"It's a shame that a good song "Dark Fragrance Lingering" was played like this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The lobby of the Qixian Pavilion is still lively and extraordinary, although it is not like rubbing shoulders and palms when solving the game, there are crowds of people, but it is not an exaggeration.

In one corner of the crowd, one person, like many people sitting here, drank quietly, looking at the shadow of the fairy Yanyu on the window screen on the second floor with gloomy eyes, and inevitably felt resentful and became more and more dull.

coincided with the owner of that figure, who made an unprecedented decision to break the strings with a broken sound, and because of love and hate, it was normal to insult him.

Affection with mixed feelings is often pathological.

Among these countless eyes, there is also the old man. One of the two men who appeared in the room just now, Qu Lao, who was in charge of the chess game? That's how it should be.

He looked at the second floor uneasily, and finally couldn't help but walk up when he saw the figure disappear.

The medicinal effect of Phantom Spring Syrup is very clear to him, how many "righteous gentlemen" use it to "conquer" people's hearts for the sake of desire. Especially this old man who has been crawling in the land of wind and snow for half a year.

But today is different, the girl in the room is strictly ordered by her own master.

The moonlight overhead is stacked on top of each other, and countless pieces of bright light are like snowflakes.

Under this, the shape is alone, independent flying green tiles, a fluttering fairy. The clothes follow the wind, and the eagle soars into the world.

A black cloud came from afar, drifted past the moon, and gradually swallowed up all the brilliance, and the darkness slowly infiltrated and merged the heaven and earth. With the dissipation of light, the figure on the top of the Immortal Pavilion also disappeared into the night.

A piano sounded, and the figure of the disappeared Immortal Yan Yu reappeared in front of people's eyes. At the moment when Qu Lao walked to the door of the room and stretched out his hand to push......

With the reappearance of that figure, the song "Gan Lin Lilu" shocked the soul and slowly floated.

Everyone's eyes refocused on the shadow of the window screen and the oil lamp, the silhouette of a delicate and beautiful woman playing the piano.

and the "righteous gentleman" who drank alcohol and slandered him with broken sound and broken strings just now, indulged in it again.

Maybe he felt that he was in the wrong position, blocking the view of everyone downstairs. Old man Qu could only withdraw his right hand, which had been outstretched, and walked down with suspicion.

"The tune of "Ganlin Lilu" is intense, how can it be played here? Maybe it's that kid...... Alas! Lonely men and widows, concubines, inevitably have distracting thoughts. ”

Is what you see with your own eyes necessarily the truth? No! It will only convince you to believe your feelings, and it just so happens that your feelings will be confused by the eyes. What the eye sees is often only a façade, and the closer you get, the farther away you are from the truth.

Stand far away and abandon obstacles, and the truth will be revealed.

In the stepping room, a person sits on a round stool, and plays lyrically with both hands on the piano. This person is dressed in red brocade and gold silk bamboo orchid embroidery, and the collar is purple and gold, which is quite luxurious. It was the figure that disappeared on the top of the Immortal Pavilion and the flying green tile, a man with a skin like cream.

No one knows how he sat here, when, or by what he was.

The two people in the room, one of them, I, were indulging in the warmth of the beautiful woman at this time. Like a beast, blinded by desire.

"Boom ......"

The rumbling thunder rolled in the nine heavens, and the power of the clouds was like nine dragons carrying the wind through it.

The thunderbolt and the thunderbolt beat the drums, and the qin demon shook and plucked the strings. The sound of the piano and the thunder are like flowing water, intensifying. On the bed, she and I were entangled and danced wildly.

Tireless, like a beast in spring. This is the medicinal power of "Flower Annihilation Spring Rain Tribulation".

This song "Ganlin Lilu" is like a magic song, hooking the inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

The black hair between my fingers is fragrant, but I don't have time to suck it. The beauty under her body is like a withered petal, or like an ice cube carved and fragile, her eyebrows are frowning, and she wants to refuse and welcome.

"Ah......h

"Is this the warmth that you sleep day and night? What a beautiful rain, what a beautiful song, this is played for you. Do you like it? The corners of the red figure's mouth were raised, revealing a sinister arc.

The rain was pouring down, and there was no intention of stopping. The same goes for the sound of the piano......

"Hey! Qingcheng, wake up, get up, it's time to go. ”

The next morning, it was still dark. I rubbed my swollen and sore eyes hard, and looked at the person in front of me with tiredness, it was Zhao Linjie.

He didn't know how to do it, so he hurriedly buttoned his clothes, and didn't forget to free one hand to shake me in his sleep.

"Where am I?" I choked up and squeezed out a sentence, and then cleared my thoughts as much as I could.

"Huh? You're in a daze! This is the Immortal Pavilion! Don't sleep, don't go back sooner, if my dad finds out, he'll die. ”

Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered what happened last night. The chess game, the middle-aged man surnamed Qian, the black bottle, the old man Guo, the old man Qu, and the very fragrant dream, in which I was also lying on this bed in this room.

……

We who escaped from the Immortal Pavilion were bathed in a faint morning mist and braved the cold of the morning darkness to shuttle through the streets. It's quite embarrassed, like a mouse, I don't care if I look decent or not, just keep warm.

"What should I do, I didn't return all night in the Immortal Pavilion, what would I say if I was discovered?" Zhao Linjie's disciple is the most afraid of having anything to do with Qin Lou.

"The old rule, the drunkard Lou buys drunk, the fragrance of wine is easy to quit, the affection is difficult to push, if you are not careful, you drink too much, get drunk, and fall asleep." Ma Tuling said without thinking.

"Needless to say drinking this time, it rained heavily last night, so we said that we slept in the drunken building to avoid the rain. This time I'm going to make them think for themselves that we're going to drink. ”

"Hey, Qingcheng, it's okay! It's still your head, this is good. Zhu Tao grinned with that fat mouth and said with a smile.

"Don't giggle, I'm going home, I'm freezing to death."

After saying that, I went in the direction of Aifu, waved my hand without looking back, and soon merged into the morning mist.

Alone, I covered my mouth and nose with my hands and walked forward in the fog. The smell of dust poured into my nostrils through my fingers, and beyond that, I could smell a fragrance that was familiar to me.

It's the smell of last night's hair......

"Isn't it a dream?" I myself was caught in this whirlpool of thoughts, and I couldn't extricate myself. What happened last night?

Back to Aifu, push open the half-covered door, who is going to the morning market to buy the ingredients you need!

A smoke ran back to the room, only to find that the door was bolted from the inside, and it must be Yue'er inside.

"Yue'er, are you there? Wake up. I knocked twice on the door and shouted softly.

Immediately after, there was a sound of rustling.

The moment when Yue'er opened the door with sleepy eyes and blurred eyebrows, it was beautiful. I can't help it, it makes people feel pity.

;