"Well, later, until I was in the extremely cold place, I saw her by accident." Tie Yan was full of mockery. Qingpan's father died in the imperial capital, how could her mother let her go back.
Just like this, he and her staggered for five years.
Five years later, he became the head guard of the palace, and she was the Qing 倌er of Qingyue Tower.
He found her and asked her if she would go home with him.
She smiled, and then told him clearly, "Second Young Master, I want to forget everything before. If Second Young Master wants me to be well, then—"
Tie Yan clenched his fists, how could he know that after Qing Pan left the mansion, the eldest brother came up and told him about the dirty night.
He was so angry that he didn't want to kill his eldest brother on the spot, but he was stopped by his parents, who reprimanded him for being a woman and disregarding brotherhood.
His expression was getting colder and colder, and he pointed to his elder brother and said: "You ask this bastard if he ever treated me as a younger brother."
If you treat him as a younger brother, how can you be jealous of him, if you treat him as a younger brother, how can you be full of calculations in his bones.
How do you want him to believe that this is his eldest brother? The eldest brother who took away the woman he likes innocent
His father was fair at any rate. He passed the family law and beat the elder brother a hundred times. The cane was drawn on the eldest brother, and it was not a vain force. There were red marks.
But that's it, it's hard to understand the pain in his heart.
He looked at Qingpan's face that was more beautiful than before, and his eyes were tired. He knew she was tired.
Finally left the Tie family, but met her again.
He thought, the first time Qing Pan saw him, he must have hated her, how could he not protect her in the first place!
"Qingpan, I'm sorry." He said.
Qing Pan continued to shook his head, "Second Young Master, you never owe Qing Pan anything. What Qing Pan asks for is to see you in the future. It's a stranger. The best thing is to miss."
He grabbed his sleeves tightly, how he didn't understand, his existence caused too much pain to Qing Pan.
He left Qingyue Tower and stumbled along the way.
He thought, it's okay to look at his Qingpan like this in this life.
Every time in the future, he stayed on the second floor pavilion, and could see Qingpan's smiles, but Qingpan couldn't see him.
Gong Lingye smiled, she couldn't say she was gloating, but...
Why are these two people so like the story of Mary Su.
"I'll go to Qingyue Tower."
Tie Yan raised his hand to stop, and put it down again, making him wish extravagantly once, really, for the last time.
If the princess goes out and Qing Pan is still unwilling, then he will never have any other thoughts about Qing Pan from now on.
This is his last hope.
Qingpan, don't let him fail
Qing Pan, did you hear his call
Qingyuelou.
Gong Lingye still disguised herself as a man, and hurried up to the second floor, but Hong Ling came down, "Here is the son again?"
Hong Ling looked at it. This time she changed her moon-white attire, and her temperament became even more dusty, but how could the son-in-law come to Qingyue Tower again, isn't he coming
"I'm looking for Qingpan."
Hong Ling curled his lips, "Oh, it seems that the son-in-law is just an ordinary person. Like those people, he came for Qingpan. To the slave family, isn't Qingpan the face that looks better than the slaves. Some?"
Gong Lingye held back his smile, "Yes, yes, red damask also has the beauty of red damask, I look for Qingpan, just to listen to her piano sound, if red damask has any good talents that can be shown slightly, I will What if you don’t go to Qingpan?"
Hong Ling's eyes flashed with a little light and quickly shattered. How could she have any talent, even if it was the neon dress dance, she didn't want the son-in-law to watch it, that dance was too vulgar.
She showed a bit of ridicule again. She was a brothel girl who also said that she was scornful. The first step in entering the brothel, the vulgarity would haunt her, and she couldn't fall anymore.
However, for the son-in-law, she didn't want him to see her too vulgar side.
She hoped that she was still a good girl in his eyes, and she was joking again and couldn't recognize her identity.
However, she always wanted to allow herself to think about it once.
"The talents of the slave family can't be compared to Qingpan, let the son go."
On Hong Lingyin Road, Gong Lingye quickly found Qingpan's pavilion and paid a few dollars for the listening fee.
The green bank was covered with a veil, and the pair of exposed eyes was extremely stunning, and it made people feel that this was not a mortal person at all, but a fairy who went down that day, and the beauty is beautiful.
She finally knew how Tie Yan was so obsessed with Qingpan, and she was born so beautifully, not worse than Gong Yunluo.
The people around, looking at the clothes, are afraid that all of them are the noble sons, only one difference. They are dressed in common clothes, but they are listening to the sound of the piano with their eyes closed. Seeing the intoxicated look on their faces, they really listened .
The others were staring at Qing Pan's face in a daze.
A few moments later, when the song ended, Qingpan stood up and blessed everyone, "Qingpan, thank you for coming to enjoy the light."
Immediately, the noble son said: "Girl Qingpan is so beautiful, we can come and hear the girl's beautiful piano sound, it is our honor, isn't it? Everyone."
Someone immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, girl Qingpan's piano skills are getting better and better. With time, she must be a master piano master."
Qingpan's faint but extremely pleasing voice, with a tender voice, "Everyone is too polite."
Another person asked anxiously: "Then I don't know Qingpan girl, who is fortunate to be able to spend an hour with you in the boudoir and beautiful scenery today?"
Before Gong Lingye entered, I heard Hong Ling said that this is the rule of coming to Qingpan boudoir. She will choose a man at random according to her eyes and spend an hour in the boudoir, during which she will take off the veil and accompany you to appreciate the poems.
Gong Lingye said suddenly: "Girl Qingpan, there is a saying in ancient times, a beautiful woman smiles at the city, two smiles at the country, I wonder if the son of today is here for the first time, can he have this honor?" Then she took out the jade flute and put it on her lips. , Blew gently.
Qing Pan listened, did not interrupt, but got a little bit of interest. The song played by the son-in-law was the one she just played. If it was a coincidence, it would be fine. If he had just listened to her, he would remember it. The tune of this piece is really rare.
After listening to the song, Qingpan applauded, "The son is worse than Qingpan."
Gong Lingye smiled but didn't say anything. She just tried it. In fact, she had been studying Yuxiao and planned to show that man to the man on Beichenjue's birthday and surprise him.
Seeing this look, the others knew that they were out of play. There was only one person, slightly startled, then smiled, and left the boudoir together with the others.