Chapter 92 It's hard to hide the enchanting posture in plain clothes, and the memory of the person who strokes the piano

How can there be a piano sound in the barracks? Who is playing the piano?

Song Lian looked out magically! Luo Xuan's cold eyes also showed curiosity rarely.

"How can anyone play the piano?" Annihilate!

While talking, Song Lian walked out of the tent. I stood up and followed the sound and walked out of the tent.

Good night smoke outside, three or five jade toad autumn.

The moon is like a silver plate, hanging far away in the blue night sky. The moonlight falls quietly like frost, quietly burying everything on the ground. Only the sound hovering over the creatures of all things seems to be full of people's feelings for a long time, and they are unwilling to rotate for a long time.

Looking back at the wild geese, it has been a long time since Wangchuan, and the person who touches the piano remembers it.

The moon is like a human, sitting calmly, and the plain clothes can't hide the enchanting posture.

Under the frost of the silver plate, the man was dressed in light blue plain clothes. He was next to the soldiers patrolling in the barracks. He had a magnificent temperament, holding the five strings in his hand, and fluttering the strings in the wind. It's like a fairy in the world.

Ao'er was stunned and couldn't help sighing softly.

"The night is wide, the moon is bright and the moon is hanging high, the ice and snow annihilate the rivers and the sea, and thousands of birds sing together. Feng Yiyi, sparrow chanting, clear shadow cold, sword falling dance plate, green apricot wine, wine broken intestine, broken intestine bitter wine glass boiled green apricot, Sansheng stone, stone drifting tears, drifting jade stone broken three lives.

The sound of the piano fell, and the woman's slightly sad voice came from the distance. It was the sound of the piano just now, with a few words.

Nian Nujiao was dressed in white and raccoon yarn. The breeze blew the corners of her clothes and hunted with the wind. She was as flawless as a jade beauty, and her footsteps were light, and she approached Mo Youchen steadily.

Seeing me standing at the door of the tent from afar, there was a smile at the corners of my mouth.

"It's a good match!" Annihilator looked at the two people in the moonlight and said infatuatedly.

Hearing the words, Luo Xuan looked at the annihilation coldly.

Yu'er Xu felt something from Luo Xuan and stuck out his tongue, but he couldn't hide the envy in the corners of his eyes.

Although the piano sound just now is excellent, and the scenery is also a rare opportunity to find it. But my mind is not here.

The moon scenery like tonight on the grassland can be encountered almost every night. And tonight, the full moon night is also a good time and place, and there is nothing to suspect. But although Mo Youchen is good at strings, why did he choose to hang the injured piano tonight, not in his own camp tent, but outside the military camp tent.

On a full moon night, such a night is so beautiful, but one person can't sleep all night and can't escape the pain of eating bones. Suddenly, I felt irritable. No matter how beautiful the moon is, I finally lose the temperature in my eyes. It's okay if I don't look at it! Then he turned around and walked to the tent!

"I'm afraid it's hard to find a bosom friend!" Behind her came the voice of Nian Nujiao, which was more indifferent than Yuehua. Although the voice was soft as the moonlight, it was really no joy or sadness, and there was no emotion in it.

Mo Youchen did not answer Nian Nujiao's words, and there seemed to be a sadness in his voice: "Yuer... Can we talk about it?"

The irritability in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, and I'm even less in the mood to pay attention to other things: "It's getting late. Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Then he went into the camp.

Xuan'er and Luo Xuan originally followed me into the camp. I feel depressed. I want to stay alone and let Luo Xuan and Ao Er go back to rest as soon as possible.

The next morning, I felt my face cold. When I opened my eyes, I saw Mo Youchen's knife-like face, and his hands kept rubbing on my cheeks. There is endless melancholy in his eyes. I should have been surprised, but at this time I couldn't say the indifference in my heart. He sighed heavily: "When did you come? I don't know how to wake me up!"

Mo Youchen didn't say anything to me: "I don't know how to go to bed. I actually sat at this table and slept all night!"

Only then did I find that I was holding my arms with my hands.

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ps: I've been really busy recently. The originally planned stable update can't be implemented. I was escorted to work by my uncle. I don't know when I will be free. That's all for tonight. I won't stay up late if I have to go to work tomorrow. The content of this chapter is not finished yet. I'll make it up for you tomorrow night...

Dear friends, have a good time reading...

I smiled faintly at the corners of my mouth. Want to get up. But Mo Youchen's face is still indifferent, and his eyes are indescribably deep, and he can't see what he is thinking. He gently brushed a ray of hair from my temples behind my ear. He just looked at me for a long time and said hoarsely in an inaudible voice, "You hate me, don't you? At least he will hate me because of the death of Chengyu and Hanmei!"

Hate? Hate!

Chengyu and Hanmei are dedicated to protecting the Lord, only seeking a corner of peace for the rest of their lives. But how tragic is it to die because of you and me? Although the mother's concubine was in the harem of Shu, she was indifferent all her life. Unexpectedly, she was brutalized by Hu Qingning and had to fall into the brothel. I just wanted to be as free as a flying swallow on the beam. You don't control it secretly, which made me have to listen to Ximenque's arrangement to marry the couple with a piece of paperwork with you. Nominally, I am so honored. Once I was selected, I was full of joy. In fact, I was deeply trapped in a cage and had no freedom. I also had to fight wits and courage with Hu Qingning, step by step, and suspense about life and death.

Mo Youchen, would you like to tell me that the grudge between your Mo family and my Murong family is just a word of hatred!

I'm so tired! I didn't want to hate, I didn't want to live so heavy. But can the souls of Chengyu and Hanmei under the wine spring want peace? Can the mother's concubine be away from the palace for a long time? Would you like to let go of my humiliation?

However, after all, we are still half-brothers and half-sisters. It's not that I can't feel the love that you won't give up. It's my fault that you fall into this incoherent love!

I'm so tired of living! What kind of anger and resentment, what the life and death of the people, what is cold and gorgeous, saving all people and water and fire, this has just been a scam and a lie from the beginning!

Master, have you ever thought about my current situation? There is a dilemma!

At this point, I closed my eyes deeply, hid the unbearable fatigue in a soft sigh, and shook my head faintly and said, "I just hate it. As early as more than a decade ago, I should have died on the riverside of the water!"

A palace change more than ten years ago. At that time, when Murong Yu was still Gusu, it was the maid of honor of Qingxin Hall who saved me and Ye Yu with her life. Although he escaped from Hu Qingning's clutches. But on the bank of the water, Xiao Qingci fired thousands of arrows and wanted to shoot his son with his own hands! Uncle Nanfeng protected us with his own body.

When I fell into the river, Ye Yu and I were washed away by the broken river, and I met my master downstream. It was the master who brought me to the fantasy continent, which sealed my memory for five years.

What a saint of the Huai Kingdom, what a cold and gorgeous country, what to protect the country and save the people, this is a huge conspiracy!

Mo Youchen seemed to think of something, and his hand suddenly paused: "On the bank of the river? More than a decade ago...?"