, the direction of the sea water is uncertain, and there are quite a lot of rocks and huge waves. If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces. Follow the direction of the upstream and you will reach the territory of the sea country, and then go east for ten days, and you will be the sea country when you land on the shore.”
"Thank you girl, I'm going to Qin Xiuzhi." The man stood up proudly and brought a rain of flowers.
Xiuzhi, good name. Murong Shuqing was still sitting among the flowers, and replied with a light smile, "Murong Shuqing."
"Don't let it go."
"Wait." Maybe it was the desolate figure, maybe it was the tacit understanding of her mind, or maybe it was the same cold temperament of the two, in short, Murong Shuqing wanted to help him. Murong Shuqing stopped him, took off a jade pendant that had been attached to his waist, and put it into his hand, "The person who has been to the sea is at Linfeng Pass, if you want to go to the sea, bring this jade pendant with you. Yupei goes to him, he will help you."
"Thank you!" Qin Xiuzhi took a deep look at Murong Shuqing, raised his still clear and indifferent smile, and stepped out of the flowery courtyard.
Murong Shuqing, who continued to lie back among the flowers, hadn't had time to appreciate the beauty of the shade of flowers and the stars under the night. A dark shadow had already shrouded her, "Who is he?"
Murong Shuqing sighed lightly, as expected, there are two kinds of people, and they show two different styles. If Qin Xiuzhi is elegant and casual, then Xuanyuan Yi is unruly and arrogant. It is also like this casually lying on the flowers, Qin Xiuzhi is beautiful and gentle, and seems to blend in with this delicate flower and spiritual wood; Xuanyuan Yi is domineering and awe-inspiring, and the flowers and trees can't hide their edge.
Not caring about Xuanyuan Yi who was looking down at her, Murong Shuqing looked up at the stars and said, "I don't know!"
Suddenly, Murong Shuqing felt a slight pain in her neck, Xuanyuan Yi had already gently pulled the ink jade bamboo leaf necklace that she had been wearing on her chest and played with it in his hand, he leaned down, pressed Murong Shuqing's ear, and said in a low voice: "You like giving things away so much?"
There was a faint smell of alcohol from the tip of the nose, and Xuanyuan Yi's hot breath, the low, hoarse, confusing and domineering words in his ears made Murong Shuqing's heartbeat suddenly quicken. Feeling that his breath was gradually becoming unstable, Murong Shuqing frowned and sighed, the moonlight was too beautiful, it was indeed a mistake.
For no reason, Murong Shuqing suddenly felt a little amused. It turned out that the charming and ambiguous atmosphere was completely destroyed when she chuckled softly. She moved slightly to the side and smiled, "Did anyone say you are domineering?"
Looking at Murong Shuqing who was moving to the side, Xuanyuan Yi did not embarrass her any more, but lay down, like Murong Shuqing, admiring the bright stars under the moonlight, and replied lazily, "You are not The first, and it won't be the last."
Neither of the two said a word, quietly enjoying the scenery of the summer night, the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of cicadas, and the breeze always accompanied by the bright moon.
"Miss, ma'am." A slightly hurried female voice came slowly from the courtyard.
Getting up and looking at Lv Yi who was hurriedly approaching, Murong Shuqing patted the petals on Luo's skirt and asked, "Lv Yi, what happened?"
Seeing Murong Shuqing, Lu Yi felt a lot more at ease, and helped her to remove the petals from her hair, and said, "Just now, the servant came to report, it was like the young lady cut her wrists and committed suicide in the afternoon. Fortunately, Mrs. Yun found out early, and now there are no more What a danger."
Cut wrists? Thinking of the woman with scars all over her body, her face pale and her head trembling all the time, Murong Shuqing sighed, "Let's go, go back and have a look."
Only Yun Peihua and Xiaochan accompanied Murong Wanru in the Izumo Pavilion. There were three lamps in the room, but they were not bright. Murong Shuqing entered the room and waved to them, "You all go out!"
The two of them looked worriedly at Murong Wanru, who had not spoken since cutting their wrists in the afternoon. Murong Wanru, whose eyes were completely out of focus, wanted to say something, but seemed unable to say anything, so they had to slowly withdraw from Izuyun Pavilion. Lu Yi, who was behind him, quietly closed the door and backed out.
Murong Shuqing walked into the inner room, without looking at Murong Wanru on the bed, he went straight to the window and gently opened the window. In an instant, the room was filled with moonlight like water.
"How many people are trying to survive, why are you begging to die?" Murong Shuqing's indifferent voice seemed ethereal and distant in this moonlit night.
After a long time, the person who hadn't moved on the bed for a few hours moved slightly, and those beautiful but dull eyes stared intently at the woman in front of the window who sighed at the moon. Yuehua is like water, wrapping a hazy ribbon around her cold body, so unreal.
Murong Wanru retracted her gaze, looked at the bandaged wound on her hand, and the mottled old wound, and said sadly, "I'm tired of living like this, living is just suffering for me, maybe death is a relief ."
Murong Shuqing turned around, picked up the cold tea on the table, poured a cup for himself and Murong Wanru, came to the bed, handed it to her, leaned on the reclining chair beside the bed, and asked, "You know, Why is this dragon birthday tea so fragrant?"
Murong Wanru looked at the tea stuffed into her hands, not knowing how to answer, and finally had to say, "I don't know!"
"Have you ever seen the scenery that is frozen for thousands of miles and covered in silver?"
"no."
"Have you ever heard the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, like a galloping horse?"
"no."
"Do you want to see or hear?"
She has never seen the outside world, her sky has always been that small piece, the dim star eyes are lightly hidden, Murong Wanru whispered, "They... are all too far away from me."
Murong Shuqing said slowly but firmly: "From here to Jinzhou Tea Garden, it only takes ten days; to the snow-capped mountains of Linfeng Pass, it only takes one month; to the East China Sea, it only takes twenty days, these are not as far as you think. This world is not as small as you think."
"But I'm married as a wife, and I'm destined to escape."
Murong Shuqing smiled and said, "You're not afraid of being terminated."
"What?!" Murong Wanru's eyes widened, her originally pale and wooden face became vivid with extreme surprise, she looked at Murong Shuqing in disbelief.
It seems that the stimulation is too much, and it is indeed a too bold proposal for a woman who has been educated from a young age over men and women. Putting down the tea in his hand, Murong Shuqing sighed softly: "Since you have come back, you will stay at home for a year and a half, I will let you see the famous mountains and rivers in the east, and you will come back and tell me your answer. "
"But the Li family..."
"You don't have to worry about these, do what you want to do! Before that, stop doing stupid things."
"Zhongwen he..." After all, that was her husband, the person who had lived together for four years, who should have been the benefactor of her life, but the one who hurt her the most.
People should have their own experience, vision, emotions and position in their life. The world does not give women these things. It only teaches them to obey, especially in love and family. Without him, there would be nothing. In Murong Shuqing's view, love is an important part of life, but it shouldn't be the whole. In my heart, I never left.
"During this time, you can also think about what you want between you and him, and whether he can give it to you." After she finished speaking, before she could answer, Murong Shuqing had already turned and left.
Seeing Murong Shuqing's free and easy back figure gradually disappearing into the hazy night, Murong Wan was at a loss, what did she want? Marrying him is the order of the parents, the word of the matchmaker, and it is a woman's duty to work hard to be a wife, so what about her? What does she want? !
The cold tea in his hand no longer has any attractive and mellow scent, and some are just bitter and unspeakable.