"Huh?"

Gillian was still haunting with the sound of the piano in her heart, and listened to Zhang Liang's mindless sentence coldly, and subconsciously asked. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info turned slightly sideways to look at Zhang Liang, who was sitting next to him and listened to the sound of the piano, he was sitting in the shade of a tree, his hair was white and clear, and a trace of sunlight leaking from between the branches and leaves flowed quietly on his clothes.

Zhang Liang, who is over 100 years old, has an excellent temperament

If it weren't for his slightly raised eyebrows, Gillian would almost have thought that she was hallucinating.

The rain comes and goes, and the empty mountains are clear in autumn. The air in the mountains has just been rained in the mountains, and the air is humid and pleasant. The white lotus on the lake has been exhausted, and a pool of green leaves ripples between the rippling blue water.

Zhang Liang said this without a head, but Gillian reacted quickly. She looked at Zhang Liang, who was still with her eyes closed, and whispered, "I saw this painting when I was a child, in my grandmother's palace. ”

Zhang Liang was a little surprised, and finally opened his eyes. "You said that Dou Yatou still has her portrait?"

Gillian nodded, and Zhang Liang couldn't help but say abruptly: "Finally, she is right, too, her intelligence and exquisiteness are rare in the world." ”

In the tone, there was a little melancholy and a little regret.

Gillian couldn't figure out for a moment whether he was talking about Empress Lu or his grandmother, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Zhang Liang got up and started to talk, looking at her with blazing eyes. "Aren't you afraid of her?"

This time, Gillian made it very clear that he was talking about Empress Lu. But he was puzzled and asked, "Why should I be afraid of her?" Is it just because of people? ”

Zhang Liang was silent, waiting for her self-questioning and self-answering.

Gillian also got up and walked away from the piano case, pacing back and forth by the lake gently. The lake water in late autumn is as cool as the blue sky. The sky and water are all the same, the clouds are printed on the lotus leaves, and the lotus leaves support the clouds, a piece of clarity.

Unreal, illusory, misty.

She stood by the lake and smelled the fragrance of osmanthus wafting from afar, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. "I don't think she's wrong, on the contrary, Mrs. Qi is too pressing. Who is it that you can bear? It's just because she was the first to weigh the system, which scared the courage of men all over the world. ”

Resemble! Too much like that!

Zhang Liang looked at Gillian who was standing by the lake and smiling lightly, as if he saw her disdain in talking and laughing again. On that day, Xiaohui was frightened when she saw people, cried bitterly, and refused to take care of the government anymore.

He had to go into the palace to persuade him, and she listened to him calmly: "Senior brother is here to persuade me?" Render good for evil? ”

Zhang Liang shook his head, he has never been a humble gentleman who can't fight back and scold and don't fight back. If this is the case, he will not be able to repay the hatred of the country and the family, and it will be impossible to help the Han and destroy the Qin.

"Your Majesty is kind-hearted, and the Queen Mother is too anxious."

She immediately said, "Kindness? I used to cherish him too much, so I couldn't tell him from the smell. Changing places, our mother and son didn't know where the ashes were scattered at this time. ”

Zhang Liang was silent, knowing that she had overprotected a pair of children in the past few years, so that Liu Ying was a little too simple and naïve. actually fell headlong to his younger brother Liu Ruyi, who almost cost him his life, and protected him day and night, but he didn't know what this younger brother who was claimed by his father to be his beloved son meant to him in the past.

In the end, he will not let the unworthy son be above the beloved son, this is what his father and the emperor himself said.

This is what this unscrupulous son is talking about!

It was only at this time that she regretted that the branches always had to leave the tree to survive alone. But he didn't want to use too much force, and almost uprooted the branches, but he refused to admit his mistake.

Zhang Liang knew her heart, so he just mentioned it a little. A pair of children have always been more important than her life.

It's just that he was still a little worried about this, so he persuaded: "Ejiao, in the end, it will hinder your posthumous name, so let's stop here." ”

She hadn't been called for a long time, and even her ears were a little strange, but she still couldn't help but feel a long-lost tenderness in her heart. Looking at her senior brother, who had always stood firmly behind her along the way, she finally softened.

"No one dared to scold me before I was alive, and I was unconscious after death, do I still care? I don't feel that I owe anyone, but others owe me too much, brother, what do you say? I just give her back the fate that Qi Yi prepared for me! ”

When she said this, her eyes were full of smiles, but there was a bit of the brightness and brilliance of her youth. It's just that the majesty of her body makes him understand that she is no longer the little sister Lu Ejiao she used to be.

After her death, for a time the world was pointed to.

But unexpectedly, today I could hear someone say with a smile that she was right, Zhang Liangxin felt a lot of emotion, and his nose was sour and speechless.

He knew that Gillian had guessed that Ejiao was his little sister, but she didn't say it to please him. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all are the voice of the heart, and painting cannot deceive people.

What kind of fate is this?

From Ejiao to Dou Yatou, and then to the middle palace in front of them, they are like one person. That momentum in heaven and earth, who else is self-sufficient, will withdraw from the same thing, without increasing or decreasing.

As she stood there, he saw her smile and call him brother.

His perennial Gujing Wubo's heart finally fluctuated slightly, he closed his eyes and swallowed back the tears silently, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Is this the reason why you ask me to be kind to the master of Jiaofang Palace? Did you get to where you are today?

If so, why would you insist on going your own way? Why?

He tried his best to restrain the wild beating of his heart, and said softly: "She will be happy if she knows something." ”

Gillian looked at his figure that Huo Ran turned away, and clearly saw a bit of rich vicissitudes of loneliness and loneliness in it.

Living alone in this world, remembering someone who never belonged to him. How can it be heartbroken?

Gillian didn't know, she just quietly watched the old lady's figure disappear in the pavilion. Then he leaned over and gently picked up the piano, and walked back to the porch from the lake.

Walking along the way, the fragrance of osmanthus becomes more and more intense. She woke up and was distracted for a while, and went wrong for a while, and arrived at the Tianxiang Courtyard in Songshi Zhai.

Tianxiangyuan, as the name suggests, is famous for its incense.

Zhang Liang is full of flowers and herbs here, and every time it is in flowering, it always makes people fall into a dream. Zhu Ge and Xue Wu are picking osmanthus flowers separately under the two canopy-like osmanthus trees on the left and right sides of the courtyard, planning to make osmanthus cakes.

Xue Wu saw Gillian first, and saw her holding the guqin on her face. Intentionally teasing her, he smiled and said: "Madam, although Huamu has aura, he won't play the piano to the cow, but he can't respond." ”

Gillian was really laughed by her, gently put down the guqin, and paced to her to pick osmanthus flowers with her. "You are the most poor, which means that the Queen Mother is gone. Otherwise, I will tell you to talk like this. ”

The yellow flowers between the branches and leaves of the first-floor osmanthus tree are dotted, like stars in the sky. The flower is not much bigger than a grain of rice, but it is fragrant for ten miles.

The fragrance of flowers is so fragrant that people are immersed in the heart and intoxicated. Gillian unconsciously took a deep breath and listened to Xue Wu while gently climbing the osmanthus flowers.

"When the Empress Dowager is here, she doesn't criticize us. However, Xue Wu really didn't dare to speak like that. Sister Bamboo, do you dare? ”

Zhu Ge heard it over there, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny. Loudly replied to her: "Of course I don't dare, no one is like you?" ”

Xue Wu was immediately unconvinced, "I'm a lively ......" and turned back to ask for Gillian's support, "Madam, you said yes?" (To be continued.) )