[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

It has been a month since Baiweiju's assassination, and the trip to Mushan has been well prepared.All the affairs were handed over to Qi Ze with a stern face and the prince who had to stay in charge even though he was young.Zheng Luo led a group of family members and officials to set off in a mighty way.

After a few days of staggering in the carriage, Luo An was called to play a few games from time to time.Even if they stayed in the upper palace, Zheng Luo and Concubine Qi rarely talked to each other.Although everyone has a love of beauty, Emperor Mu is always close to the queen. Concubine Qi is the only daughter of the former Taifu. Since the Taifu entrusted her to Zhengluo and passed away, Zhengluo couldn't bear to neglect her. The concubine is also arrogant, and Zheng Luo naturally never forced her to leave at any time.Therefore, the two have always respected each other as guests, and many years have passed like this.

Speaking of Concubine Qi, she is no different from the Empress. Concubine Qi was weak since she was a child, so she invited her master to practice martial arts.It is different from the excessively gorgeous after the announcement, it is another ice and snow charm.If it's a man, it's natural to be a willful and indifferent chivalrous man. If it's a woman, it should be happy to be at ease, but it's better than being trapped in this deep palace, waiting year after year in the deep wall of Zhuge.

But Concubine Qi stayed like this, and sometimes Zheng Luo would visit Concubine Qi's Chaohua Hall to see her, and the two played a game of chess in silence, with a few words in a hurry to clarify the current situation, thin and alienated, but with this,

But Concubine Qi never mentioned leaving.

A few days later, the carriage was replaced and the water route was changed.Although the waterway is slow, it passes through Jinghu Lake.As an emperor, even though he was raised in a foreign land since he was a child, Emperor Mu has never failed in his studies. As an emperor, his aesthetics is naturally not bad.The beautiful scenery of the lake and mountains, the gentle water surface, the floating light jumping into gold, and the quiet shadow sinking into the jade, are not only places where literati and inkmen can't leave their pens and inks.Zheng Luo also yearns for it.

As for royal travel, the most important thing is security and confidentiality work, so although the royal ship is kept as low-key as possible, in order not to neglect the emperor and his entourage, it is still very gorgeous.The two-story cabins connect several boats with wooden bridges and ladders, attracting the envy of many tourists.

However, most of the surrounding areas around Jinghu Lake are prosperous and famous counties, and most tourists think that the famous families travel together, and the Mushan Festival is coming soon, and the dignitaries are invited to go, so it is also reasonable.

The lights are dim, the fishing boats are painted, and the strings are melodious.The song girl cruise along the river bank dyed beautiful red by the lights, the boat canopy caresses the gentle weeping willows, dyeing the magnificence of the evening.

If there were famous prostitutes in the Tang, Song and Qinhuai rivers, it would be nothing more than that, as if the body and mind were melted in this leisurely beauty and the fragrance of women.In response to that sentence, for the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains, I forbeared the false name and sang lowly.

Zheng Luo had nothing to do, so he went to the prince's cabin to have a look.Zheng Xi was reading a book alone, while Zheng Nuan was messing with the maid, and wanted to go to the cruise ship to take a look, but the maid in the ocher skirt couldn't help it, and when she saw Zheng Luo, she bowed gracefully and hurriedly withdrew

"Want to go painting a boat?"

"Well, father, can you take Nuan'er? Axu won't take me." Zheng Nuan's eyes were about to sparkle, full of anticipation.

"The women in the boat are not from good families, how can they get there at such a young age?"

Zheng Nuan blushed with baby fat, and argued, "Nuan'er can listen to my sisters playing the piano."

Zheng Luo couldn't help smiling, he could only fulfill the little wish of the future romantic prince "listening to the piano music played by his sisters" when he was young.

"Luo'an, you and Zhengxi can go with the third prince."

"Second Brother, do you want to go with me?" Zheng Nuan was still young, although he tried his best to hide it, he also showed a little unhappy expression.

Luo An looked at Zhengxi, Zhengxi was stunned for a moment, when he raised his head, his black eyes glowed with soft gold, showing a rare confusion.

Luo An is kind-hearted, with a smile on his handsome face, he smoothed things over and said, "Little masters, please."

Zhengluo actually wants to go here, even if he is not a womanizer, listening to a magnificent Jinling song on a boat is an elegant enjoyment. It seemed that some trivial and complicated thoughts made him feel uneasy.

Going back to the cabin alone, Zheng Luo ordered the maid to fetch the guqin on board.The name of this qin is around the beam, lightly plucked the strings twice, the clear and clear qin sound came out, he paused, and played a Yue people's song with his bare hands.This song was learned from a person with outstanding piano skills when Zheng Luo was the host. Zheng Luo's talent is not bad, and his talent is not bad.It's just that for many years, I rarely have the opportunity to play the piano again.Passing through Wanzhou a few days ago, it happened that Zhizhou got a top-quality guqin, and naturally dedicated it to Zhengluo. Although the original intention was to give it to Concubine Qi, it was just that the piano was kept here, and Zhengluo forgot about it.

Thoughts were wandering, but the sound of the piano did not fall, Zheng Luo came back to his senses, the evening wind outside the boat swayed the hem of his clothes, it was very cool, but it was as absurd and willful as he was when he was young, and now he plays it again, it is difficult to repair the loneliness.

But now that the string and bamboo on the river are getting thinner, it still seems that the sound of the piano is pure, like a long and complicated melancholy, turning into a thousand winds, swimming in the stars and the world.

Zheng Nuan leaned her little face, which was slightly drunk by the wind on the lake, against the window of the painting boat, squinting her eyes.

Luo An couldn't help laughing.

"Is the young master listening to the master's piano?"

"Hey, is it father?"

Zhengnuan's eyes widened, they were as round as grapes and filled with water vapor, only the upturned corners of the eyes could reveal a bit of the queen's charming demeanor.He just felt that such a beautiful piano sound must be played by an extremely beautiful woman, how beautiful is it?Maybe as beautiful as the queen mother, or even more beautiful than the queen mother.Such and such are just a young boy's pure fantasy about a beautiful woman.Until Luo An explained, "Master is good at playing the qin, just as he is good at Yue people's music, but he has never played the qin since he became the throne."

Zhengnuan immediately looked ignorantly yearning, but a trace of pride surged in his heart. Even if he wasn't a beauty, he was happier because of this unexpected harvest.

Luo An ordered someone to bring two thick coats to prevent the two young masters from catching cold, and they played around for a while, and when they returned to the cabin, it was already dark and cold.

He returned to the main ship, raised the curtain, and gently folded the bedding for the emperor,

Yue Renqu.

It is still the same Yueren song.

Stretching out his hand to caress the ink-stained black hair, touching the man's gentle breathing, Luo An stepped back as if awakened.

sleepless nights.

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