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"This is Your Highness's jade flute...... Mu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to take it, everyone in the palace knew that Guangxi loved Xiao like his life, and this jade flute was always carried with him, never letting others touch it.

"It's okay, I'd love to hear it. Guangxi said with a smile.

Mu Xiaoxiao took it carefully and glanced at Guangxi, who nodded with a smile, his eyes full of expectation.

It was Mu Xiaoxiao's most familiar tune, echoing in the best time of her life, clean, pure and pure.

The sound of the flute sounded, and the crisp syllables pierced the dark night sky, like the sound of heaven flowing into the world, the sound entered the ears, throbbing the heart, turning a thousand times, tactfully preparing for it, sad but not sad.

The flowers between the streams are full of people who have not returned, and the veins are gone.

There is no period for the origin of love, and there is no regret in the end.

Mu Xiaoxiao remembered the poems that her mother often recited, and gradually got better until she forgot herself.

Guangxi listened attentively, his eyes closed slightly, and he felt a clear stream flowing through his heart, flowing to every corner of his body, which was cool and comfortable like never before.

After a song, the aftermath lingered, Guangxi and Mu Xiaoxiao were already out of the realm, and they didn't know where to go.

After a long time, Guangxi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, and suddenly found that she was radiating light, soft but brilliant.

"I've never heard such a beautiful tune. Guangxi said, his tone full of admiration.

Mu Xiaoxiao withdrew from her memories, her eyes were a little hazy, and she said, "The slave has never seen such a good flute. ”

As he spoke, he returned the jade flute to Guangxi.

Guangxi took it, looked at the jade flute in his hand with gentle eyes, and said softly: "This jade flute is the only relic left to me by the queen mother, and my mother is the most beloved concubine of my father. Later, the queen mother had a difficult birth, and gave birth to me with all her strength, but she went away, and I didn't even have a chance to see her, and the queen mother only left a portrait, but my father hid it, and I never saw it. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled, and blurted out and asked, "Why doesn't the emperor let you see it?"

As soon as the words came out, Mu Xiaoxiao realized that it was inappropriate for him to talk to the third prince like this, and he was a little jealous, so he bowed his head slightly.

Guangxi didn't mind and said, "I don't know what the reason is, but I probably guessed that my father thought that I killed my mother and had a grudge against me, so he always had a cold attitude towards me, and never let me know that there was anything about my mother." Of course, I still know a little bit about this, how can there be an impermeable place in this palace. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao listened, and was surprised that Guangxi said so much to her, but she didn't know how to answer his words, so she had to nod her head silently.

"The Queen Mother must have been a very beautiful woman, and although I had never met her, in my heart, in my dreams, she had come many times. Kwanghee said, as if talking to himself, with nostalgia.

Mu Xiaoxiao listened to his words, remembered his mother, remembered his father, those days, there was no going back.

Maybe it was sympathy, Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she and Guangxi's hearts were very close for a moment, and she could empathize with his emotions.

"The lady must be very beautiful and kind. Mu Xiaoxiao said seriously.

Guangxi glanced at her, smiled slightly, and nodded, "I said a lot tonight, but I was talking about it, but you didn't say anything." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao was a little flustered and lowered her head, "The slave has nothing to say." ”

"Really?" Guangxi asked, not a question but a rhetorical question, "I don't think so, Mu Xiaoxi, I know that you must be a person with a story." ”

Guangxi looked at Mu Xiaoxiao steadily, and said slowly, his eyes seemed to see through everything about her.

"I ......" Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to explain something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Guangxi had already stood up and said with a smile, "It's okay, I hope I will have the opportunity to hear your story in the future." Thank you tonight, I think I can sleep peacefully. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao saluted and saw Guangxi leave, he might be able to sleep peacefully, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

The night was still deep, with a coolness, Mu Xiaoxiao turned around and went back to his room, leaving only ghostly darkness in the empty corridor.

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What Mrs. Liang didn't expect was that Liang Luo obediently returned to Liang's mansion by himself.

Seeing his son's haggard face, Mrs. Liang's anger couldn't start, but he didn't say a word to him.

Mrs. Liang was distressed, and hurriedly stewed chicken soup and sent it to Liang Luo's room.

Liang Luo was standing in front of the window, looking at the blue sky outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Luo'er. Mrs. Liang screamed, put the chicken soup on the table, and walked over to Liang Luo.

Liang Luo turned his head, looked at his mother's concerned eyes, called "mother", and turned his head again.

Mrs. Liang put her hands on Liang Luo's shoulders and said softly, "What are you looking at Luo'er, let's drink the chicken soup first." ”

Liang Luo didn't speak, but he didn't refuse, he sat down at the table obediently and drank chicken soup.

"I've suffered a lot in the past few days, don't go out recently, stay in the house, and my mother will cook by herself", make good food for you and make up for your body. Look at how thin this is. Mrs. Liang looked at Liang Luo and said distressedly.

Liang Luo let out a "hmm" and pushed the soup bowl in front of him.

Mrs. Liang looked at the empty bowl, very surprised, Liang Luo has always been picky, even if Mrs. Liang cooks it herself, he eats half of it at most, and today he actually drank a big bowl of chicken soup, it seems that it has been tossed and broken these days.

"Mother, I'm sleepy and want to sleep. Liang Luo said, looking tired.

"Okay, okay, you rest, it's time to get a good night's sleep and nourish your spirits. Mrs. Liang said, and personally made the bed for Liang Luo.

Liang Luo sent Mrs. Liang to the door, saluted, closed the door, and lay down upside down.

Liang Luo felt very tired and tired, and the exhaustion from the bottom of his heart stole all his strength.

There are too many disturbances, too many people are so-called, he doesn't want to think about anything, he just wants to lie quietly until the sky is dark, until the earth is desolate.

He is only fourteen years old, but he is just a teenager, and he also wants to be angry with fresh clothes, fight the sword world, and take his beloved girl to see the prosperity of the world.

He is only fourteen years old, he is a teenager in the end, and he has also been high-spirited, looking at the world, and his talent has poured over all beings, and he boasts that he is unparalleled in the world.

But before the boy's dream was finished, the cruel reality of the world had suddenly unfolded in front of his eyes, unchallengeable authority, untouchable rules, and the boy fell into a completely passive situation, without the slightest right to choose. Even if you still hold your head high, you must bow your head in front of reality.

Someone is secretly laughing hideously, but the young man is crying in his dreams.