Qing Li's chest was painful, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even curl up slightly, but he stubbornly refused to cry.
The hairspring was cut out between the teeth with a soft voice, "If you want to do it, hurry up, don't be arrogant with me here." The ribbon of her hair had also been loosened at this time, and her hair was scattered on the ground with a little dust. Yao Ji put her head on the red leopard's head, her bi-colored eyes looked at her incomprehensibly, her fine white hands alternately stroking the red leopard's neck, her eyes lazily, with a trace of contempt, "I will not How are you, here."
She hung her whole body on the red leopard, raised her finger to one place, Qingli looked in the direction of her fingertips, it was a whole bamboo forest, and surrounded by the greenery, it was the place. In the hall, the floor tiles made of white jade meandered to the steps of the hall, and on the handrails on both sides of the wide stairs, there were candlesticks one after another. It's just that the light is not red, but gloomy purple-blue, this color is like the yin fire in front of the grave of the human world.
And with seven lanterns hung on the black eaves, Qingli could see that this architectural style must have been made by a famous teacher. The fiery red light formed a strange contrast with the candlesticks on the stairs. Although the palace was magnificent and exquisite, it was filled with yin everywhere, and even the sound of the bamboo leaves being blown was like a cry. .
Qingli's body seemed to be conscious, she moved her fingers, and the numbness in her heart gradually disappeared. She put her hands on the ground and slowly supported her body, Yao Ji also stood up, and she walked to Qingli. Side, said: "I didn't lie to you, do you feel better now?"
Qing Li dusted the cuffs, and did not want to talk to her. Yao Ji clapped her hands at the temple, and after a while, a maid-like mermaid came out. Qingli counted them down. There were ten. Number of people!
They were graceful and swaying, all wore dark purple long gowns, their skirts swayed to the ground, smiling, and they lined up in two rows neatly and orderly, and stopped in front of Yao Ji, lightly blessing one another. Fu, softly said, "Pluto Wanan."
Qingli’s hair slanted across her shoulders, covering half of her face, Yao Ji stretched out her hand and pushed Qingli, the maids immediately surrounded Qingli, "There will be three days before the big wedding, and will be married. The soul ambassador takes good care of her. Later on the wedding dress, I will send someone to measure her. She is also tired today, so I will wait for her to rest. Do you understand?"
The maids replied in unison: "Be careful to follow the instructions of the Pluto." Qingli was confused, "What is the big wedding, what is the wedding dress? What are you going to do!" The maids had to support Qingli's hand when she acted. When I wanted to break free, I realized that I was only able to move, but I didn't have any strength, so I couldn't compare to these maids.
Yao Ji stretched out her hand to gather Shi Lan on her arm, and nodded lightly, "Qingli, it is a great blessing that you can marry my brother, Feng An will treat you well."
Qing Li was shocked when he heard the words, and said coldly: "I won't agree. You arrested me not only to marry me to your brother. Although I don't know your purpose yet, you remember it, you All that I have done to me, one day, I will repay it twice!"
Yao Ji made a "tsk tsk" sound, and she shook her head gently, "Even if you don't agree, there is nothing you can do. Now you don't need to expect someone to save you. I will tell you that this ancient Shanyin ferry It will be your home for the rest of your life. If you treat my brother well, you won’t be missing anything."
Although the corners of her mouth were smiling, there was still a trace of sadness in her eyes. Qingli was surrounded by the maids and walked towards the temple, while Yao Ji looked at her from a distance, clasping her hands unconsciously, she looked at Qinglili. The back, and the long hair that ran down to the waist, secretly said: "Soon, she will no longer belong to you."
Qing Li looked at the maids beside her. There were no black lines on their necks, but they looked like ordinary people. It was just that the hands of the maid dragging her arms were a little bit cold, as if they were not warm.
Qingli stopped in front of the stairs. She glanced sideways at the candlestick, but didn't pay much attention, but the words on the top of her head were a bit scorching, "Shuiwan". For some reason, she felt that the palace was a little desolate. a feeling of. I stepped in slowly. Although the light inside is dim, I can see it clearly. The top beam is very different. Various flowers are hung on it with thin silk threads.
Hanging straight to the top of the forehead, the petals of these flowers are very large, each of which is the size of the palm of Qingli's hand, and the blossoms are unusually delicate. She couldn't help asking: "Why hang some flowers?"
A maid beside her smiled lightly and said: "Mrs. Hui, Master Mingjun likes the fragrance of flowers, and I don't think that burning incense has that kind of artistic conception, so I ordered people to change flowers every day."
Qingli was a little displeased, "I am not a maid." The maid respectfully said: "You are about to become Master Mingjun's wife, and the maidservant should naturally call your wife." Qingli felt that the maid was stubborn and stopped talking to her. But in my heart, I was thinking, this Mingjun, I'm afraid it is Yao Ji's elder brother, I really don't know what kind of evil this brother and sister are involved in, it is really ridiculous to let myself marry someone I have never met before.
The maids brought Qingli into a room. The front door was separated by vermilion gauze tents. The material was clear, hanging straight to the ground without a trace of wrinkles. The material was very good.
There are candlesticks on the walls in the house, but they are not like the purple blue light on both sides of the stairs, but the normal red. The tables and chairs in the middle of the house are finely carved with fine sandalwood, and the patterns on them are delicate and gentle that belong to the daughter's family. Near the window, there are a few sheets of rice paper on a rosewood table, a few brushes on the inkstone, and a few budding peonies on the paper. This is not a man's hand, but a girl in Xiaojiabiyu. Drawn.
The left side of the room is separated by a screen, and a piano and a lute can be vaguely seen. The color is dark and old, which does not match the exquisite decoration in the room. The maid introduced Qing Li to the dressing table. She sat down slowly, and the comfortable facial blanket on the chair was dragged on the ground for a long time, and she could not feel the slightest coolness when she stepped on it.
Qing Li saw herself in Nida's bronze mirror, her half-covered long hair made her a little haggard, and her pale complexion made her look sick at this time. The maid who was just talking to her stepped back from the others, and the room suddenly became spacious. She took the handle of the jade comb into Qingli and combed her messy hair.
Qingli looked at her face, she was a beautiful woman, her curving willow eyebrows set off her gentle temperament, and a small tearful mole at the corner of her eye made people feel more sympathetic.
Qing Li sighed. It is impossible to leave this place now. Besides, even if he leaves this hall, where will he go? The weird roads when she came here were not like the usual roads, and if she were to recall those roads, she would have long since remembered them.
She now has no pure branches on her body, and her whole body is sour and weak, no different from a cripple. The maid looked at Qingli's slumped appearance and exhorted: "Madam, you should be happy when you are married. Why is it so uncomfortable?"
Qing Li sneered coldly, "If someone suddenly forces you to marry someone you have never met before, can you be happy?"
A trace of sorrow filled the eyes of the maid, "If it were Lord Mingjun, Shu'er would be happy." It turned out that her name was Shuer. Qingli had an inexplicable affection for this maid, perhaps because she was not like other people. Weird and dull.
Qing Li raised his eyebrows, "Why? What kind of Lord Ming do you like very much?" Qing Li asked straightforwardly, and Shu Er immediately blushed, "No, don't get me wrong, maidservant, slave maid loves adults. , But I have never dared to dream, madam, don’t worry.
Qingli heard her call out "madam" one by one, and felt very uncomfortable, "Can you stop calling my wife?" Shu'er was surprised that she was not angry because she said she liked Mingjun, but because she called Qingli. He was angry at the name of Qingli, and had a slight affection for Qingli.
She bowed her head and said timidly: "Yes, girl." That sounds better, but Qing was wondering whether she could escape from this place with Shu'er. She just thought for a long time, but hadn't thought of a good way. Had to give up temporarily.
After Shuer straightened out the hair for Qingli, she asked softly: "The girl is tired all the way, and the slave and maid have sent someone to prepare hot water. The girl can take a shower first."
Qingli nodded, Shu'er took a few pieces of clothes out of the closet by the bed, put them on her wrist, and led Qing away from the back room.
When the bead curtain was opened, there was heat rushing into the face. This is a large pool surrounded by blue stones, surrounded by mist and covered by screens. Shuer hung the clothes on the dark black shelf and turned to face the blue. Leaving said: "Serve the girl and undress the servant girl."
Qingli waved her hand. She has never liked her to serve her. "I'll do it myself. Just wait behind the screen."
Shu'er had to leave, Qingli took off her clothes piece by piece, she was still a little bit chilly, perhaps before Yao Ji had frozen her body and hadn't fully relieved.
She stepped into the pool slowly, the water temperature was comfortable, she completely submerged herself in the pool, the hot water spread over the top of her hair, and the feeling of being wrapped in warmth all over her body was very good. At this time, the world seemed to be still, Qingli After enjoying for a while, she slowly exposed the surface of the water. She put her head on the jade neck and closed her eyes.
When she was drowsy, Qing Li suddenly felt the water on her side shaking, and suddenly opened her eyes, but only his strong arms reached into the water!
Qing Li hurriedly put his hands on his chest, just about to move forward, these arms circled him, Qing Li said angrily: "Let go!"
She couldn't see the person's appearance, she could only feel his hot breath spraying in her ears. She wanted to break free, but she couldn't match his strength at all.
Only a sad voice came to my ears, "Qingli, I have been waiting for you for a long time." RS