C81

Mu Xuechen had no choice but to let go of Ruo Ruo's hand. "Ruo Ruo, tonight, I …" He had already decided to buy her this night. He would help her every day. Thinking about last night, his heart ached a little. If that was the case, then he might as well marry Qin Zhiqing back at Anyang Mountain.

He didn't know when, but he realized that his expectations for Ruo Ruo had changed to more than just songs and songs. There were also some things he couldn't say, but he knew that Ruo Ruo was special, just like the song she was singing. It was just that special, it wasn't something that could be said easily.

Shaking her head, she said, "Young Master Mu, go back quickly. Ruo Ruo knows your heart, but there are some things that will never happen again. Ruo Ruo will take care of it herself." She had never been a person who would yield. She knew that if anyone was missing in this world, the Earth would also change. However, what needed to be cherished must be cherished, what needed to be hated must be hated and what needed to be done must be done.

The tactful rejection in her tone slightly startled Mu Xuechen, "Ruo Ruo, let me do it for you." The first time was at Anyang Mountain, and the second time was at the Fragrant Pavilion. Both times, he hadn't saved her. Just thinking about it made her feel regret.

He shook his head again, "If you are really doing this for my own good, then please leave." After he had finished speaking, Ruoruo turned around and walked towards the Moon Gate. Her expression was one of determination.

That day at Anyang Mountain, Qin Zhiqing had ordered someone to take him away and chase him out of Anyang Mountain. He had been guarding the area outside the mountain the entire time, but only later did he find out that it was as if he had been robbed during the wedding between Qin Zhiqing and Ruo Ruo. He chased her all the way back to the capital, but didn't expect her to be sent to the Fragrance Pavilion.

He was getting more and more unable to figure out what was going on with that person, Xi Men Rui Xue.

However, the more illustrious a person was, the more they would do something for their own purposes. Perhaps, Ruo Ruo was just hinting at something by staying in the Fragrant Pavilion.

But he didn't think of it at the moment.

It was rumored that the Third Miss of the Qin family had sold herself to a beggar last night. Therefore, when many of the nobles heard that tonight was a night to perform the zither music, they came out of curiosity, wanting to see what Qin Zhiruo would look like after a night of metamorphosis.

However, when Ruo Ruo walked over, her calmness and calmness was something that no one could believe.

The veil covering her arm had already been removed, and even without the slightest bit of blood-red allure, it did not affect her beauty in the slightest. Looking at her, it seemed even more elegant and refined than before.

She silently sat in front of the zither. Tonight, she was only responsible for playing the zither. As for everything else, she would not accompany her.

As her fingers pointed down, her eyes changed and the music started to play. She actually used the zither in front of her to play the modern Beethoven's "Symphony of Fate". There was a huge difference between the zither and the western musical instrument, and the "Symphony of Fate" was a music that seemed to be filled with great strength, but now, it seemed like the zither in front of her was playing it.

She didn't feel anything out of the ordinary about it, but when her finger landed, it only increased her strength. She just wanted to use this zither music to tell herself that her fate was in her hands.

In a place like this, if she came, she could also leave.

The music that Ruo Ruo played was something that no one had ever heard before. They were used to listening to her melody, but at this moment, it suddenly turned into a strange melody that seemed to be narrating their fate. Everyone present found it strange, and Cui Er glanced at Ruo Ruo before quietly walking to her side.

Ruo Ruo acted as though she didn't hear him, continuing to play her music. She didn't care whether the men in front of her understood her or not. Her goal was to make them not understand her and it would be best if they started a ruckus.

If she wanted to go to the darkroom, Aunt Hong was the one who warned her. No matter what, she couldn't miss the three days of peace and quiet. If possible, she wanted more.

Very soon, someone slammed the table and stood up, "Since when did Fragrant Pavilion become so unskilled? It can even make such a mess of music. Your father will refund you, refund you." Someone began to make trouble.

"Miss …" "Young lady …" Cui Er shouted, she just wanted to wake Ruo Ruo up.

"Step down." She didn't panic because of the man's shout. On the contrary, she was even calmer.

Cui'er had no choice but to retreat, but Ruo Ruo's "Symphony of Fate" didn't have any intention of stopping. Although using this zither to play was a bit out of place, she was still able to play it, but when it completely blended into the notes, she suddenly felt that all the instruments were connected, as long as she put her heart into it, she could play a different kind of feeling.

This kind of music, if it were someone who understood music, they would only appreciate it and not cause trouble. However, the people who came to the Fragrant Pavilion had never wanted real music, they only liked to listen to music that could relieve the boredom.

Below the stage, things were getting more and more chaotic. Some people were trying to add fuel to the fire, afraid that the situation would become even more chaotic.

Seeing that she was about to lose control, Cui Er became anxious. Although she was anxious, she wasn't anxious at all.

Finally, someone couldn't help but wink at their follower.

However, Aunt Hong arrived in just a few moments.

He brought a few brawny mama along, "Qin Zhiruo, stop right now. Are you trying to tear down this old lady's stage? "Come on, drag it down for me. Go and get Qing Yan to come and take care of this." He decisively gave the order. It was Qin Zhiruo who provoked her, so she wouldn't be polite. It looked like this inexperienced person wasn't going to have any big scenes.

Ruo Ruo couldn't stop because the two mama had already gotten close to her without saying a word. One of them grabbed her arm. "Miss Qin, please."

As she walked away, Aunt Hong spoke apologetically to the guests with a face full of smiles. She was polite, but if she didn't feel anything, it was on purpose.

After being dragged around for a few steps, Qing Yan walked up to her. As she walked past, she spat at her without any trace of politeness, "Shameless little hoof."

This scolding did not have a name or surname, but even a fool could tell that Qing Yan was scolding him.

She didn't even want to say it. Right now, she was wholeheartedly going to the dark room to hide for an entire night. Then, she would find a way to wear it back to the modern world.

Or she could make another colorful stage, and maybe she could put it back on.

That was because she was on the same stage as the lights on the stage were constantly changing into countless shapes. Then suddenly, she was on the same stage as well.

Although he had just dated, and although he didn't have any feelings for her, Xing Fei was still a lot better than these ancient people. He exuded the special temperament of a musician, the kind of man who would make girls fall in love with him and go crazy.

But she didn't even have time to date him.

Now that he thought about it, he really wanted to try that kind of stage. However, how could there be such a beautiful and flickering colorful light bulb in this brocade shop?

No, not even electricity, let alone that.

Ruo Ruo was dragged to a small room at the side and stopped by two mama. They were probably waiting for Aunt Hong.

She didn't struggle and allowed the two of them to support her. This was what she wanted. This time, she wasn't being stubborn. This was her own way of saving herself.

She could rely on no one.

"Qin Zhiruo, you asked for this, not me forcing you. Come, let me hit her with a stick for twenty. Be careful, other than her buttocks, don't let me damage any other parts of her body. Her body is of use to me."

Ruo Ruo became flustered. "Aunt Hong, didn't you say you were going to send me to the darkroom?"

"What is it? You like going to the darkroom? "

Only now did Ruo Ruo realize that she had said the wrong thing. "No, I beg you, Aunt Hong, I don't want to go to that sort of place." Hurriedly changing her previous attitude, she couldn't let Auntie Hong see that she liked to go to the darkroom. Otherwise, maybe Auntie Hong would go in the opposite direction and not let her go.

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't want to go, but you still want to go after beating twenty. It's just that, the one going isn't the dark room, it's …" Aunt Hong paused, looking at Ruo Ruo with a smile. She was following the Empress' wishes.

That tone of his caused him to be startled. That was definitely not a good place. It was definitely a place that was even worse than a dark room. "Where is it?" However, she remained calm in her heart. No matter what, she had to escape for three nights first.

"Inside the cage." He laughed out loud. "Qin Zhiruo, I warned you earlier today. This is the result of not following my orders obediently."

She had never thought that it would be a cage. Wasn't that just trying to humiliate her in disguise?

She opened her mouth and really wanted to say that she couldn't go, but Aunt Hong's complacent face told her that even if she begged for it, it would be of no use. This seemed to be another trap.

'Forget it, just leave the cage to me. It's better than being bullied by some man tonight.

Perhaps, if he closed his eyes and paid no attention to what was happening outside, he might be able to survive.

The current her could only endure.

Thus, she did not make a sound.

He was placed on a wooden case, and the two nuns each held a wooden stick. Without even thinking, one could tell that if the wooden stick was as thick as a bowl, she would be drowned after twenty strikes, before being sent to the cage …