Lu Mingyue has been married into the Juewang Mansion for a few days, because the Juewang is not in the mansion, Lu Mingyue can only be regarded as half a princess, and she doesn't have to go to the palace to ask for peace, but she is also happy.

Today, Lu Mingyue changed into a plain dress, Jinxin held the qin, and the two of them sneaked out of the palace, leaving the young one to cover in the mansion.

The sun is shining, the air in the mountains is particularly refreshing, Lu Mingyue is sitting in front of the mountain hut, her fingers plucking the strings, the rhythm comes out, and the slightest is in her ears, it seems that there is a beautiful girl narrating something happy, and her voice is beautiful.

In another part of the mountain, someone was listening to the beautiful sound of a lovely girl playing by the stream, and she was happy to see many fish.

Looking for the cheerful sound of the piano like the tinkling of spring water, there is a hut in the mountains, and the sound of the piano has stopped, I don't know who is playing the piano?

The man walked in and saw a woman dressed in white standing quietly under a peach blossom tree not far away, covering her face with a light veil, a white hairband wrapped around the green silk, letting the spring breeze blow the hair to lift the ends of her hair, dancing with the wind, the woman tilted her head slightly, looking at the pink petals of the full tree, scattered with the breeze, fluttering and falling on the woman's pure white Luo skirt, drawing a beautiful flower trace.

The woman turned to look at the man, his clear and agile eyes did not have much emotion, and the man seemed to be fixed by these eyes, and stood there for a long time without blinking.

Lu Mingyue turned around and saw that on the opposite hill, under the white magnolia tree, there was a man wearing a dark green dark flower vine pattern cloud brocade robe, with a purple bamboo flute on the green jade belt around his waist, handsome and chic, and his bearing was extraordinary.

This person is Nangong Rui, the ninth son of the current emperor.

Lu Mingyue glanced at it, then turned around and walked towards the house, at this time Jinxin came out of the house, saw a man on the hill, and then looked at his own young lady, and returned to the house with her.

Only the peach blossom tree with its petals still falling was left in the courtyard.

Nangong Rui smiled at the corner of his mouth, leaned against the tree and pretended to sleep, and thought in his heart, "I have traveled abroad for many years, and I didn't expect to meet such a lovely person when I returned to Beijing today, with white clothes fluttering, not only the delicate of a woman, but also exuding a little manly spirit, this trip back to Beijing is really rewarding." ”

Lu Mingyue returned to the house and drank a few sips of tea, walked out slowly, and walked down the simple corridor to the pavilion built at the west foot of the courtyard.

In the gazebo hangs a thin light veil, which is blown by the wind.

In the center of the pavilion is a guqin made of cedar wood, and the body of the piano is carved with white lotus, as if floating in water.

Lu Mingyue plucked the strings, and the beautiful tune slowly flowed out.

Nangong Rui took off the purple bamboo flute around his waist and put it to his lips, and the sound of the flute and the piano sounded.

Lu Mingyue frowned, and then stretched out again, a flute and a piano, the music is melodious, for a while the mountains and rivers are flowing water, and for a while the valleys and rivers are flat, asking what is difficult to find in the world, you have to meet a bosom friend!

At the end of the song, Lu Mingyue bowed slightly to the man on the hill in the fluttering of the tulle, and the man also responded with a salute.

The two stood and looked at each other, and after a while, the sound of the flute began again, and the sound of the piano followed...... When Lu Mingyue returned to the palace, it was already evening, Jinxin poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lu Mingyue, Lu Mingyue was about to take a sip, the hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped, and the corner of her mouth smiled: "It seems that it is done!" ”