Singing and dancing rise to the end of the night,

The stars are still in love with the frost on the moon. ⊙ Dingdian said,

Snow groaning does not seek the same eaves perch,

I wish you a dream.

A song Guangling v. loyalty,

Taoyuan he forgot about it.

When the sound of the piano starts again,

Forget the worries in the pavilion to remember Junlang.

The touching lyrics slowly sung out of Murong Xue's mouth, blending with the sound of the piano and flute slowly fluttering in the air.

This touching lyrics, the ethereal and elegant sound of the piano and flute, like a beautiful and dreamy starlight, slowly reflected in the tranquil lake, gradually stirred up a ripple, making people fascinated, lingering, unable to extricate themselves.

At this time, when Xingying heard the ethereal Guangling Sanqin played by Murong Xue, and when he heard the lyrics of the Guangling Sanqin sung by Murong Xue, the whole person had completely fallen into a state of self-forgetfulness, and seemed to never want to wake up again.

At this time, Murong Xue was still intoxicated with her own thoughts, gently plucking the strings, while looking at the face of the Xingying who had fallen into a state of selflessness, her eyes were also confused.

After a chorus of pianos, night had quietly come, a little dim with a hint of hazy Forget Worries Pavilion, Murong Xue slowly retracted her slender ten fingers from the strings, and then got up gracefully and walked towards the Torture Eagle on the right.

When Murong Xue walked to the side of Xingying, the sound of the piano was still slowly floating in the Forget Worry Pavilion, which was intoxicating.

At this time, the Torture Eagle was still slightly closed and did not see any movement. The willow flute in his hand is still held to his lips, seemingly... is still intoxicated by the beautiful dream just now.

Murong Xuelian walked to Xing Ying's side with a light step, her eyes looked at Xing Ying's face affectionately, her lips were lightly raised, as if she was talking to herself, and she seemed to be whispering to Xing Ying's words: "Xing Ying, since I first saw you in the ring of Tianwailou, my heart... It's completely occupied by you. Hearing your name from Xian'er's mouth before, and listening to your past, I have a sense of curiosity about you that makes me uncontrollable. ”

"Then when I saw you in the arena of Tianwailou, my curiosity about you became deeper and heavier."

"Later, when you were discussing with your father in the main hall, I secretly looked at you on the second floor of the main hall, and your words and deeds, your perseverance and calmness instantly stirred up a ripple in my heart. The curiosity in my heart about you gradually changed from that time to throbbing. ”

"Your presence, your voice, all of your possession, are deeply attached to my heart. It makes me fall into a state of longing to know, know, and fall in love with you. “

"You know what? Ever since I was older, I've always longed to meet a man like you. It gives me throbbing, it gives me sustenance, it gives me warmth. ”

"Yet, since I was older, I have never met a man like you. I have never felt the same trepidation as when I first met you. ”

"And then all kinds of things, but they just fell deeper and deeper."

"All the words you have said to me before, the tone of your voice, the look in your eyes, the movements you have spoken to me before. The Guangling flute you played just now, the indifferent water when you played the flute, and the dreamlike look of red dust back and forth, were deeply implanted in my heart, the deepest and deepest place. Never erase again, never erase again, never again... Unwilling to erase ........."

"How nice it would be if I could meet, know, and fall in love with you like those ordinary people!!"

"It's just that now, I can only selfishly ......... do 'that'. Because only by doing 'that' can I protect you and my father." ”

"Torture Eagle, if you are a gift from heaven, then......... I will definitely cherish it, cherish it with my life, and cherish it with my soul. ”

"Xingying, my heart has been completely occupied by you, you are my faith, you are my soul, you know?"

"If, after tonight, when you wake up, if you still choose to be my father's enemy, then Xue can only draw his sword in front of you to show Xue's determination."

"If you are destined to be an inescapable calamity in my fate, then the snow ......... I will definitely smile and accept the calamity you give. ”

After Murong Xue finished talking to herself, her eyes flashed with crystal tears, two crystal tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, slowly slashed from the corners of her eyes to the corners of her lips, and dripped on the looming collarbone covered by white clothes, and she stretched out her slender hand like jade and stretched out to the right hand of the torture eagle.

At this time, Xingying slowly opened his eyes and looked at Murong Xue with a sad face, without saying a word.

It's not that the Torture Eagle doesn't want to talk, but the Torture Eagle at this time is no longer the previous Torture Eagle at all. He had lost his mind completely, and he had no idea what was happening in front of him.

Xingying looked at Murong Xue in a daze, his eyes turned at Murong Xue motionlessly, and then he gently held Murong Xue's slender jade hand.

Seeing that Xingying gently held his hand, Murong Xue's pretty face immediately showed a gentle smile, the corners of her mouth hooked a happy arc, slowly turned around, and took Xingying's hand and walked towards the boudoir behind.

At this moment, in the Forget Worry Pavilion, the fragrance of tea is curling, and a spring breeze is rippling. The previous sound of the piano and flute seemed to be still spinning around the beam, almost ethereal.

Murong Xuelian, who was holding Xingying's hand and slowly walking towards his boudoir, walked lightly, the white robe on her body danced gently in the wind, her eyes showed a look of both apprehension and expectation, and she thought to herself: "Xingying, the snow has been decided, tonight......... Snow is going to be your woman. Snow will dedicate her chaste virginity to you........."

"Xingying, you are Xue's first man, and Xue's last man, and the most important man in Xue's life."

"Torture Eagle, you will be the only man who can see the snow virgin body from the snow to the age, and you will be the first and last man to let the snow take off his clothes and give his chaste virgin body to you completely."

"The Torture Eagle, the chaste virgin body of the snow, is only for you to see, and only for you to enjoy."

"Torture Eagle......... No matter what you do with the snow after tonight, the snow has no regrets. Because everything that snow does, it does willingly. It's all the things that Snow wants to do the most,"

"Xingying, Xue can be your woman, and being able to dedicate her chaste virgin body to you is the happiest thing in Xue's life."

"Torture Eagle, if after tonight, you will still regard the snow as an enemy, even ......... The person who wants to sacrifice the snow as if he was using his virgin body to give you and make you feel guilty and thus come to blackmail you, and hold a grudge against the snow. Snow is also not spared. Because Snow doesn't want either of you and your father to die in the battle that might ensue. ”

"From the beginning of the snow, many things are out of my control, but today, the snow can finally be the master of her own."

"Xingying, if after today, you and I will both become passers-by, or, become enemies, Xue only wishes, when you grow old in the future, you can still think of a woman named 'Xue'. I can also remember that somewhere in the underground space of this world, there is a woman named 'Snow', who has been thinking about you and worrying about you. ”

After a burst of thought in Murong Xue's heart, tears flashed in her eyes, as if she was melancholy, and her face seemed to be happy, showing a gentle smile, and she took Xingying's hand and walked into the boudoir behind the Forget Worry Pavilion.

After gently closing the door of the boudoir, Murong Xue took Xingying's hand and walked towards the red bed in the boudoir

To be continued