Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 123: She was injured

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Lou Qingwu and Xia Houqing went to a Qinyiju not far from the Mansion of the Third Prince, and came to a wing on the second floor. They sat next to the window, and outside was the largest Donghuai River in Kyoto, because it was not late into the night. Only a few painting boats stayed on the river, moving with the wind, very poetic and picturesque.

I have to admit that even if Xia Houqing has left Kyoto for a few years, his every move in Jingli is still under his control.

Just looking at the Qin Yiju he chose, you can see his scheming, a place that is extremely pleasing to the little girl, even if people in a bad mood see this picturesque scenery, The mood will not be too bad. What's more, the man in front of him is also good-looking, plus he can speak and a few words does not fascinate the little girls who have been in the boudoir for a long time.

"Qing Wu, come and taste this pastry, to see if it suits your appetite?"

Xia Houqing picked up a pair of clean wooden chopsticks and placed it on the plate in front of Lou Qingwu. The pastries are made of three colors, fragrant, and have a faint plum scent, but they don’t look like it. .

Lou Qingwu took a bite. The entrance of the pastry is polarized and the fragrance leaves between the teeth. It is top grade.

She nodded, put down the wooden chopsticks, and smiled at Xiahou Qingdan, "It is indeed the three-color cake of Qin Yiju, combining the lightness of lotus seeds, the delicate red dates, and the fragrance of winter plums together. Eat It's memorable."

"Haha, as long as Qingwu likes it, it's not futile I tried all these places one by one."

When Xia Houqing said these words, he looked at Lou Qingwu deeply, her dark eyes gleaming, reflecting her figure, giving people a feeling of bewilderment and concentration.

Lou Qingwu looked back straight, with soft brows, and lowered his eyes after hearing what he said.

From the perspective of Xia Houqing, she brought a bit of shyness from a woman, "How could the third prince eat everything? Don't play a joke on Qingwu."

Xia Houqing’s eyes deepened, and his voice was soft and almost soft, "Qing Wu, how could I make fun of you? I can guarantee that every word I say is sincere. Only a beautiful woman like you, Qingwu, can be worthy of the pride of plum blossoms and let people have a look..."

——Qing Wu, you are the best woman in the world, and only you can truly help me like this.

Xia Houqing’s words came to Lou Qingwu’s ears like a nightmare. Her expression was so cold that she would turn into a demon in the next moment, biting the opposite man’s neck fiercely and sucking his blood. Xia Houqing was still talking affectionately, but it was a pity that the woman on the opposite side kept her head down and couldn't see her expression clearly, but her hand on the table seemed to be tense, she kept holding it, with a slight tremor. A flash of pride flashed in Xia Houqing's eyes, and he deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice sound more pleasant...

Lou Qingwu's chest was violently ups and downs. She still overestimated her ability to withstand Xiahouqing. As soon as she heard his voice, she wished to paste all the three-color cake that had only been eaten in front of him. Face.

But she knows she can’t...

Just when Lou Qingwu couldn't help but want to shut him up, a piano sound suddenly came from his ear.

Qing Qing Ling Ling’s voice was like a clear spring expelling the filth in her heart. She slowly calmed down, and when she raised her head, a small blushing face quickly raised her head to look at Xia Houqing again. Turn away quickly, "Where am I so good, the third prince is just joking about Qingwu." After speaking, as if he had just heard the sound of the piano, he quickly turned to the beginning and looked out the window, "Hey, there seems to be a piano sound. , It’s pretty good, so why don’t we go take a look too."

Stay with Xia Houqing again, she is afraid that she will really do it.

Xia Houqing looked at her nervous look, knowing that her goal for today had been achieved, and she couldn't take it too quickly. He glanced out of the window and saw the parked boats. A strange light flashed in his eyes: "Okay, let's go take a look."

When Lou Qingwu and Xiahouqing arrived at the Donghuai River, a painting boat happened to pass by. Xiahouqing rented a boat and went on board with Lou Qingwu.

The painting boat moved slowly, and Lou Qingwu tilted his head and looked out the window, getting closer.

The sound of the piano seems to be clearer. Qing Ling's voice is inexplicably familiar. Following the sound of the piano, she looked at a boat not far from them and said: "Let's go over there."

In places where Lou Qingwu couldn't see, Xiahouqing's smile deepened, "Okay. Boatman, take the boat over there."

Pointing to the painting boat coming from the sound of the piano, Xia Houqing directed it.

Lou Qingwu seems to have been immersed in the sound of the piano, with her eyebrows drooping quietly, her handsome profiled face, giving people a sense of beauty in time.

The afterglow of the setting sun gleams on her face, giving it a bit of illusion.

Xia Houqing looked over inadvertently, and suddenly remembered the "Shen Li" he heard at the Furong Festival. His eyes fell on the Yaoqin not far away. He took it and placed it on the table in front of him, with slender fingers. Press on it, and with a light stroke, suddenly, the original song "Feng Qiu Huang" sounded beside Lou Qingwu.

Lou Qingwu's body suddenly stiffened when she heard it.

Turning his head, staring blankly at Xia Houqing, who is focused and serious on the opposite side, his face is like a crown in a dark blue brocade robe. When he is not smiling, he brings a bit of solemn majesty, but the corners of his mouth evoke At that time, she was a little bit childish. Xia Houqing was like this. At that time, the song "Feng Qiuhuang" captured her heart that was already in her heart. From then on, she never changed. It's a pity that his love is not worth the money.

Lou Qingwu looked at him quietly, with a dazed expression without expression, but it was exactly like this, as if he had been captured by the sound of the piano.

Xia Houqing's smile deepened. He raised his head with a soft smile on his brows and eyes, looking at each other deeply, as if the woman in front of him was really the woman he wanted infatuated.

It's a pity...

The woman in front of him has long been unwilling.

In a place that Lou Qingwu didn't know, the two painting boats got closer and closer, and finally they almost lined up side by side, while the man in the painting boat opposite, who was lazily obsessed with the wine glass, glanced at the "Feng Qiuhuang" inadvertently. , But when he saw the men and women who were looking at him affectionately, Mo Tong suddenly shrank, and a dim light flashed by inside, and his whole body gathered an uncomfortable irritability.

Not far from the man, the strings in the hands of a glamorous woman dressed in red reached the final tune, finishing perfectly.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

I just don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional. Her fingers touched the strings and cut the fingertips. The blood dripped from the fingertips. It looked very pitiful. She opened a pair of delicate eyebrows that flickered. Flickering at the man opposite Qingjun: "Brother Ye, I'm hurt..."