Perhaps, she is no longer Yao Suqiang.
On the way back from Jiangnan, he kept thinking about it.
Yao Suwei is timid, cowardly, and likes to use tears to win sympathy. The only weapon is to rely on his pity to make him soft and distressed. But this woman is dazzling, fiery, and likes to decorate peace with unbridled laughter. She is a weapon that can hurt people. The closer she gets to her, the deeper she hurts.
How much he wanted to stay away from her, wanted to strangle her to death when she was laughing happily, how many nights he put his hand on her neck, but he saw her peaceful face when she was sleeping. He withdrew his hand trembling again. How dare he, how willing.
Many years ago, he held a long gun to injure her. Later, he was in a daze and could not sleep every night.
In the dream, he was walking in the plum forest, and there was a slender figure standing in the distant plum shadow. He wanted to touch it, but when it was only a short distance away, the figure turned into flying flakes.
He woke up with the words "weak and weak", but the candle shadow swayed, and there was nothing weak and weak.
The sound of the curfew in Chang'an City came, the lights in the distance had faded, and the white gauze fell between the attic, covered with a few floor lamps, which made it a little depressing. The two sitting opposite to each other were silent, a cup of sake exuded such a mellow fragrance, and Mu Kui looked away from the distance and looked at the man opposite. They were still the same two people, but they were different.
She asked, "Major General, can you calm down?"
He looked at her, perhaps because of the moonlight, her outline softened a lot.
Bai Yi couldn't answer, he suddenly couldn't tell whether he was still angry, whether he had the right to be angry, he held the wine cup and drank it like this, mixed with a trace of cold moonlight.
Li Kui didn't care about his silence, turned his head to look at Chang'an City under his feet, and asked, "How many times has the major general come to Chang'an?"
He followed her gaze and looked at the city sleeping in the moonlight, squinting, "I can't remember... many times."
Ren Kui nodded, still sitting upright, straightening his back, slightly tilting his head, looking noble and beautiful.
She asked him, "How does the major general feel about Chang'an?"
He couldn't help muttering: "Nature is beautiful, but not as good as Jiangnan."
Peng Kui was silent for a long time, until a spark burst out from the wick, and she slowly came back to her senses and said, "Really?"
She smiled, stood up slowly, leaned against the railing, and said, "I don't think there is any place in the world that can compare to this place."
Bai Yi frowned slightly, with disapproval in his tone, and asked, "Could it be that my Jiangnan scenery is not as beautiful as this Chang'an?"
Mui Kui shook his head and said softly, "Even though the scenery of Jiangnan is good, what does it have to do with me? That's just the beauty of others. Only the prosperous Chang'an is my favorite."
Bai Yi's eyes were as deep as ink pools, and he said in a cold voice, "You are weak, not a nephew. You grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, and only there is your shelter."
She didn't get angry when she heard it, just shook her head with a wry smile, continued to look at Chang'an City under her feet, and spoke lightly, as if telling a story to him: "Major General is wrong again, I'm Kui, not weak." Smiling, she lowered her eyes and thought of something and continued: "But there is a girl named weak and weak who said something to me. Now that I think about it, it should be for the major general." She reached out to catch the fluttering in the air, Said: "She said that she once wanted to give you the best of herself and hoped that you would allow her to accompany you through this life. For this expectation, she hurt others and hurt herself, but you regarded her as so insignificant... "
Bai Yi looked at her under the night sky, the gauze curtain covered her figure, making it a little blurry, he felt a pain somewhere in his heart, and his voice trembled, "Weak..."
He could no longer hold the wine glass in his hand and let it make a broken sound, but because of her thin figure, he still sat quietly, quietly letting the broken porcelain cut his palm.
"That girl, she had nothing when she was young, so she wanted to go all out to have things that didn't belong to her. When she grew up, she realized that those things were actually insignificant. People, there are always some years for stupidity. Don't live up to where time is, only yourself is true."
Bai Yi silently tucked the red-stained hand into his sleeve, lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath, and smiled a little pale, "I know..."
Yan Kui shook her head, she listened to the sound of Jin Wuwei's hooves and smiled lightly, "If you really know, then don't go looking for her again. Don't let her down, and don't let her let her down, she has a very good life. Well, it's really good."
Bai Yi looked at her back and smiled sadly: "If it can be done, then it is not Bai Yi."
Himekui felt the heat behind him, and fell into a warm embrace. He leaned against her ear, with a slightly drunk breath, and gently dropped a kiss. The hot lips burned her slightly, and he was in her. He whispered painfully in his ear: "Weak, I really can't..."
She tried to get out of this embrace, but it was still difficult to escape his firm arms and tight embrace.
Feeling the lips falling on her neck and burning her skin, Mu Kui struggled and said, "Bai Yi, you know I hate you."
Instead, he smiled, with a despairing and pale smile, as if nothing mattered, "It's okay, I just love you."
There is a red butterfly, flying slowly and melodiously.
Through the remaining lights, you can see the black markings on its red feathers.
Just a blink of an eye, the candle burns its beautiful wings.
The flame is like a flower, and in an instant, it brings a grand death to it.
Zhuo Xiaolou leaned on the table with an 'ah' sound, then reached out to close the red butterfly, and sighed, "Dead."
Qingrong behind him was served and put on a brocade feather coat, and the blue satin was embroidered with dark patterns of narcissus. Zhuo Xiaolou turned around and fastened a strap behind her, and said with a smile, "Sister is so pretty."
Qing Rong smiled slightly, and in the smile was a feeling that Zhuo Xiaolou couldn't understand. This is Qingrong's first/night. From today, Qingrong will start picking up guests. As the first girl taught by Mui Kui, Yubeifang is very attentive to her. The best clothes and jewelry are prepared for Qingrong, and the most beautiful makeup is applied. The downstairs is a dignitary with a head and a face in Chang'an. Noble, rich boy.
One last glance at Zhuo Xiaolou, Qingrong suddenly bent down and pointed her index finger on Xiaolou's forehead. Zhuo Xiaolou blinked at her with wide eyes, puzzled.
Qing Rong sighed and said helplessly, "You really look like a girl."
At the moment when Zhuo Xiaolou came back to his senses, he only saw Qingrong's slender back, which seemed to bring some loneliness.
Mui Kui squinted upstairs and watched Qing Rong sit down with her skirt up gracefully. He slowly exhaled a fistful of smoke, and turned his head to meet Bai Yi's gaze. It was clearly separated by a layer of gauze, but it seemed that there was no trace of it. He hesitated to catch her eyes. Mui Kui looked down at him condescendingly, but he smiled lightly, then turned his head to talk to the person beside him. She felt bored, so she put her head on one hand and closed her eyes to rest. Who knew that the sleepiness hit, but she really fell asleep.
When the noise sounded, the downstairs was already in chaos, and the people next to her pushed her awake with an anxious look on her face.
Mui Kui opened his eyes and looked, only to see a well-dressed person who seemed to have some background, looking like a drunk, holding Qing Rong in one hand, and holding a wine glass in the other, he was about to pour it into Qing Rong's mouth. Next to him is Bai Yi, who is obsessed with wine glasses. He is sitting on a chair with a face that doesn't matter to him, while the well-dressed man turns around and jokes with Bai Yi while drinking. Thinking of this, he should Bai Yi's retainer.
Yan Kui glanced at it, but did nothing, just closed his eyes and continued to take a nap.
The maid next to her asked in a low voice, "Girl, sister Qingrong is so drunk..."
Yan Kui closed his eyes and did not speak.
Seemingly unbearable, the maid continued: "Miss, please help Sister Qingrong."
Mu Kui 'en' made a sound, but there was no further elaboration.
Qing Rong's cheeks were already flushed, she pushed back with her hand, and accidentally poured the glass of wine on the man, a slap hit Qing Rong's face, and she was stunned there. He opened his eyes, reached out and lifted the curtain, frowned and looked down.
Seeing Qingrong's stunned expression on the verge of weeping, Mui Kui sighed and scolded in a low voice, "It's nothing."
After she finished speaking, she turned to leave, and the maid asked behind her with a hint of disbelief, "Will you not help Sister Qingrong?"
Without stopping, a sneer hung on the corner of her lips, she remembered what someone said to her in her memory, and said lightly: "I can help her buy a coffin after she dies, but don't expect me to help her think that she is stupid. I can always be innocent and pure.”
As soon as the candle in the room was lit, she was hugged into a cold embrace, and she shrank, trying to push the person behind her away. However, the person in exchange tightened his arms and put his lips between her neck sockets and slowly rubbed them. Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, Li Kui frowned and turned his head away to avoid him, but he didn't know that this action turned into an unbearable resistance when he saw him. Pulling over her face, he kissed her hard, prying open her teeth, and smack her tongue a little arrogantly.
Mui Kui also seemed to be moved, leaning back against the cabinet, raising one leg, and rubbing his calf slowly around his waist.
He was stunned for a while, then slowly pushed her away, watching her tilt her head and lick the saliva from her lips with the tip of her tongue, her seductive and seductive appearance.
Bai Yi took two steps back, reached out and pressed his forehead, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm drunk."
Seeing him stop, she didn't say anything, just raised her eyebrows, straightened her clothes and opened the door to order sober tea.
He sat there, the fragrance of her lips still lingering in his mouth. As she said, she only has guests in her eyes, and has nothing to do with love.
"In a few days, I will be returning to Jiangnan. Your Majesty asked me to inherit the position of my father's general protecting the country and lead the military. It is not appropriate for me to stay for a long time because there are many people in Chang'an."
Leaning against the door, biting her nails, she gave a slight 'um' when she heard this, which was regarded as a reply.
Bai Yi was silent for a long time, and finally said: "At that time, you and I will go back to Jiangnan."
Mui Kui was stunned for a moment, his beautiful eyes scrutinized him from beginning to end before slowly opening a smile: "Major General is joking again?" He folded his arms, raised his lips, and only looked at the bright moon outside the window. Bai Yi was a little distressed, he paced to her side, forced her to meet his eyes, and then said leisurely: "After I go back, I will marry you as my general's wife, and tell the world to let everyone know about you. It's Yao Suweak, it's my weakness." It's not a Kui.
She frowned, but with a smile in her eyes, she knocked off his hand, "The major general is going to marry a brothel woman, so you're not afraid of others' jokes?"
He smiled, rubbed her lips and said to her: "Who dares? The land under their feet was taken down by my Bai family, and the power they enjoyed was guarded by my Bai family, and even the food and clothing they ate and clothed were their surnames. What Bai fought for them, who has the guts to disagree with me?" Like a woman who had made up his mind to seduce the woman in his arms, he whispered in her ear with a chuckle, "Weak, what do you want then? I can give it to you, I said, I will treat you very well."
It was the sentence 'very good' again, and there was an incomprehensible coldness in Mui Kui's eyes, she pushed him away and said tentatively, "You can give me anything? How dare the major general say such a thing, he is the prince today Lord, I didn't dare to say such a thing to A Kui."
Bai Yi frowned, as if he didn't want to hear her talk about other men, he hugged her and put his chin on the top of her hair, "They dare not, I dare. Weak, I said I will make up for you of."
She giggled in his arms, but stopped responding to his words.
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