Goddess Summoning System

Chapter 79 You are wrong.

Luo Jisu filled the white jade teacup again and brought it in front of the man in Tsing Yi, then knelt on the felt cushion with both knees, quietly looking at the man in Tsing Yi's face with a pair of watery eyes.

"Do you like Guqin?" The man in Tsing Yi quickly escaped from his memory and looked at the crimson Guqin in front of him. The Guqin is made of phoenix sycamore wood. The body exudes a fresh and elegant fragrance. The strings are also very valuable. Ambilight is shining on the light white strings, and they can produce clear and pleasant sounds with a little fiddle.

Luo Chisu also looked at the guqin and nodded slightly, "This guqin was left by my mother, so I cherish it very much."

The man in Tsing Yi remembered the story he had just heard, which made him a little at a loss as to what to say.

Since he didn't know what to say, the man in Tsing Yi simply stopped talking, slowly placed his slender white fingertips on the strings, pinched and plucked, and then the clear and melodious sound of the piano popped out, as if flowing water slid over Luo Chisu In the heart pond, the sound of the zither gradually slowed down, but the bubbling water did not decrease at all, even Luo Chisu felt a chill in the flowing water.

Luo Chisu lowered her eyes, looking affectionately at the man's slightly closed eyelids, the strings of the piano were like heartstrings, she could understand that what the man played was a pensive song, but she didn't know that the man was thinking who.However, a woman in palace costume, her mother, slowly appeared in her mind.With the passage of time, she almost forgot her mother's face, but she still remembered that her mother didn't like spicy food, but loved desserts. In this regard, she followed her mother.I also remember that even though my mother was married as a wife at that time, she was still the beauty in the dreams of many talented scholars.I heard that when I was just born, my mother was very fond of laughing and often teased me, but since I can remember things, the smile on my mother's face has become less and less.She knew that it wasn't that mother didn't want to laugh, but that the person mother married didn't allow mother to laugh.

He didn't allow his mother to smile for others to see, he didn't allow his mother to look at others more, he didn't allow his mother to step out of his mansion until he knelt down in front of another man and offered his mother with his own hands, just for himself to live Come down, how ridiculous, he thought his mother would agree, but his mother, who had already given up on this man, would rather die than humiliate her reputation, a white silk has since become the swan song of Qin.

This story is a bit sad. The sad thing is that this man has never really fallen in love with her mother. If it was love, how could he be so mistrustful? that feeling.

Luo Chisu suddenly felt sad, and tears slowly fell from her face. At this time, she missed her mother quite a lot.

……

Qin stopped.

"My lord, what's the name of this song?" The woman in white bowed slightly to salute.

""Thinking of the Old Man"."

"Young man's playing is really nice, much better than my concubine's playing." Luo Jisu secretly wiped away the tears with the lapel of his clothes, and said with a faint smile.

"If you continue to choose to stay at Yanliu Painting Bridge, you will still live a life that you cannot help yourself to." The man in Tsing Yi said lightly.

"My lord, you don't have to worry about this concubine. I've been living in this way for more than ten years, and I'm used to it. The young master relieved this concubine of the heart-locking poison. I'm already grateful, so how dare I ask for more."

The man in Tsing Yi quietly looked at the woman who looked like a crabapple flower. Although she was weak, she was so beautiful that she touched the man's heartstrings invisibly.

"Come here." The man in Tsing Yi said lightly.

The woman like a crabapple flower was a little puzzled, but still chose to obey, half kneeling in front of the man in Tsing Yi, her head drooping slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like cicada wings, her pupils like two black gemstones, the man in Tsing Yi Only then did I realize that the woman in white under the candlelight looked so much like a docile kitten that people couldn't help petting it.

Gentleness, courtesy, obedience, and non-resistance, these are the characteristics of a woman in white. The man in Tsing Yi can't find any flaws, but the man in Tsing Yi knows that this woman should not be so submissive.

"Why did you remind me just now?" the man in Tsing Yi asked suddenly.

"What did the young master say?"

"You could have not revealed the heart-locking poison in your body. Why did you tell me that you are not afraid that I will hurt your life in a fit of anger?" The man in Tsing Yi looked at Luo Jisu calmly.

"If you don't say it, won't you hurt my concubine's life? Since it's the same whether you say it or not, why choose not to say it?" Luo Chisu also looked up at the man in Tsing Yi.

"That's not the answer in your heart."

"What kind of answer do you want, my lord?" Luo Chisu asked back, his watery eyes looked very calm, "My lord unbuttons my concubine's clothes, isn't it a kind of temptation to mess with my body and mind? You already know that my concubine has heart-locking poison in her body." , but still use this method to test the character of the concubine. Even so, the concubine will not feel resentful, because the concubine has no right to be angry. The son is the son, the concubine is the concubine, and the son can do whatever he wants Yes, but the concubine can't. The concubine can only obey the son's order, and the concubine is nothing more than a leaf of duckweed in the eyes of the son. Are you satisfied with the answer of the concubine?"

The man in Tsing Yi finally looked squarely at the woman in front of him, and said slowly, "You think yourself too low?"

"Does the young master think that the oiran is not a brothel girl?" Luo Chisu laughed at himself.

"You are the proud daughter of heaven."

Luo Chisu's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Since you know the identity of a servant, you should know that a servant is a body to be punished."

Slaves?The man in Tsing Yi sighed, but he got more and more wrong.

"Do you have a dream?" The man in Tsing Yi asked suddenly.

"My lord is talking about a long-cherished wish?" Luo Chisu raised his eyes and asked.

"Ah."

"Young master, are you serious?"

"Ah."

"Since the young master asked seriously, I dare not deceive the young master. I have no long-cherished wish."

"Why?"

"Because slaves never need long-cherished wishes."

Seeing the man in Tsing Yi staring at him, Luo Chisu explained softly, "Even if you don't ask, the servant knows that the young master must have his own long-cherished wish, and it is far bigger than ordinary people's long-cherished wish. But the servant is different from the young master, and the servant is also different from ordinary people. The servants have no long-cherished wishes, because the servants know that those long-cherished wishes are far away."

"Is it because you are a brothel girl?"

The man in Tsing Yi obviously raised his voice, but Luo Jisu still calmly replied, "Yes."

"I have removed the heart-locking poison for you. You can live the rest of your life with him anonymously. No matter you marry as a woman or whatever, no one will know about your past."

“Once a slave, always a slave.”

"I don't know what's good or bad." The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi turned cold, while the woman in white clothes remained calm.

"Do you think my concubine is incorrigible?"

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't deny it.

"But when did the son face up to his identity as a concubine?"

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi changed slightly, and he quietly looked at the woman in white who was kneeling on the ground.

The woman remained calm and continued to speak slowly, "Young master has always wanted me to leave Yanliu Painted Bridge, because you look down on such a customary place, right?"

The two looked at each other, the air was as calm as a lake, until the thin lips of the man in Tsing Yi trembled.

"No, you are wrong."

(End of this chapter)