Chapter 82: Acacia
Strange to say, when he was in Fengling City, when he was faced with Situ Luqi's fiery heart, Mu Qiuhuang always refused. But in the more than a year since he left Fengling, Mu Qiuhuang's mind has always thought of Situ Luqi from time to time, and there are memories of Situ Luqi in his mind, which has gradually increased from the impressive kiss when he parted to the bits and pieces of how the two got along when he was in Kyoto. And during the time he spent with Ji Ruoxue and Su Xiaoxiao, the number of times Situ Luqi's figure appeared in his mind increased dramatically. Mu Qiuhuang would always inadvertently suddenly recall everything about her, and sometimes she would have a strong desire to see her.
In fact, Mu Qiuhuang also discussed this topic with Su Xiaoxiao, and at that time, Su Xiao should have fallen in love with Situ Luqi, and he denied this answer with a smile at the time. But when he sometimes drinks alone with the moon, he can't help but compare Su Xiaoxiao, Ji Ruoxue, and Situ Luqi in the same position in his heart, and the answer he came to is that he may really be as Su Xiaoxiao said, and he is also in love with Situ Luqi. However, in his heart, he never dared to admit this generously.
Because, Situ Luqi is different from Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao has no relatives and no reason, in Su Xiaoxiao's words, it is (she has nothing else to ask for, she just hopes to be by Mu Qiuhuang's side...... Her love for Mu Qiuhuang is pure, she can not seek fame or anything else, and she is very satisfied when she is in the position of a concubine. It can be said that the identity is her misfortune, but at the same time, it is also her great luck. It is precisely because her identity cannot be compared with Ji Ruoxue that she can coexist with Ji Ruoxue by Mu Qiuhuang's side.
And Situ Luqi's status is destined to make her impossible to be like Su Xiaoxiao. Because, her name is Situ Luqi, and she is also the only daughter of Situ Buqi, that is, the lineage of the Situ family. As Ji Yuan and Ji Yan said before, the old lady Situ Changqing has gone through three dynasties, leaving countless disciples and protΓ©gΓ©s, from the east of the Great Shadow across the west of the Great Shadow, from the south of the Great Shadow to the north of the Great Shadow, this huge empire, but all the officials who have a little ability, seventy or eighty percent of them are inextricably linked to the Taishi Mansion...... Although, compared with the princes, the Situ family is not qualified to dominate the world, but in this world, the reputation of the Situ family is no less than that of any prince. In other words, Situ Luqi's status is not as good as Ji Ruoxue. This is why when Mu Qiuhuang wanted to withdraw from the marriage, Mu Qingen started marrying the Situ family.
And now the crux of the problem is here, the reason why Mu Qiuhuang has been suppressing his thoughts and not daring to directly face his feelings for Situ Luqi is because he knows that it is impossible for him to really marry Ji Ruoxue and Situ Luqi into the room at the same time. Because, there can only be one wife of the prince of Beiyu, and the identities of Ji Ruoxue and Situ Luqi determine that no matter who they marry into in the future, they will definitely be unique hostesses.
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"Childe......" Su Xiaoxiao saw that Mu Qiuhuang was motionless, and couldn't help but turn around and remind.
Ji Ruoxue also turned around when she heard this, looked at Mu Qiuhuang who was stupidly in place, and said with some doubts: "You are ...... Isn't there anything other than the little girl still thinking about other girls? β
"Huh?" Mu Qiuhuang couldn't help but be surprised by the woman's intuition, and hurriedly quickened her pace to catch up with the two of them, and explained: "To be able to have you and Xiaoxiao by my side in this life, I already feel that I am fortunate to have three lives, and how dare I ask for other women." β
Ji Ruoxue stopped when she heard this, and looked him up and down with a smile.
"Really? If you don't believe it, ask Xiaoxiao......" Mu Qiuhuang was uncomfortable by her look, and hurriedly pulled Su Xiaoxiao as a shield.
Seeing Mu Qiuhuang like this, Su Xiaoxiao didn't poke it, turned to Ji Ruoxue, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the master, I can testify for the son, before meeting the master, the son is definitely clean......"
When Mu Qiuhuang heard this, he couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Su Xiaoxiao.
Seeing this, Ji Ruoxue couldn't help but sneer, and smiled at Mu Qiuhuang and said, "I didn't say I didn't believe it, look at your nervous ......."
Su Xiaoxiao held back a smile and secretly cast a gloating expression at Mu Qiuhuang.
At this moment, Wuxin and Qingya Dao also appeared at the door together, greeting Mu Qiuhuang.
Mu Qiuhuang also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them, took Ji Ruoxue's palm, and said with a smile: "I'll introduce you to ......"
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Kyoto, Taishifu.
Situ Luqi, who was dressed in green, was sitting in the room talking about the piano, and the song he played was the same one he played when he met Mu Qiuhuang for the first time. However, if there is someone who is proficient in music at this moment, you must be able to hear that although she played the same piece these two times, the mood contained in it is completely different. At first, her technique was agile and light, and the whole piece exuded a sense of joy, but now her technique is heavy and clumsy, although there is no mistake in the contact between the fingers and the strings, but the whole piece does not hear any joy, but has a hint of sadness...... And Situ Luqi's whole body looks like he is a little thinner than before.
Suddenly, there was a "click", the strings broke in response, and Situ Luqi's slender fingers were also cut out of a small hole by the broken strings, and in the next moment, the red blood also slowly flowed out along the wound, but Situ Luqi seemed to be thinking about something else, and seemed a little indifferent to the bleeding of his fingers.
It's just that she was indifferent, but she frightened the maid who was serving on the side, and the little maid saw that Situ Luqi's fingers were cut, so she quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood for Situ Luqi, and said anxiously: "Miss, you hold it first, I'll call the doctor." β
"No need." Situ Luqi stopped the maid's actions and ordered: "I'm fine, Lu'e, you go down first!" I want to be alone. β
The little maid named Lu'e didn't dare to disobey Situ Luqi's order, so she had to bow down and exit the room.
It's just that Lu E, who walked out of the room, couldn't help cursing the Beiyu prince named Mu Qiuhuang countless times in her heart...... As the saying goes, "the authorities are fascinated, and the bystanders are clear", as a personal maid who has served Situ Luqi since childhood, Lu'e has a clear understanding of her young lady's thoughts, and she knows that her master misses the Beiyu prince who came to the house a year ago.
Since the Beiyu prince named Mu Qiuhuang left Kyoto, her young lady's temperament has been abnormal, no longer as carefree as before, but has become sentimental. At the beginning, her young lady also told her some deeds of the Beiyu prince, and she also blessed it, because she knew that her young lady was moved by the Beiyu prince, Mu Qiuhuang. And from her point of view, her young lady and the son of Beiyu are also a match made in heaven...... However, with the past year or so, the good impression in her heart for the prince of Beiyu has also dissipated without a trace, and she sincerely feels worthless for her young lady.
For more than a year, her young lady knows the thoughts of the Beiyu prince very clearly. However, in the more than a year since he left Kyoto, the guy named Mu Qiuhuang has never even written a letter to her young lady.
But despite this, her young lady still misses that Beiyu prince here...... This little maid named Lu'e really wanted to beat up the guy named Mu Qiuhuang at this time, so as to vent her bad breath for her young lady.
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Situ Luqi didn't know that her maid was crying out for her at this time, and she didn't know that Mu Qiuhuang was actually thinking about her in her heart at the moment...... Situ Luqi did have a little resentment in her heart at this time, just as the maid said just now, Mu Qiuhuang had never even written a letter to her in the more than a year since she left.
Thinking of this, Situ Luqi couldn't help but get up and sit in front of the desk.
Situ Luqi polished the ink and laid out the blank paper, just as she made up her mind to pick up the brush and plan to write a letter to Mu Qiuhuang, she suddenly hesitated. Because, until now, she hasn't figured out what kind of position she occupies in Mu Qiuhuang's heart? She didn't know if her thoughts about Mu Qiuhuang were her wishful thinking?
After all, she is just a girl's family after all. When she was outside Fengling City, she was able to muster up the courage to show her heart to Mu Qiuhuang, which was already the limit of what she could do.
At the beginning, she didn't directly ask Mu Qiuhuang to give her a reply in person. It's because she wants Mu Qiuhuang to think about it after knowing her mind, and then reply to her. She doesn't want to kidnap Mu Qiuhuang mentally, she hopes that Mu Qiuhuang will give her a response after thinking about it seriously, she wants Mu Qiuhuang's heart to be the same as her own heart, to be able to put aside all external factors, just simply face each other and make a response.
But? For so long, Mu Qiuhuang still hasn't responded to her.
However, it is precisely because she has not responded that she will always miss Mu Qiuhuang in her heart. Because, she could vaguely feel that Mu Qiuhuang still had feelings for her in her heart...... Don't ask her why she feels this way? Because, all this stems from a woman's sixth sense.
But having said that, when she bravely confessed to Mu Qiuhuang, it was already a step she took the initiative, and in the case that Mu Qiuhuang did not clearly respond to her intentions, if she took the initiative to confess her mind to Mu Qiuhuang many times, she would inevitably feel a little unprestigious.
"Are you too busy to write to me? Or are you unwilling to write to me? Or is there a difficult problem you're facing right now? And can't write to me...... Do you know what I'm thinking about you? Situ Luqi muttered stupidly in his heart.
In the end, the brush in Situ Luqi's hand still hung in the air and never fell on the paper.
With a "click", the thick ink on the tip of the brush dripped down onto the white paper, reflecting a large black dot.
Situ Luqi looked down at the black dots on the paper, and then, several transparent water droplets fell on the white paper.