The black-bellied prince is all over the city

"Qingcheng, my words have no weight in your ears."

In a daze, Ziyun found him, expressing her real regret as a sister.

If you knew my pain, you wouldn't say that.But I can't tell you, I can't tell anyone, I can only bury it in my heart.Even if that person dies and turns into ashes.Those things will still be secrets.Rotten in his stomach.

Just as he was about to speak, Ziyun sighed slightly, and white water vapor floated in the air. "Do you remember the day we met? It was... three years ago... Everyone lamented how fast time passed. In fact, you only really feel that way when you look back..."

Three years ago, he was no longer a tavern boy.I don't even know where the master went.In the hot summer, he walked barefoot on the road, and the hot ground under the sun made his feet blistered, and his fair skin was also reddened by the sun.He seemed oblivious to everything around him, walking step by step on his own.When the carriage came, the coachman yelled a few times but he ignored it.

"At that time, I thought you were a lunatic. But then I thought, where can I find such a good-looking lunatic. Even if you are a man, you can't be the oiran of my Luoyan Pavilion, but it is more than enough to support the scene. I don't know how many people will I'm fascinated by you." Speaking of this, Ziyun smiled lightly, recalling that day, she frowned and stepped out of the carriage, and he fainted at her feet as if he had grasped the last straw.

"You seem to know very well that I'm a person who 'loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade'. I definitely won't let you go. At first, when I recalled that scene, I was always worried about you. If you didn't meet me, what kind of situation would it be? Later, For some reason, I began to worry about myself. I have always been cautious. If it weren't for your face, you wouldn't be able to get into my eyes. However, I tried to inquire about your life experience, but I couldn't find anything. "

After waking up, Ziyunzai asked him carefully, but he said that his mind was blank and he didn't know anything.Even the name is forgotten.If it were someone else, Ziyun would definitely throw him out without knowing the details, and would never stay by his side.As she herself said, thanks to that face, she can ignore everything about him.

He even gave "Qingcheng" as his name.His piano skills were also taught by Ziyun himself.But even though they met outside Lingyuan City, she has been unwilling to bring him back to the imperial capital.Most of the time he stayed in Mingyan Pavilion in Cangzhou, and it was also in that place that he achieved his reputation as the "first luthier".It was only then that Ziyun was finally persuaded to let him come to the imperial capital to perform for half a month.

On the surface, it seems that he just cares too much about the so-called reputation, he doesn't want to carry the false name on his back, and wants to prove his strength in Luoyan Pavilion.But Ziyun is very clear that this is not the case.From the day she "saved" him, no matter how kind she was to Qingcheng, she never stopped her from inquiring about any news related to him.The fact that I can't find it is the most worrying thing.

There are too many secrets hidden in Qingcheng's eyes.

"Sister..." Qingcheng felt that those words had come to his lips, but he swallowed them forcefully. "In the past three years, thanks to my sister's taking care of me, Qingcheng is where I am today. So... I... I really don't want to cause any trouble for my sister."

"That's the best. If one day I find out that you lied to me, it will not be as simple as a clean break. You know what business I am in. No matter what the price is, I will find out who you are!"

Qingcheng felt her heart tighten.With the cold wind blowing on his face, he subconsciously wrapped himself tightly in the fox fur that Murong Xiye put on him. "Don't worry, sister."

Ziyun stopped talking.Looking at the bare sycamore tree in the yard, he lost his mind.

Qingcheng knew that Ziyun was sincerely treating him well, and treated him as his younger brother.He didn't want to lie to her but had to lie to her.His identity is special, probably not something Ziyun can detect, right?

Now there are only a few people in this world who know.

In the blink of an eye, it was General Qingyang's birthday.

There was a lively scene of lights and festoons in the general's mansion.All dignitaries from all walks of life were present.Except, King Ye.

It was reasonable for him not to come, and no one was surprised.

Standing on the roof, Qingcheng glanced at the people who were sitting and drinking, and unexpectedly, she didn't find that figure.His piano has been placed on the stage.For such an appearance, Ziyun was somewhat worried, fearing that he would be regarded as an assassin.It's okay to catch him, this is the general's mansion, and people with weapons can be seen everywhere when you look up. Wouldn't it be too unfair to execute him on the spot?

But Yang Yunxiao has already taken care of everything, so let him rest assured.

Unfortunately, that person didn't come.

Wearing a festive red dress, he flew down from the eaves and swept across the aisle in the middle of the banquet, trying not to touch the dignitaries so as not to cause trouble.He was trouble enough by himself.

Standing firmly on the stage, he turned around, bowed and saluted, and was about to sit down.The cheering crowd suddenly fell silent, and there was another sound of tables and chairs, and a large area had already knelt down.Qingcheng was on the stage and knelt down there.

"Long live my emperor."

It was a great honor for the general that Emperor Jinyun came in person.He waved his hands flat and said a few blessings casually.His eyes faltered in the crowd for a while, his face darkened, "Why, Xi Ye really didn't come? He can be absent for such things, really!"

"It's so serious! Didn't my brother come here a long time ago, but I'm wearing a low-key dress today, so Brother Huang didn't see it." While talking, Murong Xiye appeared from nowhere.Everyone gasped when they saw him.On the festive occasion of General Qingyang's fiftieth birthday, he was dressed in black!Xu San followed beside him, and the usually calm man was also sweating for his master when he saw that Emperor Jinyun had come in person.more yourself.As a subordinate, of course he has the responsibility to remind the prince to pay attention to the occasion.

Emperor Jinyun frowned and looked angry.Murong Xiye wasn't nervous at all, the people around him were still standing, but he chose a seat to sit down with a calm expression, poured a glass of wine, and faced Yang Yi with a smile that "everyone can see that it's fake". "I just remembered what day it was when I was halfway today. I came here in a hurry and punished myself with a drink. I hope the general can live to this day next year." He drank the wine in one gulp.

Emperor Jinyun, who was about to have a fit, closed his eyes and thought for a while. He understood that Murong Xiye did it on purpose, but at least he had to take care of the general's face and not lose his temper at his birthday banquet. "Sit down, everyone. General Yang has fought in the battlefield for so many years, and he has made great contributions to Yunguo. Naturally, he will live forever."

Since the emperor has smoothed things over.Everyone sat down again.Only Qingcheng saw the sly smile on the corner of Murong Xiye's mouth.