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The famous lady was ridiculed in public, and she couldn't hold her face, so she glanced at him fiercely, which was regarded as revenge.

Qi smiled back at her, she used to tell disgusting jokes at the dinner table, but now she has become Xiumin?

Sanchun asked people to move the piano platform very close to the palace door, and smiled at Pang Gui, Pang Gui smiled back, the two of them bowed their heads to each other, and after a while, the hall remembered the sound of the piano. The sound of the piano is melodious, such as mountains, such as flowing water, gurgling, and the listener is like enjoying the most beautiful scenery of nature, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Then the sound of the flute also started, and the sound of the flute of Qingyue swept through the heart like a breeze, calming the restless heart, and the heart gradually calmed down.

There is a strange harmony between the two sounds, as if you are standing on a high mountain at this moment, looking down from the top of the mountain, on the left is a large field of wheat about to be harvested, and the waves of wheat rise with the wind, waving waves like water ripples. On the right is a small river, where several fishermen are fishing, and occasionally fish leap out of the water, their silver scales shining in the sun...... Of course, these fields and fish are best hers, and that is the most perfect thing in the world.

Thinking so wonderfully that her fingers almost touched the strings and heard a slight noise, she hurriedly gathered her mind and continued to pretend to revel in the atmosphere she had created.

At the end of the song, the hall was full of admiration, and Dudao had never heard such a beautiful sound.

Qi couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the hand holding the wine lord trembled with laughter. Can Yan Dan play the piano? It's a ridiculous thing. She used to say that playing the piano was too girly, that only women would like this kind of thing, and that it would be better for an old man to play a flute or ring a chime or something. So in the end, she only learned to blow the flute, and she was able to play two or three tunes.

When he saw her move his seat just now, he felt that something was wrong, and then he heard the sound of the piano and knew it in his heart. Even if it's a real Judan, it won't pop up such a good sound of affection, so there must be a master to help you.

Qing thought the same thing, and secretly guessed who had helped her.

After a while, Ji Yi came in from outside, and he was inevitably asked where he was going. He smiled faintly, "Look at the scenery outside the hall, feel free to stroll." ”

As soon as the voice fell, he received eyes from different directions at the same time, one on the top and the other on his own.

Ji Yi nodded at the two of them and smiled back.

The three of them looked at each other, and then turned their heads as if nothing happened.

Sanchun was afraid that someone would see through the fraud just now, and she was afraid that someone would come up with something, so she sat back in her seat, she had always consciously cowered behind Mrs. Ju, and turned a blind eye to the eyes that floated over from time to time.

Later, how the banquet went, what King Yan and Gongzi Qiulan and Gongzi Ji Xi said and did, she didn't pay much attention to what she did, she just wanted to leave here quickly.

At the end of the banquet, Mrs. Ju did not leave the palace directly, but was summoned by the Queen Mother to the harem. She went home with Jurong, and her father in the carriage talked to her about marriage meaningfully, asking her what kind of person she wanted to marry.

In fact, Sanchun hasn't thought about this matter yet, her memory can only find some fragments, and she can't even figure out whether the person in the memory is her, with such vague feelings and vague memories, how to put a person in her heart and talk about ****?

She said: "Father, it's still too early to talk about marriage, please allow your daughter some time." ”

Jurong sighed, "I know you still have Zheng Lan in your heart." ”

Miharu smiled, not knowing how to answer. To be honest, Zheng Lan didn't have the slightest impression of what Zheng Lan was like, but when she saw Zhong Xue, Ji Xi and Shuqi, her heart would occasionally throb, as if they had been friends for a long time. If she eloped with Ji Di, she still believed that as for Zheng Lan, it didn't feel like it was true.

"Let's talk about this later, my daughter is not old, and she can be free for another two years."

"Yes, Dan'er is only seventeen, although the noble daughter marries early, my daughter of Jurong will never fail to marry."

Sanchun felt warm in his heart when he heard it, and he wanted to lean on his shoulder and be coquettish, it felt so good to have a father, and it was completely different from how Qingzhi felt to her before. I really hope to be by his side forever, whether she is really Dan or not, she wants to be his daughter.

He rested his head lightly on his arm and murmured, "Father, my daughter will honor you well." ”

"Silly boy, it's good if you have a heart." He reached out and stroked her head.

The two talked quietly, and before they knew it, the carriage had stopped in front of the mansion. got out of the car, Jurong went back to the room to rest, and Sanchun walked back slowly alone, to be honest, every time she went back to her residence now, a string in her heart was tight, for fear that she would accidentally see someone she didn't want to see.

It was already evening, and the fiery sunset turned from shallow to deep, from light to thick, and it was a shame on the sky. The setting sun sprinkled golden light on the earth, and the whole house was draped in a golden veil like cicada wings.

As she strolled along to enjoy the rare sunset, she was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. She trembled with fright, and subconsciously shouted, "Dongdongtian, you are going to die." ”

"Who is Dong Dong Tian?" A male voice rang out.

Sanchun was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around, and saw Qing standing there smiling.

"How did you get in?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the wall, his expression slightly embarrassed.

Sanchun laughed, he has always been desperate to save face, admitting that climbing the wall is not an easy task.

Looking around, I didn't see the cave, and I don't know where this guy went? This is not the place to talk, so I hurriedly brought him into my room, so that I would not be able to get into trouble again when I came back and saw it.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and they have a lot to say, Sanchun asked a bunch of questions with a crackle, and Qingdu answered them one by one with a smile.

He was originally Qiulan, the son of Qin, and was forced to run away six years ago because the queen and the crown prince framed him.

Sanchun asked him what was the matter, and he smiled bitterly and said: "The queen falsely accused me of having an affair with my father's beloved concubine, and my father wanted to kill me, and my mother committed suicide in shame, which was exchanged for my life." Although my father did not kill me, he expelled me from the Qin Kingdom. You are not allowed to enter Qin again in your lifetime. ”

Sanchun lamented when he heard it, complaining that he rarely showed a smile before, and it turned out that he had such a grudge on his back. Fights between royal families like him are not uncommon in the palaces of various countries, and if you want to ascend to the throne and not eradicate dissidents, you can't get what you want. Zhong Xue also cleaned up many brothers before climbing to her current position.

Thinking of Zhong Xue, he couldn't help but say, "How did you get acquainted with Chengyang Jun?" ”

Speaking of this, Qing's face was slightly ugly, in fact, he begged to Chengyang Jun, the one who could help him in the whole world was Chengyang Jun, King Qin was not afraid of anyone, he was afraid of Chengyang Jun of Wei, I remember that once I visited Qin State, Chengyang Jun made King Qin very miserable, so that he couldn't say anything about his suffering, and since then he has left a shadow in his heart and has become "Chengyang Jun" discolored. In addition, the soldiers of the Wei State are strong and strong, and the Qin State army has been defeated in several small battles, so wherever such a person is obtained, he can have some deterrent power. However, Chengyang Jun will not help him in vain, there is an agreement between them, but these things involve the secrets of the Qin State, and it is inconvenient to talk to others.

He smiled slightly, and only said that Chengyangjun was helpful and willing to help him.

Sanchun didn't believe that Zhongxue was so high-spirited, if he wanted to help people, elephants could be trampled to death by ants. Qing didn't want to say that there was a reason, and she didn't want to ask too much, so she changed the topic and asked him why he came back to Yanguo.

Qingyan said that since returning to Qin, although the King of Qin was forced to recognize him, he still had a grudge against him, as long as the things of the year could not be clarified, he would always be the knot in his father's heart. King Qin probably thought the same way, so he sent him to Yan Kingdom, nominally to ask him to sign a contract with Yan Kingdom, but in fact he just didn't want to see him.

Although it was the selfish intention of King Qin, it was imperative to sign the contract. Since the end of the war, relations between several countries have been in a state of tension, and all countries know that they should rest and recuperate, so they have sent envoys to visit other countries to sign agreements on a de-escalation of the war. And Yan is the primary object of the courtesy of various countries.

Sanchun also vaguely guessed this truth, so he didn't need to mention it more, he already knew it.

The two talked for a long time, and it was already dark outside.

Looking out of the open window, the sky was like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the dark and dreary night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars. It makes people suddenly feel depressed.

Qing stood up as if he wanted to say goodbye, but he hesitated, turned around and sat down again, looking like he wanted to say something.

Sanchun blinked, "Qing has something to say." "How could he have become so writhing?

Qing gritted his teeth, seemed to have made up his mind, and said with a resolute face: "Marry me as a wife." ”

Sanchun plucked out his ears, a little unbelieving what he heard, if she begged him and couldn't ask for it, would he also ask for a kiss? And if you ask for a kiss, do you need to use a strong man's strong expression like a broken wrist?

Reach out and touch his forehead, to see if he has a fever, what nonsense is he talking about at night,

Qing shook her hand and snorted, "If you don't want to, forget it." ”

It's insincere. Sanchun pouted, "Why do you suddenly want to marry me, what should Sister Zhu do?" ”

"Now that she is gone, our fate is over. After all, it is necessary to discuss marriage, rather than marrying those women you don't know, it is better to quarrel with you for the rest of your life. ”

Sanchun grinned, and she was a substitute.

Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, he said, "If you don't agree, it's okay." ”

Sanchun muttered, "The world-famous son Qiu Lan personally proposed marriage, and he couldn't ask for it." ”

Qing chuckled, "You girl really don't know what shame is. He slammed on the top of her head, and Miharu let out an "oops" and hugged his head and laughed.

For now, it seems that marrying Qing is the best idea.

She liked him, but she didn't love him enough, and so did he, saving her time and time for love. Their marriage is repressed in a state of dilution that ends with mediocrity and mediocrity, and it is not glamorous, less turbulent, and emphasizes the practical life mechanism, and sometimes it is also a kind of happiness.