The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

As her words fell, the atmosphere became stagnant, and she held a small emerald green porcelain cup in her hand to watch the excitement, and glanced at Qin Ji's exquisite and flawless face, secretly thinking that it would be a crime to conceive a jade, let alone a beauty like jade.

Lian Shu's lips moved, but he didn't say the words of persuasion, and his heart was in a mess.

"How about it, are you afraid?" Mo Qi smiled and wished she could tear off her calm and indifferent mask.

Qin Ji's watery and cold eyes looked at her without blinking, giving people a sharp insight into people's hearts for no reason, without making a sound, she might feel bored after watching her for a while, she lowered her head and continued to think about her own affairs.

Mo Qi was uncomfortable being watched by her, and the pores all over his body stood up. After recovering, seeing the girl still ignored her, she was embarrassed: "Hey! Qin Ji, are you tired from being cold all day?"

From her point of view, in life, real smiles and fake smiles play tricks every time, who doesn't have a few faces?Qin Ji was so cold and cold to others, as if she would get dirty if she got close to others. She couldn't bear her aloofness, arrogance, and even being lazy in perfunctory manners.

She chattered endlessly, Qin Ji sighed weakly, it was because she was afraid of living too tired that she didn't bother to deal with those hypocrisy.If you look at her face wisely, you won't run away to make fun of yourself, and use this cold temper to quietly persuade many people to leave.

She is a luthier, not a prostitute.My benefactor said that girls look best when they smile from the bottom of their hearts.

"Your mouth is sewn shut? Talk!"

Moqi is irritable, she can't bear to be disturbed, her cherry lips slightly parted: "Don't you admire Cui Jiulang, you like yours, I like mine, why are you worrying about my affairs?"

"Who, who admires Cui Jiulang!" Mo Qi almost jumped up in panic after being told of his secret feelings.

"Oh." Qin Ji lazily replied.

"You, what's your attitude? Okay, you think I'm nosy, talkative, disturbing your peace?"

Qin Ji was about to nod when she heard this, but she reluctantly endured Mo Qi's violent temper.

She held back, but Mo Qi could see clearly what she couldn't agree more with, and was furious, and didn't dare to really offend her, lest she would turn the secrets of her heart upside down again.

Apart from Qin Ji, Wan Hua and Lian Shu don't know that Mo Qi, who wants to marry into a family, is secretly in love with Cui Jiulang, who loves to drink flowers and wine and play around.

Cui Jiulang is the concubine of the Cui family, and from this point of view, he does not meet what Mo Qi has always pursued.But then I thought about their humble backgrounds, even if they had Liuyan Hall as their backer and talented people, the chances of them matching up with the legitimate sons of the aristocratic family were very slim.

Mo Qi's mind was uncovered, looking at the girl with complicated eyes, Lian Shu, who has the best relationship with her, didn't notice this thought, how did Qin Ji, who stays at home and doesn't care about other people's business, see it?

The carriage stopped in front of the vermilion gate of Cui Mansion.

Huahong Liulu came out of the carriage behind and helped the girl down from left to right. Qin Ji's piano was not allowed to be touched by outsiders, and she cherished it very much. She was held in her arms and was welcomed in.

The Qiushui Cui family is a side branch of the Cui family in Xunyang 20 years ago. Relying on the emperor and the court, there is always such an indescribable arrogance in doing things in the boundaries of Qiushui City.

Cui's family held a banquet, naturally there were a lot of guests, full of joy and excitement.When the four daughters came to the door, Mr. Cui's old face burst into smiles.

It stands to reason that the owner of the hall is also invited to go out this time, but the whereabouts of the owner is uncertain, who knows where she went, she is not in Qiushui, and the only ones who come to the banquet are the famous four gold characters of "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting" in the hall Shop sign.

The children of the aristocratic family were dazzled by the beauties, and Qin Ji hadn't gone out for a long time, and when she appeared, she aroused enthusiastic praise from everyone.No matter how cold a beauty is, there are always people coaxing her.

Mo Qi looked at Cui Jiulang who was sitting on the table in brocade clothes, seeing him staring at Qin Ji stupidly, his heart was sore and astringent, and his resentment towards Qin Ji deepened, so he took the opportunity to glare at her, Qin Ji was stunned by her stare baffling.

Surrounded by Yishui's aristocratic family, she went in one ear and out the other, and she didn't put her flattery in her heart at all.

The birthday banquet was very lively and there were many people. Besides, if Qin Ji wanted to say a few more words, it would be that Mr. Cui looked older than last year.The older I am, the more I like to wear bright clothes, like dried ginseng wrapped in silk satin, interesting and cute beyond age.

Everyone offered gifts one after another, Qin Ji used money to do things, and Hengqin presented an impassioned song on her knees. .

Enthusiastic and full of flowers, if it wasn't for Qin Ji who was witnessing the piano, who could connect this surging enthusiasm with the cold and impersonal girl?

This is a new song.

The title of the song is 【朝生】.

It is the new shoots that grow in spring. Under the urging of beautiful notes, layers of branches and leaves grow, full of vitality and freshness.Like a nirvana-like phoenix perched high on a parasol branch, looking up at the great rivers and mountains, it looks proud and refuses to prostrate itself.

In the middle and late stages of the song, the momentum is restrained, and there is a bright and innocent joy, like a child seeing a close relative, like a young man seeing a person he admires, like a king seeing a prosperous age, like a saint contemplating the common people.

The most sincere, naked, and untainted beauty is integrated into Qin Ji's simple wishes for the world.

Once born as a human being, don't bow down, don't kitsch, bright and warm, joyful, open and frank.

There are many listeners, but it is hard to find a bosom friend.

With different moods, everyone has different perceptions.

When the last piano sound fell, Mr. Cui trembled his hands, tears filled his eyes with excitement, as if he used this song to return to his youth in fresh clothes and angry horses flying wantonly.

The new song is dedicated to the old ones, and Qin Ji has given Mr. Cui enough face.

She backed away.

With her pearls and jade in front, the people behind would have to weigh the weight of the birthday gift if they wanted to present a gift.It's too light and embarrassing to take it out.

Mr. Cui is an elegant person, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the four arts are all his favourites.

Moqi presents a lost collection of chess records, which amazes everyone.Lian Shu splashed ink on the spot and painted silver hooks on iron, which attracted the attention of everyone present.A picture of a birthday star was presented on the scroll, which coaxed Mr. Cui to smile.

The four talented girls in Liuyan Pavilion are all outstanding, but some people can't help but want to do something, and they have to worry about the old man's birthday banquet.

The toasts are intertwined, and the wine is full of joy.

Qin Ji was too lazy to move, she never drank alcohol when she went out, everyone knew her rules, knew that she was cold and incomprehensible, and at the birthday banquet, she seized the opportunity to say a few more words with her and felt that she was proud of herself.

Most of the others said that Qin Ji was distracted.

She shakes the teacup and thinks slowly: Mo Qi is missing now, he is going to have a tryst with Cui Jiulang.

Cui Jiulang's character is bad, and he has nothing but gold and jade, she sighed: "It's a pity that Mo Qi can't understand her, how can he listen to persuasion?"

"Don't talk to me!"

In the back garden of Cui's mansion, Mo Qi was awkward and petty, and turned his back to Cui Jiulang, who loves flirting with flowers and grass: "You like Qin Ji, I know you all like Qin Ji, you go to like Qin Ji, what are you calling me out for?"

"Aqi, what kind of jealousy are you eating?" Cui Jiu turned her body, saw her eyelashes were red with tears, and was stunned: "Are you really crying? Why are you crying? Although Qin Ji is good, she wants her." There are so many people, which round will get me? I like you the most, you still don't know about this?"

He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, and coaxed softly: "Okay, I was beaten by my grandfather a few days ago, and the injury was just right, otherwise I would have gone to you."

"Are you injured? Why did the old man beat you?"

Cui Jiu felt guilty when he was asked, and his eyes dodged: "Don't ask about it, you just need to know that I care about you. Don't cry."

He didn't say anything, Mo Qi's face changed slightly, he knew that he was restless, he loved to visit brothels, and he loved sex, and he was probably offended by Mr. Cui's connoisseurship.She was so angry: "It deserves it!"

"Ah Qi..." Cui Jiu hugged her involuntarily: "Have you considered what I asked you earlier?"

Mo Qi's heart skipped a beat, his face was blushing when he was asked, and he wanted to break free from his restraints, but his strength was inferior to others, so he stopped half-pushed: "Not yet..."

"Haven't figured it out yet?" Cui Jiu rolled his eyes, and changed into a begging look: "Do you want to kill your husband?"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about..."

"Am I wrong? Aqi, I will be responsible for you and marry you in. Just don't dislike me as a concubine."

The children of the Cui family in Qiushui city counted him as a good-born, often spent in the flowers, and had so many romantic debts that he could not finish writing three pages. However, the lonely expression with his head bowed to show weakness at this moment made Mo Qi's heart soften.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she fell in love with Cui Jiulang who fell into a demon, obviously he wasn't the best choice, but when she met, she couldn't break free.

Her attitude relaxed a little, Cui Jiulang looked around and hugged her to the back of the rockery to steal the fragrance.

"Ah! Kuro, no, I—"

"It will be fine in a while, don't move you, let me have a little taste..."

Mo Qi talked loudly, but in the end he kept his mouth shut and did not reveal to outsiders that Qin Ji had a sweetheart.

Walking out of the gate of Cui's house, she turned pale, and slowly stalked behind the drawing. The moment Qin Ji got into the carriage with the piano in her arms, she looked back at her with a sense of understanding, her thoughts turned, and she swallowed the words silently.

What can I say?Said she was out of her mind?Or is it that she entrusted her with inhumanity?

After carefully preparing to come to celebrate her birthday, the sisters in the restaurant left their virginity at Cui's house. Qin Ji felt depressed for Mo Qi and herself.

Now that Cui Jiulang dares to take over Mo Qi's body indiscriminately, maybe someone will use his power to force her to submit in the future.

Meeting her pensive gaze, Mo Qi bowed his head hastily in shock, filled with the fear of being peeped into his privacy.

So smart it could be annoying.She didn't have time to slander Qin Ji, the pain in her lower body reminded her of what happened anytime and anywhere.She didn't expect that Jiulang would disregard her wishes and want to...

It's too late to regret, to put his fate in the hands of the man he loves, and he forcibly cuts off his escape route. Mo Qi is terrified to death, afraid of being entrusted to someone wrong, afraid of Cui Jiulang's rebellion and abandonment.

She was in a trance, endured the pain and got into the carriage, not realizing that besides her, her best friend Lian Shu in Liuyan Hall seemed equally absent-minded.

The four of them had their own concerns and kept silent.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, and the sky gradually darkens when we return to Liuyan Pavilion.

After removing her clothes, Qin Ji lay down in the white jade warm pool that had been built in the bathroom two days ago, her exhaustion dissolved in the steaming water, and she slowly fell asleep with her head tilted.