Jiu Yue glanced at Tang Ruo, who had already restrained her smile, and was about to ask something more, but seeing that Tang Ruo didn't wait for her to ask, she said to herself with a complicated expression, "But no matter how well she sings, what's the use?" She never sang for me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Jiu Yue hurriedly followed Tang Ruo's words and said, "Oh? Did Tang Gongzi know that girl? ”

“…… It's just a wild girl in the market, don't mention it. Tang Ruo's face was expressionless, and he quickly put away the sadness that was not very obvious, his gaze staggered Jiuyue's searching gaze casually, picked up the wine glass on the table and put it in his mouth, and then turned his head to look to the side, no longer speaking.

In fact, Jiuyue understands that sometimes the depth of her heart is written on her face with a light breeze, and she says it's okay, but she doesn't want others to worry, she seems to be able to understand this feeling.

And Jiuyue never deliberately explores the secret things in the hearts of others, what others don't want to say, she never asks more, probably because she knows what she doesn't want to say, she is most afraid of others asking, not afraid that others will know, but once others ask, she will remember, every time she tells it, it seems that she has to experience it again.

No one likes to repeat pain, because those who like to repeat pain end up drowning in grief.

Therefore, how to make a person confide in the heart that he does not want to mention is not what she is good at.

The most troublesome situation now is that they have to know where other people's scars are, which they obviously don't know, so the purpose of Jiuyue and Yueju coming here is mainly to let this person with scars tear it by himself, thinking about it like this, Jiuyue suddenly felt that he was quite cruel......

Jiuyue is not good at this matter, but Yuetang seems to be very good at it, I saw that Yueyu had walked to the side of the cedar made of guqin at some point, stroked the strings with his hand, stroked a few times, and then sat in front of the guqin and plucked.

This moon orange not only has a beautiful face, but also a pair of hands are also beautiful, Jiu Yue couldn't help but look down at her hands, the palm is because she has practiced the bow and crossbow technique all year round, and the layers of yellowed cocoons left behind, and then look up at the moon orange, Jiu Yue finally understands, God has always been fair, not only gave her a character that is not like a woman, but also gave her a pair of hands that are not like a woman.

Yuetang's jade fingers are slender and slender, like boneless, the index finger is picked, the tail finger is hooked, this pick is a hook, and the slow flick is slow, and the leisurely piano sound slowly sounds, the piano sound seems to be a little sad, but sad but not sad, gentle and graceful, making people feel lonely and lonely, and they can't help but feel long and swaying.

The ripples are rippling, but Jiuyue didn't understand that Yue Tang is fine, what kind of piano to stroke? Didn't you see that you haven't even inquired about the business here?

When I turned around, I saw that the boy in the brocade dress was extremely attentive when he heard it, so focused that even his eyes became soft, so soft that even his eyes were red.

Only then did Jiu Yue understand Yuetang's intentions.

If you want a person to spontaneously confide in the sad things that he doesn't want to mention in his heart, he must first have the desire to vent and confide, and how to make a person have such a desire for people who are not familiar with him?

How can a person go through the same pain again? It is nothing more than throwing him into painful memories, and it is obvious that the effect of throwing is more than the effect of asking, which is more impossible to refuse.

And those who are trapped in memories are often unable to extricate themselves, and she will pull them out with Yuetang.

The sound of the moon orange was like an invisible vine, quietly pulling out the thorn in Tang Ruo's heart, connecting the root buds, he was in pain, the pain was terrible, the blood flowed out along the wound, mixed with the already trance-like feelings, naturally he could no longer suppress the secret in his heart.

Therefore, sad people, don't listen to sad songs, if you listen to it, it will not only be sad, but also hurt the liver, lungs, spleen, and spirits, five internal organs, inch by inch, and you will have to sew up for a long time in the future to make up for it.

Jiuyue felt that Tang Ruo's emotions were almost brewing, so she took the initiative to pour him a glass of wine, and induced him softly, "Childe is like this, it seems that he has something on his mind?" ”

Tang Ruo didn't react verbally because of Jiuyue's words, but just picked up the wine that Jiuyue poured for him, staring at the celadon cup in a stunned state.

"If the son has something on his mind, he might as well listen to the slave family, tell what is in his heart, and there will be nothing in his heart." Jiuyue's words were sincere, but they were also sincere and sincere, even if she had the heart to cover this man's words, she didn't feel that she was lacking in virtue when she was doing something lacking in virtue.

Because I want to know how your wound came from, so you have to tear it to me, the painful appearance of your wound when it is torn, I really feel unbearable, although I can't bear it, I still have to see it, so I have to tell myself that you can only get better faster if you tear it, and even I am persuaded by myself.

"Say it, and you'll be fine?" Tang Ruo smiled and said: "Little lady, then let's make a bet, if I say it, it will be fine, I will help you redeem yourself, if there is something else......" Tang Ruo frowned and thought for a while and said, "If there is still something to do, you will drink all the wine on this table!" ”

Jiuyue also laughed, but the corners of her mouth with a smile couldn't help but twitch a little, and she raised her eyes to look at the various wine jars of different sizes piled up on the table, Jiuyue couldn't help but swallow her saliva, "Childe might as well talk about it, the slave should go down first." ”

The sound of the moon orange trembled at this moment.

"Good! The little lady is so cheerful, and I will come to tell you what is on my mind. Between the words, the eyes on Tang Ruo's face suddenly turned into two crescent moons, and the merry boy suddenly looked very innocent.

"You women, don't you like things you can't get? What you can't get is the best, right? Tang Ruo's words were full of unwillingness, and he said indignantly: "Little lady, you say, I, Tang Ruo, want to look good!" Be personable! Ask for silver, have silver! People like me are all heartbroken towards you, not only do you not appreciate it, but you don't take me seriously at all! It must be something wrong with you, right? ”

Jiuyue said in her heart, look at what you said, don't you men also believe that what you can't get is the best? Otherwise, how can there be a wife who is not as good as a concubine, a concubine who is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute who is not as good as stealing, and a prostitute who is not as good as stealing?

Besides, why else did you Tang Gongzi come to this Red Mansion? (To be continued.) )