readx;? Qin E looked at the little cicada, and the other party's delicate and handsome face was flushed. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info the scattered sideburns, the corners of the eyes dyed with spring, and the red cherry mouth, from the inside out, reveal the shyness and charm of the first time.

Not to mention the half-open buckle at the neckline and the unsmoothed wrinkled corners.

It's that Qin E hasn't reached yet, hasn't experienced this, and has seen the clues.

What's more, all this is so similar to what it looked like in the previous life.

Xiao Cicada recovered from the initial shock and calmly saluted Qin E.

Qin E looked at her coldly, and Xiao Cicada's face revealed a complacency and arrogance that she had not seen before.

In her past life and present life, the little cicada went from her side to Qin Ting's side, but she finally climbed into her father's bed.

In the last life, the fate of the little cicada was miserable.

In order to embarrass her and imprison her, the old lady poured a bowl of the kind of child-killing medicine that would hurt her body and never get pregnant again, and sold her hair.

Later, I found out that it was sold to the kiln.

Fang's handwriting.

The furious Fang clan, in order to stop the latecomers, mercilessly killed a hundred people, so that all those who were eager to try died down.

Because Qin Yun slept with his daughter's personal maid, he felt that Sven was swept away, his face was gone, and he couldn't avoid her.

was originally not shy about her, but since then he has completely ignored her existence.

The Fang clan obtained Shang Fang's sword, and he was in cahoots with the old lady, forcing her to a dead end step by step.

It can be said that her final ending started with the incident of the little cicada.

Xiao Cicada, the maid she once believed in and cherished, betrayed her and became the strongest hand that pushed her into the abyss.

None of them cared about her results, they just thought about themselves.

In the last life, her life was so miserable and lonely.

The little cicada's conspiracy succeeded, and the look of longing and excitement for the future gradually collapsed under Qin E's indifferent expression.

For this eldest lady, Xiaochan has always been a little inexplicably afraid.

Although everyone said that she was a poor unlucky person who had no mother, was not loved by her father and grandmother, and was pitiful.

She's just afraid of her.

The little cicada hurriedly finished saluting, and seeing that Qin E didn't say anything, she lowered her head and walked around Qin E.

Compared to facing Qin E, she has more important things to do now.

Fang Clan's place is the real battlefield.

The cicada walked briskly, turned a corner, and stopped by the wall.

Towards evening, the wind was a little cool. She straightened her sideburns and clothes, and looked down to see her white hands.

She touched her hand and slowly climbed up to her tall, soft chest.

Just now, a pair of powerful hands, a pair of large hands belonging to the most authoritative and highest-ranking man in the family, roamed over her body, sighing with satisfaction at her young body.

The hot, conquering masculine breath filled her ears and made her distracted.

All her fears and apprehensions calmed down at this intoxicating temperature, allowing her to dedicate herself without hesitation.

Her fate will change from now on.

It's either heaven or earth.

Either a bright future, or a catastrophe.

The little cicada was stunned for a moment, tightened the neckline that was re-fastened, and walked along the road towards the hanging flower gate leading to the backyard with determination.

Towards her new destiny.

At the door of Qin Yun's study, Qin E was still standing quietly in place.

Qiu Ju hadn't recovered from the shock yet.

The impact of the little cicada was too big for her.

Qiu Ju looked at the direction in which the cicada disappeared, and her face turned pale from excessive shock.

The little cicada is simply playing with his life.

Qiu Ju looked at Qin E again.

She bit her lip tangledly, not knowing how to persuade Qin E.

I don't know if the eldest lady can see this kind of thing.

Qiu Ju glanced at Qin Yun's half-open study door again.

At this time, you must not go in.

Qin E didn't pay attention to Qiu Ju, she quietly looked at Qin Yun's door. In the half-hidden crack of the door, there was a light on the back, and there was a black hole inside.

After looking at it for a long time, I can gradually see the general appearance inside.

There was a bit of a mess in it.

The chair was crooked, and there were fallen scrolls and two or three lake pens on the ground.

Ink dripped from the exposed corners of the table.

One, two, three......

Qin E subconsciously counted, and saw a pair of azure shoes appear on the table.

She slowly moved her gaze upwards and saw that Qin Yun was wearing a dress casually, and his sideburns were the same as those of the little cicada, and they were also a little messy.

Qin Yun didn't notice them, he stared down at the corner of the table with the drop of ink, his brows frowning slightly, and his expression was a little distressed and depressed.

Qin Yun's facial features are very good.

The bridge of the nose is high, the eyes are large, and everywhere the gaze goes, there is always a tenderness and affection.

He has a strong bookish atmosphere, which makes him look stable and elegant, and he is a noble character in spring and snow.

Qin E remembered that when she was a child, once her mother was talking to her, she looked up at the window, and then stopped moving.

The light in his eyes flickered, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

She curiously leaned on the lattice, and saw her father wearing a square turban and plain cotton cloth, looking at her mother with a smile.

"Ah Xin!"

The father called happily, and the mother's smile spread out from the bottom of her eyes.

At that time, my mother was as beautiful as the most delicate peony in the capital.

At that time, my father was as handsome as the brightest star in the sky.

It was her happiest childhood, and it was her most beautiful memory of her parents.

"Yuan Niang!"

Qin E was slightly stunned and blinked.

Qin Yun was holding a painting scroll in his hand and looked at her with some surprise.

In the memory, the father who was standing in the spring light suddenly disappeared, leaving only the old man Qin who brought vicissitudes in the cold wind.

Qin E half-lowered her eyes, squatted lightly, and slowly saluted Qin Yun.

Then turn around and leave.

Qiu Ju hurriedly followed.

Qin Yun took a few steps forward, walked to the threshold, opened his mouth, and closed it dejectedly.

He really wanted to ask Qin E, what is the matter with coming to find Daddy?

He also wanted to ask, how are you doing?

I would like to ask, do you still like to draw snow as much as you did when you were a child?

It's snowing in two days, come to Daddy's study, Daddy will teach you how to draw, okay?

But all the things he had been thinking about, worrying about, and being embarrassed to ask lately couldn't be asked.

Just now, he slept with his daughter's maid.

Although he is not Qin E's maid, he still has no face.

And it was also in the filial piety period of the Shen family.

Qin E, do you see it?

Did you see that, the maid he couldn't even remember the name?

Does she know what she's done?

Will she forgive herself?

Will you accept yourself?

Qin Yun slowly moved back to the house and threw himself on the chair in a dejected manner.

He slowly opened the scroll in his hand.

Under the full moon, a woman with an eight- or nine-point resemblance to Qin E stood beside the osmanthus tree, smiling shyly.

Qin Yun muttered in despair: "Ah Xin, how did we become like this? )