Wan Yan Jiangshu pillowed her chin with one hand and smiled lightly, as if she didn't want to pierce the hazy and mysterious beauty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the curtain of Lingding beads, there was a sandalwood zither horizontally, she was a little sleepy, and glanced at it lightly, that was one of her preferences, but because of the repeated illness, there was not much time to touch it, and when she rose before, she would call the luthier in the palace to play a few songs, but back and forth was the same melody, and she quickly got bored. Glancing at the slender hand under the night ember's sleeve again, ......he didn't know, "Can you play the guzheng?" Suddenly, I asked this, and I still had some expectations in my heart.

Night Ember smiled lightly, glanced sideways at the guzheng outside the curtain, did not speak, just smiled indicatively, walked to the outside of the curtain and sat down, gently stroked the piano with his slender fingers, and then picked a string without being salty, stroked it with both hands, and started to play music.

His hands are also quite attractive, his ten fingers are slender like spring onions, his nails are pink and smooth like jade, his skin is like clotted fat, his bones are distinct, his sleeves are slipped off a little, revealing his good-looking wrists, and his hand to visit the sick is also so suitable for putting it on the piano. The melody is moving, the piano skills are superb, and the rhythm of fast and slow, like raindrops, like birdsong, like flowing water, makes people's minds rarely calm down.

Gradually, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Ember raised her eyes, looked at her who had closed her eyes and no longer moved, and bowed her head again, and the tune gradually flattened and faded, and finally dispersed imperceptibly like a wisp of green smoke.

East Palace, Muyang Palace.

The scenery furnished here is very large, strange pine and strange stones, graceful peony, scattered, the main and secondary are distinct, the turquoise stone is the main, the peony is secondary, there is no conflict, just like an ambitious man, like a strong pine, any decision will never be shaken by a woman.

That's just the kind of person he is.

In the backyard, there was a man with a bow, twenty-one or twelve years old, with a long body, a handsome face, a resolute eyebrows, wearing a vermilion python robe, holding a longbow, a masculine aura shocked one side, and the opposite side was the target, but his target was not the target, it was the walnut on the head of a small eunuch in front of the target.

At this time, the little eunuch's legs trembled, almost his entire clothes were soaked with sweat, and he almost cried out in fright, and his white mouth trembled and said: "Your Royal Highness, Prince, you raise your noble hand and spare the little one, and the little one will continue to serve you!" ”

The man frowned: "What? Don't you believe in Hongu's marksmanship? If you shake again, it will really make your head bloom, and this palace is not responsible! He said it as if he were discussing what to eat for lunch.

He is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Dynasty, Wanyan Lieyang, when the emperor's relatives are scarce, and the emperor has only one prince brother, he also died when he fought against the Liukou the year before last, leaving only one son, strange to say, as if he was cursed, for fourteen years, the emperor did not have a son! Seeing that there was no hope for a successor, the border rogue was about to move, so he had no choice but to make this prince the crown prince. Although he is a child raised by a woman, Wanyan Lieyang has always been decisive in his work, never dragging mud and water, he is a good material for being an emperor, and he is quite loved by the ministers, but he is a little arrogant in temperament.

Aiming at the right point, he was about to open his bow, and an attendant rushed over, stepped on the door, and said, "Your Highness, the emperor has summoned you and wants you to go over immediately!" ”

A distraction, too late to stop, a little deviation, actually passed directly through the little eunuch's head! The next moment, he collapsed in a pool of blood, staring at frightened eyes, and before he could scream, he was no longer struggling.

Wanyan Lieyang frowned and glared at the attendant, who immediately knelt down: "Subordinates should be damned!" ”

Wanyan Lieyang was indifferent: "This palace really wants to kill you, but why are you your father's person, what, do you want to make your father hate this palace even more?" ”

The attendant was stunned: "The subordinates don't dare!" Thank Your Highness for not killing! ”

"It's really bad luck to miss your head!" There was a quiet, and the corners of Yan Lieyang's eyes swept around, and suddenly the murderous aura was soaring, and the dozen or so eunuchs in the courtyard knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Highness spare your life!" The minions didn't see anything! Didn't see anything! ”

With an unkind look on his face, he stepped out of the door without looking back, and then stopped.

"Someone!"

Five or six guards with knives came, Wanyan Lieyang glanced at it, Yu Guang glanced at the courtyard again, and said expressionlessly: "Clean up." ”

"Yes!"

Then, no matter how poignant the cry for help behind him was, he walked away with the attendant.

At the door, a woman in Tsing Yi walked quickly, dotting her red lips, her phoenix eyes looked forward to life, with a little essence, her face was fair and beautiful, holding a cup of chicken soup, her eyes were bright, her eyebrows were like frowns, and she said cautiously: "Your Highness, the courtier's daughter has just personally boiled chicken soup for you to make up, but it's just ...... The voice inside ......" glanced at his gloomy face, retracted his curiosity, and immediately changed his words, "It's not Your Highness!" ”

She is his fiancée, General Wu's eldest daughter Wu Rong, I don't like her much, it's just a political marriage, General Wu holds military power and is powerful, even if he is the crown prince, it is difficult to guarantee that others will not try to usurp the throne. I was thinking of pushing her away, but he stopped for a moment, stretched out his hand to touch her face, and his eyes were gentle: "Rong'er has a heart, there is still something to do in this palace, you can make up for this soup yourself." After that, before she had time to be emotionally down, he kissed her forehead strongly, then gently hooked his lips, turned around and walked quickly into the sedan chair.

Wu Rong's face was flushed, and he blessed his body, and said delicately: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

When the carriage was far away, she got up, her fingers lightly touched the forehead that had been kissed by him, and smiled confidently, this princess, she should be decided!

The moonlight is lazy, full of willows, the night house, a very elegant one among the many official residences, a pool of mirror lakes in front of the courtyard, shining with starlight, as if falling into the water. The aftermath of the ripples messed up the truth and falsehood.

In front of the pane, there stood a man in a purple shirt, through the clear light, the long figure was reflected on the ground, the clothes fluttered like a butterfly, like a fairy who was not stained with vulgarity, between the delicate eyebrows, less the unpredictable smile during the day, and one more step of fine calculation.

The black-clothed secret guard walked silently and stepped forward to report: "My lord, Wanyan Lieyang will go to Nanzhou tomorrow morning for disaster relief." ”

Nightash bowed his head and played with a piece of moon-white jade, and said lightly, "I know." ”

"Since the adults know, then the subordinates will ask someone to pack the adult's luggage."

"Not necessarily." Ember raised her hand to stop it.

Jing Ping raised his head puzzled: "My lord, this is a good opportunity...... Didn't the old emperor ask you to accompany you? ”

"Wan Yan Jiang is critically ill, Wan Yan Hao asked me to accompany her for at least seven days." The eyes of the night embers are like ink, and they can't see the bottom, and they can't guess their emotions.

Jing Ping frowned, and couldn't help but grit his teeth a little: "Good opportunity...... How could a woman be stirred up! ”

Ye Ember lightly hooked his lips: "It's okay, there is a chance, besides, Wanyan Lieyang is too suspicious, and now the time has not come, it is better to slowly approach him through Wanyan Jiangshu......"

Jing Ping picked the corner of his eyes: "Finished Yan Jiangshu?" Does she have a good relationship with Wanyan Lieyang? ”

Night Ember chuckled, there was a hint of swelling in her eyes, and her fingers turned to the beautiful jade, condescending like a cat playing with a mouse: "It's not good, but her IQ is just enough for me." ”