"Qiuyue, why do you say that this mother pushes all good things on her, just when we don't exist?" Chunhua stared indignantly at the bright light room in the backyard, everything was the best for her to fall on the moon, even the candles were her good.

"It's not because she's the 'top brand', forget it, don't let her hear it, let's go." Qiu Yue gently tugged at Chunhua's sleeve.

Qin Zixin and Murong Bing were led to a gorgeously furnished room, with silk bead curtains and purple bamboo incense, and even the cups on the table were of exquisite quality. It seems that this courtyard is still red, Qin Zixin smiled with satisfaction after looking around for a week.

"Mom, the Falling Moon Girl has arrived."

With the sound of the announcement, a gentle woman with white skin and a warm jade face walked in, with a faint melancholy hanging between her delicate eyebrows, and her pupils as black as ink.

"Luoyue, don't hurry up and serve these two sons."

The old bustard pretended to be angry, but he couldn't hide the excitement on his brow. Qin Zixin smiled secretly, how long has it been since I had seen someone with a little style? That's a good thing, and the more that's it, the easier it is to talk.

"Hard work."

Qin Zixin took out a silver ingot from his arms and put it in the hands of the old bustard in a dashing manner, this seemingly decaying business is still struggling to survive in the cracks, most of which is the credit of the beauty in front of him.

"Those two sons will slowly dissipate, and I will avoid the old life."

The old bustard looked at the fifty taels of silver in his hand with glowing eyes, Qin Zixin winked at Murong Bing mysteriously and then sat down peacefully on the soft couch against the wall, and Luoyue sat opposite Qin Zixin, and her jade fingers flew on the strings.

Murong Bing was so angry that he almost pulled out the willow leaf sword, this Qin Zixin came to visit the Qinglou as a woman, and took the priceless three-foot white snow as a hundred taels. Now she is spending so much money for a Qinglou woman, not to mention that she is still a woman!

"Brother Murong, the little brother is slacking, don't be angry."

Qin Zixin found that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately waved her hand to stop the falling moon, she put the folding fan on the couch and came to Murong Bing with a smile.

Seeing that the anger on Murong Bing's face was unabated, Qin Zixin had no choice but to lower his voice and said, "Sister Murong, I'll explain to you later, don't keep your face tight." ”

After Murong Bing snorted lightly in agreement, Qin Zixin let out a sigh and motioned for Luoyue to continue playing.

"Two sons, this is the first time you have come to this land of fireworks. Luoyue is here to say something that shouldn't be said, please don't be nostalgic for this romantic place in the future, otherwise there will be no good end! ”

After the song, the crisp and beautiful voice of the falling moon floated out from the half-hidden red lips, although it was the voice of the warbler, it was cold and cold. Qin Zixin and Murong Bing were both stunned, this falling moon's eyes were full of hatred, although it was only for a moment, Qin Zixin still caught it.

"What did the girl of the falling moon say, this ...... What kind of Louben son is still covered, who said that Qinglou is destined to be a romantic place? ”

Qin Zixin played with the folding fan in her hand, and she didn't care about the path she wanted to take, even if there were mountains and seas in front of her, demons or demons. The glass comb in her hand seemed to sense her heart, but she didn't see a long-sleeved robe in front of anyone.

"Childe is at his own convenience."

Luoyue was shocked when she heard this, Qinglou is not a romantic place? It's really unheard of, but what does that have to do with you? Falling into this dust, even hatred will be breathless.