At this time, the night was getting thicker, and there were few people on the street, all the way to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mo Wengu stepped forward and slapped the door violently without saying a word. The little servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion opened the door, and when he saw that it was Lord Mo, his face suddenly became a little tormented, and after holding it for a long time, Fang trembled and said: "Lord Wang, my young lady has refused to see guests for more than a month, why do you ...... you?"

Mo Wengu said angrily through the wine: "This king is going to see her now, this king is a dignified prince!" ”

As soon as the little girl's feet were weak, he was about to kneel, but at this moment, a cold voice sounded behind him, like a pearl: "Let him in." ”

Liu Chuimian was willing to see him...... Since the last Erli Pavilion, Liu Fumian has always avoided him with many excuses, and has never met him again. Now that he is willing to go out of the mansion to see him, Mo Wengu is not excited.

Mo Wen wore a red groom's dress in this fashion, but he couldn't care about it anymore. He hurriedly entered the house, walked quickly, and finally stood opposite Liu Fumian.

He looked at her, his eyes as bright as stars. - It's her, it's her.

As long as you look at her, the inexplicable sense of emptiness in your heart will disappear in an instant.

Only when he saw her, he could remember that he was Mo Wengu, a prince and grandson, a relative of the emperor, not a drunkard, not a rough man, he should not indulge in the fragrance of wine and ignore state affairs, he should not be rude in front of civil and military officials, and he should not make a face to his subordinates at will.

But she was not by his side, so he became a drunkard, a rough man, no more gentleness, no grace, and more sorrowful.

*

Liu Fumian is dressed in white, her temperament is still cold, and she looks like a fairy in the shadows of the moon and the moon. She looked at him, her eyes shining softly: "Wen Gu, today is your wedding day." ”

Mo Wengu took a step forward, a little anxious: "Mian'er, this marriage is not what you imagined, I was just forced to ......"

"Lord Wang." Liu Chuimian interrupted him and whispered, "You and I have nothing to do with it, and I can't stand such heavy affection from you." If you really like me, then be kind to Princess Shu, and don't let her go. ”

"Did she say something to you, and you will avoid me after Erli Pavilion!" Mo Wengu's voice suddenly turned cold, and there was a chill in his eyes, "Heh, I'm curious why you rejected me with many excuses after that night, I think she must have chewed the root of her tongue in the middle, isn't it?" ”

Liu Chuimian's face turned slightly pale, his eyes were evasive, and his tone was stiff: "Chuimian doesn't understand what you're saying." ”

Mo Wengu only acquiesced to Liu Chuimian, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes: "This fierce woman, this king really underestimated her!" ”

"Enough!" Liu Fumian flicked his sleeves, and the cold air was pressing, "You go, treat her well." "After speaking, the person has gone away.

Mo Wengu wanted to chase after her, but heard her cold words come again: "Lord Wang, please stop, don't make me hate you." ”

His footsteps stopped, and Mo Wen stood in frustration. After a moment, he straightened up again, his eyes were heavy, his face was as cold as ice, his fists were clenched, and he turned around and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this time, Shu Qing was playing the piano in the room. Shu Qing has never learned to embroider female red, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are only through the qin, just because her mother loved to play the piano before her death, when she was young, she fell at the feet of her mother every day, and listened to her play a song "Beauty Song".

So when Mo Wengu suddenly pushed into the house, Shu Qing was playing on the rise, his fingertips flying on the end of the piano, so happy.

Mo Wengu stretched out his hand and pressed the strings heavily, and immediately heard a "bang-" sound, and a rapid noise in the air came into his ears, and the smooth sound of the piano stopped abruptly, making his eardrums rattle.

Secretly wrapping his fingers that were cut by the strings, Shu Qing raised his head and asked him in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Mo Wengu stood opposite her, his face was full of disgust, he snatched the Moxiang guqin on the table and fell heavily to the ground, Fang said: "You are a fierce woman, and you also deserve to play "Beauty Song"? ”

Shu Qing sat on the stool, lowered his eyes and said nothing, but the hand that was cut by the strings was already pinched on his thigh.

This piano is known as the sea. It was the only thing her mother left her.

She feels sorry for this piano......

*

The so-called "Beauty Song" is a song dedicated to red faces and beauties, and it does not seem to have much to do with Fei Shuqing. But, "Lord Wang, Shu Qing really can't agree with your words. Fat Shuqing moved his thick legs and fat buttocks, and finally stood up from the piano seat, and waved at Mo Wengu, who was full of malice, Fang Wensheng retorted, "Although the concubine is a little fatter, I think that Fuqin pays attention to the sound outside the strings and the rhyme, which has nothing to do with the appearance of the Fuqin person." ”

Fei Shuqing replied seriously, and her fat face was full of positive colors, but she didn't know that she was paying attention to the wrong point.

Mo Wengu's sentence focuses on 'woman', not whether it deserves to play "Beauty Song". She replied like this, Mo Wengu only thought that she wanted to cover up, and looked at her face with more and more disgust.

Ignoring Shu Qing's words, Mo Wen looked at the smell of alcohol, flicked his sleeves and rushed forward to choke Shu Qing's shoulders fiercely, trying to shake it, but found that Shu Qing was too fat and heavy, and he had to shake it a little hard, so he had to give up, his face became more and more pale, and he roared angrily: "Woman! What nonsense did you say to Mian'er to make her avoid me like a snake and scorpion? ”

Fei Shuqing's eyes flashed, and the hand that was cut by the strings trembled slightly, Fang came back to his senses, and replied in a calm tone: "The concubine has never said a word to her." ”

"Full of gossip!" Mo Wen Gu became more and more angry, his eyes were red, "If it weren't for you chewing the root of your tongue, if it weren't for you, a, to get in the way, why would Mian'er avoid me!" ”

"......" Shu Qing was silent and decided not to worry about him in general.

At the beginning, Mo Wen took care of the good show of chasing Liu Chuimian, and he was widely preached in the aristocratic circle.

There are even people who opened a gambling game and bet, which attracted the young ladies to bet one after another, all kinds of beautiful things, everything. Shu Qing, as the daughter of the richest man, also bet on her beloved agate butterfly hairpin, betting that Mo Wen Gu would be able to hug the beauty.

However, she did not expect the beginning, nor did she guess the end.

I still remember that one day not long after the gambling game was set, the flowers were falling and red, and the river was by the water. Shu Qing was boating on the lake, but he heard the sound of the piano in his ears. In the sound of the strings, there is no grief and loneliness, and the aftermath is not stopped, and there is no exhaustion of thousands of pounds of sorrow.

This piece is nothing else, it is "Pretty Woman".

The Fuqin person was none other than Mo Wengu.

As the saying goes, there are few crazy friends on the strings, only the people who touch the qin to the people who touch the qin. The beautiful woman's song, Shu Qingdeng was amazed, and he intuitively felt that he had found a soulmate, so he jumped up with his fat legs and directed the oarsman to go in the direction of the sound of the piano.

Getting closer, Fang saw that in the pavilion, Mo Wangye Yue was dressed in white clothes, the waterfall was green silk, and his long fingers were stroking the qin, shrouded in lake smoke.

The so-called astonishment is nothing more than that.

The so-called love at first sight is nothing more than that.

Since then, she has sent a lovesick letter a day to the palace gate in person. Regardless of his message, his contempt and ridicule, she ignored it all, not to mention the wind and rain, lightning and thunder, the confession letter never broke for a day, forgetting the agate butterfly hairpin that bet at the beginning to the nine skies.

She thinks that although her body is wide, her soul is thin, as long as she works hard, she will definitely be favored by the male god, and time will definitely allow Mo Wengu to see through what kind of shy spring girl's heart is hidden under her heavy skin......

- This is probably true love.