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When he went to Kwai Ling Pavilion again, Fu Xuan's state of mind was very different. If it weren't for the last resort, he wouldn't have planned to look for the nightshade girl.

When night falls, Jianye City under the shroud of neon colors is more prosperous than in the past, full of light, and dizzying. After the emperor's birthday festival, some of those lanterns were removed due to the wind and rain, and some of the ornaments spontaneously opened by the people were still hanging, and these remnants were revealed by the lights in the buildings at night, revealing a kind of decay and desolate beauty, Fu Xuan thought, if the emperor came here, he would be furious and ask these shops to remove these eyesore.

Qingqing's carriage soon arrived outside the Kwai Ling Pavilion, passing through the flower street all the way, those Qinglou teachers in the door of the handyman boy was the first to be unkind to invite Fu Xuan's carriage to come in to have fun, Fu Xuan thought about it, maybe the whole Jianye City knew that he was a person with broken sleeves, smiled helplessly, and when he passed the Yuhan Terrace, the handyman at the door smiled softly at Qingqing, and called Fu Xuan to be more sure of his conjecture.

The last few horse's hooves dissipated in the dark streets of Qingshi, Qingqing jumped out of the car, opened the curtain for Fu Xuan, and said, "Qingqing is waiting for Brother Xuan here." "Since the death of Taozhi, Qingqing has matured a lot overnight, no longer willful, and no longer naïve.

"Good. Fu Xuan felt a little sorry for him, "This time I really have something to discuss with Miss Nightshade, and I will come to her to listen to the piano in the future, and I will definitely call you along." ”

Qingqing smiled faintly and said "Okay", although he knew that this "coming day" would not come.

Fu Xuan's arm trembled slightly as he pushed the heavy door of the Kwai Ling Pavilion.

A soft piano sound floated from the pavilion, curling and elegant, like a dreamy fairy music, which soothed Fu Xuan's trembling heart with his arms.

In the huge pavilion, there is only a flickering candle in the upper place. Looking at the first floor of the piano hall, it is still the cleanliness of the fireworks that do not eat the world, the smell of good sandalwood fills the air, the light cyan curtain is tied to the ground and falls generously, and the gray color is slightly shown in the dim candle flame, but it does not prevent people from judging the faint and distant of the piano hall, which is extraordinary.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and after a while, a silhouette of a figure appeared at the end of the stairs on the second floor.

"Come up. The nightshade girl said, her voice was still cold, as if the temperature inside the hall was generally not in the same stream as the heat outside.

Fu Xuan went up the stairs, the elegant room on the second floor revealed a faint white light to lead him over, all the furnishings in the room have not changed, the real calligraphy of Zhong Xuan on the wall hangs quietly, but Fu Xuan looks at this word at this moment, it is very different from the invitation to listen to the piano a few months ago.

There are a few more lights in the room, brighter than downstairs, nightshade sits down slowly, low eyebrows and light face, Fu Xuan only then saw her face, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I see thin, two light moth eyebrows are not modified, the sideburns are neatly rooted, meticulous and no broken hair is scattered, the figure is excellent, natural and elegant, the body is still the plain white and lotus dark pattern robe, the year has moved to summer, the material is lighter and thinner than autumn.

Fu Xuan was a little moved, and it was difficult to speak, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I have been visiting you for a long time, but many things have happened in it, please forgive Miss Nightshade." ”

Nightshade took a sip of tea lightly and said, "What is the sin of the prince of Fuxuan? The prince of the family is duckweed and dusty in the eyes of the nightshade, and the love of people in the world is nothingness and emptiness. ”

"The girl is a little ruthless in what she said......" Fu Xuan said with a slight heartache.

Nightshade wanted to drive straight in, saying "nothing to do and go to the Three Treasures Palace", but he hesitated at the moment he wanted to speak, if Fu Xuan really said that he would go back, then she would be the only one left in the empty attic of the piano hall. She was not afraid of loneliness, or even rejoiced in solitude and loneliness, but she was afraid that the loneliness was given to her by him.

And Fu Xuan actually thought of a place with her.

He came to the future for a long time, although he came this time with a request for things, but as soon as he came, he opened his mouth, and it was difficult to speak after all, so he straightened his body, spread out the gauze robe scattered under his knees, and said: "It's been a long time in the future, I wonder if Miss Nightshade still treats me like an old friend, and is still willing to play the piano and reward me?"

"Yes. Nightshade said lightly and simply, "Old friends are old friends, but there is new understanding." ”

Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment, knowing that she meant to refer to the fetish of broken sleeves, she turned a little red for a while, and said, "That's why ...... Fu Xuan didn't dare to visit the girl, and the girl was a person of pure cultivation, for fear of adding unnecessary rumors and troubles to the girl. ”

"Fu Xuan Gongzi used to say that he was an old friend, but now he is so outside. Nightshade said coldly, casually lifting the iron casting simmering charcoal fire on the side, her arms have been practicing the piano all the year round, quite powerful, and she has been holding it steadily without shaking, she is smart, the most ingenious in learning the piano, and the geisha skills next to her are also good at it, and cooking tea is a variety of top leaders. I saw her swing her arm lightly, her bare hand moved, and the tea poured steadily from the spout of the pot into the cup on the table.

"This celadon jade cup, can you remember Fu Xuan's son?" said Long Kui, and slowly pushed the cup with blue leaves hanging in front of Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan was only stunned again, he had really seen this celadon jade cup, the shape was like a stamen, faint buds to be spit out, it was a cup used by Nightshade himself, and he gave it to Fu Xuan to drink tea, and he came again today, but it has not changed due to the changes in the world.

Fu Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the nightshade a little stunned, quite flattered, what a noble person the nightshade is, after experiencing the public opinion of the broken sleeves, the Kwai Ling Pavilion does not seem to be due to the changes with the outside world, but the world is independent and spotless.

Nightshade smiled faintly rarely: "Master Fuxuan, why are you looking at me like this?"

"This friendship cannot be repaid...... Fu Xuan said.

"Since you are a friend, why do you need to report it?" Long Kui said, "Which song does Fu Xuan Gongzi want to hear, Long Kui will bring it to Childe again." Long Kui said that he was about to pluck the strings and test the sound, but asked Fu Xuan to quickly hold down the vibrating strings, and the texture of the paulownia wood surface was clearly touched in the palm, and the residual sound of the strings passed through the palm to the heart. Fu Xuan couldn't bear to look at the rare joy of the woman in front of her, if she wanted to shatter her dream, the long pain was better than the short pain.

Nightshade slowly dimmed, and returned to her usual cold and arrogant look, and there was a flash of loneliness but Fu Xuan caught it tightly. Nightshade said two words coldly: "Say it." ”

"The girl is a very smart person, you should know that Fu Xuan came to ask for something this time, but Fu Xuan really misses the past and the girl in the palace orchard to play the piano correction, in this Kwai Ling Pavilion to talk for a long time, but now Wang Xie Shijia is in trouble, Fu Xuan has no intention of entertainment, I really ask Miss Nightshade to forgive her sins. ”

"Yes, I know. Nightshade tried his best to hide the sourness and loneliness in his eyes, "Speaking of Fuxuan, Gongzi may not believe it, Nightshade has grown up in the Qinglou for so many years, and his understanding of the nobles of the family is probably not as shallow as Fuxuan Gongzi, Fuxuangongzi's concerns are all understood, please Fuxuan Gongzi does not need to mind." ”