King's man

The banquet in the hall has ended.Yang Xian was supported by the palace servants to go to the bedroom and bridal chamber.Qingping looked around, feeling a feeling of cold night permeating her whole body.He didn't see Concubine Du Gui all night, so he was a little worried.Qingping got up and hurried to Meixue Palace, before she arrived, she saw a figure in front of her from a distance, she couldn't see clearly in the dark.Qingping stopped, and the figure was still moving in this direction, getting closer and closer.He finally recognized the figure of Du Jinghong, who was still carrying her qin. "Imperial concubine!" Qingping called out.Du Jinghong had seen him a long time ago and stopped five steps away without saying a word. "Ye Liang, where are you going?" The voice was soft in the night, but also worried.Du Jinghong looked at him quietly, and only for a moment said: "Take care of yourself, don't get too close to Concubine Chu." Qingping was shocked when she heard this, and was about to ask, but she had brought the piano from him. walked by.He stood still, watching her walk past him.Her figure appeared stubborn and lonely on the path.Qingping still stood still and did not follow.He only watched her figure walk away.

When Yang Xian went to Meixue Palace to look for Du Jinghong again, Du Jinghong had already climbed to the top of Wuxiu Mountain.She sat down on a stone bench, put the piano on the stone table, and began to tune.After three or two adjustments, it gradually became smooth.Yang Xian followed the direction of the sound of the zither, from the front of Meixue Palace to the Imperial Garden and then to Yunyin Lake, before stopping.He knew that the sound of the piano came from Wuxiu Mountain.Yang Xian listened intently, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, as if drifting in the heavy rain, full of anger, the strings were getting tighter and tighter, but the person playing the piano showed no sign of stopping, on the contrary, it became more and more urgent, making the listeners feel uneasy My heart tightened.The sound of the piano is more dense, like a stormy sea, with the power to destroy everything. "Don't!" Yang Xian was taken aback, and exclaimed unconsciously, he had never heard of someone making a piano like this.The person playing the piano continued, as if he had made up his mind.Qin let out a long sound, that kind of extremely tense situation, as if the sky would collapse in the next moment.At the critical moment, all the voices suddenly disappeared.Yang Xian's heart went blank for a moment, his legs went limp, and he slumped on the ground.The strings broke.He was very sad in his heart, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down, bitter.Does he regret that matter?

At that time, it was the weather of late spring, with warblers singing and swallows singing, flowers dancing and butterflies flying.The light willow catkins dance all over the city, and the gentle breeze in the evening brings coolness.Everything is so comfortable, everything is so cheerful, everything is full of the inherent power of life.That day he and his cousin hid among the flowers under the tree to read. The cousin spread the books on the water-green skirt, learning from the past, and quizzed him with questions from the book.Yang Xian felt that his cousin's skirt was bright and fresh, and looked very nice.He didn't concentrate on answering, even if he could, he still pretended not to, and instead went to tease his cousin. "Being known by the emperor, cousin will be punished again!" When the cousin said, she smiled shrewdly, with a very proud expression on her face, her smile was brighter and brighter than flowers.

Yang Xian also laughed, "My cousin went to inform my father, and I will be rewarded again. I already have the name of a talented woman, so what should I do next? Let me think about it, um, let's name Dong Shi, a beautiful woman!" Du Jinghong listened He hit him with her light yellow blouse of the same color as tender willows, and he didn't hide. Through the light veil, he could see his cousin's jade arms and shoulders, which were snow-white.He took his cousin's arm and said: "My good sister, don't go. You know that I am most afraid of my father." He lowered his head and pretended to be pitiful.

Seeing that he was so downcast, Du Jinghong felt that she had played too much, she pulled out her arm, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said coolly, "Don't worry, I don't know as much as you!"

When Yang Xian heard about it, he looked up at his cousin and laughed.The sky was full of tidbits, and at this time, a little willow flower flew down, fluttering, and landed on her hair, the black hair was as smooth as splashed ink, and a little white flower was light and soft. "Don't move, the catkins have landed on her head." Yang Xian stretched out his hand to help her pick it off. The moment his finger touched the flower, Yang Xian smelled a faint fragrance, and he was suddenly intoxicated. Feeling lost, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his cousin on the forehead.Du Jinghong was frightened and hid backwards, but lost her balance and fell down, pressing down on a few weak flower branches. Yang Xian leaned on her body, kissed her neck, and murmured softly over and over again, " Cousin...please...cousin, cousin..." Looking back countless times afterwards, Yang Xian would be amazed at how he lost control at that moment.At that time, my cousin resisted in every possible way, but couldn't break free from his entanglement. At that time, he was like a demon. Her beauty and her fragrance made him obsessed, moved and intoxicated willingly to pieces.At that moment, he saw Wonderland.

Afterwards, the cousin ran away.The sun has set, and the evening glow is fading.He was sober before he felt scared.After this incident, the cousin refused to see him.He tried various methods, he even thought of pleading guilty, but he didn't dare to ask for her forgiveness, even if he let him take a look at her, let him know that she was okay!nothing.He is like a stick in his throat every day, and he doesn't know the taste when he eats.If this continues, he will go crazy, or fall ill.However, God's will is unpredictable, and half a year later he ascended to the throne of God.Chen Shihai became the first emperor's Tuogu minister, and his daughter became the empress logically.And after some calculations between uncle and mother, she became his imperial concubine again.That night was the first time we met in half a year.One look and you can see that she is not doing well.She sat quietly, with an aloof demeanor, forbearing silence, deep blue eyes, and an upturned head.Glancing at her, he almost fell under her knees, telling her that he had been blaming himself for the past six months, and telling her how much he hoped that she would be as happy as before.But she didn't look at him, and only said one sentence, which cut off all his fantasies and blocked all his actions.I don't love you, and I won't be your concubine.she says.

Yang Xian once again fell into memory.I am afraid to think of it every time.The piano sounded again.Yang Xian raised his head in surprise.The sound of the piano floated down from the top of the mountain again.The string is not broken.She is still there.Wuxiu Mountain has been sealed as a royal forbidden area, but in fact there is nothing on the mountain.He had been there before he ascended the throne, and there was a temple on the top of the mountain, and there was a huge Eight Diagrams picture in the temple.He was not interested in these, and has never been there since.But overlooking the entire palace from the top of the hill, the view is good.He seemed to be able to see his cousin sitting there, playing the piano against the wind, with her clothes fluttering. She must be wearing men's clothing, so elegant and unparalleled.The sound of the piano is crisp and elegant.It is the vastness of the wind passing through the mountains and the moon shining on the thousands of rivers.Yang Xian felt relieved.Quietly continue to listen.The rhythm becomes more and more gentle and melodious, and finally it is lightly tapped and soft, like whispering and whispering in the ear.When the sound of the piano touched Yang Xian, his heart was infinitely relieved and soft.He knew she was fine.She will also know that he has not betrayed her.

The blue bell under the Jinzhangxi quilt first heard the sound of the piano, and the rapid melody responded to the grievance in her heart, and the sound was heartbreaking, and she couldn't stop crying, and the sky was dark for a while.She didn't even notice that the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. When she noticed, the world was quiet and there was no sound at all.Why did Qin stop? What happened to my sister?She thought, forgetting her fear and grievance for a moment.He held his breath and listened intently, but there was no more movement.My sister must have fallen asleep, she thought.She knew that her sister slept very quietly, and sometimes she even woke up in the sleeping position, so she was very dishonest, tossing and turning, always looking for something.After getting to know her sister, she developed a habit of holding her sister's arm in order to fall asleep.If you don't, you will sleep very restlessly and wake up many times.Just like now, she doesn't feel sleepy at all.Why do you have to hug your sister's arm?she thinks.My sister used to tease her about it all the time, but she didn't understand it. At this moment, she realized that she likes to hold her sister's arm, because that way she wouldn't worry that she would leave her, and she would be sure that she was always there, and her heart would be warm and at ease.

Lan Ling lay down with thoughts, and the sound of the piano played again, but this time it became quiet and gentle.The more I listen to it, the more I feel that the sound of the piano is as gentle as the words of love.After learning the piano from her sister for several years, how could she not hear it? It was her sister telling her with the sound of the piano, don't be afraid, she is always with her.Thinking of this, Lan Ling's eyes filled with tears again, but her heart was so soft that it almost melted.It turned out that she was able to live safely and happily in the palace because her sister had been taking care of her.She didn't meet those hardships, and it was her sister who helped her get rid of them.As an orphan with no father and no mother, she was living under the fence of her uncle's house, but she looked so cheerful. Was she trying to please the world with her laughter?If it weren't for her elder sister, she would be helpless in the palace. It was her elder sister who tolerated her ignorance. peace of mind.That person is my sister.

It's been a sleepless night.Du Jinghong stayed up all night, playing the piano all night, blood oozing from his fingertips.Lan Ling listened to the piano all night, and the more she listened, the more awake she became.Accompanied by the sound of the zither, Yang Xian wandered around the imperial garden all night, not feeling sleepy at all.Qingping also stayed up all night.We know that Qingping went to Meixue Palace first, and met Du Jinghong halfway, and Du Jinghong threw him a word and left.It's okay if Du Jinghong didn't say anything, but after she did, Qingping turned the warning into an inspiration.Chuxi.He pronounced the name.There was a burst of shock.shouted again.Chuxi.Suddenly I wanted to see her very much.Want to hear her voice.Her voice is so beautiful, if her own name is called out by her melodious voice, what kind of feeling will it be?This sudden idea made Qingping very excited.He lifted his footsteps and went to Yu Fengyuan without hesitation.

This time, he finally didn't have to wait outside the door for another night.The palace lanterns in Yufengyuan were still on.Qingping was about to knock on the door when she heard someone cough twice.The voice was very clear in the silence of the night, but it was also very weak, as if it would be broken by the wind at any time.Qingping was beating drums in her heart when she heard this, it couldn't be Chu Xi, could it be that she was sick?He knocked on the door several times in a hurry, but when there was no response, he knocked again and again.Suddenly, a maid's voice was heard complaining, "Who is it? It's already busy enough in the middle of the night, and you're here to make trouble!" The door opened, and the person who opened the door saw that it was Qingping, so Fang fell silent. "Is your empress sick?" Qingping didn't pay attention to the palace maid, she hurried in while asking. "Yes!" The palace maid replied and followed her in.

When Qingping arrived at the door, she saw Liuxue brought in a basin of water, and another maid came out with a square handkerchief, looking very flustered.Qingping was impatient, so she ignored etiquette and followed Liuxue into the inner room.I went in and took a look, but saw Chu Xi lying on the bed, covered with a satin brocade quilt, her pale face sunk in the pillow, her eyes lightly closed, her brows slightly frowning, she looked extremely fragile.Seeing Qingping, she couldn't bear it and asked Liuxue, "Why are you sick?"

"Yesterday, I accompanied my mother to the imperial garden to look at the flowers. When I came back, it rained a little and caught a cold." Liuxue replied, still busy with her hands, took a wet mask to help Chu Xi wipe her forehead.

"Why don't you ask for a doctor?"

"The imperial doctor came to see me in the afternoon, and he said he caught a cold and it was fine, so he prescribed a few medicines. Who would have thought that after drinking the medicine at night, he vomited again, and he kept sweating." Liuxue said, the dew came in, and she took the medicine. Take medicine overnight.

Chu Xi vaguely heard someone talking, she managed to open her eyes, and saw Qingping standing in front of the window, looking down at her with a concerned look in her eyes.Chu Xi felt a surge of emotion in his heart.But he said, "Why are you here?"

Qingping looked at her and smiled when she opened her eyes, and then replied: "You don't have the strength, don't talk yet." Then she turned her head and said to Yu Ninglu, "Your Majesty is weak, how can it be forbidden to drink medicine on an empty stomach? Let's make some light soup."

"Ninglu, no need. I can't eat it." Chu Xi said weakly.

"Eat. You don't even have the strength to speak. With such a nice voice, you don't feel anything if you don't speak, but it's a heavy loss for us!" Qingping comforted her with a very gentle voice.

Chu Xi looked up at him again, and there was a little light in her clear eyes.She didn't speak again.

Condensed turned around and left.Qingping sat down on the bed. "Chuxi, your name is so beautiful. Today I was still thinking, I want you to call out your own name, and it would be good if you say such a beautiful name with such a beautiful voice." After hearing this, Chuxi heard Qingping Looking at her with a smile, his eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his lips could not help but smile a little.The curved lips and shallow smile are so touching even in illness.Thinking about it, Qingping couldn't help but feel emotional. "You are too delicate, even though there are so many court ladies taking care of you, I still don't feel at ease," he wanted to continue - I wished I could be by your side all the time, so I didn't say anything.Qingping glanced at Liuxue who was busy scrubbing Chu Xi's fingers.After pausing for a moment, he continued, "I don't know what God thinks, it makes you so good-looking, your voice is so beautiful, your body dances so gracefully, but it makes you so weak." His expression was infinitely gentle.

"When I was in my hometown, although I was thinner, I didn't get sick. It happened after entering the palace. Maybe the northern climate is cold and I haven't adapted to it." Chu Xi spoke softly and slowly, There will be a short pause after each sentence.

"Shut up, just listen to me." Qing Ping was talking, when Ning Lu brought another bowl of porridge.Put it on a few cases.

"Sister, who do you go first, I'll take care of you here today." Liuxue said and straightened up, ready to take out the water and pour it out.

"You must be tired after serving all day, go to rest, I will take care of you today." Qingping turned her head and said to them.Liuxue Ninglu was puzzled in her heart, she couldn't decide to pay attention, she just looked at Chu Xi.Seeing Chu Xi nodded slightly, they left just now.

After they had all left, Qingping brought a spoonful of soup to Chu Xi's mouth, Chu Xi frowned, and turned her head away in protest. "Eat it, it hurts to see such a disease. Besides, isn't this soup more delicious than medicine?"

Chu Xi slowly turned her head and glanced at Qingping, her eyes were watery, as if she was helpless and wronged, and Qingping wished she could fall ill on her behalf.He carefully handed the spoon to her mouth, she obediently opened her small cherry mouth, and Qingping slowly fed the soup in again, watching her swallow it.Chu Xi took a few sips, then shook her head.After a while, Qingping brought the medicine again and fed her little by little.Chu Xi has been very quiet and did not speak again.Looking at her, Qingping didn't know what to do, and even that quietness made him feel distressed.He couldn't help but raised his hand, gently stroked her face, and carefully smoothed out a few strands of messy hair for her with his fingers. "Go to sleep, just sleep!" Chu Xi nodded slightly and closed her eyes.

Chu Xi's breathing gradually became even, shallow, and quiet.Qingping just looked at her like that.I don't know what to do with her.At this time, the sound of the piano sounded outside the window.Qingping thought of Du Jinghong again, that stubborn and lonely figure who had gone away in the dark night.The qin rang twice alone, and gradually became smoother, and then the rhythm became hurried, more and more urgent and vigorous.Seeing Chu Xi's frown, Qing Ping was afraid that she would be awakened by the sound of the piano, so he pulled the corner of the quilt to cover her small and exquisite ears.

The sound of the zither continued, dense and sonorous, like wind blowing clouds and water cascading down a waterfall, Qingping felt that her internal organs were being rolled by that force, and her blood boiled all over her body.Immediately afterwards, the sound of the piano rang out with the power to destroy everything.Qingping was afraid of disturbing Chu Xi, so he hurriedly looked at her, and saw her twisting her head from side to side uneasily, her hands also broke free from the quilt, as if she was avoiding something.Seeing her so weak, helpless and pitiful, at that moment, he really wanted to take her to a place where there would be no disturbance or harm, and protect her for the rest of her life.At that moment, he didn't want the whole world anymore, he just wanted to take her away.He leaned over and hugged her, and whispered softly in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid."

The sound of the piano was cut off.The world was silent.Qingping watched Chu Xi gradually calm down and fell asleep again.He stood up and added a candle.Walking to the window, the night outside the window is cold and deep.A half moon sits on the roof.Deep melancholy rose in Qingping's heart again.Is that girl playing the piano okay?What about the other one who just reached Ji?Did Yu Wanying sleep soundly this night?What about the queen, are you dreaming?He suddenly felt that everyone in the palace seemed to be living in a phantom that had been bewitched.They were pulled by some force and fell into the void bit by bit.

When Qingping returned to Chu Xi's bed, she was already awake.The sound of the piano outside the window sounded again, but it was soft and gentle, like a gentle confession, touched bit by bit, lingering by strands of lingering strands.Qingping looked at Chu Xi affectionately, seeing that she also looked at him quietly, if there were thousands of words in her clean eyes, was it begging?Is it concerned?Is it resentment?Is affectionate?Qingping couldn't help holding her hand. "Let's get out of here together," he said, his voice so calm.She nodded quietly.