God, don't be so arrogant

Chapter 66 The Scholar and Peony

Lin Chen heard those two people's conversation as if no one was there, so he moved a chair consciously, sat in front of the window, and listened quietly with his ears open. Occasionally, he glanced at Ning Xia's side face, and secretly laughed in his heart.

Yu Tian was overjoyed, and said: "This time you guessed wrong, Miss Guan is a good person, after learning about the scholar's relationship with Mudan, she even persuaded the scholar to go back and bring Mudan to Beijing.

Although the scholar left, when he thought that Peony had been ruined by others, he was furious. Although Peony was the rich man when he was poor, it was also a stain after he became famous. "

"The scholar asked Peony to change her name and surname, and she could not tell her story in front of anyone. If she married her, she could only be a concubine."

Ning Xia frowned, and said coldly: "Hmph, this scholar is so inhumane, Mudan has paid so much for her, yet he is so ungrateful."

"That is to say, Mudan was originally from a scholarly family, so she was born with a high heart and arrogance. If it wasn't for the scholar, she would never have dedicated her body. Mudan would not obey the scholar's request even more, so the two had a child." rift."

Seeing what Yu Tian said with gusto, Ning Xia glanced at the time in confusion.

If he had to finish talking about it, it might be the year of the monkey.

But it was too impolite to interrupt him, so I could only insert a few sentences from time to time to speed up the development of the story between the scholar and Peony.

"What happened to Peony?"

"Peony looked back on her life, and suddenly realized that she had made a mistake in her infatuation, but she was unwilling to let her go, so she thought of a trick in a fit of anger."

"Trick? What kind of trick?"

"She asked the servant girl to buy some poison, and after she was going to perform the ceremony of husband and wife with the scholar, she drank and committed suicide. After the spring, autumn, moon and cloud and rain in Wushan, Peony saw the pity in the scholar's eyes, and she was reluctant to do it after all."

"She was wearing a red gauze of more than ten feet, wearing a peony flower mask when she was dancing, and she was sitting quietly on the bed with her back to the scholar."

Speaking of this, Yu Tian seemed to have seen the real scene, his eyes were very focused, his fingers slowly closed and he stared at the curtain beside him tightly.

Said in a deep voice: "The scholar was looking at the moon by the window, and when he turned his head, what he saw was the bloody peony at the corner of her mouth. Her brows were tightly frowned, and her right hand was covering her chest. Her eyes were first filled with remorse, obsession, unwillingness, and then relief."

When Yu Tian said this, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, as if he was watching Peony's appearance before he died, and the kind of distress and pity were indescribable.

Ning Xia opened and closed his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to him to suit the situation.

Yu Tian turned his head, looked at Ning Xia quietly, and said, "Do you understand? What I want to paint is the appearance of Peony before she dies."

After listening to the story, Ningxia sighed in her heart. This story is a bit like the Rouge Button starring her brother and Anita Mui.

It's just that one is suddenly unaware of living in the world, and the other is living in the world full of guilt.

Ningxia's heart was a little heavy, and she couldn't help but sighed softly, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death to agree."

Using the scene to express her feelings, Ningxia suddenly remembered the day she and Su Wenhao parted.

I still remember that the sun was quiet that day, and he was as quiet as a picture, standing quietly on the attic balcony, clean as the sun.

She was as humble as dust, crawling on the ground under the coercion of the big dog, covered in dust.

In a blink of an eye, two years of gratitude and longing, two years of heart-to-heart bond, were buried deep in the soil at that moment, and disappeared from then on.

(End of this chapter)