Qu Yan ran slightly Zheng, but then smiled faintly and shook his head. "No."

Yang E Huang said, "Sister, don’t lie to me. I know that Xiao Jiu’s pipa is for you."
Song yan ran asks, "so what? It’s just a poem. "Qu Yan ran turned away.
Yang E Huang shook his head and said, "No, sister, I’m not very clever in men’s and women’s affairs, but I’m not stupid. I can feel your affection for Xiao Jiu. If you and I can accept letting Xiao Jiu take you into the palace, you’re not worried about hurting our sisterhood."
"Into the palace?" Qu Yan ran listened to Yang E Huang and gently dialed the bangs on her forehead to cover up her heart fluctuations.
Qu Yan ran took Yang E Huang’s hand and said, "Sister, you are very touched by my sisterhood. I didn’t tell the truth just now. I admit that I like Xiao Jiu."
Speaking of which, Qu Yan ran paused, "But I won’t enter the palace."
"What?" Yang E Huang asked with puzzle.
Qu Yan ran said, "Maybe my sister thinks that jack shall have Jill is the best place for a woman to belong, but I don’t think so. If he is not the emperor and Li Chongjiu today, he is a farmer and a student, then maybe I will go with him to the ends of the earth."
Yang E Huang bowed his head and seriously thought about the meaning of Qu Yan ran’s words.
Qu Yan ran said to Yang E Huang, "Maybe some people think I am lofty, but I don’t think so. The palace walls are deeply into the palace, so I never did anything before. There was a noble or an Jieyu in the palace instead of everyone in the Jianghu."
"Maybe others think that I am a confidante and have a queen and sisters who will have a good home when I enter the palace, but it seems that when I enter the palace, it is no longer a song."
Yang E Huang said, "I see what you mean, but sister, do you really want to know?"
Qu Yan ran a captivating smile and said, "Only when the peony really blooms, my sister in Beijing is a graceful peony, but I’m just a floating ping. This world is where I belong and I can’t be born in the palace."
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Chapter six hundred and thirty-two Straight now eventually don’t doubt.
After Yang E Huang came out from the song Yan ran, Li Chongjiu saw Yang E Huang’s mind was heavy and asked, "E Huang, what’s wrong with you?" What did Yan Yan say? "
Yang E Huang shook his head. "It’s nothing, Xiao Jiu. I feel a little unwell and want to take Eagle back to the palace."
Li Chongjiu said, "Well, I’ll accompany you."
Yang E Huang shook his head and said, "No, my brother got a poetry meeting and will recruit talents for you. Please keep it and see if you don’t live up to my brother’s preparations and let everyone take care of it. Otherwise, the two of us will leave together when the famous flowers just opened."
Yang E Huang: When Li Ying returned to the palace, there was another wave of guards going to the famous flowers on the moon. In addition, Li Chongjiu had secretly ordered the military forces of Luoyang to patrol the city and send twips to ride around the famous flowers on the moon. Li Chongjiu was worried that someone would destroy Yang Chang’s poems this time, not himself.
Qu Yan ran in the attic, and Li Chongjiu drank a glass of wine. At this moment, Huan Pei rang softly in a plain yellow dress, and Qu Yan ran out with a pipa in his hand.
Li Chongjiu said in front of his finger, "Please sit down."
Qu Yan ran and leaned in front of Li Chongjiu. Li Chongjiu said with a smile, "I haven’t heard of Qu’s pipa for a long time, and I can eat it again today."
Qu Yan ran shook his head and said, "Although Quyi is good, it’s hard to find a bosom friend. You can have a bosom friend in your heart."
Li Chongjiu hurriedly said, "So I don’t dare to say that I am not proficient in Quyi. I’m afraid most people in the field are more qualified for your guidance than I am."
Qu Yan ran looked at Li Chongjiu with his pipa in his arms and asked, "If you are modest, you don’t need to sing a pipa. If you don’t know how to make this poem, how can you have today’s status if you don’t know this poem? When we are both unhappy — to the sky’s end met, you must have met each other. I think people were actually connected, but you don’t know how disappointed I am when I know that it is the King of Qi?"
Li Chongjiu’s face turned slightly red. "That’s because you know that the King of Qi was written by someone else. Have you ever thought that this poem may have been written by someone else?"
Qu Yan ran slightly one leng, but then hummed, "When you were broke, who gave you your place and I lied at this time?"
Seeing each other’s conviction that Li Chongjiu can resist color seems that he is so sorry. Bai Juyi acquiesced in this matter. Fortunately, Li Chongjiu didn’t plagiarize too many poems, otherwise he really became a literary thief.
Qu Yanran smiled slightly. "Let Yan Ran play a song, will you?"
When the song started, I picked up the pipa and flicked it a few times. The tune came out leisurely, with a long laziness, as if it were like a girl whispering to a lover, full of tenderness. Later, when the tune turned, something happened to the girl lover, and the sadness turned to tears and became gripping.
Li Chongjiu listened as if he had gone deep into the land. Finally, the song Yan ran commanded the five strings to make a long stroke and intoned, "In the past 30 years, I have been looking for a bosom friend, and the leaves have fallen back, and I have never doubted it since I saw the peach blossom."
After song Yan ran sang, she burst into tears like a little girl before Li Chongjiu.
A straight since I saw the peach blossom, now I don’t doubt that Li Chongjiu recognized Qu Yan ran and comforted, "Don’t cry."
Qu Yan ran shook his head and said, "The bottom of my heart is miserable and not happy."
Li Chongjiu laughed when he saw Qu Yan ran and cried. "I finally know that I didn’t know the king’s face for ten years before I believed Chan Juan."
Qu Yan ran listened to one leng and immediately understood the meaning of the word. It is very suitable that she didn’t know the king’s face for ten years before she believed Chanjuan to solve the misunderstanding.
Qu Yan ran’s heart is full of talent and resentment. "You men are so miserable. You also like to push the fault to women."
Li Chongjiu laughed. "I’m sorry to see you crying like this. It’s because I feel pity that I told you how many men can watch you cry without pity."
In Li Chongjiu’s words, he dallied with Yidun to make the song start Xiafei Cheeks.
"You …"
Qu Yan ran angry, but when he swung a powder fist at Li Chongjiu’s chest, Li Chongjiu gently took a backhand, but he grabbed Qu Yan ran and saw Li Chongjiu’s right hand, which was even more shameful and angry, regardless of his reserve. The other hand also swung out this good hand and was caught by Li Chongjiu.
See his hands were qu Yan ran eyes peep out one silk panic look, two people eyes crossed at that time all shocked Li Chongjiu bowed their heads and kissed.
Song Yan ran to see Li Chongjiu kiss. What did you understand? You were too shy to turn your head to avoid it, but where did you avoid it? Li Chongjiu took the hand to hold the jaw of Qu Yan ran and kissed her to prevent her side face from dodging.
Two people tongue-in-mouth song yan ran feel brain boom in a short while is a face like a flush, a pair of beautiful eyes give blurred to the left hand to exert oneself to press lee chong-jiu chest lee chong-jiu knows this woman’s affection for herself when she didn’t think much about the song yan ran across and walked into the small cabinet.
The red candle flickers when the clothes are left behind.
Seeing this, the bride at the door sighed faintly, and then went outside to tell people, "Tell outsiders that everyone can’t go on stage tonight."
"What, this can’t be? There are all dignitaries outside, and they are all coming to sing a song tonight. Didn’t you spoil everyone’s fun by saying that?"
The maiden said, "If you don’t come today, it will be the name of the month. Is this why you will run away and not achieve it?"
"Well," the other person’s face is resistant to retreat.
Mother looked back at the wing and smiled and shook her head without saying anything.
White silk clothes are covered with plum blossoms in the corners, and the sheets next to them are red.
Qu Yan ran condescending towards the pink neck in the inner bed, reddish like white jade. In the air, Li Chongjiu held Qu Yan ran’s lower abdomen with one hand and brushed aside her eyes with one hand. Moss laughed. "From today on, you have to call me husband."
"Husband? Who promised to marry you? "Qu Yan ran was ashamed and somewhat unwilling.
Qu Yan ran glanced at the bed and immediately closed her eyes, and a few tears seeped out. Although she had to join the brothel, she was arrogant and totally self-sufficient, so she kept her number and told herself that it didn’t matter what others thought of her, but she didn’t despise herself.
But I lost all my self-esteem and cried.
Chapter six hundred and thirty-three White Wolf City
Li Chongjiu guessed Qu Yan ran’s mind, "I don’t want you."
Qu Yan ran shook his head firmly. "No, I won’t follow you into the palace. My queen said that the name of the month is Qu Yan ran, but when you enter the palace, it is not Qu Yan ran."

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