"Now there are only two of you left in the Murong family, I really want you to enter the palace as an official and a half-job. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWould you like to? ”

"Really? Thank you, Your Majesty. Murong Qisi was willing. Murong Qisi said extremely happily. Truth be told, the family moved out of the palace. However, in later generations, they all thought that one day they could enter the palace as officials. It's just that because of the teachings of the ancestors, it's not good to put it forward by yourself. Now that Murong Wei is willing to let them enter the palace as officials, of course, it is the best.

"Back to Your Majesty, Your Majesty will just let my brother enter the palace. Murong Qiusi really didn't want to get involved in officialdom. Murong Qiusi said as if he was very unhappy.

"Why?" Murong Wei looked puzzled. He knew that this was what these side branch families longed for the most, and it was only that generation that moved out of the palace at the beginning, tired of palace life, in order to have a quiet home, it was such a ridiculous reason. None of the descendants want to return to the palace, and now they have the opportunity. He even refused? In fact, what Murong Wei really wanted to invite back was only Murong Qiusi, because in terms of martial arts, even the great Sima Murong Chui was not his opponent, and in terms of appearance, Murong Qiusi was even more talented among people. Everything is strong, but he is just relatively low-key. In comparison, this Murong Qisi is much worse.

"Your Majesty." Murong Qiusi replied sincerely, "Murong Qiusi is not used to living that kind of restrained life, and wants to go out to travel. Your Majesty can take your brother away, and he will definitely not live up to His Majesty's trust. ”

"What is a life of bondage?" Murong Wei asked, and couldn't help but scold in his heart, he really didn't know how to lift. "Are you alluding to the palace being a prison?"

"Back to Your Majesty, this is what Your Majesty himself said. Qiu Si didn't say anything. Murong Qiusi replied unhurriedly.

"You..." Murong Wei stood up angrily, pointing at Murong Qiusi's anger that had filled his chest. However, thinking about what happened to him. It's a lot gone. "Forget it, I don't care about you. Murong Qisi, clean up and enter the palace with me immediately! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty," Murong Qisi replied respectfully.

"Hmph" Murong Wei snorted coldly and walked away.

Murong Qisi looked at his younger brother and sighed helplessly, "I said, brother, what are you doing here?" Are you going to get into trouble? ”

"Anyway, he won't be a monarch for a few years," Murong Qiusi said quite firmly, indeed, at this time. He knew that Qianyan would soon be captured by Fu Jian. Murong Wei will be moved to Chang'an by Fu Jian. "Brother, I advise you not to enter the palace. lest you not be able to get out when you get it. ”

"This?" Murong Qisi hurriedly looked outside, but fortunately no one was there. He ran to Murong Qiusi's side and whispered, "You don't want to live?" How dare you say that, Your Majesty? ”

"Alright, brother. I was sober. I just advise my brother not to step into the palace gate and enter the officialdom. so as not to invite the scourge of killing. Murong Qiusi sincerely persuaded.

"Well, it's better to die here than to die here. It's better to die in officialdom than to be a brother. Murong Qisi said resolutely. Brother, if you don't want to step into officialdom, forget it. In the future, you have to take care of yourself. Come to me if you have anything. ”

Murong Qiusi nodded, although he knew that Qian Yan didn't have a long lifespan. However, he could not change history. He no longer dissuaded Murong Qisi. Just pray for him in your heart. May you get away with it. "Brother, take care."

"I know, so do you." Murong Qisi patted him on the shoulder, turned around and went into the inner room to pack his things.

In a bamboo grove outside the maple forest, there is a small bamboo house. At the door of the house sat a woman in a gray dress, with her eyebrows lowered and her hands on her cheeks. Quietly listening to the sound of the purple-clothed woman in front of the house.

From time to time, the woman's face was a little melancholy, sometimes frowning, sometimes pursing her lips. At the end of the song, the woman rested her hands lightly on the strings. It seems that he does not want to play again. The beautiful and refined face does not show the temperament of a young woman. It's more of a coldness, a decisiveness, a grievance.

From time to time, some bamboo leaves fall in the forest, which do not fly like maple leaves. It's just fluttering down, with boundless loneliness. The woman closed her eyes slightly. The person in my memory always lingers. In his ears, his gentle words seemed to be heard again: "Qin'er, look, purple qin." Purple, just like you, is elegant and vulgar. The nine strings represent that our love will last forever. It also represents my heart, Qin'er, I will always love you. I'll engrave these words on the bottom of the piano. You have to promise me, and you don't forget me. ”

"What's wrong?" The woman in gray looked at Zhou Yuqin and stopped, and couldn't help asking.

Zhou Yuqin smiled helplessly and said, "I can't forget him, I'm really helpless." ”

"We're going to grow old one day, and then nothing matters anymore, right? At this moment when Tsinghua is in its prime, you have to worry about a love that you don't have a chance for. Yuqin, why is this so painful? There are many better than him in the world," the woman in gray sighed and persuaded.

Zhou Yuqin looked down at the purple qin, and read a little tiredly, "Zhu Yan is fleeting, and the sound of the piano is indescribable." It's easy to forget, but how hard is it to fall in love? ”

"Oh, it's a pity that God is playing tricks on you." The woman in gray said hatefully. "Yuqin, since you can't forget that person. Why bother with providence? The sky is easy to grow old, and true love is inseparable. Why are you going to fight with the sky? I'm sure he'd think the same way, if he loved you too. ”

"Fight with the sky?" Zhou Yuqin repeated softly, and a trace of ripples couldn't help but appear in her heart. Why hadn't she thought about it? What a beautiful statement, but, when I think of three years ago. But she flinched. I don't want to see him hurt anymore. "Qian'er, forget it. I really don't want to see him in pain again. ”

"Why?" Li Qian'er really didn't understand, "Yuqin, if you are like this, will he be happy?" Do you think he's going to be happy? Won't he fall into pain? ”

Zhou Yuqin stood up and took the corner of her skirt with her hand. Slowly walk towards a bamboo. Gently caress the bamboo body. "It doesn't have to be two people to be happy, as long as he lives, it's excellent for me." Flowers bloom and fall, clouds come and go, the vast sea of life suffering, he will definitely find his happiness. Then, I will be happy, too. Because of him"