Miao Yuan.

This should be the only woman in the palace today who can be arrogant and prosperous without relying on open and secret battles and bending to meet her will, just for her innate noble bloodline and destined splendid career.

But now, she lives in isolation, only with the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha as her companion. Faded red makeup and brocade, only this unchanged yellow shirt.

The light of lightning pierced the silent sky after the muffled thunder rolled, and in Shu E's hazy tears, Shu E saw Miao Yuan's pale face with an unseen sweetness.

The corners of Miao Yuan's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled like that, as if he was intoxicated. Her eyes looked straight at Lan Chuan, as if there was only one Lan Chuan between heaven and earth. There was unconcealed joy and shyness in her eyes, as if her lover who was thousands of miles away had finally arrived, thousands of miles away, just to see each other. For Shu E, who was sitting alone in the corner of the courtyard, he turned a blind eye.

Like a cloud blown by the wind, Miao Yuan stopped next to the pavilion.

The sound of the piano never stopped, and the sound of the piano did not stop. Shu E looked back at Lan Chuan in amazement, his fingers still meticulously plucking the strings. It's like seeing nothing, as if he is the only one in heaven and earth, lightning, thunder, and a yellow shirt, all of them are heard and turned a blind eye. Just sit there and play quietly.

Shu E looked at Lan Chuan who was sitting in the dark, perhaps because of the distance of a corridor, Shu E could only see Lan Chuan's face in the haze. There was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, so that Shu E gradually couldn't understand his piano sound, and there seemed to be only a picture of Lanchuan stroking the qin in front of him, and this picture made Shu E feel frightened for no reason.

Shu E didn't dare to look at it again, and hurriedly turned around, but saw Miao Yuan's slightly trembling lips opening and closing slowly, and spit out two words clearly and softly: "Qingjiang ......"

The oppressive dark clouds were low and dark, and the yellow shirt in front of him seemed to be the only bright color between heaven and earth.

It was this sentence "Qingjiang" that made Shu E suddenly realize that lightning, bright thunder, and the woman in front of her were afraid that she had lost her mind. But the smile on her face was so distinct, as gentle as when she was clear.

Miao Yuan remembers everything on weekdays, but the only thing he forgets is the fire in Yuqing Zhaoying Palace, and the fact that Qingjiang has died.

Once stimulated by the thunder and lightning, Miao Yuan will think of the fire caused by the thunder and lightning, as well as the unbearable scenes in that fire. She remembered the ruthless woman who killed Qingjiang, and remembered Qingjiang sitting alone in a locked room.

The situation at this moment, Miao Yuan's demeanor, made Shu E unable to judge.

However, however, Shu E only felt a chill suddenly coming from the sound of the piano behind her.

Such an uninterrupted piano sound, so sit peacefully and firmly in Lanchuan.

The smile on the corner of Lan Chuan's mouth became clearer and more obvious in Shu E's mind. This kind of smile is full of charm, and this kind of smile is breathtaking. This kind of laughter makes people's backs chill, and this kind of laughter makes people tremble.

Shu E suddenly remembered that the imperial concubine ordered Lan Chuan to go to Baoci Palace to play the song "Manna Spectrum", and at that time, Lan Chuan's face was also such a smile.

Only then did Shu E notice Lanchuan's qin, and a strong sense of ominousness rose in her heart. I haven't seen it for many days, but Lan Chuan actually played this piano again today.

The ten fingers are clean, and the body of the piano is black, which is the scorched tail that was played in the Baoci Palace that day.

Miao Yuan stood quietly under a big tree next to the pavilion, his eyes flowing, he wanted to do and stopped, but his mouth was shouting in a low voice: "Qingjiang." Such a call seemed to pour out all the tenderness in the world, and Shu E's hand holding the embroidered handkerchief couldn't help but lift it against her chest.

"You're here." Lan Chuan's gentle voice accompanied the piano, which was even more charming, "I'll play a tune for you." ”

No one objected, and no one agreed. The scene in front of her was so weird that Shu E was already shocked, but she calmed down and watched silently. Miao Yuan's face was innocent and happy, under such a raging thunder, as long as he looked at Lan Chuan, there was no fear.

The song has not changed, and the key has not been changed. Low eyebrows, continue to play.

Lan Chuan's voice was far away like never before, accompanied by the gentle and lingering piano sound, and chanted softly:

There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it.

I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy.

The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

Helpless beauty, not on the east wall.

The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt.

When I see Xu Xi one day, I am hesitant.

I am willing to match virtue and join hands.

I shall not fly away, and I shall be destroyed.

Originally...... Shu E's heart suddenly changed, no wonder the song played by Fang Cai Lanchuan was so lingering, but it turned out to be a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

Could it be that at some point when he didn't know the Dao, Lan Chuan fell in love with Miao Yuan as Qingjiang?

Shu E stood up slowly, without making a sound. But I saw the corner of Miao Yuan's eyes, a tear like the morning dew falling on the petals.

A smile at the corner of his mouth, tears in the corner of his eye. Miao Yuan's expression couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness, he just shook his head slightly, lightly opened his lips, and whispered, "No, it's not......"

Lan Chuan raised his head and looked at Miao Yuan, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and his long eyebrows were light, "Isn't it good?" ”

Miao Yuan looked at Lan Chuan in a daze, shook his head and said, "No, it's good, it's good." But ......"

"You love listening to this tune, don't you?" Lan Chuan asked with a smile.

Miao Yuan was slightly stunned, then a sad smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Yes, I like it." ”

The door of the house behind him suddenly squeaked, and Qixian pushed the door and said, "Official, it's going to rain." However, before he finished speaking, he saw Miao Yuan standing beside Lan Chuan, and exclaimed: "You, it's you!" ”

Shu E was worried that Qixian was excited and said something that shouldn't be said, so she hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "Qixian! ”

Miao Yuan heard Shu E's voice and found that there was another person sitting in the courtyard. She turned her head to look at Qixian, and her eyes were fixed on Shu E.

Qixian was stunned there, not knowing what to say. I can see clearly in front of me, the yellow clothes that flashed away just now are really not ghosts, but a beautiful woman. Qixian was grateful and ashamed in his heart, and Fang Cai's panic was really ridiculous when he thought about it at the moment. Thanks to Mrs. Yong'an, she persuaded herself sentence by sentence.

Shu E didn't care about Qixian, just smiled gently, and said softly: "Miaoyuan! ”

The rumbling thunder rolled overhead, and the expression on Miaoyuan's face changed, as if he had experienced a lot in this short period of time. Miao Yuan's eyes gradually became trance-like and miserable, but his body involuntarily stepped back, until the vest slammed into the trunk of the tree next to the pavilion. Her steps are vague and ethereal, like a kite with a broken string, and she has nowhere to go.

Shu E looked at Miaoyuan's expression differently, worried that her illness was about to flare up again, so she hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "It's me, Miaoyuan." ”

However, Miao Yuan obviously couldn't recognize Shu E, and when he saw Shu E's steps forward, he hurriedly walked in front of Lan Chuan. Just a few steps, but he walked like a fascination and walked falteringly.