Xia Qian thought about it for a while, and finally thought that there was a wooden box of her own in the tea house.

That's her—no, it was the original owner of this body that brought it from Nankang, there were three boxes in total, two had been opened before, and there was still the last one left.

Yu Nuan said before leaving, except for some valuable things in this box, almost all of them are useless.

At that time, they were running a tea house, and they were not short of money, and Yu Nuan could say that it was quite valuable, presumably worth a lot of silver.

Thinking of this, she went to the tea house.

Jingya said that the three women and one man had been living in the tea house since the tea house closed down, and thinking that she might meet the four, she entered the tea house without squinting and went up to the third floor.

The box Yu Nuan put in her bedroom before leaving, hidden in the wooden partition under the big bed, if she hadn't climbed under the bed to look for it, or dismantled the big bed, the four of them would not have been able to find it.

It was very quiet in the tea house, and she thought that the four people were not there, but when she walked to the door of her room, the sound of the piano and the harmonious picture of the three women and one man immediately crashed into her mind.

Huo Zun sat on the tea table and plucked lychees, Qin Xinyue was lying next to him on the beauty couch, Su Lianyi was sitting on the other side of Huo Zun caressing Xia Qian's green qi, and Jing Qianxi was dancing in front of the three of them.

The clothes of the four are gorgeous and harmonious, and the atmosphere is harmonious and warm.

When they saw Xia Qian, the four of them were stunned in unison, both surprised and disdainful of her as an uninvited guest.

The sound of the piano came one after another, and Xia Qian shifted her eyes from the four people to the guqin.

Green Qi!

It was her most beloved piano, and Que Ming gave her a gift to show her sincerity when she cooperated with them.

All the piano music in the teahouse was made with it, and in the hands of Su Lianyi, it was not only a tyrannical thing, it was simply cow dung tied with flowers, and wild boar arched cabbage.

She wanted to say that it was her piano, but she thought that these people were taking everything from her for fun, so she clenched her teeth and didn't speak.

Anyway, this teahouse signed a book deed with Que Ming, this piano is Que Ming's, and she has to return it in the end, why should she humiliate herself and make it difficult for them?

Thinking of this, Xia Qian forcibly suppressed the blood in her surging heart, and looked away from the house and walked directly into the bedroom.

She leaned down and crawled under the bed, completely shielding the outhouse's song and swallow dance from the back of her head.

After a moment of struggle, she finally carefully dragged the wooden box out of the dark cabinet under the bed.

The box looked very ordinary, and it was shabby, and if it weren't for Yu Nuan saying that the contents were valuable, she would definitely not let the girl hide this dirty and old broken box under her bed.

When she walked out of the dormitory, the four of them were still talking, laughing, and dancing, and she avoided their gaze and walked directly to the door.

Suddenly, two maids stepped forward to stop her, dragging the box and saying that all the things here should not be taken away.

The two maids were actually there all along, but when she came in, she was pierced in the heart by the three women and one man, and she didn't notice the two of them.

"This is my father's relic, do you want it too?" She looked at the maid angrily.

The flesh and blood on his face were already blurred, but at this moment there were more angry eyes, and the pair of maids hurriedly took half a step back, and the fingers that had released the box trembled for a moment, and they grabbed the box tightly again.

Xia Qian used all her strength to turn the box over, and seven or eight large and small spiders on the back of the box instantly ran away.

The two maids screamed, and they let go of their fingers and hid in the corner.

She had seen the cobwebs on the box just now, and the reason why she was careful not to alarm the web-weavers was to prevent the four of them from deliberately embarrassing her when she left.

She walked briskly towards the house with the suitcase, but just as she stepped out of the door frame with her hind feet, there was a "poof" sound, and the sound of the strings breaking came from behind her.

Her heart was like being slashed by a sharp sword, and then it was violently torn in half, and her raised hind feet couldn't help but pause, and her body also tilted down.

Boom – bang!

A muffled thud, followed by a crunch.

When Xia Qian turned around, the piano had fallen to the ground and was torn apart.

After her slashing, slashing, and tearing hands, her heart, which was already thousands of ravines, also shattered at that moment, and the dripping blood spilled all over the ground.

Huo Zun stared at him, the corners of his lips curled, and he stuffed the peeled lychee into Qin Xinyue's mouth.

Qin Xinyue smiled and muttered happily: "The lychee picked by Brother Ji Teng is sweet!" ”

He chuckled, handed a freshly peeled lychee to Qin Xinyue's lips again, and said with a tender face: "You are pregnant, eat more fruits to help the fetus!" ”

Xia Qian looked at her torn Luqi, looking at the man she loved who couldn't extricate herself, and her eyes were unconsciously covered with mist, and then slipped down from her bloody face.

"Huo Zun, I hate you!"

There were only five words, and she seemed to use all her strength to say it with a trembling voice.

That night, after he frantically humiliated her, it was the second time she had seen him, and the first time she had spoken to him.

Knowing that he found his little Yue'er, even after his little Yue'er had conceived his child on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, her scarred heart still loved him.

Even if he didn't love him and her, she never loved him from beginning to end, and she still fantasized about him.

Because, she has loved to the depths and can't extricate herself!

She had thought about explaining to her countless times, but she didn't know how to explain it before, because she couldn't figure out many things herself!

Later, she was heartbroken again and again, and hesitated to explain to him again!

Nowadays, I don't want to explain anymore!!

Heartbroken, Xia Qian didn't know how she ran down the stairs, she only remembered that she ran up the stairs and heard him angrily scolding - get out!

Get lost!

There is only one word, full of contempt, hatred, disgust, disgust!

It turns out that he is not cruel and cruel to her, ruthless, ruthless, and disgusting!

Out of the tea house, run in the direction of Liuyun Pavilion, the flowers and plants are luxuriant, and the trees are verdant.

In that verdant forest, there were a few very hidden big stones, and she and Lin Qianxue had sat here and chatted before.

Therefore, she did not hesitate to rush into the woods.

The tears in her eyes were still falling uncontrollably, and she gasped and slapped herself twice.

The weight of her hand made her hurt from her face to her heart, and finally it all fell into her mind.

The pus and blood on her face stained her hand and stuck to her cuffs, staining her snow-white clothes particularly harshly.

Xia Qian stared at her red and swollen palms and pus and blood-stained sleeves, and told herself through gritted teeth:

- Xia Qian, you can't live if you do your own evil, if you dare to commit cheapness, you will definitely not die well!

When her mood calmed down, she wiped her hands clean and carefully opened the box.

It was a three-stage wooden box, which looked dilapidated from the outside, but the moment it was opened, even she gasped.

Night pearl, cat's eye, seven-colored jade, and many exquisite and luxurious musical instruments, the most popular thing for Xia Qian is a piccolo carved from mutton fat white jade.

This flute is light and short, no longer than the palm, no thicker than the little finger, the jade is white and delicate, and the craftsmanship is even more ingenious.

She took it in her hand and looked at it carefully, and found that there were two lines of small characters engraved on it.

——There is a phoenix singing in Yishan, and there is a place for solo dancing

In the compartment at the bottom of the box, a few pages of rice paper were neatly placed, and when I opened them, I saw a few short poems.

Basically, they are all lyrical, which is not much different from the 300 Tang poems she has read!

"It's been almost two years since these poems were written, and the paper was yellowed. There are also traces of insect bites on it. Nothing special, why are you so careful to keep it. Is it a code word for joints? The original owner of this body is too rebellious, he dares to do anything!" When Xia Qian said this, she didn't hesitate to tear those pieces of paper to shreds.

In the sunlight, a tall, burly figure was cast on the grass, half overlapping her thin figure.

Xia Qian looked back and immediately stood up from the stone.

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