In the Imperial Garden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pavilion was shrouded in smoke, and the beauty knelt in front of the pavilion and raised her hand to stroke the piano.

The elegant note is low and flowing, not impassioned, just calm and serene.

On the table is the precious aging wine collected in the palace, Jun Mowen sat opposite Yifeng, tasting a glass of wine and a glass of wine.

After another song, Yifeng raised his head.

I saw that Jun Mowen was still quietly sipping the wine, his brows were deeply locked, and his attention was not on the music of Yifeng.

The hand holding the strings paused, and the originally elegant tone suddenly improved.

That familiar tune is Yifeng's favorite tune - Phoenix Prisoner.

Now that she had already played, she simply cleared her throat and sang.

"The phoenix returns to its hometown and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix. When there is nothing to do, how can he realize that he is now ascending to the Sitang......"

Pulled back from her contemplation, Jun Mowen looked at the style of stroking the qin and singing, at this time, she was not at all like the usual cold and elegant, the demeanor of the fuqin, even if she was still plain clothes and makeup, gave people a kind of charm and enchantment in the red world.

This demeanor made him unfamiliar, Jun Mowen looked at her, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Replace the piano with words, and talk about the heart. When will I see Xu Xi and comfort me......"

Seeing Jun Mowen looking at her intently at this time, Yifeng unconsciously pulled away a gorgeous smile, she Yifeng thought that she had been mixing in the dust for so many years, and who could touch the man's mind more thoroughly than her, she had been practicing singing and dancing since she was a child and had a good look, countless men poured out their money just for her to smile, why did she have to imitate Si Jichen's cold appearance, she had a good demeanor...... Not bad either!

The uneasiness in her heart gradually calmed down under Jun Mowen's gaze, she wanted Jun Mowen to really see her, instead of the lonely and cold Si Jichen.

"I am willing to match virtue and join hands. I shall not fly and make me perish......"

The end of the song.

Yifeng slowly got up and walked towards Jun Mowen, sat down naturally, she gently filled the wine, picked up the wine glass and sent it to Jun Mowen's lips.

Jun Mowen frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to stop her movements, and looked at Yifeng fixedly; "What's going on today?"

Yifeng's hand stiffened, and he raised his head to Shangjun Mowen with a frowning and concerned look; "But sick?"

There was a moment of silence.

Retracting the wine glass, Yifeng lowered her eyes, and when she lifted it again, her eyes were already cold and cold, and she pulled her lips slightly; "Maybe it's tired, it's okay."

"Your Majesty."

On the gravel path, a little eunuch came on foot.

"The person you want to see has arrived."

Jun Mowen suddenly looked happy, with a smile in his voice; "Oh? It's already here. ”

The little eunuch bowed down and answered; "Yes, I am waiting outside the Heart Cultivation Hall now."

The Yifeng on the side was full of surprise, since entering this palace, Jun Mowen has always been considerate to her, and even gave her the rights she shouldn't have, but he has always been a gentle smile on the surface to her, or to anyone, and has never smiled so real as now.

There was a sudden guess in her heart, Yifeng only felt a little chill in her body, she looked at Jun Mowen and smiled; "Your Majesty, who are you going to see?"

Jun Mowen was in a good mood and looked at Yifeng; "You should have seen this person, she is the doctor who came to see me that time. Since you are tired today, go back to the palace to rest. ”

With that, Jun Mowen turned around and left.

Looking at the back of striding away from afar, couldn't she keep him after all? Clenching the wine glass in her hand tightly, she walked away, and the palace maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Yifeng waved the palace maid away, and her voice was cold and sharp; "I don't need your help!"