Everyone was immersed in this gloomy sorrow, and when the sound of the piano stopped for a long time, someone broke the silence: "Miss's piano skills are extraordinary, and she can be compared to Yu Weng." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's just that this song "Song of the Night" is a little too sad, presumably because the young lady is sad, and the piano is born from the heart. ”

"The little girl was rude, I often listened to my deceased mother play this song when I was young, and she once left me a guqin, but unfortunately I lost it when something happened later." Remembering his mother, Yi Chen couldn't help but choke a little between his words, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes unconsciously, so he had to turn his face away. Behind him, he silently handed over a brocade handkerchief, white as snow, lying quietly on his slender and warm fingertips, with a trace of warm and soothing aroma. Yi Chen said "thank you" and took it, and gently wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves.

Ning Xuan was also sentimental, walked behind him, put his hand on Yi Chen's slender shoulder, and persuaded him softly: "Okay, Chen'er, it's all over, in the future, with my brother and father here, I won't let you be wronged anymore, and my aunt will feel relieved in the spirit of heaven." ”

Yi Chen hummed lightly, stood up, returned Jinpa to Gongzi, and then lightly thanked everyone present, and Ning Xuan turned to leave.

After going out, Ning Xuan went with her to look for Rushuang and Duan Changyou, and everyone saw that she was in a bad mood and didn't want to go shopping, so they went back to the house separately.

In the afternoon of the second day, Ning Xuan entered the palace on duty, and because Chen didn't have a good rest last night, he was lazy and didn't want to move around, so he only sat in front of the window and read a book to pass the time. The porter came in and spread the word, saying that someone had sent a burden and asked the second lady in the house to receive it. In this huge Chao'an City, there are only a handful of people who know her, and someone will send something to her, and Yichen is a little suspicious. The porter said that the man had just left, and he didn't leave anything, and he didn't answer when he asked who he was, but only explained that the things must be handed over to the second lady. Su Yue opened the burden for her to see, Yichen was shocked, in this burden was the piano box she saw in "Fanggu Zhai" yesterday, needless to say, it was the only green Qi guqin in the world. The person who gave the qin must have been the son who invited the qin yesterday, and he gave away such a valuable thing with just one song, but how could she accept it safely?

Su Yue followed Yi Chen's instructions and took the qin to "Fang Gu Zhai" to find the shopkeeper, hoping to return the qin to the son. Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper said that he didn't know the son, and the piano was valuable, so he didn't dare to collect it on his behalf, so Su Yue had to bring the piano back.

In the evening, Ning Xuan returned to the house, Yichen informed him of the matter, and discussed with him, he was also surprised, but persuaded Yichen not to take it too seriously, Dingguo Mansion is powerful, many people have the heart to make friends and cling, and it is common to give anonymous gifts. Yichen came to listen to what he said to make some sense, and secondly, he really liked this piano very much, so he gave up. After that, she practiced dancing like frost, and she stroked the piano, which was even more fun.

In the blink of an eye, the first winter snow of the year was ushered in, and overnight, Chao'an City was wrapped in silver makeup, and the world was a vast color. The house is a little busy, and this year Shen Congyun will hold a ceremony to worship the heavens with Emperor Xuan as the Marquis of Ningguo. The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is an annual event of the Zhou Dynasty, thanking God for blessing the common people, praying for good weather and peace in the coming year. Uncle and Rushuang, as important ministers' family members, will also go with them. Shen Congyun attaches great importance to this, from the details of clothing to the etiquette of the audience, he asks about everything one by one, and he must firmly remember the thousands of instructions such as frost.

Like frost, he was so troubled that he found a clean house and quietly ran over to hide from his laziness. As soon as she entered the door, a chill rushed to her face, Yi Chen hurriedly stepped forward to help her take off her cloak, Shen Xiu found clean shoes and socks, and changed them for her for the time being. The silver charcoal in the basin was burning red, and after a while, her body warmed up, she rubbed her hands and squeezed in front of Yi Chen: "Chen'er, you are always stuffy in your room, don't you feel bored?" ”

Yi Chen smiled: "Why does my sister ask this question?" ”

Rushuang pursed her mouth, crouched in front of the window, looked out of the window, and was a little sullen: "My father and mother always blame me for being reckless and naughty, saying that you are quiet and polite, and everyone is decent, but I have obviously worked very hard, besides, what's so good about staying in your room every day like you who either reads or plays the piano, I think I will be suffocated to death like this." Chen'er, do you think my sister is very stupid and angry? ”

Yichen put down the window lattice a little, so as not to hurt the frost by the cold: "Chen'er has no playmates and no place to go since she was a child, the only thing she can do is to be with poetry, books, piano and ink, and she won't feel bored when she gets used to it." My sister's upbringing environment is different from mine, and it is normal for her to have different habits. If it comes to good or bad, I envy my sister, my sister's simple happiness can't be begged for by many people's children. So you don't have to be presumptuous, your uncle and aunt just said for a while, they love you so much, they naturally want you to be happy. ”

Rushuang stopped speaking, and her long eyelashes hung down like a row of feather fans, casting a shallow shadow on the eyes that had never been sad. Yichen had the intention to make her happy, and deliberately diverted the topic: "My sister is going to enter the palace to participate in the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, I heard that the palace is full of Qionglou Yuyu and beautiful women, just like Penglai Wonderland, my sister can see it well." ”

"How can it be so fun, there are so many rules in the palace that I don't want to go. Besides, when I was a child, my grandmother often took me into the palace to play, but after my grandmother passed away, I never went. Rushuang still couldn't lift her spirits, and complained with a small mouth.

Yichen smiled and quipped: "Then, I heard that a certain son is also going, isn't my sister also willing to see him?" ”

"Okay, Chen'er, you have learned badly, you dare to make fun of your sister!" Rushuang was ashamed and annoyed, got up and made a gesture to hit her, Yichen flashed dexterously, she pounced again, and Yichen dodged with a smile. The round table and the bed have become the place where the sisters frolicked, and bursts of laughter like silver bells floated out of the house, sprinkled in the snow, sprinkled into the unknown tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens, Shen Congyun went to the court early in the morning, and Ning Xuan did not return to the house for a few days, the palace has strengthened its vigilance these days, and they are the busiest as guards. After lunch, Yichen and Rushuang accompanied their aunt to carefully check the clothes and makeup they needed to wear to enter the palace tomorrow. The snow outside has not stopped, the north wind is cold, but the flower hall is warm. My aunt sent the maid to prepare tea and snacks, and asked Su Yue to hug Yichen's qin

Come, just waiting to listen to her caressing, the porter came to spread the word, saying that Ning Wangfu came to give gifts.

My aunt was very surprised, this Ning Wangfu and the mansion had no friendship on weekdays, how could they suddenly send someone to give gifts. Yi Chen was also shocked in her heart, the son who gave her Lu Qiqin that day was definitely not an ordinary person, could it be this Ning Wangye? But if it's Lord Ning, there's no reason why the shopkeeper doesn't know it. And according to these thoughts, he went to the front hall with his aunt to see the people who came to the Ning Wangfu to give gifts.

As soon as I entered, I saw a slightly chubby middle-aged man come up and salute: "The slave is the housekeeper of Ning Wangfu, surnamed Mu, and I have seen Mrs. and Miss Dingguohou." ”