The wind blows and falls like snow, and the sound of the pipa is like a group of beads falling on the jade plate.

It was as if squatting down to pick up the fallen plums all over the ground, and then piling up the petals in one place, the branches shook gently, the flowers fell and the flowers flew, and the petals fell on her hair, neck, and clothes.

Murong Yichuan has always silently held a plum that has not withered and looked silently as if picking up plum blossoms, and even murmuring with Mei, unconsciously a little suddenly, in the eyes of the world, flowers are ruthless, but in the eyes of the world, flowers are like people, all have affection, spirituality, so she will be opposite to the flowers, and the flowers whisper, in her eyes every flower is a small life, holding it in the palm of her hand is infinite love.

After squancing for a while, she slowly got up as if she was a little tired, and felt slightly dizzy, Murong Yichuan hurriedly supported her, her movements were still slight, as if she was holding a plum tree full of petals, "Tired, let's go to the pavilion to rest and rest." ”

It was as if he had exhaled a breath and stroked the pearl green and secluded road on his head, it didn't matter, but overnight it was a mess of falling plums like snow, and if he didn't stay longer, he would never see the plum blossoms again.

Murong Yichuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I've been in the Taiji Palace for the past few days, and I haven't come to the Imperial Garden, but I didn't expect the flowers to fall if I didn't see them for a few days, Ruoruo." Our years are also like this flower blooming and falling, now we are all in the prime of life, just like the best time to bloom, but there will be a time of decay after all, a flash of our husband and wife has been five years, as if it is just a thought, maybe the next thought between us is already sideburns like frost, difficult to walk, so we should cherish each other, don't quarrel over some trivial matters and affect our feelings, okay? After all, Murong Yichuan still put down his posture and talked about the contradictions between the two in a very peaceful tone, as if calmly talking about the contradictions between the two, and raised his eyes as if he had caught a glimpse of the deep expectation and love for himself in the man's eyes. When I looked at it, I seemed to be a little moved, and a petal pinched in the palm of my hand was inadvertently grasped but shattered, and as soon as my hand was loosened, the broken flowers fell.

It's like burying my head in a man's warm chest and saying weakly I don't want to argue with you, in fact, I'm more afraid of loneliness than you.

Murong Yichuan tightened Wanrulou a little, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and muttered in a low voice Then let's not snub each other, we can see each other day and night.

It's like a silent response, and my heart says I'm afraid that you'll end up leaving me out in the cold one day.

The sadness in her heart was like no expression, but that insecurity was always like a cloud that could not be dispersed and hung over a corner of her heart, even though at this moment she snuggled into the man's warm arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat and his sincere vows.

"I know that there is something wrong with leaving the table in the Purification Palace for no reason that day, I-" After all, I still wanted to explain or apologize to Murong Yichuan for my willfulness that day, but before she finished speaking, Murong Yichuan hurriedly stopped, forget it, don't mention it in the past, I heard Prime Minister Xiao Cheng and Zhongli Wenjun say that you handled government affairs on my behalf during my expedition very well, knowing the advance and retreat, at first those ministers were against you asking about politics, but now they are very convinced of you, However, you made some troubled ministers make a big fuss in the Purification Palace that day, saying that you are jealous and don't know the general situation, and in the past two days, I have returned these impeachment copies of you one by one, but if you are the queen after all, you can be as willful as you are when you are only you and me, because you are my wife, if you are not only my wife in front of everyone, but also my queen, you read poetry and books to be a queen, you understand, I know that this is a bit embarrassing for you, but I am helpless, if you are, You can leave the housekeeping of the harem to Su Su and Chu Xia to deal with on your behalf, as for the rest, you have to do it yourself, even if you don't want to do it in your heart, you have to know how to be tempted and forbearing, just for me.

After listening to Murong Yichuan's earnest persuasion, he frowned deeply, sighed long, and pulled his body away from the man's embrace little by little, slowly turned around to face him, and said affectionately. "Since you want to be Tang Taizong, then I will be the eldest grandson queen, but Tang Taizong is a amorous man after all, he is competent as the emperor, but he is not a good husband, I don't have the same mind as the eldest grandson queen, I hope that my husband is a generation of holy masters, and I hope he is a good husband and father." A tear fell from the corner of his eye, and an inexplicable sour vinegar welled up in his heart.

Murong Yichuan stretched out his hand and gently held Wanruo's chin and stared at her tearful eyes and said emotionally, I will definitely want you to be the happiest queen in the past, if you must believe in me and believe in our love, Emperor Wen of Sui had no concubine in the sixth palace because he was afraid of Queen Dugu, but I have no concubine in the sixth palace because I love you.

"Well, I believe you, let's throw the petals into the lake, as if we were throwing our unpleasantness into it." As if he didn't know whether he should believe him or not, he could confirm his sincerity from the other party's loud words and serious and affectionate eyes, but many things are impermanent, as if he didn't want to think too much at the moment, just grasp the beauty in front of him, so he took out the interest to join hands with Murong Yichuan and put the petals he had just piled up into his handkerchief and then walked out of the plum garden to Kunming Lake, and the two of them threw the petals into the water together, and the petals floated on the water, turning into duckweed and dotted stars.

At this moment, the sound of Yun Zhaoyi's pipa on the Qingfeng Pavilion is still unstoppable, and seeing that it has passed noon, Murong Yichuan looked back at the early summer road on the side and went to the pavilion to tell Yun Zhaoyi to go back, I want to have lunch with the queen in the pavilion.

In the early summer, he said yes and went to the Qingfeng Pavilion, and after a while, the sound of the pipa stopped.

It was as if when he turned around, Yun Zhaoyi, who saw flowers and branches, left quietly with two little palace maids.

Looking at Yun Zhaoyi's back as she walked away, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said that it was a pity that a good flower was so lonely and withered.

Murong Yichuan took Wanruo's hand as if he hadn't heard it, and walked towards Qingfeng Pavilion.

For several days in a row, Murong Yichuan and Wanruo enjoyed the plum blossoms in the plum garden, and Yun Zhaoyi would also play the pipa on the Qingfeng Pavilion to cheer up.

In the blink of an eye, the second order of February has passed, and the weather is as warm as a day.

Although Murong Yichuan is busy with government affairs every day, he can be accompanied by him all the time, and the Tao is also happy.

After dinner that day, Murong Yichuan handled government affairs in the Taiji Palace, because he had a headache and was a little unwell, he did not accompany him in the Taiji Palace.

After the last recital was approved, it was already two o'clock in the unitary hour, Murong Yichuan yawned, and then got up and walked out of the imperial dining room after drinking the tea in the cup. The eunuch Dequan followed closely behind.

The sky is clear, the moon is like an eyebrow, and the stars are shining.

Murong Yichuan was walking slowly and on the way to Zhaoyang Palace, when he was passing by the Imperial Garden, he suddenly heard the sound of pipa coming from the Linchun Pavilion.

The sound of the pipa from Linchun Pavilion was like Kunshan chalcedony, soothing and lingering, and Murong Yichuan couldn't help but stop and listen.

"If the emperor likes this pipa sound slave, he can accompany you to Linchun Pavilion so that you can hear it more clearly, or the slave will let the person who plays the music come to cheer you up." Seeing that Murong Yichuan was attracted by the sound of the pipa, the eunuch Dequan said attentively on the side.

Murong Yichuan thought for a moment and said, the night was long, so go to Linchun Pavilion first.

In fact, Murong Yichuan had already judged who the person playing the pipa on the Linchun Pavilion was, and this lingering song made his mind fly, thinking of Yun Zhaoyi, who had a beautiful face and a moon-like appearance, if he listened to the sound of the piano while watching the beauty, it would naturally be extraordinarily wonderful.

Murong Yichuan took Dequan quietly to Linchun Pavilion.

At this time, Yun Zhaoyi was sitting on the observation deck at the top of Linchun Pavilion, quietly playing a lingering and tender "Ni Dress Feather Song". Under the soft light, she wore a begonia flower dress, a white gauze skirt, and a red gold pearl jade begonia on her head.

Murong Yichuan stood next to Yun Zhaoyi, looking at her and listening to her play quietly.

This "Neon Clothes and Feather Song" Murong Yichuan is the first time to hear the pipa played, originally it was either a qin song or a flute or flute song, this pipa music sounds unique,

At the end of the song, Yun Zhaoyi's slender jade fingers slowly clicked the pipa strings, and then looked back with a smile, in fact, he had already felt that there was someone behind him, she was a smart woman, she naturally knew who was standing behind her, but she still pretended not to know, when she saw a dragon robe, the majestic and awe-inspiring Murong Yichuan was standing in her own place, Yun Zhaoyi was busy pretending to be frightened, and hurriedly put down the pipa and got up and knelt on the ground, "The concubine didn't know that the emperor was coming, damn it, ask the emperor to atone for his sins." ”

The woman's gestures and gestures are full of charm, and at this moment she is frightened like a little rabbit being chased by a hunter, which makes people look full of pity.

Murong Yichuan said in a gentle tone, "It's okay, I was just attracted by Zhaoyi's pipa sound, if you are guilty, it is too subtle, not only I like it, but even the queen is full of praise for you, no wonder the first emperor was so fortunate to be with you, what is it that you are still holding the pipa and half-covering your face is really a good picture." A breeze struck, and the fragrance on Yun Zhaoyi's body instantly diffused. There was a special feeling that the faint fragrance was in his heart, and Murong Yichuan couldn't help but feel pity for the woman kneeling in front of him, leaned over and helped her up, and in an instant, Yun Zhaoyi's soft body actually fell into Murong Yichuan's arms.

Reason made Murong Yichuan want to push the woman in his arms away, but the thick fragrance diffused on her body seemed to have the magic of seducing the soul.

Because she is afraid of the wind blowing as if she has a headache, and she is also afraid of all kinds of smells to smoke, whether it is good or bad, so she never uses incense, and usually puts some flowers or fruits in the room to purify her qi, Murong Yichuan is also used to the kind of natural qi on her body, and suddenly smells the strong fragrance on Yun Zhaoyi's body, and he is actually a little unable to control himself.

"The concubine has loved the emperor for a long time, and she doesn't expect to be the emperor's concubine, she just hopes to smile at the emperor." Yun Zhaoyi stretched out a slender jade bi to wrap around Murong Yichuan's neck, and then muttered in his ear, how deep was the affection between the words.

**The flood that leaked the gate made Murong Yichuan unable to control his movements, but for a while, the woman's dress had slipped off, and the two of them got off the viewing platform without pushing it, and then went to the inner room. At the beginning, Emperor Tiande sleeved the Spring Pavilion, in addition to watching and entertaining with the concubines, he was indulging in sheng songs here.

Yun Zhaoyi is really a stunner, and Murong Yichuan seems to have a feeling of being unstoppable in her.

**After that, Murong Yichuan gradually calmed down, he carefully smelled the breath emanating from Yun Zhaoyi's body and his eyebrows immediately furrowed, the gentleness just now was completely gone, and he pointed to the disheveled and sweaty woman and rebuked angrily, "Slut, you actually made Ning Lu Xiang to confuse me." Although Murong Yichuan doesn't understand incense, but after he woke up, he still recognized the fragrance on Yun Zhaoyi's body, a spice called condensation fragrance, I remember that when I was a child, Murong Yichuan saw that his mother ordered someone to use this kind of incense, in order to keep his father, this kind of incense has a special formula, which can charm people's hearts, when his mother was old and decrepit, he was no longer favored by his father, but whenever his father smelled the fragrance of his mother, he couldn't hold himself.

Seeing that Murong Yichuan's color had changed, Yun Zhaoyi's frightened soul was not possessed, and he hurriedly kowtowed and pleaded guilty, "The concubine should die, the concubine should die." ”

Thinking of the love just now, Murong Yichuan still did not punish Yun Zhaoyi, and said sharply, tonight's matter is over, if you dare to say half a word, I will kill you and Princess Xinye, and from now on I don't want to hear your pipa sound.

After getting off the Linchun Pavilion, Murong Yichuan instructed Dequan and the others to keep their mouths shut about what had just happened, if the matter between himself and Yun Zhaoyi was spread out, not only would he be sad, but more importantly, he was afraid that the world would accuse him of being unethical and occupying his sister-in-law. At that time, Li Shimin was the princess Yang of Li Yuanji, the king of Qi, for a long time, and then he chose the Xuanwumen change After Li Yuanji was killed, he accepted the Yang family as a concubine, and he was very favored, whether it was at that time or later generations criticized Li Shimin's approach, which is also a stain that Li Shimin could not get rid of in his life, Murong Yichuan has always pursued perfection, how could he allow such a thing to happen to him. Although he promised to be like having no concubines in the six palaces, but now that he is in the prime of spring and autumn, he will inevitably be unable to bear the loneliness.

It seems that he has already prepared ginseng tea,,, seeing that Murong Yichuan is late, he hurriedly asked, didn't he say that he would come with a stick of incense, but now an hour has passed, and the ginseng tea is cold.

Facing Wanruo's concern and affection, thinking about what he had just done, Murong Yichuan felt ashamed, "I saw that the time was still too early after I finished dealing with the official business, and I read the book for a while, but it was too late, head child?" Murong Yichuan put his hand on Wanruo's forehead and said softly.

He shook his head and whispered softly, it didn't hurt anymore.

Hearing this, Murong Yichuan was a little relieved, "That's good, it's not too early, we should rest." ”

The pearl curtain falls, and a little residual red accompanies the night long.

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