Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

When Jin Ye heard the news that An Haotian was assassinated and was about to die, he could only sigh: "That's one less person."

But Muzi Li reminded him worriedly: "The emperor forgot? Then An Haotian is no match for An Lexuan. After all, he is the king of a country. I'm afraid Anhui will take advantage of this time to cause chaos."

Jin Ye didn't take it seriously: "Are they courageous?"

Muzi Li saw that he didn't believe in Jin Ye, so he came up with a plan and said, "Why doesn't your majesty take this opportunity to suppress the prince of the county?"

Jin Ye raised her eyebrows: "How do you say?"

Seeing that he was interested, Muzi Li lowered his voice and continued: "An Haotian is the king of a country after all, and it is reasonable for him to be investigated by the emperor when he was assassinated. There is a chance to confine him."

Jin Ye lowered his head and pondered for a while, then clapped his hands and shouted: "This is very good." Then he added: "You don't have to be too obvious, just a little bit suspicious, and you don't need to remove Jinlin. "

"The slave will do it now."

Willow shoots on the moon, two days have passed, but An Haotian still hasn't woken up. An Lexuan was worried, so he asked Xiaohe to ask him. The house let him stay.

Where can An Lexuan sleep?The sadness that was originally full of heart turned into worry about An Haotian, thinking why he didn't wake up this time?

The night wind blows from the small window, carrying the faint smell of bamboo leaves outside the house, which is a little cool.

An Lexuan got up and went to close the window, but saw the maid in the daytime standing quietly in the moonlight, the wind brushed her green robe and hair, as if she was a bit cold, she was rubbing her hands at this moment, letting People feel pity for themselves. "It's cold outside, I'll take care of it here, you go down and rest."

The little servant girl obviously didn't expect him to talk to her, so she quickly put down her hands and bowed her body in a salute: "Housekeeper Xiao ordered the servants not to disobey, so you can rest assured, my lord."

An Lexuan was helpless, and said again: "Since that's the case, you go into the room!" Then he added: "I'm bored by myself, you can come and talk to me."

The little maid hesitated for a while, then thanked her, turned around and entered the room.After entering the room, she gently closed the door, stood by the door with her head bowed, without saying a word.

An Lexuan gently closed the window, seeing that the person on the bed hadn't woken up yet, he asked the little maid: "Can you play chess?"

The little maid raised her head, said "Ah?" in a daze, then shook her head.

An Lexuan thought so, so he lowered his head with a wry smile, turned his gaze, and found that there was something very familiar beside the wooden gauze curtain, the closer he got, he realized that it was his qin with broken strings. will be here?

He reached out to take the qin, only to find that the strings had already been repaired, and even the body of the qin had been repaired, and it was brand new.

The word Xuan on the head of the piano is unexpectedly clear.

Well, it's just a boring way to pass the time.

Thinking of this, he had already come to the table with the guqin in his arms, moved the tea cup on the table away, and sat down by himself.

The little maid looked at him quietly, only to see that white finger lightly flicked, and a wisp of piano sound fell in her ears, which was indescribably wonderful.She watched the bright red sleeves slowly dragging across the body of the piano, and the man slightly pursed his lips.There seemed to be a trace of melancholy between the eyebrows, it must be worrying about the person on the bed.

An Lexuan put his hands on the body of the piano, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.Twisting the strings with ten fingers, a hoarse and hoarse sound came from the piano, which seemed to be complaining and weeping.

The little maid was just about to ask him something, when she saw the man's thin lips slightly parted, and the pearly and jade-like voice already chanted in his ear: "The moon is short again, a bitter parting, a flat boat with leaves, a lonely sail and a shadow in the distance, a stranger from a foreign land, alone lonely."

She looked around and saw that the man's white jade face was covered with sorrow, and his brows were furrowed even tighter, as if all the troubles of this world were locked inside, and also locked in the man's heart.

The sound of the piano is suddenly clear, with a hint of joy: "If the moon is full, we will celebrate the reunion, and we will be in a strange place. We will return to our hometown with all our clothes and clothes, and we will return to the wanderer, and we will think about it infinitely."

At the end, a long sigh fell into the sound of the piano, making people forget the joy at the beginning!

An Lexuan kept his mouth shut, the little maid was also dumbfounded, and remained silent.The only sound left in the room was the clear sound of the piano floating, as if trying to break through the shackles of the room.

Suddenly saw An Lexuan and opened his mouth again, but it was about to sing: "

The old city's neon clothes have turned yellow when the rain hits the old city

Accidentally fall into the dust of love and only study peach blossoms and plum blossoms

The small building is raining for no reason

The sound of the harp and the dance of the sword

A glimpse of the chaos and chaos"

The voice was crisp and clear, and the little maid came up with a word after thinking about it: Gentle and elegant!This is the only word she can think of to give to the man in front of her.

The sound of the piano is still the same, but the singing sound came again after a while: "

Empty love, just wear the battle clothes as red makeup

The rouge condenses the fragrance, the night talk is hazy and the moonlight is warm

Heartbroken since ancient times

Xiaoyao sighs at the end of the night

"

There seems to be endless lingering thoughts bound in the singing, or bound in the man's heart, but it is just expressed through this gentle voice at this moment.

It seems to be expecting, expecting that person to hear the singing, but it seems to be afraid, afraid that he will fall into it again.

"Injury farewell, don't stay far away

Empty love, rouge and fragrance

There is no reason for the silence of wind music, silk and bamboo

bleak sound, light dancing clothes

The world of mortals is lonely and taboo is unparalleled

Embracing the Moon and Picking the Stars

Merry way of life is rampant

Sigh freely, the night is young

Tuzhuo Rosé

Since then, the plum blossom has been cold"

"Who is the master of vanity in the iron clothes?

I don't know that night the flowers fell quietly

Why stick to that paper promise? "

Singing like this, but hearing something strange in the sound of the piano, one sound after another, it is surprising to wake up, but it can only be more sad.

When the little maid came to her senses, she hurriedly covered the tears on her face with her sleeves, secretly blaming herself for losing her composure, her eyes touched that fair face, but she opened her mouth in surprise.Under the light, drops of crystals fell from the delicate chin, dripping on the strings.

One drop at a time, one sound at a time.

Turning her head, the little maid saw the man on the bed struggling to lift the quilt and was about to get out of bed. She was overjoyed and was about to step forward to help her, but she saw the man shaking his head and making a silence gesture.Then he nodded knowingly, glanced at the man who was playing the piano with his back to the bed, and went out quietly to cover the door of the room.

The sound of the piano is still slow, but An Lexuan's thin lips are tightly pressed, and his eyes are lightly closed.Let the tears run down your cheeks.The love is growing crazily, wantonly teasing the heart that has already been riddled with holes.

An Haotian only wore white single clothes, and fell to the ground barefoot, feeling a little chilly, but not a ten-thousandth of his heart.He slowly approached step by step, wanting to reach out to touch the bright red figure, but he was afraid that it was just a dream like before, and he was afraid that it would be too late to hug that person tightly. He is alone.

He just stopped quietly behind him three steps away, even breathing very lightly, fearing that if he disturbed that person, he would disappear in the next second.

The sound of the piano is still bleak, and the endless lovesickness is hard to describe. Only through this Guqin of lovesickness can it be expressed.

The lights flickered on and off, and the figures in the house were reflected on the doors and windows, standing and sitting.