"Why are you here?"

Duanmu Qing didn't answer, but walked over gently, reached out and picked up the wine jug he was carrying, and put it down again, "Why did you drink so much?" ”

Finally, a trace of Xuanyue rose, and Duanmu Jun looked at the moon quietly as if he hadn't heard Duanmu Qing's words.

"The first time I saw her, it was on such a night, but it was summer, she stood quietly by the water, dressed in white, I was very depressed at that time, I drank wine and practiced swordsmanship alone, and when I looked back at her, I looked back like a fairy who suddenly came out."

I had never seen my father like this, maybe he was drunk, or maybe he remembered something, Duanmu Qing simply didn't speak, just sat quietly.

"She really doesn't like to talk, she always smiles faintly, and I sometimes don't know if she doesn't like to say it, or if she doesn't bother to say it.

But no matter which one it is, she likes it anyway! So I never forced her to live the way she liked.

But I didn't expect that until the end, she left and didn't say anything to me, I accompanied her to dinner, she sent me out with a faint smile, I felt different from usual, she seemed to be a little happy, I asked, but she said nothing, just let me be careful of slippery roads, although I don't know, but I am still happy.

Who knows, as soon as the morning dawns, someone will come and tell me that she is gone, and I really didn't expect it. ”

I can't imagine that my father has the same feelings as myself, and I can't imagine that he is also doubting his status in his mother's heart.

Duanmuqing felt very strange to such a father, and in her eyes, her father always looked like a Confucian who followed the golden mean.

Even if you know that he has been on the battlefield, you can't imagine what he looks like with a spear and a sword, and even if you know that he once worked with his uncle to support their continuous lineage, you can't imagine how he used his abacus to make money.

He doesn't have many women, but it's not just one, like most people in Tianjing, there are Sun first, and three aunts, Li, Liu and the dead Qian.

After Sun's death, a year later, there was a lady Qiu Tian, and even if Qiu Tian has gone now, he still has two women.

Duanmu Qing never thought that Duanmu Jun would be full of tenderness, until he heard Cai Wei talk about the past, but in the end, he also heard about it, but at this moment, he really saw his father's feelings, but it was a little heavy that people didn't dare to face it.

She finally understood why she had clearly destroyed all the relationships he had worked hard to maintain in her previous life, but because of her dead heart for Zhao Yufeng, she agreed to let her marry her.

Even if he couldn't abandon the whole family and still tried to remain neutral, he never gave up on himself, and even deliberately broke off the father-daughter relationship with himself publicly after finally knowing the emperor's intentions.

In the final analysis, it is because of love, because of his love for Qiu Tian, because of his love for himself.

The corners of Duanmu Qing's eyes were moist, since she was reborn, she had never cried until Qiu Tian passed away, but her tears were very obedient, and she stayed obediently in her eyes after the funeral, never making her own opinions, but this time, she began to lose control again.

Cai Wei and Lu Xi returned, and the lantern in their hands glowed with a faint warmth.

Duanmu Qing stepped forward, took the things in the hands of the two, and said softly, "Go back!" I sat alone with Hou Ye for a while. ”

Seeing that she and Duanmu Jun had a good relationship, Cai Wei and Lu Xi were obviously happy to see it, belched, and immediately hurried away.

Hang the lantern in the pavilion, Duanmu Qing sat cross-legged, and laid a broken piano flat on his knees, "Daddy dances the sword, Qing'er strokes the piano for you, okay?" ”

One of the best scenes in my memory is her birthday when she was ten years old, she moved into the Dancing Ink Pavilion for the first time, although her face was faint, but her heart was happy, Qiu Tian took her hand, walked from this room to that one, and neither of them spoke.

Later, when he was tired of shopping, he rested in the small backyard, Qiu Tian used this piano to play "Yulin Bell", Duanmu Jun came in from outside, just saw this scene, untied the sword used for decoration on the wall, and flew to the middle of the courtyard and danced.

At that time, she only felt that the years were quiet, her mother played the piano quietly and peacefully, and her father's sword dancing body was like a dragon, without a trace of noise, and she couldn't tolerate other sounds.

Thinking about it, it was only two and a half years ago from now on, but it was too far away for Duanmu Qing at this moment.

I was thinking wildly in my heart, but my fingers were flexibly plucked on the strings, and without any consideration, the melody of "Yulin Bell" flew out.

Duanmu Jun looked stunned, but then he unfolded, this moment began to overlap with the previous life, and both of them forgot everything that happened later, as if the strength in the fingers and the strength on the wrist were all manipulated by the warmth in the memory.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, I don't know if there are thick clouds in the sky at the beginning, or it slowly drifts over later, even that little bit of Xuanyue is gone, and there is only a station octagonal palace lamp hanging in the corner of the pavilion between heaven and earth, emitting a faint halo.

The wind of the winter night blew, there was a kind of piercing bone marrow, Duanmu Qing's fingers gradually stiffened, and the tune gradually condensed, as if it was a stagnant choke, and the originally mournful tune became more and more melancholy.

Duanmu Jun gradually stopped, walked to Duanmu Qing's side, and reached out to cover the back of her hand.

The music stopped suddenly, and Duanmu Qing raised his eyes to look at him, and saw a pair of watery eyes in the light.

Taking the piano away from her, Duanmu Jun sat beside his daughter, stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, looked at the dark distance, and sighed softly.

"Qing'er, do you think Daddy is useless?"

I don't know why he said that, Duanmu Qing didn't know how to interface.

But he said to himself: "I know, I have always been indecisive, in the past, there was a big brother, everything in the family was on his shoulders, everything was in his way, in the face of the clan's exclusion and coveting of our family, he used his genius business acumen to divide our family from the genealogy, unique."

In the face of national turmoil, he persuaded his father to devote the whole family to supporting His Majesty's seizure of the throne. He also used his military talent that he didn't know where to come from, and led Xiqi to confront Dongli, so that Xiqi had its current scale.

But he protected me like that, knowing that I didn't like to fight, and he didn't like fighting, so he arranged everything.

Even the letter he wrote to me before the mudslide said that if it is peaceful today, the glory of the Duanmu family is enough, and he wants to live his own free life, so that I can inherit the title of Yongdinghou with peace of mind, not to compete for fame and fortune, to remain neutral, and to do what I want to do.

I didn't expect my eldest brother to die because of a mudslide, the burden he left me to pick even if I can't pick it, this family is earned by him, and my stable life is also given by him, so, no matter what, I must put the safety of the family first, do you understand? ”

Duanmu Qing didn't know that the uncle was such a person, and he was unspeakably surprised and revered in his heart, and a little regretful, if he was still alive, maybe his father would not live like he is now.

"Daddy," Duanmu Qing sat quietly for a while before he spoke, "Straighten Aunt Li!" ”

Duanmu Jun didn't speak, the hand on her shoulder, there was a pair of pats, after a long time, so long that Duanmu Qing thought he didn't hear it, but suddenly heard him sigh again, "Do you feel wronged?" ”

"Daddy won't let me be wronged, will he?" She wasn't sure before, but now she knew her father's insistence under weakness.

Finally a faint smile floated, Duanmu Jun tightened the hand on her shoulder, "No." ”

The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled, the direction that had been lost since the beginning of the cold war with Qiu Tian began to become clear at this moment, and it seemed that when she leaned on Duanmu Jun's shoulder, she also found a harbor she could rely on, father, he would not let her be wronged.

He said that he had to carry the home that his uncle left behind, and he needed to be patient, so she helped him, but he didn't want to use his way.

Cai Wei and Lu Xi were waiting at the door of the Dancing Ink Pavilion, and when they were about to reach the third watch, they saw Duanmu Jun holding a lantern to help Duanmu Qing over, and the two were happy and comforted, even if Li Ningshuang was corrected, Miss should not suffer too many grievances!

The days passed like flowing water, and soon it was the day of the twenty-fourth year, Duanmu Qing got up early in the morning and took the two of them to Rongxi Hall.

Since Qiu Tian passed away, Duanmu Qing has become more and more fond of running to Rongxi Hall, the old lady is probably because she sees that Duanmu Qing has no mother, and she likes her more and more, sometimes if she doesn't see her for a day, she will send someone to ask if she is not feeling well.

Li Ningshuang also became more and more disciplined, she refused to take a wrong step, and when she saw people, she was smiling, and Duanmuqing saw that she was not as cold as before, nor was she as relative as she was later, but polite.

It made her feel very satisfied, and secretly thought that this Duan Mu Qing was just a paper tiger, and now that she was about to take the position, she didn't dare to make any moves.

As soon as she arrived at Rongxi Hall, Aunt Qin smiled and said, "The eldest lady must have a dog nose, and she smelled the Bazhen japonica rice porridge that I boiled up to the present last night." ”

Duanmu Qing was not polite, and said with a smile: "Aunt Qin and Grandma are so stingy, every time there is something good, she secretly makes it for her grandmother, for fear that I will see it." ”

The old lady had just finished freshening up and left the quiet room, and when she heard this, she said with a smile: "In the past, I always thought she was a stuffy gourd, and she couldn't say a word when she poked a needle, but now it seems that she is clearly a monkey." ”

There was a lively porridge here, Li Ningshuang and Lin Zhou walked in together at the door, and said with a smile: "No wonder Master Hou ordered me to come to my aunt's place early in the morning, it turns out that there is delicious food!" ”

Obviously, the Lin family and the Zhou family didn't know much about what they were doing here early in the morning, but the corner of the old lady's eyes swept over Duanmu Qing.

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