"Is it possible that it's a bitter trick?" Mo Chubai took out a blood-stained walking stick from his sleeve and put it on the table for Wanrou to see.
Wanrou took the walking stick and looked at it for a while, then placed it back on the table, then raised her wine glass and touched Mo Chubai's wine glass, and said bluntly: "Tonight, let's have fun without mentioning these unpleasant things."
How are things going?"
"Just what I wanted." Mo Chubai smiled knowingly, put away the stick, raised his glass and drank it all.
It felt like they were back to the time they had a drink together at Zuixiang Pavilion. The eyes they looked at each other seemed to still be affectionate, but something essential had already silently changed.
In this palace where they can't help themselves, they don't know what will happen in the next moment. Especially Ruolan Wanrou, who is in danger now, she can only have wine tonight, get drunk tonight, have fun tonight
Just enjoy it.
"It's such a pity that in such a beautiful time, my hands can't play the piano and sing a song to cheer everyone up." Wanrou looked at her palms wrapped in gauze, and the sadness in her heart overflowed again.
She had suppressed herself well and didn't want to miss the ruthless emperor anymore. But every time she saw this injury, she would think of how he treated her back then, so cruel and ruthless, which broke her heart again and again.
Broken, disappointed and then turned into despair.
"You have a good singing voice, and singing a song can't be done with your hands. How can you not do it?" Qiu Siyu really wanted to help Wanrou regain her self-confidence and find more joy.
"Your right hand is injured, but my right hand is intact. If you want to play the piano, I will lend you my right hand tonight. Why not?" Mo Chubai gently placed his right hand on Wanrou's.
On his right hand, he looked at her with tender eyes.
Wanrou seemed to suddenly understand why she fell in love with this man in the first place. She just fell in love with his tenderness and sense of belonging that made her feel at ease and relied on. Huangfu Jin, on the other hand, was addictive.
I can't quit the poison, I can't lose it, and I don't want to let myself get close to it and fall into it again and again.
"Bai, I seem to regret it." Tears suddenly filled Wanrou's eyes, and a forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Yes, she regretted it. But she did not regret choosing Huangfu Jin in the end, but regretted participating.
During the competition at Zuixiang Pavilion, I met these two men, which changed my life.
"Wanrou..." Qiu Siyu's hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and she worriedly called Wanrou, who was about to cry.
"It's okay, it's all over... If you really feel pain, tell us and we will take you away from this sad place." Mo Chubai finally couldn't help the impulse in his heart, and looked at the man in front of him who was thinking about his dream.
She held her son tightly in her arms, gently soothing her emotions.
"It's useless, you can't go back. I am no longer the innocent Ruolan Wanrou, you are no longer the free and unrestrained Mo Chubai, and he is no longer the overbearing and loving Huangfu Jin. Everything has changed.
No more, the love is gone..." Wanrou bit her lip tightly to prevent her tears from flowing down.
"Stop talking, didn't you agree that we would just have fun tonight? How about we compose a song together?" Mo Chubai held Wanrou's shoulders and stroked her hair with his warm hands.
Qiu Siyu couldn't help but burst into tears when she looked at Wanrou like this. It can be said that it is easy for her and Huangfu Jin to fall in love but difficult to stay with each other! What a pity it would be to miss them just like this?
"Yes. My Ziyinqin is in the room. Could you please go in and take it out?" Wanrou suppressed her tears and looked at the gentle Mo Chubai in front of her with a smile.
"Purple Sound Qin?" Mo Chubai was a little surprised when he heard the name of this Qin. Legend has it that Purple Sound Qin and Qingyin Qin are made of ancient precious wood and are very spiritual. The two Qins have always been the same.
Yes, most of the holders are couples.
Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, Mo Chubai carried the piano and the table out. Seeing him looking at the purple musical instrument in shock, he looked like he couldn't put it down.
"Sure enough, it is an ancient precious wood. It feels very similar to the Qingyin Qin! Wanrou, come and sit." Mo Chubai stroked the strings gently, and a pleasant sound overflowed. He stood up and took Wanrou's hand.
, leading her to sit next to him.
Wanrou's hands were naturally placed on the strings. Realizing that her right hand was injured, she laughed to herself and put it down again. Mo Chubai realized her thoughts and put his left hand around her waist, lovingly
He glanced at her and placed his right hand on the strings.
Wanrou didn't speak, she just made eye contact with him and began to gently pick the strings with her left hand. After a short period of scales, Mo Chubai also followed her rhythm and played the strings.
Qiu Siyu held her chin in one hand and listened carefully to the slightly sad tune. She held the dishes on the table with one hand and put them into her mouth to chew. Mo Chubai was also wondering why Wanrou chose such a song.
Playing. But in fact, she is so suitable for singing the lyrics of those sad tunes.
As Wanrou's plaintive voice sounded, Qiu Siyu actually felt choked up. "It's as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you have two minds, so I came here to fight. Today's drinking party, the water head of Mingdangou, is dancing.
The ditch stops, and the ditch water flows east and west. It is miserable and sad. There is no need to cry when marrying. If you want to marry the one you love, you will never be separated. The bamboo poles are curling, the fish are sifting, and a man is loyal, so why use money?
What is the sword for?"
The two played the piano and the harp in harmony, creating a scene of harmony, but unfortunately they had different thoughts. At the end of the song, Mo Chubai raised his hand to wipe away Wanrou's tears that had already fallen, and finally blurted out the words in his heart: "
Wanrou, come back to me."
Before Wanrou could reply, a clear and domineering voice sounded outside the door that she would never forget: "I'm not allowed!"
Huangfu Jin was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with a kingly aura around him. He clenched his hands and looked at the woman he loved so much with intense eyes. If you look carefully, you can see that his eyes are slightly red.
God knows, he stayed outside the door all night, listening to them drinking and having fun, talking about their two children. When Mo Chubai proposed to take her away, his heart rose in his voice, fearing that she would agree; listening to what she said
Unable to go back, his heart sank; until she sang "White Head Yin", he really couldn't help but want to come in and see her.
He was afraid of her leaving, afraid of being alienated, afraid that in despair she would sing a farewell song and say goodbye to you! Then he would really resent himself for the rest of his life.
"Why are you here, get out, get out. I don't want to see you!" Wanrou suddenly seemed to be stimulated, she stood up, pointed at Huangfu Jin, and cursed angrily.
"Why do you come to irritate her? Just leave first!" Qiu Siyu was afraid that Wanrou would lose control of her emotions. She immediately walked to Huangfu Jin and wanted to persuade him to leave. However, she saw that his eyes were red and he still had the forbearance.
The tears that persuaded him suddenly stopped moving forward.
"My Wanrou is singing "White Head Song" and accusing me. If I don't come again, I'm afraid she will resent me for the rest of her life! How can I allow you to resent me for the rest of my life? So when I come, I will stand by you.
In front of her, Ruolan Wanrou." Huangfu Jin stepped forward and appeared in front of her with a heart of atonement.
"It's a joke, I don't need to resent you at all! I've made it very clear, right? From now on, we will never have anything to do with you." Wanrou shook off Mo Chubai's hand holding her and looked at Huangfu Jin resolutely.
, the message revealed to him in his eyes was - determination!