After that night, he never came again.
She leaned on the table and played with the bronze mirror in her hand, and said with a smile: She also said that she would never mistake me.
This is the second time.
He pointed the bronze mirror at his face.
The right side was still the same as before, but the scar on the left side was too big, which changed the appearance of his entire face.
She thought: Forget it, I don’t blame you if I don’t recognize him.
Now that I’m like this, I don’t deserve to be standing by your side.
She still sings behind the screen every night as before, wearing her ghost face, singing the joys and sorrows of the world.
Recently, guests have discovered that the Ghost Faced Singer's singing voice has become lighter and lighter, as if she has escaped some kind of restraint, and the peace and contentment in her singing voice directly reaches their hearts as listeners.
This feeling is addictive, and more and more people come to listen to the music every night.
Although the madam loved money as much as her life, she was still worried about her in her heart.
It was early summer, and the albizia trees were in full bloom by the East Lake.
The madam knew that she loved the albizia trees in bloom, so she asked her servant to bring her a carriage and take her out to play and relax.
Knowing that this was the Madam's kindness, she did not refuse.
When she went out to play, she took off her ghost mask and put on a hat covered with black gauze to hide her appearance that would make children cry.
Standing under the acacia tree by the lake, she looked around.
After making sure that no one was paying attention to her, she gently lifted a corner of the black veil, revealing the right side of her face, and looked up to admire the flowers.
Looking at the pink pom-pom in front of her that was about to touch her nose, she blew the delicate flower into a mess, smiling like a child.
When her attention was attracted by the flowers, she was suddenly hugged tightly by someone from behind.
She was shocked and immediately fluttered like a rabbit, but the man was very strong and it was useless no matter how hard she struggled.
The man buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, and spoke with a trembling voice: Hehuan, it is indeed you.
She finally calmed down when she heard his voice.
But her voice was almost cold when she spoke: So what if it's me, you're already married, how inappropriate is it to hug a woman wearing a mask in public.
But he tightened his arms: Hehuan, I once thought you were no longer in this world.
It's great that you are still alive.
His voice was trembling, and he hugged her tightly.
She relented and gave up the idea of saying something more vicious.
She thought that this embrace, which she had not seen for many years, was still so warm, so it would be okay to let her indulge in it for a little while longer.
Taking a deep breath, reason finally defeated her emotions, and she used her best strength to break away from his arms.
She said: Our fate has ended.
From now on, I will not appear in front of you.
Please don't pester me again and treat your wife well.
He looked hurt: Hehuan, what have you experienced in these years, why would you say such things to me?
You know that I love you, and I want to marry you and stay with you for the rest of my life.
Will you be my common wife?
She smiled, and the smile under the veil had a mocking flavor that she had never seen before.
Father, what you said back then has actually come true now.
Sure enough, am I the only one keeping my promise?
Oh, after waiting for this man for so many years, this was the first time she felt it was so worthless.
Shaking her head, she said nothing more, turned around and left for the second time in front of him, her black gauze skirt was blown by the wind, and her figure was as free and easy as a cloud.
However, something she didn't expect happened that night when she returned to Hongxiu Tower.
No matter how she called in the dark room, the little maid who usually accompanied her did not respond.
She groped to the table to light the candle, but someone covered her mouth and nose from behind.
The man whispered in her ear: My master said that he wanted to marry you as an equal wife because you were blessed in your previous life.
Not only did you not know what to do, but you also embarrassed him in public.
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You really deserve to die.
Your living will only remind adults of his humble birth.
Therefore, in order for adults to live comfortably, girl, you have no choice but to die.
After saying that, the cold dagger had stabbed into her heart from behind.
When the dagger was withdrawn, the blood stained the white paper window red.
She threw herself down on the table in front of her, and what she touched in her hand was the cold bronze mirror.
The murderer snorted coldly, kicked her body that was gradually becoming cold, and walked away.
"Okay, the story ends here."
He cheered and let out a sigh.
Although he was mentally prepared, it was still burdensome to really recall it again.
After waiting for a while but seeing no response from the audience, He Huan had to speak again: "Hey, I said the story is over, at least tell me your opinion."
This kind of rude tone was naturally addressed to Nuanyang, and she didn't dare to provoke Jiusi. snap A water droplet fell from the sky and landed directly on the mirror, blurring Hehuan's vision.
"Hey it's raining" bang bang bang "Why are you crying?
If the mirror is wet, wipe it dry quickly."
Hehuan was helpless.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
While apologizing, Nuanyang used his sleeve to wipe away the tears that fell on the mirror.
But the time for a cup of tea has passed, and the tears of a certain fool show no sign of stopping.
In this regard, Hehuan was too lazy to ask her what she thought.
Jiu Si, on the other hand, finally couldn't stand it anymore and stretched out his right hand to cover her eyes that were swollen like peaches from crying.
White light flashed, the redness and swelling disappeared, and the tears finally stopped flowing.
"The hiccups finally stopped."
He let out a cute burp.
Nuanyang touched his eyes and told the master that his spell was very effective.
But when she glanced at Hehuan's face in the mirror again, her eyes began to turn red again.
"Hey, idiot, don't cry anymore, do you hear me?"
He Huan warned with a fierce face.
"I don't want to, it's sad to shed tears, but when I see your face, my heart starts to hurt.
When my heart hurts, my nose will feel sore.
I'm not an idiot."
Nuanyang sniffed, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Jiusi rubbed his forehead.
He had no choice but to let Nuanyang sleep for a while to calm down.
After tapping her sleeping point, Jiusi caught her fallen body and held her in his arms.
"Is this why you want to kill Xiao Kun?"
Jiusi asked Hehuan in the mirror.
Hehuan was silent.
When facing Jiusi, she couldn't say anything against her will.
"What if I told you that he wasn't the one who killed you?"
"What, how is that possible?"
He Huan screamed, she clearly heard it with her own ears.
"Xiao Kun's wife, the prime minister's daughter, is a jealous woman."
It was an extremely concise sentence, but she understood it instantly.
Jiusi's plain voice made her feel deafening, like a ray of sunshine shining through the endless haze and shining on her heart.
For a moment, she seemed to hear the sound of the ice sheet thawing in her heart
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