The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

The shape of her lips is beautiful, soft and delicate as can be guessed by tracing with her eyes. Looking at her in the daytime, she is full of water, and the picture she saw in the dream in the past is turned over. Just as she was about to say the word "think", the door was slammed Kick away.

It was too late and then soon, a bright white light flashed in front of Liu Lu's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, her beautiful and cold master was hugged in a snow-colored cloak, and the dress on her body dripped down from time to time Suspicious water stains, she didn't know what to think, her face turned red, and she hurriedly retreated.

Before the man stepped over the threshold, he turned his head uneasy and gritted his teeth: "Patriarch, let the slave take care of the master."

She called the door several times but didn't hear a sound, thinking that there was a fire inside, but she didn't expect that the fire was a little bit different from what she imagined.

She blushed, thinking to herself what the Patriarch had done, how could... make the Master like this?

Being hugged, Qin Ji was full of smiles, restlessly stroking someone's pointed chin with her hands, with great interest, Liu Lu was overwhelmed by the flash of light in her master's eyes, and her neck was about to droop to her chest.

Tsk.I just didn't see it.

The pretty girl had had enough fun, and said softly, "Put me down, I can walk by myself."

Before he had time to ask for a serious kiss, Zhou Jing was cut off by the little girl first, and then rejected by the girl he loved. He was in a complicated mood, and her smile was more like a seductive fox than her. .

After much deliberation, he obediently put the person down, secretly saying that it's a pity.

Qin Ji looked at her disappointed face, with a smile on her face, but she couldn't stay in front of her benefactor at this moment. No matter how hot the summer was, she didn't get this hot. It would be necessary to change someone else? I have to ask why, However, she subconsciously accepted this kind of cognition early on, which is not surprising.

Zhou Jing and Liu Lu were kicked out one after the other, and stood in the courtyard looking at each other. Liu Lu sneered at her, smiling? A certain Patriarch was really aggrieved.

In the bathroom, Qin Ji untied her sweaty dress and entered the water. Needless to say, she was indeed fascinated by her benefactor.At that moment, the soul wanted to pester her endlessly.

It was a wonderful feeling, the overheated feelings exploded in the apex of my heart, with a strange color of wanting to get lost.

In a good mood, she raised her straight and thin jade legs under the water, and bent her numb toes playfully. Her skin was like creamy fat, and she was incredibly beautiful.

The abnormal temperature in the White Liyuan caused Yun Yuan to leave his mundane affairs and rush over quickly. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the feeling of scorching heat disappeared instantly. The autumn air was crisp and cool, and a gust of cool wind blew away Yun Yuan's cold sweat.

"what happened?"

No one can answer this? Come up.

Zhou Jing didn't think it was necessary to give her an explanation, and looked over with one look, Yun Yuan had an epiphany, and didn't say any more.

Zhou Zhou was bathing in the room, she was bored sitting under the pear tree and dozed off when the crowd dispersed, Yun Yuan stood there with her head bowed in embarrassment: "Old Patriarch, I have something to do with my humble position."

She had already guessed that An Sheng would not be achieved for nothing, she sighed: "Go to the gazebo in the back garden."

The four corners of the gazebo, the autumn wind blowing over brought a burst of coolness, and Zhou Jing still couldn't forget the song "Lovesickness" played by the young girl. Her eyebrows were gentle, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved. Seeing her like this, Yun Yuan's tense heart eased: " I left Qiushui a few days ago because I was ordered by the Patriarch to find traces of the old Patriarch."

"Just call senior."

"Yes." Yun Yuan is as good as he is.

Ever since Zhou Jing stepped down from the position of Patriarch, there has never been a unified way of addressing 'he'.

It has been decades since Zhou Xingtang took over the foundation of his father's generation and took over the family of the day family and became the head of the new generation. After decades, his father was still young and flamboyant and handsome, but as a son, the head of Xingtang's family is already very old.

"Father and daughter" is reversed, and this title is also confusing.Some people call the Patriarch, some call the old Patriarch.

Yun Yuan patted his head to brush away those wild thoughts, and continued: "The head of the family misses his father and wants to see senior. Therefore, the Zhuguang League has been running around looking for senior for a while, and it is unexpected that senior has come to Qiushui."

"Xingtang...is she alright?"

Yun Yuan said sadly: "The head of the family is in good health and can be a daughter. How can there be anyone who doesn't miss his relatives?"

Day Jing sat on the stone bench without saying a word.

Counting the years, Xingtang is over half a hundred years old, and I still remember that Zhouzhou carried the newborn baby girl into the house in the cold winter months, saw her and said that he wanted to raise her, so Xingtang became their child.

She and Zhou Zhou's descendants in the previous life were not destined to be destined, so why? She couldn't give birth to her own flesh and blood. Xingtang's nickname was Chan, and her arrival more or less filled their regret.

The 'father and daughter' have not been seen for nearly 18 years, no wonder she would think.

This is probably the difference between a fox demon and a mortal.

Fox demons have a long lifespan, and a hundred years of retreat is commonplace, but a human's lifespan of hundreds of years is the end.

Thinking of that child, Zhou Jing felt a lot of emotion.

Maybe she should take Zhouzhou to Xunyang some other day.

Xingtang is getting old, so is Xiuyu?Xiuyu has been emperor for dozens of years, with great talent and great strategy, she has done better than her mother emperor.But without Li Shiqi's hard work for decades, the Great Zhou Dynasty would not have ushered in the domineering prosperity that all nations came to congratulate.

Now that the old friend has not returned, the person who is still a child in memory has pale hair, and her figure is becoming more and more silent.

The years weighed heavily on her like a surging river, or like a towering mountain. Yun Yuan dared not look at it too much. If you look at a character like this too much, you will lose your soul.There should not be too many idiotic men and women who lived and died for their predecessors in the past.

After talking about the business, she tried to test it: "Senior and Qin Ji..."

"I? Will marry her."

One sentence blocked all the doubts, Yun Yuan's heart was shaken, he didn't dare to show any inappropriateness on his face, and retreated wisely.

The cool wind blew past Zhou Jing's long frosty white hair, and she smiled with nostalgia: "Old friend."

The imperial capital, Xunyang.

Yuan family.

Yuan Shiliu excitedly ran into the house: "Father! Mother! Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Sister, Fifth Sister... There is a letter from Seventeen!"

"A letter from Seventeen?"

Yuan Fifteen was the first to run out.

Yuan Shiliu shook his hand at her, the letter in his hand shook in the autumn wind, and was snatched away by mistake: "Miss Fifteen! What are you doing! I brought it back from the post!"

"Yes, you brought it back from the post station. I believe it was written by Shi Qi to everyone." She was not in a hurry to open the letter, and turned to the main courtyard.

Do you know that she wants to get the letter first? Show it to your parents. Yuan Shiliu followed her, with a happy face on his face: "Seventeen has only been in Qiushui City for a few days and hastily replied to our letter. This child, too? I don't know. Did you get used to it when you went there, did you have enough to eat and play well?"

"Playing well?" Yuan Shiwu glanced at her: "It's because of playing well? Her parents let her go to Qiushui to study in another place to cultivate her self-cultivation. Don't expect Seventeen to have fun there? The wind will flourish, otherwise ,beat you!"

Among the sixteen children of the Yuan family, Sanlang and Jiuniang are the most knowledgeable, Shilang and Shiwuniang are the most powerful, Jiuniang is the most beautiful, Shiqiniang is the most talented, and Shiqiniang is the most talented. mother.

As long as she doesn't want to learn, there is nothing she can't learn if she learns patiently.This is the case for both Xiwen and Wuxi. No wonder the whole family is full of expectations for her.

Apart from this point, the youngest Yuan Shiqi was the legitimate daughter of the Yuan family's parents, and the other children were all orphans adopted since childhood.

Speaking of it, this is another old story, so let's not mention it for now.

After being intimidated by Miss Fifteen, Yuan Shiliu curled his lips and muttered softly, "You know how to kill me."

Yuan Shiwu snorted and walked a few steps, other brothers and sisters rushed over, and they all went to the main courtyard together.

The Yuan family is an upstart family that has grown up in the past 20 years. The mistress of the Yuan family is a well-known beauty in Xunyang for 20 years.

For example, she is nearly forty this year, and she looks no different from a 30-year-old beautiful woman.

"mother!"

"mother!"

"Mother! Seventeen has a letter!" Yuan Shiliu shouted anxiously, and the upright and graceful woman held a pen in her hand and looked at her helplessly.

Yuan Shiwu stabbed Yuan Shiliu's arm, Yuan Shiliu stuck out his tongue guiltily, and stood a few steps away obediently waiting for his mother to finish painting before talking to them.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the woman put down her pen, and Yuan Shiliu poked her head over. Before she saw what was actually drawn on the drawing paper, she applauded the ground and said "Wow", "Mother has improved in painting again!"

Then he was slapped by Yuan Shiwu.

"Miss Fifteen! You hit me again?! You're going to beat me up like this? Do you know that I'm a fool!"

Yuan Shiwu was so tired that she didn't want to talk, but her brothers and sisters were all watching the jokes between her and Shiliu, so she gritted her teeth: "You can see it clearly and wow!"

Yuan Shiliu was not convinced, and when he saw that there was only a black ink blot on the drawing paper, his face turned red.

The woman didn't care about them, and patted Sixteen Niang's head lovingly.

Yuan Shiliu chuckled twice, captured by mother's tenderness, she had long forgotten the idea of ​​being shy, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "Mother, read the letter quickly, there is a letter from Shi Qi."

The letter unfolds?

Brothers and sisters all over the room looked curiously, and the woman smiled: "Fifteen, you come and read."

Yuan Shiwu received the letter with a steady and clear voice.

At first glance, the content of the letter is Shiqi's usual way of writing. The writing is humorous and often makes people laugh. The children of the Yuan family present most like to show the letter to the woman. Most of the reasons are that Shi Qi is a pistachio and can always coax Desperately, my mother opened her eyebrows and smiled.

They were all children picked up by their mother, who picked up 15 of their brothers and sisters within three years, and gave birth to Seventeen with their father after three years of depression.

The sequence of the Yuan family's generation has reached seventeen, but in fact there are only 16 juniors in the family.Yuan Jiuniang is intelligent and sentimental? Thinking of the dark mass of thick ink, she couldn't help sighing secretly, she was thinking about fourteen again.

Every time my mother thinks about fourteen, she will write and forget things.

The fourteenth sister is the first daughter that parents place high hopes on. How much more or less is the later seventeenth? There is always a sense of doting in it.Unfortunately, a few days after Shisi was born, he was stolen by thieves on a stormy night.

Yuan Jiuniang was thinking about something in her heart, and she was focused on two things. Hearing the joking words of Seventeen in the letter, she laughed along with everyone.

Gradually, the contents of the letter were no longer gags, but about the experience of Qiushui City, about the Mo family's forced marriage of a civilian girl, and the brothers and sisters were filled with righteous indignation, and then about the hero saving the beauty, which was Yuan Fifteen's His face also softened.

The Yuan family Yishui's true temperament, whether it is simplicity or sincerity? Well, in the circle of aristocratic families, almost every family likes to associate with a family like the Yuan family.

Simple, trouble-free, worry-free, and mainly reliable.

For the friend's heart and brain, for the king's death.Sincere but not reckless, loyal but not foolish.

As soon as the voice of the fifteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty mentioned the day's house, the woman took the letter, read it at a glance, her expression changed slightly, and told her servants: "Go and invite the master to come back, I have something important to discuss."

"Patriarch Zhou? The one in the legend?"

"Okay! Seventeen is such a wonderful luck! I was lucky enough to meet that person, damn it! Why didn't I go to Qiushui City with me!"

Gossip.

The juniors of the Imperial Capital family grew up listening to the stories of the elders and the elders, and they are full of infinite yearning for the legendary characters who are so beautiful in Kyushu.

I don’t know how many people used to paint the elegant demeanor of the first special color in Kyushu. It is difficult to save pen and ink on paper.

In this way, the more taboo, the more fascinating.

Yuan Jiuniang, who is the calmest and most introverted? She couldn't help breathing faster: "Mother, are we going to visit?"

The woman nods.

"Mom! Then can we—"

"Wait until your father comes back."

Once the news spreads, maybe not only their family, but also the entire imperial family will be moved.

Royal study.

Empress Li Xiuyu played chess with her friends. On the chessboard, black and white were clearly distinguished. She had white hair on her temples, and she was vigor and vigor.

"You frantically looked for the teacher some time ago, and now the teacher shows up in Qiushui, are you happy now?"

Day Xingtang is an adopted direct descendant of the Zhou family. He has been raised by his parents for 15 years. His brows are calm and elegant, and the sharpness of his youth is hidden. He is peaceful and generous.

"Daddy is a cultivator, a banished immortal from the sky. He is used to being at ease. After Auntie left, he didn't return to Xunyang for a long time. Presumably he was afraid of falling in love with the scene?"

As a daughter, she has ten thousand reasons to explain why her father has not seen her for eighteen years, but she is also a woman, not being remembered by her father, she feels uncomfortable in her heart, but she refuses to show it to others.

"Don't pretend. Just say it when you feel uncomfortable. At worst, when the teacher comes back, you will hug him and cry bitterly, I? I don't believe he will push you away."

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Xingtang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How old is this minister?" He already had gray hair.

Li Xiuyu paused, and looked at her slightly sadly: "Don't call your majesty, I? Call you Xingtang, you call me? Xiuyu, today it doesn't matter whether you are a king or a minister."

Compared with Zhou Xingtang, the empress felt even more indescribably bitter.Her mother and mother went early, and Xingtang was able to see the teacher, how about her?

She sighed again and again, and smiled suddenly: "I heard that the teacher saved the beauty in Qiushui City? Which girl did you rob?"

As a junior hiding in the imperial city to arrange the feelings of the elders?, Zhou Xingtang's face darkened: "What do you mean that you robbed a girl? How much does a person like Daddy look at with one look? It's the girl who went with him. Although A Niang I'm gone, but I? I don't believe that Daddy will change his mind."

"Perhaps the girl is extraordinarily nice?"

Zhou Xingtang is an old man, his upper body is more upright than a drawn sword: "Is there me? How is A Niang?"

Knowing that she would offend her old friend if she continued to hang around, Li Xiuyu deliberately lost a piece to her, and Zhou Xingtang? You're welcome, just kill her in the chess game? She won't leave a single piece.

After losing the game, the Empress snorted, "Stingy."

"I can't breathe."

Li Xiuyu smiled and asked the supervisor to serve tea: "Okay Xingtang, I made a mistake, can I compensate you?"

The old friends of the monarch and ministers reached a reconciliation in the tea fragrance.

"Do you want to go to Qiushui to meet the teacher?"

"Daddy doesn't like me mobilizing people to see him."

"Then... go quietly?"

"I?...I want to see him, but I? Haven't thought about how I should feel? Seeing him. Auntie is the best woman in the world. Except for her, no one is qualified to stand by Daddy's side."

"Yeah, I got it."

In Liangqiu, because of that person and incident, the wind in Xunyang became warm again.

Qiushui City, Liuyan Hall.

The past two days for Zhou Jing have been miserable. Her boat seems to be hiding inexhaustible tricks, making her very angry and tossing and turning all night.

A man stood outside the door of the girl's boudoir, holding a fine Guqin in her arms: "Zhouzhou, Zhouzhou, open the door, me?—"

The door was opened from the inside. Qin Ji was wearing a long brocade dress, her hair was pulled back with gold hairpins, and her face was lightly made up.

She stared straight at her like a goose and didn't speak. Qin Ji teased her shyly, rubbing her hands on the back of her neck and kneading the kitten, her voice like water: "What does my benefactor want from me?"

"Me?..." Her throat was itchy, as if catkins had gotten into her throat, she put her fist on her lips and coughed twice in a low voice. Just then came back to life: "I? I'm here to give you a piano."

The Guqin 300 years ago is of inestimable value to those who really understand it.Qin Ji liked it the first time she saw her, and immediately asked, "Does my benefactor want to listen to me playing the piano?"

Still listening?

The last time I listened to the piano, Chang Ye's original strength was hooked out. Her eyes drifted across the bulging mountains of the girl, thinking about the kiss that failed last time: "Is it a love song again?"

Qin Ji laughed: "Not this time." She asked softly: "Do you want to listen?"

In order to stay in her room for a while, Zhou Jing sat down obediently and listened attentively.

The title of the song is 【朝生】.

It was different from the one played at the [-]th birthday banquet of Mr. Cui last time.

With the notes together, the daytime scene forgets the lingering emotions, and is attracted by the grand ambition of Lingyun.

In the previous life, Zhou Zhou seemed weak, but in fact, he had ambitions that were beyond the reach of men. He struggled all his life and learned endlessly, just to pave a way for women in the world to study.

In her era, inheriting the family business still required a woman to disguise herself as a man, and reading was a man's business and had nothing to do with women.But Zhouzhou used the rest of his life to achieve the ultimate that ordinary people can do.

Thanks to the efforts of their generation, whether it was Shi Qi, who was the empress, or Shen Duan, the dean of the women's courtyard who died young, they all contributed their life's enthusiasm to ushering in a new era.

Women all over the world have books to read and aspirations to find.In today's Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a woman who is the emperor, and there are also women who are free to go in and out of the school hall and court hall.

The country is picturesque, capable people come forth in large numbers.This is what they expected.

Immersed in the impassioned sound of the piano, unexpectedly the sound of the piano turns sharply, and a bright flower blooms from the prosperous mountains and rivers.Vitality, hope, aspirations and ideals all reach their peak in the lingling timbre like a waterfall like a spring.

At the end of the song, ask who is with me? Overlooking the sun, moon and galaxy?

Zhou Jing stood up with firm eyes: I? Come.

She didn't say a word, but that look? Tell Qin Ji, she understands.

[Chaosheng] has different interpretations in different situations, but the [Chaosheng] played by Qin Ji for her benefactor is the [Chaosheng] of Chaozhao and Mumu.

Thin water flows.

It never ends.

Love knows no bounds.

Confiding her heart in front of her, Qin Ji was shy.

Her shyness is hidden in every faint smile when she lowers her head and raises her head. It doesn't appear on the surface, but when you see it, it's easy to make people itch.

At this moment, Zhou Jing's heart is just about to move.

She laughed: "Zhou Zhouqing is better than blue than blue."

This is undoubtedly the best compliment. Qin Ji couldn't stand her compliments. She left Guqin, got up and hugged her arms, with an indescribable joy hanging on her brows: "It's all taught by my benefactor? Good."

The master of Liuyan Pavilion can't teach her something deeper.

Being hugged by her arms, Zhou Jing's thoughts were led to other places by her. His hair was white, and the tips of his ears were red. One red and one white set off each other, and his breathing gradually became disordered.

It would be fine if you have never had skin-to-skin contact, but no matter in the previous life or in the dream, Day Jing is familiar with every inch of the skin of the people around him. If you have tasted the taste of desire and longing, and endure it again, it will be several times harder than if you have never tasted it.

Hearing her messy breathing, Qin Ji's waist gradually weakened, and she fell on her body weakly: "Take me to the low couch to rest."

Without her orders, Zhou Jing didn't dare to act recklessly, now that he had to follow her orders, he bent down neatly around the bend of his legs and hugged her in his arms.

In the depths of the emotion, the thoughts became stronger and stronger, her breath became chaotic, and Qin Ji felt uncomfortable under her influence, her eyes were wet, she fell down on the small couch, but her arms hooked the back of the man's neck, Jing obediently fell into her arms.

But seeing that her beloved girl seemed to have something hard to say, she bit her lips and said softly: "Benefactor, can you stop breathing?"

Breathing? She panicked.

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