C253 (1/2)
”Big sister, big sister. I heard that it was a great general who came looking for you today. How about it, are you interested? ” Fanling smiled and poked QiuCi's waist, laughing as she went over to make fun of her.
Fang Fang was still young, but she was still young. When she smiled, her eyes were curved and her mouth had two dimples.
At such a young age, she had long understood that the Incense Shop seemed elegant, but the interior was so rotten that it was disgusting. In order to protect himself in this place that ate people without spitting out their bones, he had to have the value of his existence. She had no one to protect her, and she did not want to be like the other children.
He was born in mud, yet the words were always clean. They were always perfect. She never used her to curry favor with those old masters, and there was also Master Shuiqing who did his best to teach her. Despite the lack of visitors, she still maintained her perfect posture.
”Don't spout nonsense, how could those people in the Feng Chen be moved?”
Lanqing's mother had taught her over and over again not to fall in love with anyone, not to be tempted. Her mother's tragedy definitely could not be repeated.
Fang Lin looked at her tightly furrowed brow and sneered. She would always look like this, and the more she acted this way, the more the young masters outside were willing to spend all their money just to make her smile. There was even a chance that the young master could win over a beautiful smile …
”Teenagers love good looks. ”How many people in this world are truly sincere when it comes to worldly affairs?”
That day, the autumnal lyrics continued to teach her how to play the zither as usual, but she didn't know why she kept making so many mistakes.
Fangling thought that she was once again moaning and lamenting about her life, she felt that there was no point in turning back. All day long the wind and the moon, for his own sorrowful spring and bad autumn of the noble young miss.
Lanqing stood at the side silently. She didn't like to laugh, but the person who could make her happy hadn't come. But, how could she dare to let Qiu Xi out? There was a net waiting for them to be caught.
”Miss Autumn Ci?”
Lanqing didn't know which day exactly had happened, nor did she know what Luo Tianhe had done. Ever since that night, the autumn words began to close the door to thank the guests, and no one else was to be seen. Lanqing could only knock on the door once every night to confirm that she was still there. She waited day and night for the autumn words to come, just for the sake of General Luo, who had been having fun for only a moment.
”I, Luo Tianhe, am willing to take the word of autumn as my wife. From now on, I will drink the words of autumn and water to my heart's content.”
At that time, Lanqing already had a premonition that she had missed out on a lifetime in a single glance at Luo Tianhe.
”During that time, that girl, Qiuxi, was still smiling.” Lanqing was immersed in the past, her eyes filled with grief.
The two of them were ambitious in their plans for freedom, but they didn't know that Xu Anguo had long reached out his hands for the Incense Incense Tower. And Luo Tianhe, was one of the most important players in this game.
Lanqing had once asked her out to ask for an answer, to wait in the rain and autumn for a night. But he never appeared again. It would be a year before he would come back.
She was covered in blood and was on the verge of death. It rained heavily that day, and autumn was lying alone in the muddy water. Lanqing felt so much pain that her heart broke.
”Autumn Festival …” Lan Qing held the tormented Qiu Xi tightly, not daring to bring up Luo Tianhe again. She did not dare to say anything, nor did she dare to ask. She only hoped that the little girl she had in her hands could regain some of her popularity once again.
She prayed day and night that the autumn would get better, and that the murderers would get their retribution.
However, before retribution could arrive, Qiu Xi had already snuck away. Only later did Lanqing find out that she had turned a blind eye to her indulgence in exchange for their farewell.
The only consolation he could accompany her was the child that the doctor had examined in the sickroom during autumn.
Lanqing thought.
However, she did not know whether the child was alive or dead. Fortunately, Ji Wu Ye had managed to get her back. It was not in vain that she forcefully dragged on for so many years, whether she lived or died.