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Chapter 632 Until now, there is no doubt

After Yang Ehuang came out of Qu Yanran, Li Chongjiu saw Yang Ehuang’s thoughts and couldn’t help but step forward and ask, “Ehuang, what’s wrong with you? What did you say to Yanran?”

Yang Ehuang shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Xiaojiu, I feel a little uncomfortable and want to take Ying'er back to the palace."

Li Chongjiu said: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Yang Ehuang shook his head and said, "No, my brother has done a poetry meeting and is going to recruit talents for you. Keep it and don't let my brother down. Moreover, everyone needs someone to take care of him, otherwise the famous flowers under the moon have just opened, and we will leave together, which isn't it hurting Yanran's love?"

Yang Ehuang and Li Ying returned to the palace, and then another wave of guards went to the Minghua under the Yuexia. In addition, Li Chongjiu had secretly ordered the Luoyang patrol soldiers and horses to send a cavalry around the Minghua under the Yuexia. Li Chongjiu was worried that it was not him, but that someone would destroy Yang Hung's poem this time.

In Qu Yanran's attic, Li Chongjiu entered his stomach with a glass of wine. At this time, the ringing sounded softly, and Qu Yanran, wearing a plain yellow silk dress, came out with a pipa in her hand.

Li Chongjiu pointed to the position in front of him and said, "Please sit down, everyone."

Qu Yanran owed her body and sat down in front of Li Chongjiu. Li Chongjiu smiled and said, "I haven't heard the sound of Qu's pipa for a long time, and today I can enjoy my blessings."

Qu Yanran shook her head and said, "Although Quyi is good, it is hard to find a soulmate. There are many guests in the hall, but in Yanran's heart, you are the only soulmate."

After hearing this, Li Chongjiu hurriedly said, "I dare not be so. I am not proficient in Quyi and other fields. I am afraid that most of the people present are more qualified to guide you than me."

Qu Yanran held the pipa and looked at Li Chongjiu and asked, "If Your Majesty is humble, then there is no need. A pipa song is sung in the world. If Your Majesty had not been a soulmate in Yanran, how could he have made this poem? If it weren't for this poem, how could Yanran have today's status? They are both people who have fallen into the world, so why should they meet each other? When I heard this word, I wonder who was actually in harmony with Yanran. But when I knew that it was the Queen of Qi, don't you know how disappointed I was?"

Li Chongjiu's face turned slightly red and said, "You know that King Qi was written by someone else. Have you ever thought about this poem? It might have been written by someone else on my behalf."

Qu Yanran was slightly stunned, but then snorted: "You were not a penny at that time, who did it for you? It's time for you to lie to me."

Seeing that the other party believed it deeply, Li Chongjiu could only act helplessly. It seemed that he had to let Bai Juyi down and made accusation of making this matter. Fortunately, Li Chongjiu didn't plagiarize too many poems, otherwise he would have become a thief in the literary world.

Qu Yanran smiled slightly and said, "Can you let Yanran play a song for you?"

At that moment, Qu Yanran held up the pipa and played it a few times, and the tune came out leisurely. The tune was full of laziness, as if a girl was whispering to her lover, full of tenderness and sweetness. Later, the tune changed and something seemed to have happened between the girl and the lover. The tune turned sad, and became like crying and complaining. It was heart-wrenching.

Li Chongjiu seemed to go deep into the scene. Finally, Qu Yanran directed the five strings and chanted with a long stroke: "For thirty years, I have been looking for a soulmate, and the leaves have fallen and branches have been thrust several times. Since I saw the peach blossoms, I have never doubted it until now."

After Qu Yanran sang, she burst into tears and started crying like a little girl in front of Li Chongjiu.

Since seeing the peach blossoms, I have never doubted it until now. Li Chongjiu could hear Qu Yanran’s voice and comforted him: “Yanran, stop crying.”

Qu Yanran shook her head and said, "I feel sad in my heart, and I won't feel happy if I don't cry."

Seeing Qu Yanran crying, Li Chongjiu smiled and said, "I finally know that I have not known the king for ten years, so I believe Chanjuan understands the meaning of misleading people."

Qu Yanran was stunned when she heard this, and then understood the meaning of the lyrics. But for ten years, she believed that Chanjuan misunderstood the words she had just said, since she saw the peach blossoms, she still felt very consistent.

Qu Yanran admired Li Chongjiu's talent in his heart, and resented: "You men are like this. It's fine if the emperor himself is harming the country and the people, but he also likes to push his mistakes to women."

Li Chongjiu laughed and said, "I feel sorry for you when you cry so much that you can't let it go. I'm sorry to see you crying. How many men can't feel pity for you?"

The teasing intention of Li Chongjiu's episode made Qu Yanran fly on her cheeks.

"you……"

Qu Yanran was angry, but immediately waved a pink fist and hit Li Chongjiu's chest. Li Chongjiu had a light frame, but grabbed Qu Yanran's hand with his backhand. Qu Yanran was even more ashamed and angry when he saw his right hand in Li Chongjiu's palm. She threw down the pipa and waved the other hand. Now, she was caught by Li Chongjiu.

Seeing that his hands were being held, Qu Yanran's eyes showed a look of panic. The two of them looked at each other and were stunned for a moment. Li Chongjiu lowered his head and kissed him.

When Qu Yanran saw Li Chongjiu kissing, she understood something. She turned her head shyly and wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't avoid it. Li Chongjiu had a free hand and grabbed Qu Yanran's jaw, preventing her from dodging her face, so she kissed her.

The two of them spoke in each other, and Qu Yanran felt a thud in her mind. Soon after, her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were blurred, and only one hand was left to press it against Li Chongjiu's chest without any strength. Li Chongjiu knew the woman's affection for her in front of her, so she didn't think much about it and hugged Qu Yanran horizontally and walked into the pavilion.

The mandarin tent fell, the clothes were removed, and the red candles swayed.

Seeing this, Yunniang at the door couldn't help but sigh, then closed the door, walked outside and told the person who was facing him: "Tell the outsider that everyone is uncomfortable tonight and can't go on stage."

"What, this is not possible. Yun Niang, everyone is a high-ranking official and noble person. Tonight, they are going to praise everyone. Isn't it a pity that you say that to everyone?"

Yunniang said: "If you don't come today, you will be here tomorrow. The famous flowers under the moon are here. Will you still run away? Let's say that."

"Okay." The other party had no choice but to retreat.

Yunniang turned around and looked at the wing room and shook her head with a smile, without saying anything else.

The white silk clothes are covered with plum blossoms on the corners of the clothes, and red spots fall on the bed sheet next to them.

Qu Yanran bent her body towards the inner bed, her pink neck was slightly red, and her body was like white jade. In the air, Li Chongjiu hugged Qu Yanran's lower abdomen with one hand, and used the other hand to push her apart and covered her eyes with a black hair and smiled: "From today, you will call me husband."

"Husband? Who promised to marry you?" Qu Yanran was both ashamed and a little unwilling.

Qu Yanran looked at the fallen red on the bed, then closed her eyes and a few tears oozed out. Although she had no choice but to join the brothel, she was noble and arrogant and clean. Therefore, she kept her own details and told herself that it doesn’t matter what others think of herself, but she did not despise herself.
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