The Queen of Desperate Movie Returns to the Entertainment Circle with the Defying System

The car went all the way to the execution ground. Jian Yi's car was reported at the gate and then let go.

Apparently someone said hello.

The people who received them called Jian Yi a general. How much contribution this person had to make to become a general at a young age.

Ye Yiyue didn't even dare to think about it. In such a quiet atmosphere, no one could think of making fun of her.

Pushing the wheelchair, she declined the help of the people next to her, and followed the guide to Guan Xing's place.

Jin Jiang's injury, she did it with her own hands, and she probably knows what it looks like now.

Injury like that is a stable thing.

With the strength behind his family, it is not difficult to achieve such a result.

However, the shooting was still carried out.

Obviously it was Jian Yi's father who made his death less honorable.

"Ah Yue..." The back of her hand was covered by a warm palm, she looked down and met Jian Yi's worried eyes.

She shook her head, "It's okay."

The wheelchair continued on and stopped at Guanxingtai.

Time seemed to stand still, and the surrounding sounds were very quiet.

Someone was talking, but she couldn't hear it at all.

In front of his eyes was a desolation, someone was framed out, wearing a prison uniform with a black bag on his head.

The hands and feet assume an unnatural position.

Presumably it was her broken tendon in the limb, but no one connected it to Jin Jiang.

"Snapped--"

Frightened birds fly.

Tibetan good bow.

"Ah!"

A mocking sound escaped from the corner of her mouth.

Inexplicably, she just felt sad in her heart.

The wisdom of the ancients is something they will never be able to figure out, as recorded in the historical records.

Today's sky is a bit foggy, it should have been clear.

She really hoped that from now on, Liang Gong would no longer be collected.

And birds can never fly high.

Although it is an extravagant hope, it is also a kind of wish, isn't it?

Ye Yiyue's thoughts drifted a little far away, and when she came back to her senses, she had already walked a long way with Jian Yi holding her hand.

Standing in front of the car door, she glanced back at the place again.

It's over, it's finally over.

My friends, may your souls rest in peace.

She got into the car without looking back, and didn't say a word the whole time.

The silent Jian Yi kept staring at her, not daring to disturb her.

When she arrived at the club and sat at the table, Ye Yiyue was stuffed with a cup of warm tea in her hand. She took a few sips unconsciously before her soul seemed to return to her body.

"Jian Yi, do you know if there are any temples near Kyoto that are more effective? I want to go and offer some incense."

Jian Yi's movement of making tea with one hand froze for a moment, and then said, "Let me ask for you."

Obviously, he didn't know either.

Ye Yiyue nodded and fell silent again.

Jian Yi didn't say anything, just stayed with her.

In the elegantly decorated private room, it was quiet, and there was a distant sound of a piano through the curtain.

The incense seemed to have the effect of calming the mind, and Ye Yiyue's body gradually warmed up because of the cup of hot tea in his hand.

She blinked, just about to take a sip.

The tea in the palm was taken away, "Change to another cup, this cup is cold."

The premium Junshan Silver Needle was taken away, and Jian Yi got another cup.

The vertical buds hang in the soup, hit the water surface in the middle, sink slowly, rise and sink again, rise and fall three times, which is quite interesting.

The fragrance of the tea is clear and high, the soup is yellow and clear, and every leaf is straight and even.

It looks expensive as hell.

She looked at the neglected bowl of tea she used to cover her hands, and shook her head helplessly, "Jian Yi, you don't waste money like this..."

As soon as Jane saw that she was able to joke, she knew she had recovered.

He thought for a while, "If Ayue thinks I'm wasting, why don't you be the housekeeper in the future, so that when I'm wasting, you can still supervise me?"

Ye Yiyue looked at him with sincere eyes, not at all joking.

He took a long breath in his heart, "Do you think I'm so free!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the new tea that Jian Yi handed over again, and drank it slowly.

Avoid talking.

Jane is helpless.

If other girls had the opportunity to get all the wealth of their other half, they would probably be overjoyed, but his Ah Yue seemed to be looking at a huge burden.

Afraid that he would throw it on her.

Really... let him never catch a chance.

Ye Yiyue stared at the figure behind the curtain in a daze, thinking that it would be easy for someone who could play the piano to leave. If she were to talk to so many hyuns, she would definitely be singing.

It's unbearable, and the level of disturbance has reached the highest level.

Seeing that she was staring blankly at the sound of the piano, Jane thought she liked it very much, and asked, "Ah Yue likes it? If you want to learn, I can teach you!"

His words made Ye Yiyue turn around suddenly, "Can you play Guqin?"

She doesn't know it, but she knows it.

This is a lyre, and the difficulty factor has been raised to a certain level in her cognition.

Her eyes fell on his calloused palm. It was really unimaginable for her to play the piano with such a tough, strong hand.

Jian Yi's eyes fell on his hand, and he lifted his good one, "It's not disabled, it can play."

Ye Yiyue expressed that she didn't believe it.

Jian Yi didn't argue, "Does Ah Yue know the six arts of a gentleman?"

Of course she knows.

"Young master of the family, no matter how smart or not, or how good your character is, you have to get in touch with them and learn from them from an early age."

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, but the gesture of arranging the tea set in his hands was very elegant and not artificial.

As if he was born this way.

"Although it is not as detailed and arduous as in ancient times, basic skills and proficiencies still need to be cultivated."

He kept the tea set, turned the wheelchair, walked behind the curtain, and said something to the people inside.

The sound of the zither stopped, the figure got up, bowed slightly, moved the stool under his feet, and left directly through the door next to the compartment.

Jian Yi turned the wheelchair and came to the back of the table where the guqin was placed.

Ye Yiyue could see him put his palm on the guqin through a curtain.

The shadow of the action does not violate harmony at all.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Ah?" Ye Yiyue finally realized, "You really know how?"

The sound of the piano with one hand sounded clear and soothing. She didn't know how many strings he moved, but it sounded good anyway.

Jian Yi really does.

"I don't understand this!"

She really doesn't understand. Although she often listens to songs, she has never learned about this traditional musical instrument. She knows that Guqin is Qixuanqin, and she listened to it in the appreciation class before.

Most of the time, she is lethargic.

As soon as the words fell, a piano sounded.

The ethereal spirit went straight into the heart, and a lingering voice sounded, telling what was on his mind.

She couldn't understand the sound of the piano, and didn't know what the tune was, but she understood what Jian Yi wanted to express.

A love that lasts forever.

This person... this person... is really, what should I call her.

Jian Yi gave her a big surprise, Ye Yiyue covered her heart and held down her beating heart.

"What's the name of this song." She was curious.