When I got out of Rong'an Hall, the breeze blew, and my mind cleared up a little.

Qi Mojing felt that he was not far behind him, and he was not close to Shi Jin, and slowly stopped.

He stiffened his face, turned his head, and was about to scold her, but saw her spread out her hands, "I made sobering candy today, do you want to try it?" ”

Her eyes were black and white, and at a glance, Qi Mojing took the candy like a god.

The candy wrapped in oil paper still had her residual warmth, he only took one, and the sweetness with some osmanthus fragrance spread on the tip of his tongue, and even the depression in his heart calmed down a little bit.

Qi Mojing's heart moved, "Do you want to see Haojing's night?" ”

Shi Jin looked up and looked at him a little blankly.

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A quarter of an hour later, the two were standing on the street of the night market.

There are all kinds of lanterns around, and under the fireworks in the world, Haojing City is like a picture scroll of bright lights, stretching out.

Shi Jin wore a small dress, went up the bridge with Qi Mojing, stepped on the bluestone paved water-soaked walking path, and stopped at the crowded place to watch the night view of Haojing.

Qi Mojing was born very well, once he stopped, there were always women who stopped with him, and the place where the two of them settled was more lively than other places.

Looking at the second master's slightly embarrassed appearance, Shi Jin somehow smiled a little.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Siren was like this, and he couldn't help but shake her hand, and together they parted the crowd and headed towards the river.

On the river, there are also painting boats like clusters, and the four corners of the painting boat are hung down in turn, casting a string of red light and shadow on the river surface.

With the light of the oars, the red light and shadow broke apart little by little, and with the ripples of the water, the red light points suddenly condensed as before, reflecting the singing and dancing on the painting boat.

Qi Mojing hugged her lightly, only a few toes tacted, and the two of them went to the deck like dragonflies in water, and their mother, who had already had the scent of fat powder, led a dry singer out to greet them.

Shi Jin was slightly cramped, and only pulled the jade buckle on his waist with his hand, refusing to let go.

Fortunately, Qi Mojing didn't stop much, but only explained that his mother led the two of them to the second floor of the painting boat, and found a waterfront guest room, pushed the window and leaned against the railing, and was facing the full moon outside.

Shi Jin had never seen such a night scene, and he couldn't help but grab the window string with both hands and look out of the window almost obsessively.

Outside the window of the Golden Silk Bamboo Shadow Xuan, there are brilliant fireworks rising from the ground, in the dark night of the river, blooming in a brilliant moment, and quietly exiting, only the lingering charm is long.

She was in the middle of it, and Second Master Qi's wide palms touched her waist less than the width of a palm, and through the silk shirt, fanning the scorching fire.

Shi Jin couldn't help but shudder, wanting to escape, but heard him say, "Don't move, look outside." ”

When she looked up, she saw the fire trees and silver flowers rising from the ground, and the brilliant brilliance shook the sky and the earth in an instant, reflecting the whole riverside as if it were day.

Shi Jin was amazed, only to feel that a slick of his ears saw a vermilion red bean earring hanging in his ear. Qi Mojing smiled with some unknown meaning on her lips, and her slightly cool hand stroked the broken hair around her ear with some cold and ambiguous untouched worldliness, and put the other earring hairpin to her ear.

Such a second master was even colder than before, which made her feel even more trembling.

It was a kind of innate sharp intuition that the prey was surrounded by hunters, and Shi Jin instinctively wanted to escape.

She staggered a few steps in panic, her cheeks reddened, and looked up at him. Qi Mojing only felt that he was disappointed in his arms, and he was not annoyed, he sat by the table top woven by the window, poured tea freely, and pecked lightly.

is so relaxed, it seems that she is making a big fuss.

casually beckoned to Shi Jin, "Let's come and have tea." ”

Shi Jin hesitated and sat on half of the bamboo chair, his expression slightly restrained. She pondered it again and again, and finally asked him, "Second master, ......"

Whether the master treats the slave well or badly is the fate of the slave. But such intimacy is ultimately inappropriate.

Qi Mojing glanced at her lightly, although that glance was far away and empty, it had a sense of oppression, forcing Shi Jin to stop his mouth and only hang his head to pour tea for Qi Erye.

For a time, the whole painting boat was the quietest here, and the laughter of the surrounding benefactors and singers was endless.

Although Qi Mojing's face was not obvious, her heart was slightly hot at the end, so she asked her, "Can you be good at dancing?" ”

In her previous life, because she was favored by the Hu family, she wanted to ask her to go back to open her face to Brother Heng, she was crying and red-eyed, and she had no choice but to use her body as bait, dancing on the rockery under the moon, just to lure him into the game.

At that time, he was also cold-hearted, only indifferently looking at her pale face, trembling hands undressing, her long gown dancing in the wind, taking off her embroidered shoes in the night, only a pair of thin white feet, stepping on the cold and sharp stones, enduring the pain, like a butterfly.

From time to time, someone passed by from a distance, and she panicked and wanted to pick up the floor clothes, but he stopped her with three points of interest, "Go on." ”

She held back her tears, with a belly full of humiliation, stretching her graceful posture, so white that she was dizzy, and she swayed in a charming arc.

What really made him feel was that she opened a pair of black and white eyes, which were full of panic and begging, full of tears, with a small light, little by little into boundless despair, gradually dimming and silent.

His heartstrings twitched, and with the sound of footsteps getting closer, he finally untied his cloak like a charity, covered her head and face, and picked her up horizontally.

Everyone said that the second master didn't like women, but since the day of the fight, there has been a young girl in his room, a young girl who has no name or even a shirt.

The memory went back, and the little girl who was fidgeting with her lips pursed in front of her and the young girl who hugged him in her mind gradually merged, and he heard his own voice ask her, "Can you be good at dancing?" ”

The little maid at this time is naturally different from her previous life, she only opened her innocent eyebrows, and said confidently, "Back to the second master, the slave will not." ”

Qi Mojing grinded his back molars, and felt a pity in his heart, poured tea again, suppressed the dryness in his heart a little, and said with a faint mockery in his voice, "That's really a pity." ”

Shi Jinzheng exhaled to himself, and the second master waved a pair of big hands on her head, and the ebony hairpin used to fix her hair was torn off by him, and her long hair fell suddenly.

She couldn't help but exclaim, hugged her head with both hands, stared at a pair of eyes, and looked at the second master with a slight annoyance.

The beauty frowned, which is also unique.

Second Master Qi ignored her, and played with the ebony hairpin in his hand, looking focused and serious.

Shi Jin couldn't, holding his scattered hair with one hand, and reaching out in front of him with the other hand to beg, "Second master, hairpin." ”

His gaze wandered, and he stopped at her for a moment, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, "Dance a dance, and the hairpin will return you." ”

Shi Jin was so angry that he couldn't do it, and because of his identity as a master and servant, he just stood aside with his head down and didn't talk.

"What? Unwilling? There was a little more oppression in the second master's words.

Shi Jin's head hung lower.

Just when Second Master Qi felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to do it today, the woman in front of him moved.

The clothes on her body were a little funny, but they didn't prevent her from dancing to the moon. Long hair like a waterfall, accompanied by a slender waist, is actually interesting.

Tea is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk, Qi Mojing's eyes are getting darker, just like before.

Vaguely, he felt that Cui Shijin was a poison, a poison that he had to drink to quench his thirst.