Doting the evil king and foolish concubine

Chapter 83
Xueshu gently closed her eyes, not daring to think about it.

The sound of the piano is lingering like the wind full of water vapor on a summer night, as if it is played by the ear, so close, the heart will tremble with it.

Huo Ran got up, and Xueshu strode over and suddenly opened the narrow back door of Wu's house.The long and empty alley was filled with mercury-like moonlight, and the sound of the zither came out from the dark courtyard not far away, as if with magical power, Xue Shu involuntarily lifted her foot and followed the sound of the zither.

Half a bamboo gate, towering pines and cypresses in the yard, the only room with an orange lamp floating in the air, and thin window paper, Xue Shu can imagine how the man who is as tall and tall as a mountain and as tall as a cypress under the window sill should be at this moment. Otherwise, how could a piece of "Long Lovesickness" be played so superbly and so exciting?

Looking at this familiar old house and courtyard, a wry smile crossed the corner of Xueshu's lips.The first two times, when he rescued her, she didn't pretend to think that no matter how late the night was, she would find her way when she went out. She never thought about why?
It turned out that this environment was the one she was most familiar with, once she raised her foot, she knew where to go without even thinking about it.It's just that she walked through the main entrance before, but at this moment, she is standing in the narrow alley at the back entrance.

It turned out that he had always been so close to her.

It is so close that it is within reach only across a narrow alley.

Is this his home?Shouldn't he live in the magnificent Qianji Mansion?

I went in twice, and there seemed to be no one else in there except him.

And the haystacks of the Wu family seemed to have extended here.

The chest was suddenly stuffy, Xue Shu felt a little timid, something was about to come out that made her breathless, she suddenly didn't dare to think about it, and the hand on the bamboo door seemed to weigh a thousand catties.In the end, she slowly let go, backed up a little bit, her eyes were sad, looking at the dark and towering ancient trees in the courtyard as if she was looking at a moat, she no longer had the courage to open the door and walk in.

Suddenly turned around and ran away, Xueshu didn't look back.

The sound of the piano behind him suddenly became chaotic and chaotic, and it was no longer as rich and peaceful as before.

"Ah!" Xueshu cried out in pain, caught off guard, her ankle tilted, and she fell down beside the damp gutter.

Is this God's will?

Why is it like this every time?

Xue Shu slapped the wet ground fiercely angrily.

Behind her, the chai gate sounded, and a gust of wind blew by. A pair of big hands supported her involuntarily, her voice full of anxiety and concern, "What's wrong? Sprained her foot again? Damn it's going down the gutter..."

Xue Shu suddenly trembled.

The next moment, without even thinking about it, Meng Jueran picked her up by the waist and entered the yard, kicked open the door, and put her on the chair, so fast that Xueshu didn't even have a chance to speak or resist.

Meng Jueran squatted down and naturally lifted her skirt and pulled her little feet, and quickly took off her shoes and socks, her white bare feet were indeed red and swollen.He frowned, took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, picked out a piece of ointment inside with his fingertips, and applied it on it with ease, kneading it with his fingertips slowly, without raising his head or speaking from the beginning to the end, as if everything was so natural But that's all.And his series of movements are smooth and natural in one go, as if he has practiced them thousands of times by heart, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with men and women not kissing each other.

Xueshu stared at him blankly, her mouth half-opened in astonishment, unable to speak, something suddenly rushed into her heart, making her gloomy heart suddenly tender, chaotic like a rain of apricot blossoms in March.

Xue Shu's crystal clear little feet were not as big as his palm, and he held it in his palm, as if he was holding a piece of high-quality mutton fat jade.The gentle fingertips inadvertently rubbed her delicate and intact feet, and Xue Shu's heart trembled accordingly...

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was so quiet that even the slight whistling of the wind blowing through the window lattice could be heard. It was strangely dull. Sweat gradually began to ooze from Xueshu's forehead. She shrank unnaturally and was held tightly by him. Little feet in the palm of your hand.

Meng Jueran also seemed to have suddenly realized something, and suddenly raised her head, just in time to meet Xue Shu's staring eyes.

Suddenly his face turned suspiciously red, he hastily lowered his head again, the movements of his hands came to a sudden stop, he was silent for a while, and suddenly became clumsy, awkwardly put on shoes and socks for Xueshu, and then put the white Ci's ointment was stuffed into her hand and she stood up, "No one has walked in the back alley for a long time, the road is uneven, you must be careful."

After speaking, he was eager to turn around and sit back on the window sill. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like fleeing.

Xue Shu grabbed his sleeve, "Who are you?"

Her hoarse voice asked strangely and abruptly, but Xueshu knew that he understood.

She raised her small face and looked at him expectantly, her eyes were black and big and sparkling like bright stars in the sky.

Meng Jueran moved slightly, and suddenly she didn't dare to look at her, so she turned half sideways, "As you can see, am I not a celestial master?"

His tone was deliberately cold, even a little self-deprecating.

With a strong hand, Xueshu pulled his sleeve and turned him straight, "I'll ask again, who are you?"

It's rare for her to be so persistent, staring, aggressive, and staring intently, as if he dared not say enough, she would...

However, with a flick of his sleeve, he easily got rid of her grasp, and even wiped out her persistence. After a flash of his body, he walked to the window sill and sat down leisurely. His hands trembled slightly on the strings, his expression Immediately, he looked like an old monk in meditation again, without the slightest disturbance, "Go back!"

In a tone that couldn't be calmer, he issued an order to evict the guest.It was as if Linglong's heart opened a little and then quickly closed it tightly, causing Xue Shu to grit her teeth and stare at him sullenly, there was nothing she could do.

As soon as he finished speaking, he restrained his mind and flicked another piece of music with his fingers.

This piece of music is like a dense and tenacious net that separates Xue Shu from his world.

Xueshu suddenly threw the ointment in her hand at him.

She got up resolutely and left, "Since this is the case, Master Tianshi will stop appearing in front of me with hypocrisy and hypocrisy. I don't even bother to see you again." After she finished speaking angrily, she kicked deeply and lightly arrogantly. out of the house.

Behind him, the sound of Meng Jueran's piano could no longer be calm. Suddenly, it sounded like a thunderbolt on the ground. can destroy everything.With a final sound, his fingertips pierced the strings like a knife, and the room instantly returned to silence.

Xueshu paused, snorted coldly, disapprovingly, turned around a big pine and cypress tree.

The next moment, a wall stood in front of her.

The cold and arrogant masculine aura is still like the rushing Milky Way water. All the oncoming people are his irresistible wildness. His majestic figure stands tall like a pine and cypress. Cover her deeply.

(End of this chapter)