The king and his political opponents are innocent!

Gu Qinghou didn't move, as if he hadn't heard anything.

He lay very still, comfortable from the tips of his hair to the caps of his toes.

Under the eaves of others, have to succumb to the power of the faint king?Have to make false claims with him?That's all for tomorrow.

Gu Qinghou sneered in his heart, you can't wake up, who will play with you?

In the early morning of the second day, the morning light was twilight, King Rong opened his eyes, vaguely remembering the hazy pain from last night, put his hand under the bed, and rubbed his still unwell stomach.He sat up with his forehead supported, only then did he see clearly that for some reason, he was lying on the bed with the quilt in his arms, and the owner of the bed was lying on the couch not far away, with only a thin layer of quilt covering his body.

He touched his face, which was red from being pressed by the horns, feeling a little embarrassed.

With the smallest voice in his life, he called the maid who had been standing in the outer hall earlier, King Rong covered his mouth with his hand, put it close to the maid's ear, and asked her to bring him a cup of hot water in a low voice.

The person on the couch woke up.Gu Qinghou slept very well this time, it was deep and fragrant.When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help stretching his hands and stretching his waist.Then he paused and looked back at King Rong.Show a smile.

King Rong also smiled, and asked him, "Yesterday I said to take a rest, but I fell asleep." He was half ashamed, half ashamed, "I rolled into a sideways."

He thought that Gu Qinghou could only sleep on the couch because he was squeezed by him.

Gu Qinghou didn't say much, and smiled slightly with his eyelids half down.It is a very tasteful smile.

King Rong looked at it for a while, feeling very happy for no reason, he didn't notice that Gu Qinghou was dressed neatly, and could draw a sword to kill people and run away at any time in the neat night.

He pressed his stomach and slowly leaned against the bed rail.The maid brought a cup of jujube tea, and he drank it all in one gulp before he dared to remove his hands from his stomach, finally feeling better.

After Gu Qinghou finished washing, he came over and asked him, "When can I play?"

King Rong leaned against the window rail and thought about it, then asked, "What day is it today?"

Gu Qinghou thought to himself, the performance depends on the day?He said: "The third day of junior high school."

King Rong shook his head, his face was still a little pale, and said: "I have something important these few days, let's pass it for a few days."

Gu Qinghou nodded, since he composed the music yesterday, he couldn't wait to listen to the rehearsal, scratching his head and scratching his head.But King Rong said another day, so it will be another day.

He didn't ask much, went straight outside, and squatted down by the big rock in the yard.Under the rock, two figures, one yellow and one white, were beating each other. From a distance, the battle was fierce. When they got closer, they could see clearly. The two front paws slapped each other more than 800 times, and they were about to shake out. , but didn't hit each other, it can be said that the love faction fought each other.

Gu Qinghou took a willow branch, when Xiaobai had the upper hand, he watched the battle, and when Xiaohuang had the upper hand, he took the branch to the end.But after watching it for a long time, I don't need his help.Once the two figures touched each other, they froze, and I saw the two pups, Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai standing, with their limbs and front paws intertwined and hugging, motionless.

Gu Qinghou waited for half a day, saw the battlefield so peaceful, clicked his tongue, stood up, stretched out of boredom, and slowly paced back.

He walked under the glass window and glanced inadvertently, and saw a low table on the couch with a few pieces of yellow paper on it. King Rong was half-clothed in plain clothes, sitting in front of the table, holding a Just a pen, writing something on paper.

Gu Qinghou took a look, paused, then turned his face and took a look.

He looked at it for a while, and then his gaze shifted from the face of the person under the window to the yellow paper in his hand.

What is this writing?

He walked slowly towards the door along the eaves. In the outer hall, the maid was setting breakfast.King Rong took the yellow paper, went outside, ate two bites in a hurry, and hurried away again.This is his house, he comes and goes as he pleases.

In the next few days, Gu Qinghou didn't see him until the weather was slightly warmer and the flowers bloomed one after another, then there was news from outside that the prince invited him to Qunyu Courtyard to meet him, and it was said that the dancers were going to rehearse a new song.

Qunyuyuan is Shaoyaoyuan where King Rong lived.

He was used to hesitating at his feet, but his heart was very excited, after thinking for a while, he changed into his outer shirt and strode towards Qunyu Yuan.

As soon as I arrived under the wall of Qunyu Courtyard, I heard the sound of fine music.The gentle breeze brought warm music, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers. Gu Qinghou closed his eyes, took a breath, and unconsciously bent his lips sincerely.

He pushed open the door.I saw peonies planted all over the courtyard, high and low bushes, and in the distance and near, there were layers of bowl-sized flowers blooming. Among the flowers, there was a stone and wooden pavilion. In the distance, there were several dancing girls in crimson dresses. , were getting together, laughing and putting golden flowers on each other's foreheads.

As far as Gu Qinghou looked, deep in his heart, there was a man wearing plain plain clothes, sitting among the bustling peony flowers, lowering his head and playing the piano on his lap.

When he walked into the courtyard, King Rong raised his head to see him and smiled slightly.With this situation, people's footsteps can't help but stop lightly.

Gu Qinghou looked around, but he didn't see the companion.He looked at King Rong and said, "What about singing and dancing?"

King Rong lowered his head and was busy, "Only for dancing," he said with a smile, "I heard that you are a veteran in the industry, I invite you to taste it later."

Gu Qinghou nodded, an old hand in the field, this is true, he can afford it.

He was sitting on a white stone slab not far away.King Rong clapped his hands and called a few dancing girls over. The dancing girls were not afraid of King Rong, and chatted and laughed with him while finding their seats.

The hatchback was ready, King Rong smiled, turned his face slightly, and waved lightly with his hands.

The piano sounded softly, the dancer flung her wide sleeves, and the red dress fluttered.

The dancer's face is so bright and brilliant, the crimson shirt and the bright red streamer are so dazzling and gorgeous, and the peonies blooming to the extreme are so dazzling, but the person playing the piano is calm and peaceful .The four things match each other, just right.

King Rong raised or raised his hands, and occasionally raised his eyes. His trembling eyelashes and gentle eyes looked like peony petals with dew in the morning.The dancing girl gave him a wink, and he smiled back.

When the other dancers saw it, they also raised their sleeves one after another. When they looked back and spun around, they teased and flirted at him with half-truths and half-false smiles. The child, laughing and dancing beside him, slid the red ribbon over his plain shirt embroidered with crane patterns.He smiled even more heartily, and followed the dancing girl from the red ribbon on his shoulder.There is spring in the eyebrows, which is more dazzling than the overwhelming peonies.

Gu Qinghou stared blankly for a while, sighed in his heart, and said in admiration: The so-called king of prostitution.

Gu Qinghou has certainly seen the singing and dancing scenes.Among his relatives and friends, there are also domestic dancers and singers who are not fully clothed.There are also some people who watch singing and dancing at noon and take the singing and dancing girls into their rooms in the afternoon.There are even those who lead people away on the spot in the singing and dancing hall.But none of them made him feel so...so...unbearable?

Gu Qinghou tilted his head and searched in his mind for a while, it seemed that he could only find these two words.

Can't tell.

After the game ended, Gu Qinghou was ready to leave.According to this situation, it is possible that in the afternoon King Rong will pass on the women in the arena to serve as bed attendants.

As he walked, he thought about it, saying that King Rong only loves men, but just now, he is obviously very fond of women...

Not far away, someone called him from behind.King Rong handed the qin to someone else, hurried a few steps, walked up to him, pretended to be angry and said with a smile: "Why are you so rude, just leave after listening?"

Gu Qinghou was stunned for a moment, and could only laugh and said: "My lord played so well, it made me feel stupid, I just want to go back and savor it."

King Rong burst out laughing, and said: "Why are you so glib," he said again: "But I really listened."

He rubbed his hands, "To get a compliment from Gu Qing, it's worth it."

Gu Qinghou couldn't help laughing when he heard the word Sajia.He said: "Your Highness praised me, I am just a layman, Your Highness is a real expert."

What he said was half-truth and half-truth.

King Rong accepted the words, shook his head and said, "No, I am a layman, and you are the real expert."

He means it.

Gu Qinghou just smiled.

Going out the door again, Gu Qinghou is going back to Shu Cinema.King Rong was reluctant to part with him, and suddenly said: "The pear tree in Haoyingyuan is about to wither, why don't we take advantage of the spring and have a few more drinks?"

Gu Qinghou naturally has nothing to do.

Under the pear tree, there is a small table, two low stools, three or four small dishes of meat and vegetables, and a jug of sake.

King Rong first took the flagon and poured wine for Gu Qinghou, Gu Qinghou quickly took it over, "I don't drink well, let me do it."

King Rong said, "How old were you when you learned to play the piano?"

Gu Qinghou replied: "About eight years old, where is the prince?"

King Rong smiled and said, "I am seven years old."

Gu Qinghou said: "When I was young, the big qin couldn't reach me, so I used the small qin for several years."

King Rong smiled and said, "Me too, please let the Lei family help me with a special Xiaoqin."

Gu Qinghou said: "Lei family? Lei family Qiu Gong?"

King Rong smiled, "Could it be you too?"

Gu Qinghou smiled, "I also asked him to make a violin, who can compare to him?"

King Rong laughed and said, "I have one called 'Tingyun'."

Gu Qinghou said, "My name is 'Duyue'."

King Rong raised his wine glass, touched him, and said with a smile, "Coincidentally."

Gu Qinghou smiled and touched him lightly.

King Rong drank it all in one gulp, but he quietly fell behind him while the person across from him raised his glass.

King Rong put down his wine glass and said, "You are better than me, I am very convinced."

He tightly grasped the matter of Qin and music, and when Gu Qinghou talked about it, his expression was always different from usual.

Sure enough, Gu Qinghou squeezed the wine glass and said flatly: "If you don't make it too obscene, it would be a good song."

King Rong put his face on his wrist and smiled softly: "If you're not lewd enough, then you don't suit me."

Gu Qinghou paused slightly with the hand holding the wine glass, raised his eyelids and glanced at him.