Takitsuki lowered her head, looked at the five-stringed moon qin in front of her with her eyebrows down, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the strings, hearing his words, she had already expected it in her heart, and stared at a crack on the five-stringed moon qin with a calm expression, it was so thin that she couldn't see anything with the naked eye, only she and the man sitting above in front of her clearly remembered what the crack was caused by. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although there is not a trace of flaw, it is as if there is still a scar after the wound is repaired, just at a glance, you can know how painful the pain was at that time, and how deep the crack on its body was, the traces of the fracture are not eliminated by saying that they will be eliminated, and the same is true of the human heart.

Because, she knows better than anyone how cold-blooded and ruthless the man in front of her is.

In the cold winter of that year, on the coldest day, his mother left this cold world, this is the most famous luthier in the country but because of being hated, by another violinist for the crime of conspiracy, tragically died under the severed axe, she was young by the large piece of blood in front of her eyes stained her eyes red, the daughter of this conspiracy sinner has been incognito since then, but unlike the poor and destitute, she only lost her money in half a year, so she had to fall into the streets, begging for a hundred days, sleeping at night and breaking the temple, leaving only the only relic belonging to her mother - the five-stringed moon qin.

I thought that I would spend the rest of my life like this, but I didn't want to covet the piano in her hand with a few men who had wandered and stayed in the ruined temple in the past, and if she hadn't desperately guarded it in her arms that day, attracting the attention of the man standing proudly in a corner, and seeing the disdain in his eyes, she might not have risen up and smashed the moon qin like a treasure at the men who snatched it.

She ignored the pain on her body, like a crazy little beast, and resolutely repelled the group of people who threatened her, and when she saw the familiar bright red again, her black eyes revealed murderous intent, and a feeling of great pleasure poured into her heart, and her cavity was full of fishy smell, and that taste was the first time she tasted it, and she didn't feel disgusted, but enjoyed it.

The broken moon lyre has been shattered, the strings have been broken, and the fine black wood has been broken into two pieces, broken in the middle, and such a lyre has become a waste, and it has no more value.

The tears seemed to be carried away by the snow falling from the sky, and a thin figure in tattered clothes, holding the broken piano between his hands, stood silently.

In the sea of snow, the snow-white ground is still dyed with a little bright red after all, and it is no longer white.

She can't go back!

Since then, the bird has brought her back to the demon world, and people have become demons after all, since the day she stepped into the demon world, she is no longer the original Takizuki, just like a murderous, cold-blooded person in the demon world.

It was him, the young man who was still contemptuous, looking up at him condescendingly, and asked her in a cold voice, "You, would you like to come with me?"

She didn't answer, but raised her head, with a firm stubbornness in her eyes, and pulled his hanging hand with one hand, holding it tightly with hatred, and returning it with his same disdainful smile, so poignant but cold as a cold sword.

No one had ever dared to grab his hand directly, and she was the first, hostile woman, but her eyes made it clear to herself that she was willing.

Undeniably, the young man's mouth hooked a satisfied arc, without a trace of temperature, ruthless like a person who withdrew from the red dust, making people wonder if the one who spoke just now was him, looking at the girl coldly, and a flash of brilliance passed in his eyes.

For the ruthless, he must be more ruthless than him, he thought, she would be the best weapon of murder.

The memory turned back to this time, her armrest crossed the crack, her mouth was gently raised, her eyes were as warm as water, and the stubborn girl had become a beautiful girl.

She spoke slowly, and her voice as light as the sound of a piano lingered in the hall, not in a hurry or impatient, and said, "What kind of person Jun Shao is, Takiyue naturally knows in his heart, what others say may not be the same as what I think, as for what Jun Shao thinks himself, it is inconvenient for others to know, and they all know in their hearts, so it is already very good." ”

If it was absolutely impossible to say before that there was no complaint, for him, the young master in front of him who was going to serve all his life, she didn't have any complaints now. is more grateful, if he hadn't brought him back then, maybe she would have died in that cold winter day soon, and she would have left with regrets after all.

That's already good.

"It's you who are stupid. He glanced at her coldly, and saw that she bowed her head respectfully and did not look at herself, recalling the girl who dared to hold her arm at that time, and that kind of look has not been seen since then, he has some regrets in his heart, but it is not that he does not know her scruples, time has changed a lot, but they are no longer what they saw at first sight.

Just because of his identity, he is the future lord who is admired on the top.

He sneered with a hint of disdain, and then began to laugh out loud, with a bit of sadness in his smile.

Takitsuki's eyes darkened a little, and he sighed deeply, knowing what he was laughing at at this time, but he didn't dare to persuade him more, so he could only follow his words and say, "What Jun Shao says is what it is." Then, he asked empathetically, "I don't know if you still need Takiyue to play a song for Jun Shao?"

He finally laughed enough, stopped, stretched out his hand to stop it, and said lightly and calmly, "No need, what was just now is already good, you go down first." He waved her to leave, then lay down and closed his eyes and fell asleep, ignoring nothing.

Seeing his appearance, Takitsuki didn't say anything more, stood up and saluted with the qin, "That Takiyue retired first." ”

"Hmm" The man on the rattan chair said a word in a muffled voice, with a hint of tiredness in his words, Takitsuki nodded slightly and turned around and walked towards the door.

Takiyue walked back to his Moon Palace with Yueqin in his arms, but what he was thinking about was what Jun Shao said before.

Yueqin was destroyed at that time, broken in two, and he restored it afterwards.

She gently hugged the Yueqin in her arms, and remembered his question at that time,

"Would you like to come with me. He asked, and the snowflakes scattered in his dark eyes, and she saw herself in his cold eyes.

"Yes. She grabbed his hand and replied resolutely, holding on tightly, for fear that the person in front of her would throw his hand away at any time, and then she would have no chance of living.

"Then you will be faithful to me with a mortal heart, and you will obey whatever happens. In other words, will you give my life to me?" he asked with a cold face without shaking off her hand.

"Takizuki should obey his orders. The little face, still stained with bright red, looked at him very firmly.

"Good"

Until the end, he still didn't shake off her hand.

From then on, she knew that the Crane was actually a very gentle person, and she always knew it.