Chapter 22: Breakup (2)
Just as he was about to stroke her rosy cheeks, he suddenly saw a big knife flying towards him mercilessly, and Feng Yan dodged in panic.
The cold light on the blade reflected the moonlight on the water and nailed it straight into the tree trunk.
The knife slashed through, instantly separating him and the princess. The man looked back coldly at Ning Zhu, whose wounds had not yet healed, and his cynical face darkened again.
If one does not dodge in time, the blade can really take one's life. Feng Yan squinted his eyes and saw that the princess was there, so he did not fight back against the woman.
"I'm flirting with the Lord, why are you interfering?"
"Do you think you can tease the Master?" Ning Zhu asked back in a cold voice, not willing to be outdone. She covered her wound with her hand and stood up straight in pain.
A mere Fu Zhao Right Envoy actually came to meddle in such trivial matters. Feng Yan usually disliked Ning Zhu, and this was even worse now.
He frowned and replied jokingly, "How can you tell I'm teasing you? I treat you sincerely. How can you understand my feelings for the princess..."
"Hmph..." Ning Zhu walked to the side of the big knife and took it down with one hand. Although his forehead was sweating, his momentum was not reduced at all. "I won't delve into whether it is true or not. If you dare to disrespect the master, I will peel off your skin!"
"There is no woman in the world as rude as you. All the girls I have seen are gentle and affectionate. None of them is as annoying as you..." Feng Yan sighed in disgust, pretended to be thinking, and sneered as if he had suddenly realized something.
"Oh, I forgot, you are not a woman at all."
If these two met, they would quarrel for three days and three nights. Chu Qingluo secretly held his forehead and let them quarrel. Feeling the coldness in the forest, he wanted to go down the mountain to sleep.
"May I ask if you two have had enough of arguing?" She calmly put the medicine into her sleeves, adjusted her thin clothes, and said goodbye leisurely, "If you haven't, then keep arguing. I'll let you quarrel in the deep mountains and forests all night, and I won't stand by and watch."
Ning Zhu suppressed her anger and said to her respectfully, "My Lord, take care and be careful on this night road."
"Remember to think of me a few more times before you go to sleep..." the other man added playfully.
Chu Qingluo chuckled when she heard the words, but didn't take it seriously. She returned to the pavilion and fell into a light sleep.
She woke up several times that night, and the scene of the country being destroyed and the family being ruined, with the rubble all over the ground, appeared again in her dreams.
The hatred grew deeper and deeper, seared into her bones, and trapped her hopelessly.
It's almost time. After years of planning, revenge will soon be achieved. At least that Sun Zhong must pay the price to wipe out the hatred in her heart...
Nightmares seemed to haunt her every night, haunting her clear dreams. She simply stayed awake, trying to calm her myriad thoughts. When the east was already bright and the morning mist had thickened, she would go to the zither hall to practice a few tunes.
One morning, she happened to see this pretty girl walking out of her boudoir and trying to go down the stairs to the side of the attic. Meng Ying'er hurriedly called out to her, fearing she might have seen her wrongly. She rubbed her eyes and said, "It's so early in the morning, where are you going?"
Chu Qingluo stopped in her tracks when she heard the voice. Seeing the maid's sleepy eyes, she replied, "I'm going to the zither room to practice a little. I'll be accompanying the master into the palace in three days, and I can't hold everyone back."
"But it's too early! Even breakfast hasn't been served yet..." Meng looked at the sky, which was turning pale, and couldn't help but admire it. "You are so busy practicing that you have no appetite. The master will definitely be pleased to see this."
"He wouldn't..." She murmured a few words in reply, lowering her eyes and smiling bitterly, as if she had something unspeakable that she hadn't yet expressed.
The beautiful woman in front of her might have really been angry with Mr. He. Recalling Mr. He's gloomy expression in the hall, Meng Ying'er could probably guess a thing or two, but as for what the quarrel was about, she had no idea.
The girl smiled, her eyebrows curved, which made her feel relieved. She took the opportunity to say a few more words on behalf of the master: "Don't look at the master as serious on weekdays. When he lowers his eyebrows and laughs, he is more dazzling than the full moon in the sky. I have seen it."
Her thoughts instantly went back to the alley many years ago. Meng Ying'er recalled what she had seen at that time. After a glance, she could never forget the teacher again.
"That day he stopped at a zither workshop in the East Market. I happened to pass by and saw him leaning forward slightly, his fingertips lightly skimming the strings. When he heard certain notes, his heart was filled with joy, like a god untouched by dust."
This girl fell in love at first sight...
Chu Qingluo looked at the pretty face with gentle ripples in her eyes, and knew that Meng Ying'er had really admired Mr. Qu for a long time.
"That's why you admire the gentleman and decided to come to the Music Bureau to learn the piano." She raised her eyebrows jokingly and replied meaningfully.
Meng's ears immediately turned red. She lowered her head and muttered for a while, "Qing Luomo has revealed my thoughts..."
"I won't say much anymore. I really need to go to the piano room to practice. I'll chat with you later."
Her eyes turned to the empty and deserted Qin Hall again. The palace banquet was about to begin, and she needed to think more. Chu Qingluo hurriedly said goodbye to the maid, and walked towards the main hall while thinking.
If Qu Hanjin really falls in love with her in the future, she wonders whether that girl will bear a grudge against him... Thinking of this, she became a little worried again.
Look at the girl's expression every time she talks about the master, she is so happy. If she knew that it was she who used a trick to take the master away, Meng girl would probably hate him for a while.
But it doesn't matter. She joined the Music Bureau to avenge her hatred. She doesn't care about the so-called sincerity and the so-called vows.
It's better if the girl hates her so much that she won't be involved in it in the future.
Entering the main hall, she carefully looked at the placement of the various Yaoqins, and her eyes sank slightly.
His eyes were looking at Xu Anyao's piano.
Killing someone with a borrowed knife is a brilliant plan. The Xu family's daughter has been spoiled and should face the consequences...
Chu Qingluo looked at the strings for a long time, then slowly sat back at his piano seat and played the melodious music.
After more than an hour, the ladies on the list came into the hall and took their seats. After whispering for a few times, they silently practiced the music for the banquet.
Early in the morning, I heard the sound of a zither coming from this place, and it continued for a long time. I guess it was Miss Chu practicing music. Xu Anyao turned his head to look at her, thinking about what the master had asked him to do. He walked to her side and said something unpleasantly.
"The master instructed me yesterday to teach you, a person as difficult to carve as rotten wood," she said coldly. Although the daughter of the Xu family said it with regret, her face was full of pride. "Even the master is unwilling to teach you personally. You really have great ability..."
The news that Miss Chu could no longer enter the side hall spread somehow. People thought that she had angered the master and could never go back to her former life.
Seeing this person abandoned by the master, Xu Anyao said with pity: "If this song "Pingsha" is ruined because of you, do you think the master will still let you stay in the mansion..."
"If Miss Xu is here to mock or ridicule me, there is no need to do so. The master hasn't spoken a word to me for several days, and he hasn't even let me step into the side hall." Knowing what Xu Anyao was thinking, Chu Qingluo frowned and smiled slightly, and bowed her head after she finished speaking.
"I'm not a threat, and I can't take away what Miss Xu likes."
"You...when did I ever say that you would take away my preferences?" As if her thoughts were revealed in one sentence, Miss Xu laughed coldly, looked at the women around who were peeking at her, and shouted loudly.
"Besides, you didn't even look in the mirror. You think you can compete with me? It's just a foolish dream!"
She didn't take it to heart and replied respectfully, "It was my fault for not thinking carefully and my words were inappropriate. Please don't be offended, Miss Xu."
Now that the girl had lost her master's protection and was speaking so sincerely, Xu Anyao's hatred gradually faded and he could no longer make things difficult for her.
Then she straightened up, coughed lightly, and put her complaints aside: "I will play twice first, you must watch carefully."
With this, in the eyes of everyone, her feud with the eldest daughter of the Xu family seemed to be written off. Even if something unexpected happened, and the young lady of the Xu family was in trouble, few people would suspect her.
Chu Qingluo calmly learned the piano music, and did not forget to praise it a few times during the process, which made Xu Anyao smile and became more happy to teach.
The teacher did not come to the piano hall today. Only the servant came with a message, asking the young lady in the mansion to practice on her own. She felt that she had not seen that solemn figure for a long time.
It's time to add fuel to the fire and ignite what the gentleman wants and desires so that it can never be extinguished.
After the class was over, she went back to her private room alone to find something, then came to the side hall and politely greeted the servant.
Fu Guang slowly shook his head, not moving aside, and whispered awkwardly, "Master has given orders that Miss Chu can no longer enter this place."
"I know," Chu Qingluo replied politely, pulling out the item she had just taken from her sleeve and handing it to the servant. "Please give it to the teacher for me and tell him that I will not bother him again."
What she handed over was a paper bag containing tea leaves picked by the master himself, which was given to her by the master when she first entered the elegant room.
She had never opened it, and her intention at this moment was to return it intact.
"What is this?" Fu Guang watched for a moment, but didn't dare to raise his hand to take it. He said vaguely, "I dare not accept it. Miss Chu, please give it to the gentleman yourself."
Seeing Jing Rou laugh, she explained slowly, telling Fu Guang not to panic: "It's just a bag of tea. I took it unintentionally before, and now I want to return it to you, sir."
"I understand. I will pass it on to you, sir." After hesitating for a moment, Fu Guang finally accepted it and bowed to her in return.
The elegant hall at the end of the corridor is surrounded by a faint fragrance, and the flowers in the courtyard are surprisingly bright, and their beauty is also elegant, which is really pleasing.
The hall was still silent. Qu Hanjin was turning the pages of the book silently, but he hadn't read a single word for a long time.
It was not until he heard light footsteps on the corridor that he raised his head coldly and saw Fu Guang walking towards him respectfully, stretching out his hands and offering something to him.
Fu Guang pondered for a few moments, as if recalling what Miss Chu had said, and reported respectfully, "Sir, this is something Miss Chu asked me to give to you. She said she took it unintentionally, and now it is returned to its original owner."
The moment he saw this thing, he was stunned. He looked at the paper bag that she had given him when they first chatted casually, and did not take it for a long time.
It took so long that Fu Guang's hands became sore. He coughed quietly, and then he suddenly accepted it, with a hint of darkness in his eyes.
She actually wanted to return even such a small thing. This move was to completely draw a line between them and him...
The last quarrel chilled her heart, and she wanted to end things with him.
Qu Hanjin fell into silence, thinking over and over again, and suddenly asked, "Did she say anything else?"
"Say...say she won't bother you anymore."
Fu Guang frowned and thought deeply again, then seemed to remember something and hurriedly told the truth.
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