My Beloved

Qin Zhi has never been cold, and for people, there are only two things that can be used and those that are useless.

How can a few ridiculous dreams control his mind, and he would easily expose the matter without mentioning it, and his complexion was calm for a moment, and he returned to the room without surprise.

During the banquet, I talked and laughed happily with people, and I couldn't realize that it was wrong. I didn't leave until noon. During the banquet, everyone was sober, and the others were dizzy and unsteady.

Qin Zhizhi sent several of his family members back to the mansion one by one, and the appearance was so dripping that it made people feel more stable and reliable, and worthy of friendship.

Qin Zhi stayed until the end before leaving Zhenwei Tower and going back to the mansion. After entering the mansion, he was called by Qin Deshan.

The servants who were waiting in the courtyard stood quietly with their heads down.

Qin Deshan sat in the hall, sitting beside him, Mrs. Li of the Qin family, Qin Zhi's nominal mother, bowing her head and wiping her tears with a phalanx, the hall was kneeling and shivering in the summer.

Seeing Qin Zhi coming in, Qin Deshan's complexion darkened, and he was about to scold him, but he had a panic. If this matter could not be spread out like this, he turned his head and looked at Li, "You go back to the house first."

Li stood up and gave a salute, and seemed to be a little worried, and said softly, "Master said that it will be good for a while, don't lose the face of your brother."

Qin Deshan's expression hardly eased a little, "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure."

Qin Zhi entered the hall without even asking for an announcement. He stepped forward and sat down in the hall a few steps, leaning on the back of the chair and closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Seeing Qin Zhi's blindness, Li didn't even ask for An, he couldn't help but glanced at Qin Deshan, his expression was a little embarrassed, and after a moment, he left with a sorrowful expression on his face.

Qin Deshan saw that Qin Zhi was so disrespectful, his face became more ugly, but he didn't want to talk about these trivial matters.

This son is different in his eyes. He had an idea since he was a child. He left Kyoto to study abroad by himself before he grew up to his chest height. It really made Qin Deshan proud. The others always lacked something more or less. He can't be satisfied.

Qin Deshan picked up the tea cup, lifted the lid to blow the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip, "Have you heard one or two of the rumors in Kyoto?"

Qin Zhi slowly opened his eyes when he heard the words, "What does father want to ask?"

"Where is the son of the Bai family?" Qin Deshan asked slowly, with a look of a kind father.

Qin Zhi cast his eyes down to the ground, and replied casually, "A friend I met while studying abroad."

Qin Deshan sneered suddenly, and suddenly placed the tea cup on the table. There was a sudden sound of the tea cup falling off the table, and the atmosphere was inexplicably tense.

"Which friends always seek to eat and sleep together? What do you do every night that no one else knows?"

This sentence really revealed the embarrassment hidden in Qin Zhi's mind. He had already deliberately ignored it.

He raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the people in the hall with a little coldness, "What does father think I did?"

Seeing his attitude, Qin Deshan became angry, and no longer cared about the attitude of his elders. When he was about to hear something, he repeated it without changing a word, "You ask me, why don't you go outside and listen to what others say?

Kyoto is very lively now, and it is said that your son of the Qin family is arrogant outside, and you can get the bait by throwing some silver tickets. He is a good soft goods of the dragon and sun. Can't hold on to the wall! "

As soon as the words came out, the hall fell silent for no reason, and the air suddenly solidified, like tight strings, sharp and sharp, and cut their throats when they touched them.

Qin Zhi's complexion seemed calm and calm, but his eyes were as cold as the twelfth lunar winter, and the gloom in his bones showed no concealment.

Qin Deshan saw him like this, and knew that he couldn't do such a humiliating thing. In the end, he was angry with him for ignoring the rudeness of his elders. There is something more ugly, do you want me to talk to you one by one?"

Qin Zhi didn't say a word, and the tightly pressed lip line was already showing displeasure.

Qin Deshan was slightly angry when he saw this. After a while, he said, "Your mother has a good temper. I will give you Fuxia to be a housekeeper. If you leave it like this, you will cause gossip. Tonight I have received it, and I will thank your mother for a better life.

After a while, let your mother choose a decent marriage for you. Naturally, these dirty words will be less, and the person with the surname Bai will not talk to each other again. "

Qin Zhi's expression diminished as he listened, his eyebrows gradually became a little gentle, and he looked at Qin Deshan in a polite manner, "I only have one mother, and I left on my own earlier. I don't know who my father is talking about now?" The tone is gentle and polite, the more gentle it is, but it doesn't mean that at all.

Qin Deshan was stabbed to the painful foot suddenly, and he spoiled his concubine and killed his wife in the past, which was a stain in his life.

The Qin family's children from the same clan have been dragged down to this day, and all the children of the Qin family are far higher than him, but he, the Qin family's protagonist, stepped on the spot. He was so angry that he overturned the tea cup with one hand, "You say it again!"

Qin Zhi chuckled lightly when he heard the words, his brows and eyes were stained with a cold smile, his expression more protruding, beautifully dazzling people's eyes.

He smiled gently, stood up slowly, his tone of voice was gentle, and his words were respectful, "Why does my father care so much? The past has passed and no one will mention it again. Now that my father is so accomplished, who doesn't respect you and Mrs. Li?"

This tone is respectful, but there are things in the words that make people listen uncomfortably. Qin Deshan feels his chest is stuffy, but he can't say what is wrong with him. The soft knife in these words can only be muffled, and he almost goes to the west. .

Qin Zhidan took a look, turned around and left the hall for himself, and walked slowly to the study.

The table inside was spotless, and the tea cup fragments and blood stains shattered when the bones left were cleaned up by Luo Qing, leaving no trace.

Qin Zhi sat quietly for a while, but couldn't sink his heart. This one after another had completely lost his goodness, and the wanton and absurd rumors deepened the feeling in the dream, and the inexplicable sense of humiliation appeared from time to time.

The bones are too feminine to be regarded as a man, but he is indeed not a daughter, not only a daughter, but also provokes such absurd and upside-down rumors, Qin Zhi's expression becomes more and more gloomy and full of body. The irritability lingers.

Suddenly raising his eyes inadvertently, he saw a dark stain of blood above and below the open door. He was a little startled, thinking that when the bones entered the building, a little blood was stained on the white clothes.

His eyes turned slightly, thinking about the changes before and after the bones, and the various words, his eyes slowly gloomy, his calm and gentle appearance was inexplicably terrifying, like the vicious and vicious snakes wandering around in the thunderstorm night, once touched disaster.

The sky slowly darkened, and the sun approached dusk.

Luo Qing sat in the room with a pen to paint. She happened to learn about Qin Zhishan's paintings these few days. The painting of the rainy mountains and rivers in that room was painted by him when he was young, and her heart became more and more joyful for a while.

The things they like are all so similar. Whether it's tea tasting, piano art, or current painting, they like so much the same, how can they not get along with each other in the future?

When he understands himself better, he will know himself...

Before Luo Qing could think about it anymore, the tips of her thin white ears turned red.

She lowered her eyes slightly to look at the person in the painting. It was when the Desert Inn first saw him that day, he smiled and said to her that it was a coincidence that she still remembers the gentle and jade appearance clearly, in his eyes. His admiration overflowed more and more.

I was about to draw a pen to describe the master's clothes, but suddenly heard the noise in the courtyard, it seemed that a small servant came to the courtyard to tell them they were waiting in the courtyard.

She paused for a while, Qin Zhi had never called everyone to the main courtyard like this. It was only possible that White Bone had learned of the matter and immediately went to find Qin Zhi. Now that she wanted it to be like this, but in her heart Inexplicably a little uneasy.

In fact, the bones are nothing more than a male body. There is no threat to her. As for the nonsense of the rumors of breaking the sleeves, it is ridiculous. If she hadn't been so eager to make a move in the past, why not please have already come to the letter, no Japan was about to return to Kyoto, and the sense of crisis was overwhelmed for a while before using some small tricks.

She then thought about it, and thought that even if Qin Zhi knew it, she wouldn't be involved with her. After all, she didn't do anything, she was very innocent.

Thinking of this, he put down the pen in his hand, got up and went to the main courtyard with the serving maid. Just before entering the main courtyard, the group suddenly screamed in horror and involuntarily retreated back after another.

The little boy fell in a pool of blood during the day, his body was already covered in flesh, and it looked like he had died.

On the side of the courtyard stood with a stick, the stick was as wide as a palm, and was painted with dark red and dark paint, and the blood was slowly slid down on the top of the stick, forming a pool on the ground.

Qin Zhi stood with his hands in his hands, looking blankly, not looking like a person indifferently.

Luo Qing was shocked at first, and her heart hung high.

Chu Xing stepped forward to sniff, turned his head to look at Qin Zhi, "My son, I'm dizzy, what can I do with the unfinished board behind this?"

Qin Zhi said casually when he heard the words, "Then let all the people in this yard get a point."

"Yes."

Several young maids in the courtyard were already paralyzed to the ground with fright, their legs trembled, and they couldn't stand up at all.

The little servants in the back pushed them forward when they saw it. Luo Qing was pushed and staggered, and almost fell to the ground and made an ugly look. Such a good-looking man meant that he would not have pity and pity for jade. He had never been so wronged. There was resentment for a while.

She raised her eyes to Qin Zhi but saw that his eyes were faint. She didn't look at anyone specifically, and seemed to treat her and these maids equally.