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17. Oiran's Day and Night 17
Qu Feiqing organized a funeral for his younger brother, with a delicate face that was very cold, and there was no sorrow.
For Qu Feiqing, unimportant people have no value to make her feel sad.
Su Xin looked from a distance now, and frowned as she watched Qu Xingchen put on a linen and filial piety for his father.
The prince committed suicide. It was not well-known when it spread out. Qu Feiqing was just a little brother who couldn't think about it. He was under house arrest. He had food and drink, and he could take his son to train. She still couldn't figure out what she could do.
Qu Xingchen's chin was pointed and his eyes were red. He was only eleven or twelve years old, and he looked much more mature than before. He knelt beside the coffin, his whole person seemed to be shrouded in a dark shadow.
Qu Feiqing swept across his body, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
In the third year, Qu Feiyun married.
Qu Feiyun is not too young anymore, but Qu Feiqing didn't force her to do her own way.
Qu Feiqing was asked to marry him. It was the general's second son, a brave young man.
When she was about to get married, Qu Feiyun came to look for Su Xin, looking like a young girl waiting to be married.
"I understand, it turns out that the way my emperor sister looks at you is really like looking at your wife."
After knowing it, Qu Feiyun said excitedly that the second son of the general's family looked at her in this way, and she couldn't help but be moved.
"The kind of relationship between you and my emperor sister?"
Qu Feiyun had never thought about that, but now that he thinks about it, it is quite strange.
"Ok."
Su Xin nodded lazily.
Qu Feiyun is about to marry, and there is one less person in this palace who can speak with her. He has nothing to do and can only read more books in the future.
"Then you and my emperor sister have a good time, you must not run."
Qu Feiyun patted Su Xin on the shoulder.
"If you go to marry yours, you have to remind me to remind me that you told her a few years ago, right?"
Su Xin rolled his eyes.
When Qu Feiyun got married, it was so lively, Qu Feiqing gave a lot of dowry, and the general's wedding gift was not bad.
"Do you want to?"
Qu Feiqing stood with his hand shouldered, tilting his head to look at Su Xin.
Su Xin was taken aback and shook his head.
It's all forms, and staying together is enough.
It's really hard to tell the world about their identity.
Qu Feiqing's position was not at all peaceful, and I don't know how many people were watching from behind, and Su Xin didn't want to cause more troubles.
There was no princess in the palace who was always smiling, and no one was screaming like a sparrow, Su Xin, who was not used to it.
A few days later, when Su Xin opened her eyes, she saw the scroll standing by her bed with a sad expression.
After seeing Su Xin opened his eyes, the scroll hurriedly covered his expression, looking stiff.
"Scroll, what's wrong?"
Su Xin sat up with his elbows and rubbed his eyes.
Scroll shook his head, biting his lip as if to cry.
"Has anyone bullied you?"
Su Xin was a little nervous seeing the scroll.
"Will the girl marry in the future?"
Shuju asked in silence for a while.
"Huh? Didn't you know that I was with her?"
Su Xin wondered why Shujuan asked such a question, and suddenly remembered that Shujuan was no longer young, and she had reached the age of marriage, so she couldn't wait for her in this palace for a lifetime.
"Shujuan, do you want to leave, or do you have someone you like?"
Scroll paled, his expression dimmed.
"Shuju should also think of..."
Scroll murmured to herself, the empress was so obvious that the girl still couldn't see it, let alone her.
"Ask the girl to wash, then take a shower and change clothes."
Scroll bent down and sighed.
Su Xin was a little confused, and went to the bath after washing, knowing what after washing.
After taking a bath, Su Xin put on his prose clothes and walked out with wet hair.
The scroll went up to dry her hair, and shortly after breakfast, Su Xin's hair was almost dry in the warm sun in the courtyard.
When Su Xin asked the scroll to tie her hair, the scroll did not move, so she asked her to change clothes first.
"The girl should change her clothes first. When the girl has changed, the scroll will dress you up."
The clothes on the tray are bright red, so colorful, they are wedding clothes.
"Qu Feiqing..."
Su Xin had already guessed that she picked up the clothes, no matter the fabric or the style, they were all superior.
She clearly said that she didn't use it, Su Xin curled up her lips and put on a wedding gown, she had never experienced it.
The scroll quietly looked at Su Xin, who was wearing a wedding dress, and blinked slowly. This body was not worn for her, nor could it be worn for her, she had known it a long time ago.
In fact, she never expected a girl to look back at her. More than once, she thought about what the girlโs future would look like. Maybe she stayed in the brothel to be an oiran, she became a mother when she was old, or married as a concubine. Or, as said in the script, when you meet someone you like, she wants to stay by the girl's side, no matter what the ending of the girl is.
She had never thought of this. The girl was far away from her own country, away from the original town, and came to the palace of another country. She had an unclear relationship with them, the queen.
Girls can accept girls, but she still has no chance.
Perhaps as far as the girl is concerned, she is just a very heartfelt servant. She has always been aware of her identity and dare not expect anything.
But on this day, she couldn't even lick her wounds alone if she wanted to escape. She had to put on beautiful makeup for her girl, then watch her with her own eyes and walk towards another person.
Su Xin saw the Scroll's dumbness, and thought about its reaction.
Master Fourteen, shouldn't the scroll like the original owner?
[It looks like it is. ใ
What Shujuan likes is the Xue Yao who rescued her from the suffering, not Su Xin.
Su Xin has a good memory. She remembers that when she first walked through, the scroll said that she seemed a little different.
But most people don't think of rebirth and crossing, and it is even more impossible for the ancients. After all, this kind of thing is too mysterious.
Has the original owner disappeared?
ใOk. ใ
Su Xin waited for the scroll to put her makeup on. Many people and many things were not what people wanted. Su Xin could not help the scroll.
The person Shuju likes is dead, and now living in this body is Su Xin who is trying to play the role of the original owner to help her fulfill her wishes. Su Xin doesn't like Shuju, but thinks she is a pretty cute girl, nothing else. No.
Since don't have that kind of mind, don't have to say more. Su Xin is staying with Qu Feiqing now, and it is considered that they have recognized each other's status and confirmed the relationship.
The scroll carefully helped Su Xin put her makeup on, and when she was done, she put her hair in a bun.
After everything was done, it was still daytime.
When it was auspicious, the scroll covered Su Xin with a red hijab.
Su Xin got on the soft sedan and was carried to a place.
Su Xin felt that the sedan chair stopped for a long time, she lowered her head, and a thin white hand appeared in her sight.
She gets along with the owner of the hand day and night, naturally knowing who it is.
Su Xin was carefully led off the sedan chair by Qu Feiqing, because he couldn't see the road and could only move in Qu Feiqing's direction.
"If you visit me, then you have no chance to go back."
"I know."
Only one tablet was placed in Gaotang's position, which belonged to Concubine Qu Feiqing's mother.
Worship the world.
Second worship Gaotang.
The couple worshiped.
Sent into the bridal chamber.
When worshipping, Su Xinโs forehead and Qu Feiqing collided, and they will be together in the future. Life will inevitably be bumped, to be happy.
Su Xin's memory that night was exceptionally clear, the shaking red candles, the hi characters posted, and Qu Feiqing with dazzling brows.
The flamboyant red fills the entire space, and the tangled kisses go from the corners of the eyes to the lips.
Make hair with you, rejoice with you.
Su Xin's life is like a sweet dog abuse drama, but it comes to an abrupt end.
That day, they had known each other for fourteen years.