Qing Li walked out of the Prince's Mansion, and when the carriage slowly left, she suddenly moved her mind and looked at the lintel of the Prince's Mansion.

The gilded characters on the plaque are shiny and bright, and the gorgeous style is not inferior to the palace, and the dignity is incomparable.

It is such a place that everyone envies, and it is also the battlefield of their deceit, wandering between everyone in a false and unjust way, what is the meaning of worrying every day?

Just for the sake of such a supreme being?

The distress of the high place is unbearable, that person should know best!

At this time, she somewhat understood why her father would give away the crown prince at the beginning, and he was such an elegant person, the most disdainful thing was to do some secret things, or to be an idle prince in the future.

Smiling indifferently, Qing Li put down the gauze curtain in his hand and leaned against the wall of the car to close his eyes.

There were various sounds in her ears, the carriage was moving smoothly and rhythmically, and a few wisps of breeze were blowing on her face through the windows from time to time, soft and comfortable to the point of being slightly drunk.

Just when she was already comfortable to sleep, the carriage drove to the palace, and she had to open her eyes in a daze, and get up and get out of the car with a sigh in her heart.

Although it had been some time since she arrived at the palace, she never bothered to memorize the courtyard paths. First, Anning Lanxi will help her guide the way, and secondly, she doesn't want to be nostalgic for this place where she has lived temporarily for a year.

However, she was in a hurry to travel today, and she didn't let An Ning Lanxi follow, and now she can't tell which way it is.

Not wanting to trouble the other servants, Qing Li suddenly felt a hint of interest, since he didn't recognize it, then it would be better to go wherever he went.

The servants and maidservants along the way were all extremely respectful to her, and she knew that this was the effect that Ling Yichen usually made. It is said that they love the house and Wu, they should respect and love the god of war, so it will not be much worse for her.

The scenery along the way adheres to the strength and strength of Chennan Palace, Qing Li found a hidden winding path among the pine forests, and walked slowly along with a hook of the corners of his mouth. The further back you go, the narrower the path becomes.

The surrounding green pines are layered, with only a little sunlight letting in, and occasionally a few insects or birds can be heard, but you can't find the source of the sound.

The lime grass everywhere exudes a delicate aroma and sways freely in the wind. All that catches your eye is a piece of greenery, as if you have entered a green world alone, immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself.

Qing Li was pleasantly surprised, looking forward to the scenery behind, just like the excitement of discovering a wonderful cave when I was a child, and I wanted to go on an adventure trip.

The denser vegetation obscured the sunlight to the surface, but Qing Li could hear the bright sound of the water, a bit like the sound of a stream crashing against stones, easy and crisp.

After walking in for a while, she could suddenly hear the faint sound of the piano, far away from it I couldn't hear it clearly, but the light in front of her became stronger and stronger, and her intuition told her that there was a hole behind that corner!

As she expected, there was a small lake at the end of the path, and the water was clear. Under the refraction of the sun, the water surface is sparkling, covered with a pale golden halo, and there is a thin mist, which has a kind of ethereal and empty taste.

In the middle of the lake is a three-storey water pavilion, the white yarn moves with the wind, and from time to time there are wind chimes and the sound of the stream.

Such a beautiful scenery makes people want to see if its owner is also a transcendent person.

The nostalgic sound of the piano is finally clear, long and soft, like a song and a complaint, such as a cry, with joy and sorrow between the flow of the piano sound, as well as a strong longing, which makes people can't help but go away in indulgence.

Walk across the bamboo bridge, come to a small platform in front of the water pavilion, the wooden plaque with a small seal written "Qingxinju" three words, small and beautiful but elegant, should be from a woman's hand. It's just that the word "pure heart" slightly brings the meaning of being born, isn't it that the person who lives in it is still a person outside the world?

Although Qing Li was puzzled, he did not take a step forward.

Do not enter if you are indecent. It was already rude for her to break into this place, and even if she was curious, and her master hadn't spoken, she wouldn't want to step in and disturb her.

The gauze curtains were layered, Qing Li leaned against the door, and could only vaguely see a man stroking the piano, his figure was thin, but his expression and movements were extremely focused and chic.

I don't know how long it took, but at the end of the song, the man sighed heavily, raised his eyes to look at Qing Li through the white veil, and said lightly: "Li'er, come in." ”

The familiar voice made Qing Li realize that the man who was stroking the qin was Ling Rui.

Slightly stunned, Qing Li walked in with a smile and took a moment as a concubine, "Father, I'm bothering." ”

I always thought that my father was just a gentle man, but he also had such a style. The casual side was so casual that she didn't even recognize it.

Ling Rui didn't blame, he just stroked the piano in his hand with a smile, "It's okay, since you're here, it's fate." ”

He waved his hand with a faint smile, his voice was a little ethereal, and his eyes were soft as if they could drip water, "This was originally where Yingxia lived, and this king came and went around when he had nothing to do." ”

Yingxia?

It turned out to be a former princess......

Qing Li looked around, the furnishings in the room were not luxurious, or it could be said to be too simple.

All sides are blocked by sheer curtains, so you can see the outside scenery from any angle. In the center is a ten-stringed piano, on one side is a carved mahogany chaise longue, on the low table next to it is a tea set and a few books with blue covers, and the rest is only a square chessboard.

Such a simple decoration really has the meaning of pure heart and few desires! Born in a family of businessmen like the Lu family, and being able to be so free and easy, Qing Li suddenly felt extremely interesting.

Ling Rui's eyes turned to the recliner and said with a low smile: "In the past, Yingxia always liked to read books on the recliner, and willfully let this king stroke the piano on the side for her......"

He chuckled lightly, although there was some complaint on his lips, but his tone was full of doting, and the tenderness in his expression could not be concealed, and his eyes were full of warmth.

Qing Li also laughed. Lu Yingxia, a talented girl who was famous in Kyoto back then, turned out to have such a childish side! I guess this is only the case with people who trust and rely on it.

looked at Ling Rui with a light smile, and found that Ling Rui was also looking at her, and after being slightly stunned, he heard him laugh and say, "Li'er, in fact, you really look like Yingxia!" "It's no wonder that Chen'er is so hard to give up......

Is she like Lu Yingxia? Qing Li raised her eyebrows slightly, shook her head and smiled, "Father praised it, I am not as good as my mother in case I ......"

Although she had never seen it, she had also heard of the brilliance of this first talented woman.

It is rumored that Lu Yingxia has been talented since she was a child, and even the scholars of Wenyuan Pavilion praised her, and sighed why she is not a man, otherwise she must be the pillar of the country and the minister of the humerus!

I heard that the poems and paintings she made are treasures that everyone is vying to collect, and I don't know how many kings and grandsons I fascinated back then, and finally marrying King Chennan was also rumored to be a good story!

Qing Li knows that his talent is mediocre, and he doesn't have such elegant sentiments, and the only medical skill that he can do is not comparable to it, how can it be like it?

(Recommend a good old saying, [bookid=3199959,bookname="The Queen's Love Chronicle"])