Chapter 662: Heavenly Abyss Pond Moonlight
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Zhao Yuan was a little surprised and said: "This 'Ying Tianchang' seems to be a tune that often appears in the Goolan Workshop. β
Yunyang explained seriously: "I don't sing well, I rarely sing, and I don't know many tunes. This 'Ying Tian Chang' was taught to me by a maiko when I was learning the big noodles, but I don't know where it is. β
Zhao Yuan didn't speak this time.
Yunyang realized something, and turned his head with some curiosity: "Goolan Sect? Do the gods know about those places too? β
Zhao Yuan's face was embarrassed: "There are many women who are seeking marriage here in Yuelao, and naturally there is no shortage of them in the Goolan Sect." So Xiaoxian has heard a little. β
Yunyang nodded and said, "That's what Xianzun said. It's just that the little woman's singing skills are average, and the voice of the servants in the Goolan Workshop for three days can't be compared, and Xianzun doesn't want to laugh. β
Zhao Yuan smiled imperceptibly: "That's nature." β
Yunyang adjusted his breathing and sang softly: "The wind is warm, the fog is clear, and the pond is full of spring." It is the night hall without moon, dull and cold food. Liang Jianyan, a former social guest. He seemed to laugh at me, and he was sad behind closed doors. The flowers have been scattered, and the rue fragrance in the courtyard is full of messes. When I remember that time, I met and met in the suburbs. See the Han Palace passing candles again, and the smoke is waiting for the house. Green grass, lost in the road. Strongly loaded with wine, carefully looking for the traces of the past. The city bridge is far away, and the people under the willows still know each other. β
Yunyang's voice is not loud or crisp, but has a kind of low and tactful charm, which sounds unique in this night when the moon shadow is clear and the smoke is full of clouds.
After singing, Yun Yang let out a long breath and turned his head a little embarrassed to look at the cherry tree, but there was no sound in the tree.
Yunyang raised her eyebrows in some surprise, and she asked softly, "Yue Lao?" Joking? Are you there? β
The cherry tree was still motionless.
Yunyang was a little lost and a little unwilling, so he walked forward slowly......
Suddenly, a deep and deep voice came from behind him: "Yunyang, where are you going?" β
Yun Yang turned around and saw Zhao Yuan standing a foot away from her. He stood with his back lit, holding a stuffed silk bag in his hand, and the silver moonlight sprinkled over his broad shoulders, outlining his muscular figure.
Subconsciously, Yunyang glanced back at the cherry tree, and then said timidly to Zhao Yuan: "The concubine asks the emperor for peace." β
Zhao Yuan walked towards Yunyang and said in a flat tone, "What is Concubine Ai looking at?" β
Yunyang lowered his head in a panic: "Concubine, I didn't see anything." β
Zhao Yuan walked over and naturally held her hand: "The cherries have been packed for you, go down the mountain." β
"Yes." Yunyang didn't dare to look up, his heart pounding.
Zhao Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at Yun Yang's anxious side face with interest.
Yunyang didn't dare to say anything more and walked forward with his head down.
After walking two steps, I heard Zhao Yuan say: "The way down the mountain is over there." β
"Oh." Yun Yang answered, turned around and walked in the other direction.
Zhao Yuan looked at her flustered back and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. He didn't follow Yunyang, but went to the cherry tree and took down the crystal longevity peach palace lamp that was still on the branch.
At this time, Yun Yang returned with a red face, took the palace lamp from Zhao Yuan's hand, and silently put it into his embroidered coat.
Zhao Yuan was silent, took her hand and walked slowly down the mountain.
After walking dozens of steps, neither of them spoke.
Yun Yang first peeked at Zhao Yuanlai breathlessly, only to see that his expression was sparse, his expression was not angry or happy, and he couldn't see why.
Cheering himself up, Yunyang spoke first: "Your Majesty, how do you know that the concubine is here?" Aren't you in the Xuande Temple? β
Zhao Yuan squeezed her hand and didn't speak.
"What does that mean?" Yunyang thought uneasily: "Does the emperor know something?" β
The more weak his heart became, the more Yun Yang felt that the silence between the two was so long. She was anxious to break free from this disturbing and flustered silence, so she deliberately said happily: "Your Majesty, is it okay for the concubine to go to see Sister Chen tomorrow?" It's been a long time since I've seen her, and I wonder if she has another experience in Buddhism......"
Zhao Yuan turned his head, and his eyes shot straight into Yun Yang's heart like electricity: "Do you really want to see her so much?" β
Yun Yang looked at Zhao Yuan's eyes, her gaze was sharp and unpredictable, and she said a little unscrupulously: "Concubine...... It's just that...... Just ......"
Zhao Yuan didn't seem to want to know her answer, he frowned and turned his head and continued to be silent. It's just that he seems to be working harder in his hand, and he pulls Yunyang to his side.
Yun Yang was dragged by him to the point that she almost stuck to Zhao Yuan's clothes, and now she was more and more sure that the emperor was angry, and he was not angry!
Searching the intestines and scraping the ground, Yun Yang tried hard to think about what he had done wrong, it was worth Zhao Yuan's anger, could it be because he slipped out of Changxin Palace in the middle of the night?
So Yun Yang was cautious, and pretended to be calm and said: "Actually, today's incident is just a coincidence, the concubine was sorting out the silk threads in the house after dinner, but I didn't expect Xiuguo'er to come back and say that she found a place full of cherries...... Oh, by the way, what about the embroidered fruit? Yun Yang said, looking around.
Zhao Yuan seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yunyang's habit of being distracted by others anytime and anywhere, and he pulled Yunyang to his side again, and this time Yunyang was almost clinging to him.
"Your Majesty, it's not easy for the concubine to walk like this!" Yun Yang's face was pressed against Zhao Yuan's arm, and he said with some effort.
Zhao Yuan glanced down at her, the light in his eyes softened, and his hand naturally loosened.
Yun Yang let out a long breath and shook his arm slightly, relaxing.
Zhao Yuan was very dissatisfied with Yunyang's relaxed and comfortable expression without sticking to his body, and snorted in his nose.
Yunyang turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yuan, only to feel that he was really weird tonight, and he didn't like it for some reason. Yunyang sighed secretly: "What can I do about this? β
At this moment, the two of them passed by the vicinity of the Xuande Hall and saw that the entrance of the hall was brightly lit, and the palace people were performing their duties, standing there quietly and solemnly. The only thing that was different from usual was that there was a man dressed as a military attachΓ©, waiting in front of the door, pacing back and forth, as if he was in a hurry.
Yun Yang thought to himself, here's the opportunity! She turned her head to look at Zhao Yuan solemnly and said, "Your Majesty, that military attache seems to be waiting for you!" He looks like he has something urgent to report, do you want to ......?"
Speaking of this, she involuntarily stopped her mouth, and it turned out that Zhao Yuanzheng was staring at her with a cold face. That look was too cold and stern in Yunyang's eyes.