The night was deep, the inn was silent inside and outside, Jingmo held on to the carved railing, walking slowly and aimlessly, the whole person lost his soul, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he walked forward and walked to the door of his room.

Hearing the sound of the door, Qu Lian looked back and smiled at Jing Mo Yanran, who looked sluggish: "I'm back, thinking that you drank a lot of wine, I made a sobering tea and waited for you to come back." ”

Jingmo's heart was originally like ashes, but at first glance, when he saw this gentle and delicate smile, his heart suddenly warmed, and he sat next to Qu Lian with his face covered, and smiled bitterly: "Qu Lian, it's still your best." ”

Qu Lian held the hibiscus tea cup and handed it to Jingmo's eyes, her fingertips were slender and white, more delicate than the hibiscus-colored tea cup, the rich tea fragrance was swirling, and the steaming heat was thick, Qu Lian's face was shrouded in it, and her smile was particularly delicate and gentle: "You drink a little, otherwise you will have a headache tomorrow, and it doesn't matter if it's a big thing." ”

Jingmo swept Qu Lian's fingertips with one hand, passed the tea, and put it on the square table without taking a sip, only staring at Qu Lian's smiling and gentle face, and sighed: "Qu Lian, you are always so knowledgeable and interesting, which is pity." ”

Qu Lian's face was full of shame, and she lowered her eyes and smiled: "What you said is like Luo Kui doesn't know what to do." ”

Jing Mo covered her face and said with a wry smile: "She, she will only fight and kill in this life, where will she know how to know and know." ”

Qu Lian raised her eyes with a smile, but when she saw the blood on Jingmo's lips, she exclaimed: "Oh, you, what's wrong with you, you're injured, hurry, show me." ”

"Don't, don't look at it, it's ugly, it's embarrassing. Jingmo covered his face and refused to let go.

Qu Lian couldn't help but pull away his hand, looked at the half-swollen face in a daze, and burst into tears without saying a word: "You, you, who hit you, yes, is it Luokui." ”

Jing Mo pointed to the other half of his face, grinning bitterly, and gasped with a hint of pain: "This is Ah Kui's beating, she has a small hand." Su Zi hit him here, and he was really ruthless. ”

Qu Lian wept while wetting the veil, carefully cleaned Jingmo's face, and said resentfully: "This Suzi, how can I beat you, I, I." She angrily threw the veil into the copper basin, splashing water stains all over the ground: "I, I'll go to him." ”

Jingmo grabbed her hand, pulled her back to his side, and said with a smile: "What do you go to do with him, what do you say, can he listen to you, he only listens to two people in his life, one is Guan Neihou's, and the other is Ah Kui's, Qu Lian, I know you feel sorry for me and treat me well, don't go to him to humiliate yourself." ”

Qu Lian timidly stretched out her hand to stroke her swollen face, and kept crying: "That, that, then forget it." ”

Jingmo's face was gloomy, forget it, how could it be like this, since he was a child, he has never been humiliated like this, even his grandfather was reluctant to beat him, he said silently, there are many days in the future, today's humiliation, and wait for the next day, he pressed Qu Lian's hand on his face, and sighed: "If you don't forget it like this, what else can you do, I can't scold him, and I can't beat him." He looked at Qu Lian intently, and said: "I only hope that after getting married, Ah Kui can change his personality and be as knowledgeable as you." ”

The candle flame swayed fiercely, like whose heart hurt hard, such a cool autumn leaf is destined to make people feel distressed, some people will be cold, and some people will have other thoughts in their hearts.

Qu Lian pursed the corners of her lips, pinched a piece of eight-treasure cake and fed it to Jingmo's mouth, and said with low eyebrows: "Isn't the duty of the girl's family to be humble and gentle, and to serve a good official after getting married." ”

Jingmo's heart warmed for a while, and sighed for a while: "You know the truth, but Ah Kui doesn't understand, I really don't know if her brain is used to sacrifice to the heavens of the incense burner, she can only hold the nothingness that can't be touched, but she can't hold the days that can be touched." He thought silently, how good it would be if Luo Kui had Qu Lian's three points of tenderness, if Qu Lian had Luo Kui's three points of family history, how good it would be, and how good it would be if he could enjoy the blessings of Qi people. He was in his heart, this idea was absurd, Luo Kui was resolute, and he couldn't tolerate this, so it was better not to think nonsense, so he shook his head, drove out the ridiculous thoughts that shouldn't be there, and said, "It's late at night, you go back early and rest." ”

Qu Lian showed a look of horror, shook her head and glanced out of the door, and her delicate voice came out: "Jingmo, I, I'm a little afraid, I'm afraid that the black fog that chased me that day will come again, I, can I stay in your room for the night." ”

The shadows of the trees outside the window are swaying, the face in front of him is beautiful, Jingmo's heart is rippling, and he hesitates for a while, Qu Lian can't sleep on the ground, and he has just recovered from a serious illness, so he can't sleep on the ground, this is really against etiquette, he looked sideways at the wide bed, folded two beds of bedding, and it was more than enough to sleep two people. ”

Qu Lian smiled sweetly: "Jingmo, you are so good, with you protecting me, I will feel at ease." ”

On the carved four-pillar bed, there is only one light red moire pillow, and a concubine-colored cluster flower thick brocade bedding. Qu Lian was stunned for a while, turned around and went out, and soon came in with a water-red cluster flower in her arms and a thick brocade futon sprinkled with purple flowers.

She lay on the bed and spread two quilts. After only being shy for a while, she widened her long red coat full of embroidered golden flowers, only wore a pink middle coat, sat on the edge of the bed and hung her head, her cheeks flew up and flushed, and she said shyly: "It's not early, just rest." ”

A pair of bright candles under the window were burning, and the candle flame swayed fiercely.

Jingmo's heart shook violently with the soft whisper, and the slightest strange emotion climbed into his heart.

He raised his hand and widened his carmine tuanhua coat, only wearing a moon-white satin shirt, and sat side by side with Qu Lian on the edge of the bed, muttering ominously.

Qu Lian raised her head, glanced at him with a sparkling eye, and then quickly lowered her head, and her small earlobes turned red in an instant.

Jingmo slowly raised his hand and pulled off the red gold entwined flower beads and golden phoenix hairpins between Qu Lian's hair, black hair like green clouds, like water drooping when he landed, and the faint daughter incense that penetrated the bones swept madly across his heart.

Qu Lian lowered her head, moved to the bed little by little, and got into the purple flower-sprinkled thick brocade futon on the inside, closed her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled shyly.

Jingmo breathed a sigh of relief, blew out the bright candle at the head of the bed, and the room was dark, only a little dim moonlight peeked in from the long window. He rested his head on his arms and turned his face sideways to look at Qu Lian, Yuehua sprinkled lightly on her face, extremely tender like water, and couldn't help sighing, as if he had ten thousand regrets: "Qu Lian, you are so good-looking." ”

Qu Lian suddenly opened her eyes, her apricot eyes seemed to be immersed in mist, and she was happy and angry: "Isn't the sunflower beautiful?" ”

Nature is beautiful, but the beauty is exceptionally cold, there is no fresh air and no fireworks, not delicate and not attractive, Jingmo suddenly remembered a sentence, the beauty is not in the skin, he said in his heart, maybe Luokui is the one who is beautiful in the bones, he can't see through it, he silently looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who seemed to be contaminated with night dew, and felt pity: "It's not as beautiful as you." ”

Qu Lian's small chin slowly rested on Jingmo's shoulder, the silk satin was smooth and slightly cold, and she sighed: "Although she is not as beautiful as me, you still like her and don't like me." ”

Do you like it, maybe, Jingmo sighed faintly in his heart, he asked himself, whether he likes it more, or obsessed more, he really doesn't know it, he has known each other since childhood, he has her in his heart, although she is cold, she is not close to people, stubborn and harsh outrageous, but after all, she has her own unattainable power and wealth, marrying her, he can enjoy his life without hard work. He touched the tip of his nose, if all these things outside his body were removed, she was just a cold girl who was not beautiful enough, dull and boring, perhaps, maybe he might not be so willing.

Jingmo turned sideways, looked at Qu Lian in a daze, and suddenly had a delusion in her heart, such a tender girl is the one who should marry home and live a life. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, rubbing Qu Lian's smooth face in the dark, and sighed with emotion: "If you were her, how good it would be." ”

Qu Lian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, she knew that Jingmo was hurt by Luokui tonight, and her heart was cold, and a little tenderness and honey could warm her heart, her soft eyes flashed with all kinds of affection, and her soft voice contained a deep temptation: "Jingmo, you, like me." ”

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled little by little, Jingmo suddenly straightened up and put down the royal blue brocade curtain. He approached Qu Lian with his hand, the tip of his nose was almost touching the tip of her nose, his starry eyes looked straight at her, and gently spit out a heavenly voice: "I like it." ”

These two words were Qu Lian's dreams, and once they came true, she didn't believe her ears, and she couldn't help but widen her apricot eyes, and sighed: "Again, say it again." ”

Jing Mo slowly approached Qu Lian's ear and exhaled a warm breath: "Qu Lian, I like you." ”

Jingmo is not an untrained teenager, he also received a room girl when he was in Yangzhou, and he also had a few dew loves, he regarded it as ordinary, the young master of a big family in this world, can have a few concubines who do not have a room.

But since he decided to come to Qingzhou, he has cut off the past with them in tears, and he came with the intention of living with Luokui wholeheartedly. Who would have thought that after coming to Qingzhou, Luo Kui not only never mentioned marriage, but also didn't even call him nearly half a point, and he felt aggrieved in his heart.

The moonlight outside the window is like Qi, slowly entering through the window, shining on the slightly swaying royal blue brocade curtain, the curtain is embroidered with a large flower of delicate acacia flowers, the curtain moves slightly, the flower shadow is swaying, and the beautiful scenery fills the room.

On this day, near dusk, the shadow of the sun is slanting to the west, a wisp of smoke swirls into the air, the door is empty, through the crack in the door, you can see the figure of the clove busy in the stove, Luo Kui pushed the door open, leaned on the door and shouted with a smile: "It's still the rice fragrant of the clove burning, I'm going to starve to death." ”