Zhao Yuan put down the sheet music in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Yunyang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His eyes were like two black plums soaked in wine, shining with a slight drunken frivolity.

Yunyang's expression was still respectful, she stood quietly beside Zhao Yuan, her hands in front of her restrainedly, and she was silent.

Zhao Yuan let out a sigh of some loss, and then picked up the piano sheet and looked at it.

Yun Yang saw that he didn't speak, and he didn't dare to leave without permission, and when he stood there, his eyes quietly swept over Zhao Yuan's clear side face under the lamp.

His hair was tied north by a golden crown of silk and rubies, which cast a hazy halo under the palace lamp. The bridge of his nose was still so straight, and his thin lips were slightly open, as if he was silently trying the tune of the score.

Zhao Yuan didn't take his eyes off the piano score at this time, but gently grabbed Yun Yang's right hand hanging in front of him and put it next to his chest.

Although his movements were gentle but very sudden, Yun Yang didn't expect that his body was a little stiff, so that the thin tulle skirt he was holding in his hand because of nervousness didn't have time to put it down, and was collected by Zhao Yuan in his palm.

Yunyang's gauze skirt has five layers, all of which are composed of Wu yarn as thin as cicada wings. Yun Yang was holding a layer in his hand. The light-lake-colored Wu yarn spread out lightly with Yunyang's hand, like a faint cloud of smoke after the rain between Zhao Yuan and Yunyang.

Zhao Yuan's palm was wide and warm, slowly kneading Yunyang's hand, and the light gauze skirt also grinded Yunyang's palm with his movements, making her feel not so comfortable.

Zhao Yuan seemed to feel Yun Yang's uneasiness, he pulled Yun Yang's hand over, lowered his head and kissed her cold fingertips.

Yunyang felt his lips soft and moist, and his heart instantly rippled. Frightened by her reaction, she subconsciously withdrew her hand.

Zhao Yuan didn't expect Yunyang to make such a move, his empty palm hung in the air a little melancholy, and then fell silently, knocking lightly on the table twice.

Yunyang realized at this time that her actions just now were really rude, although she didn't have any dissatisfaction with Zhao Yuan when she asked herself, but her actions seemed so angry for some reason.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and she was about to take the initiative to ask him for guilt, but she didn't expect Zhao Yuan to open her mouth first.

"I got a piano a few days ago, but I don't know if it's good or bad, just happen to be here. You're good at music, how about giving it a try? ”

Yunyang was struggling to know how to break this embarrassing atmosphere, and of course he couldn't ask for Zhao Yuan's suggestion. She immediately replied cheerfully: "The concubine obeys the order." ”

Zhao Yuan glanced back at her, as if he understood how worried she was at the moment. He raised his arms and wanted to hug her into his arms, but he was afraid that doing so would make her even more nervous, so he had to put down his hand and said to Liu Fuquan outside, "Bring me my piano." ”

Soon, Liu Fuquan walked up with a Fuxi-style guqin.

When sending the qin, Liu Fuquan quickly glanced at Zhao Yuan and Yunyang, and keenly felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little strange. His originally jubilant face suddenly had a layer of frost, and he frowned worriedly, but he didn't say much.

Liu Fuquan put the piano on the piano case and quietly withdrew. Yunyang walked over to the piano case and took a closer look.

I saw that the black lacquer of this piano was covered with vermilion lacquer, the tile gray tire, the cow hair was broken, the mussel was the emblem, the yellow poplar tail, the red sandalwood, the green jade foot, the round dragon pool, and the long round phoenix swamp.

Yunyang plucked the strings lightly, and the sound of the piano was loud, ethereal, and spread in the empty hall, and there was a faint echo.

Zhao Yuan lifted the front of his robe, sat down next to Yunyang, and handed her the sheet music. Yunyang took it and put the score between Zhao Yuan and himself, so that Zhao Yuan could also see it when he played it for a while.

Yunyang only glanced twice, and then memorized the score in the book. After playing a piece of music from the score, Yunyang stopped his hand and turned his head to see that Zhao Yuan was still staring intently at the score.

After not seeing him for many days, Zhao Yuan has cleared a little less than before, but his spirit is much better than before.

From Yunyang's point of view, the tip of his beauty became more and more obvious, a pair of sword eyebrows were inserted diagonally into his sideburns, and his thick eyelashes trembled lightly with the flow of eye waves, black and flamboyant...... Before he knew it, Yunyang stopped pressing Qin's hand, and his breathing became slightly short.

Zhao Yuan's eyelashes suddenly raised, and a pair of starry eyes looked at Yun Yang's eyes burningly.

Yunyang was embarrassed, but on the surface, he was still holding on. She pretended to be calm and pointed to the piano score and said, "Your Majesty, look here." The concubine came to play the song next. ”

Zhao Yuan obediently withdrew his gaze and looked at the place Yun Yang pointed at wholeheartedly.

Yunyang secretly adjusted his breathing, raised his hand to pluck the strings, and pretended to play the song calmly.

After finishing the song, Yunyang turned another page of the score, and at this moment, she felt that Zhao Yuan was looking at her.

She stroked the sheet music in disguise, then turned her head and pretended to tune the strings. When she adjusted the strings and then turned her head, Zhao Yuan was still looking at her with a serious and clear expression.

Yunyang only felt that his face was burning, and he began to stammer: "Your Majesty...... Concubines...... Don't you listen to the piano anymore? ”

Zhao Yuan watched her cheeks fly up the clouds, but he didn't mean to laugh at all, but said pityingly: "It's not too early, and the concubine is tired." I won't play the piano today. Liu Fuquan's Yongxiangxuan doesn't know if you like it or not, I will accompany you over to take a look. ”

Yun Yang obediently stood up and walked out, Zhao Yuan walked half a step behind her with his hands behind him, and the two walked silently to the door of Yongxiangxuan.

Yunyang pushed open the partition door with red sandalwood carved begonia patterns, and saw Xiuguo'er sitting at the table in the outer hall with her forehead in her hand and falling asleep.

At this time, there was no sound except the breeze shaking the flower branches and the grass insects flapping their thin wings.

Yunyang turned his head and saw Zhao Yuan standing there.

She didn't know whether to invite Zhao Yuan to sit in Yongxiang Xuan, so she stood there without saying anything.

However, Zhao Yuan's eyes were bright and sparse, and his voice was low and hoarse, but it made people feel very calm: "It's not early, you can rest quickly." After saying that, he still put his hands on his back, turned around and strode away.

Yunyang looked at his back, unable to tell what it was like.

I just felt that time passed, and the scenery around me changed rapidly, and Yunyang seemed to have returned to the night when Zhao Yuan made paper kites for her in the inn outside Hushan City.

In the same way, Zhao Yuan's slender figure stood in front of her door, like a mountain.

The voice was also so low and hoarse, let her rest early, let her close the doors and windows, and then leave silently like this.

For no reason, holding on to the door frame, Yunyang sighed lightly.