Chapter 31: A Nightmare in the Garden

There were a few small dishes on the table, Song Li stuffed a chopstick dish into his mouth, quickly forgot the stubble just now, and picked and chose with chopsticks.

Chu Rong observed that Song Li was still a veritable foodie, and he could pick a delicious dish for every dish.

Song Li was eating the dishes, and when he caught a glimpse of Chu Rong not moving the chopsticks, he stuffed another chopstick dish into it, and asked him vaguely, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

Chu Rong looked at her mouth full of oil, and seemed to be in a good mood, so he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of food.

Song Li looked at Chu Rong's posture of even picking up vegetables so elegantly, raised his hand and handed him a spoon, thinking that he couldn't believe that you could be so elegant when you drank soup.

Chu Rong seemed to understand her thoughts, smiled, put the spoon aside and continued to eat.

After a storm, Song Li touched his stomach and burped comfortably.

Yingyue frowned in disgust and quietly moved a small step away.

"It doesn't look like a girl's house at all." Chu Rong looked at her comfortable appearance and sighed inaudibly, "It's a pity that such a big girl is actually a fool." ”

Song Li gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Rong, eager to tear his mouth apart, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!" ”

"Yingyue, help me go out for a walk and digest it!" After she finished speaking, she ignored Chu Rong and stretched out her hand to Yingyue.

Yingyue pulled her up, and the two of them swayed out of the yard, thinking of the Huxin Pavilion she saw when she came, she suddenly became interested.

It was evening, and the afterglow of the sky was turning the earth red.

A gentle breeze blows, and red ripples ripple in the middle of the lake.

"Miss, you can pay attention to your image in front of the prince in the future!" Yingyue helped Song Li and said quietly.

Song Li looked at the scene in front of her, only to feel like a dream bubble, which made her a little distracted, if there was no moon in her ear, it would be better.

"Although the prince spoils you, it's really inappropriate for you to be like this, that woman's family hiccups after eating, and she is still so ......"

Sound.

Yingyue looked at Song Li resentfully, pursed her mouth and muttered,

Song Li didn't understand what was wrong with this girl today, she suddenly became like a housekeeper, even she had to take care of her hiccups, she let go of Yingyue's hand, twisted her neck, and looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake with some eagerness.

Yingyue understood Song Li's intentions, and pulled her back and looked at her vigilantly, "Miss, what are you going to do!" ”

"I'm still hurt, so you can live in peace!"

Then, a pair of warm and delicate hands suddenly covered her eyes, and before she could react, she felt that her feet were empty, and the whole person was picked up.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already on the pavilion.

The breath of hot summer was washed away by the water of this lake, and the faint fragrance of lotus entered the nose, and the moon stared at this beautiful scenery, slightly distracted.

Song Li looked at Yingyue's appearance and smiled, sat on the bench, stretched out his fingertips to outline the lotus leaves that wanted to climb up the pavilion, and his heart calmed down little by little with the gentle evening breeze.

"Miss, this yard is so beautiful!" Yingyue put away the bright color in her eyes, and said with envy to Song Li's side.

"It's the charm of money." Song Li smiled.

At first glance, this lake is not a product of nature, but dug out artificially, such a large lake, is not a small project, and this pavilion. Not to mention the exotic grasses by the lake, the lake costs a lot of manpower and financial resources.

Yingyue looked at Song Li as if she didn't understand, and a ray of red light flowed out of the sky and landed on Song Li's side face, setting off her complexion more and more white.

"Yingyue, can you play the piano?"

Isn't this beautiful scenery even more intoxicating with the gentle sound of the piano.

She glanced up and saw that there was a guqin on the shelf on the other side.

She raised her hand to Yingyue and pointed to the position of the guqin, and Yingyue instantly understood and stepped forward to take off the guqin and put it on the piano table in the middle.

Song Li walked to the piano table and sat down cross-legged, raised his slender ten fingers and gently slid them over the strings, making a crisp sound.

She narrowed her eyes, her fingertips slid over the strings repeatedly, and played a song of the Spring River Flower Moon Banquet.

The sound of the song was blown far away by the evening breeze......

Yingyue held her chin and looked at Song Li's intoxicated appearance, the sound of the melodious piano washed away the depression in her heart like a clear spring, soothed her soul, this wonderful scene will never be forgotten in her mind for a lifetime.

"You try."

At the end of the song, Song Li opened his eyes and pulled Yingyue down and sat down in front of him.

Yingyue glanced at Song Li narrowly, lowered her head and whispered: "The slave is dull and can't play the piano." ”

"I'll teach you!" Song Li touched the top of Yingyue's hair, held Yingyue's hand with both hands, and manipulated her to pluck the strings.

Yingyue was a little stiff all over, and inadvertently turned her head sideways, seeing Song Li's serious appearance, she only felt that she had followed the right person in this life.

Back then, she was just out of master-servant affection, jumping down to save Song Li when he fell into the water, in exchange for several years of Song Li's careful treatment, how can Song Li's person not let people treat him with sincerity.

The melodious and graceful sound of the piano floated out of the lake pavilion and scattered to all places.

Behind Song Li, a white figure was hidden in the bamboo forest, and the hatred in his eyes shot straight at Song Li's back, eager to devour her whole person.

The corners of Song Li's mouth raised a very faint smile, she didn't care about the strange appearance behind her, she had already sensed that someone was coming, but she said that she was good at teaching Yingyue to play the piano and didn't want to be disturbed by outsiders.

A pale cyan figure appeared on the Jiuqu corridor, and Song Li raised his eyes to look at it, and collided with the eyes of the person who looked at it.

She glanced at Chu Rong proudly, retracted her gaze, and continued to control Yingyue's hand to swim on the strings.

The song is falling, and the piano sound drags out a long tail note.

Yingyue half-leaned in Song Li's arms, looked up at Song Li's smooth chin, and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Li bowed his head curiously.

Yingyue came out of Song Li's arms, tilted her head to look at Song Li, her clean eyes were full of smiles, "If Miss is a son, the slave will fall in love with you!" ”

Song Li smiled, raised his hand to appreciate a chestnut in Yingyue, and said funny: "You girl turned out to be Sichun, wait for some more thoughts, when you are older, I will find you a husband and marry you beautifully!" ”

Yingyue pounced on Song Li, and reached out to hug Song Li's waist, "I don't want to get married, I want to always be by Miss's side and take care of Miss!" ”

"Silly girl." Song Li touched the top of her hair indulgently, with a smile in his eyes, "Destroying people's marriages is to be punished by God, if you keep following me and delay your marriage, wouldn't it hurt me." ”

Yingyue snorted and hugged Song Li's waist.

The sky gradually engulfs in darkness, and a crescent moon emerges from the clouds.

The sound of crickets and the evening wind make up a symphony.

Song Li crawled on the piano table and fell into a deep dream.

A half-grown boy approached her, smiling brightly like a flower.

Suddenly, the boy's face became a little ethereal, and a girl covered in blood burst into her dream.

Beside the girl was a boy with a serious face, and the boy was lying beside him, weakly raising his hand to push the girl, but the girl was lying motionless like that.

The picture changed again, a man in white holding a bloodstained long sword, looking at her with a hideous face, asking her loudly why, her heart was shrouded in fear, and she couldn't move as if she had taken root when she wanted to escape.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the qi on the other party's body made her very familiar, but no matter how much she wanted to break her head, she couldn't figure out who the other party was.

The sword was pointed at her eyebrows, and just as she was about to pierce her skull, a tearing pain in her chest instantly pulled her out of her dream.

Blood suddenly gushed out of his chest, staining white gauze and soaking through the long green dress.

She opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were scarlet, her face was as white as paper, she raised her hand to press the wound that was like a fountain of blood, and sweat the size of a bean rolled down her forehead,

Yingyue slept sweetly on her side.

"Song Li!"

A nervous voice suddenly sounded above her head.

Yingyue woke up from her sleep in fright by this exclamation.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Song Li being picked up by Chu Rong, and a red flower bloomed on Song Li's chest, and she was stupefied by Song Li's appearance.

"What do you do! Why did I suddenly release the internal force, I felt it in the study! Chu Rong left the pavilion with her in his arms and left in a hurry.

Yingyue stood in the pavilion and jumped to her feet anxiously.

This Chu Shizi, patronizing Miss, even forgot about her, how could she go down to such a large lake!

Just as she was about to swim past, a black figure suddenly landed beside her and picked her up.

Chu Rong carried Song Li into the room and put him down, pursed his lips, and ripped off the clothes on her chest, revealing the gauze that had been stained red with blood.

"I don't know, I just had a dream."

Song Li was also taken aback, she shook her head in a panic, watching Chu Rong unwrap the gauze on her chest, revealing the torn wound, only to feel a little dizzy in her head.

Chu Rong ordered someone to bring water, wet and wring out the handkerchief, frowned, carefully wiped the blood around her wound, and sweated a little on her forehead.

After wiping, he took the wound medicine and poured it on the wound, took a roll of bandages and wrapped it up.

His eyes inadvertently skimmed over Song Li's fair-skinned and obvious collarbone, and the thought of wanting to kiss suddenly surged in his mind, which was suppressed by him.

After dealing with the wound, Chu Rong raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and the tight strings slowly loosened.

"What did you dream about, you actually let out all your internal force and tear the wound?" Chu Rong looked at her, his eyes a little dark.

Song Li looked at Chu Rong's gaze, slowly pulled up his clothes, and frowned, "I dreamed that a young man asked me loudly why he wanted to stab me with a sword." ”

When Chu Rong heard this, his eyes trembled suddenly, and he lost his soul a little, "Describe the dream." ”

Song Li didn't understand what Chu Rong meant, hesitated for a moment, and slowly explained the dream to Chu Rong. After saying that, she looked up, and her eyes broke into a stormy darkness, and there was a whirlpool in the darkness, as if it wanted to suck her in.

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Rong's change made her a little scared.

Especially the domineering erosion that flows from him.