"What King Zhuang Xian said is extremely true," Lan Guiren suddenly spoke, but his eyes were full of light, "However, this beautiful woman is not as simple as you think, the sound of the flute is like a heavenly sound, I heard that it is comparable to the prince of Yuchen." ”

This name resounded in Qingluan's heart like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and she only felt that she had lost her strength for a while, and she couldn't tell where she was. Su E also felt bad, although she expected that Lan Guiren was by no means the kind of person who opened her mouth to save in order to take care of the overall situation, she also did not expect that she could hit the nail on the head with such a statement. Besides, Qingluan had never shown people with flute sounds before, how did she know.

However, King Zhuang Xian didn't think about it much, and only said with a hint of contempt: "Since it is comparable to Yuchen, then the king really wants to see and understand." ”

"Lord Wang......" Qingluan bowed slightly, with a reluctant look on her face, "The concubine doesn't know where the nobles heard about it, but the concubine really doesn't know the rhythm." ”

"Xiang Chang is here, so you don't have to shirk it," the queen chuckled, but her tone did not leave room for maneuver, "This palace has never heard the good news of Prince Yuchen, why don't you give it a try here." Even if you blow it badly, no one will laugh at you. ”

While speaking, the maid touched a jade sea pattern agarwood flute and walked in front of her. There is no need to shirk the situation, but the woman can't hold back the pain and frustration that surging up in her heart. She wanted to reach out, but the man was not there, how could she play the flute freely. What if you have to fall in love in the depths?

There was already a bold concubine snickering, but the woman's ears seemed to echo like an empty voice, and Yuchen's figure lingered in front of her for a while. As if he was still dressed in white, within reach, he turned around and smiled at her gently, like a spring breeze.

"The queen's words are wrong, can it be true that there are still ministers in the flute." Like a thunderbolt, the voice was warm, but it was extremely heartwarming in my ears. The man in the crescent white robe stood at the door of the main hall, as if he had hidden his figure in the backlight, only refracting the white light of the ground. The flute on his fingertips is still the same as before, and no one has ever interpreted the emerald color so handsome and upright.

Qingluan almost wanted to get up, but she endured the thought.

The surprise in the eyes of the Son of Heaven was fleeting, and Da Yan smiled: "Yuchen is getting more and more disagreeable, he escaped my banquet and came to steal the limelight from others. ”

"The emperor atoned for his sins, and the minister didn't come late on purpose, but he met a beautiful woman on the way, and persuaded her to come with the minister to help the emperor and take some pains."

Yu Hao was slightly surprised, and then smiled: "Even so, I really want to see who it is......"

The words seemed to be a paper kite that was put in the air but the thread was broken, and it stopped abruptly the moment it saw the woman. The air froze at this moment, on the sound of "it's me".

She walked out from behind Yuchen without warning, wearing a smoky pomegranate gauze skirt with blue water, without a little powder on her face, but her eyes were full of frost and snow. Her voice was cold and distant, just like the wisp of nobility that could not be concealed, and because of her appearance, the noisy dinner party was silent for a while.

"Ah Jin......"

Five years later, she has not changed, as if she has never aged. However, even if the person has not changed, it is no longer the tenderness of the original. When I saw her, I felt like I had seen the lonely and lonely years, and I saw everything that had been like the vast snow and mist scattered in the sky, so light and so short.

The queen was also flustered, but she still beat her spirit and pulled out a smile: "I haven't seen the princess for a long time." ”

"The same goes for concubines." When she raised her eyes, it was like the momentum of thousands of troops and horses, and people didn't dare to say lightly, "The concubine is here to present a song for the emperor." ”

With that, the maid behind her had set up the harp in the center of the main hall. She sat in the hall, the white skirt of the green lotus was like a lotus leaf, and she nodded slightly to Yuchen.

For a while, the hall was silent, and I saw the beautiful woman sitting in front of the piano, with slender and white fingers. The flute player closed his eyes slightly, dressed in white and raised in the wind, a piano and a flute, so seamless, like the sound of flowers blooming in early spring, falling on the ears, crispy, soft. It was originally a natural sound, such a golden man and a beautiful woman, and it was not like a thing in the world. The Son of Heaven in front of the case bent his hands slightly into fists in the dragon robe, and after five years, she coped with it so lightly.

From the moment Ah Jin stepped into this hall, he could no longer tolerate her in his eyes. I saw a beautiful woman, only heard the sound of the piano, as if it was many years ago, she sat under the pear blossom tree in the court, and he pointed to the spring color of the garden. Then the sun was peaceful, and all was well.

However, compared to the Son of Heaven, Qingluan finally lost the courage to look at the person he was thinking about. She was afraid that the two people in front of her would be too harmonious, and she was afraid that Yu Chenfu would raise his face, but there was only coldness in his eyes like treating strangers. The wine in the glass was exhausted, but she was still holding the wine bottle alone, and the silent spreading pain made her cry out.