A whirling cold wind blew, Ji Yuluo coughed lightly twice, and pulled her collar, "Childe is surnamed Tian, right?" ”

A wisp of mockery flashed in Tianlou's eyes, and he smiled flatly, "The name is just a code name." It doesn't matter what your last name is or what your name is. ”

There was a hint of loss in Ji Yuluo's eyes, but she acquiesced in her heart that Tianlou was right.

Life is a life, grass and trees are spring. Like a floating cloud and a dog, a white horse passes through the gap. What about leaving a name, and what about not keeping it?

Flicking his hands behind, he walked slowly, silently for a while, with a touch of innocent laughter, and said to Tianlou: "Brother Tianlou!" Acquaintance is fate! I remember you. You have to remember me. ”

Ji Yuluo smiled brightly and innocently, causing Tianlou's figure to be slightly shocked and his face reddened. Although she thought it was very funny, she didn't stop for a moment, and walked away.

"Luo'er! The palace jade building, the iris in the garden. One white and one red, it's fun to match! ”

Behind him, suddenly drifting gently with the wind, the sky tower was rebellious. Ji Yuluo was furious.

She is now a royal princess, the only daughter of the emperor today.

Turning his head angrily, he saw that the jade tree was standing obliquely in the wind, and the wind was blowing in his robe, elegant into the painting. And he was turning his head to look at her.

For some reason, in the far-reaching light of his eyes, her anger disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't get angry.

After five years of killer-like training, Ji Yuluo was not used to revealing anything, leaving an indifferent look, and if she didn't hear anything, she walked away.

In a pear blossom, the sky tower is left alone. There was a deep pain in his eyes that were as deep as a pool.

Huo Di stretched out his hand to break a pear blossom branch, and several pear blossoms fluttered down......

The smoke in the incense burner rose, and Ji Yuluo lazily lay on the bed, closing her eyes, and it was a moonlit night full of eyes.

Xiao Zhao shook off the snow on his coat and chattered when the snow would stop.

Granny Zhang came in from outside the door, holding a court tray in her hand.

There is a blue and white porcelain pot on the plate, the spout is a little hot, and there are two blue and white cups on the side of the pot. Because of the arrival of Granny Zhang, there was a faint fragrance of jasmine in the air.

Xiao Zhao took the tray and poured tea into a small cup. Gently resting on the cabinet in front of the bed, he muttered in a low voice, "The princess has been kneeling in Pudun for nearly two hours, and then she has come again, thinking that she is also tired." ”

Granny Zhang nodded, the two looked at each other, and went out lightly.

The silence of the room, it feels so good!

With a smile on the corner of Ji Yuluo's mouth, she stretched an extremely long lazy waist on the bed, curled up, and continued to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

The poignant and melodious guqin sound faintly floated from the crack in the door, and Ji Yuluo woke up like a dream, jumped up, and listened attentively.

The sound comes from the East. As far as she knew, the east was the kitchen of the monastery, and then there were a few vacant guest rooms.

Whenever the moon is bright, the moonlit night is always in the pavilion of the lotus pond to play the qin. Accompanied by the breeze and incense, he is more and more good-looking.

When he stroked the piano, she always obediently leaned on the railing and watched, with a beautiful smile on her face, fantasizing about staying with him in the lotus garden outside the city for the rest of her life.

This tune is a clear flower tune!

Moonlit Night once said that the Qinghua tune has been lost, and he only pieced it together with the broken score. And the clear flower tune played by this man is like that played on a moonlit night, but it is not the same.

No matter who it is, there are actually people in this temple who can play the Qinghua tune. is better than a moonlit night, and she deserves to visit.

I didn't wear a coat anymore, I hated it for being heavy, and I flew to the door with an arrow step, and when I looked at it, I saw no palace people, let alone Xiao Gui, so I ran to the door of the east courtyard.

Following the sound of the piano and facing the raging cold wind, Ji Yuluo came to the dilapidated East Courtyard.

In the small courtyard, the cold wind is a little less, but the snow looks bigger.

Under an old pear blossom tree, a man in white sat on a stone bench against the snow.

Through the blurred snow, Ji Yuluo could see clearly, his green silk was half a bundle, gently stirring with the cold wind, and his slender and beautiful fingertips stroked the strings. A little leisurely, a little leisurely. And he turned out to be the heavenly tower that had not been separated from her for a long time.

His words were astonishing. Recalling the two conversations with Tianlou, Ji Yuluo's heart was suddenly shocked, and she suddenly realized that he had seen through the secret hidden deep in her heart.

His fingers moved slightly in his sleeves, his snow-stained eyelashes were pulled up and down, and a wisp of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

A little cold light was between her fingers, and she gently twisted the silver needle, which was an inch long.

The needle is poisonous, and the throat is sealed with blood.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, like a broken thread falling from a jade, leaving an aftertaste that was endlessly evocative.

Tianlou raised his head, and his voice was like a misty cloud on the horizon, "Is the princess here?" ”

She came quietly, and it can be said that she stepped on the snow without a trace. He was drunk with the music, but he heard it so clearly. Ji Yuluo's heart was a little confused, but she pretended to be calm.

Closing the needle into his sleeve, he smiled calmly, and walked towards the sky, "This piano sound is so intoxicating, I have loved it since I was a child, how can I not be attracted by it, come and listen quietly." ”

Tianlou slowly got up, bowed to Ji Yuluo, and said, "Does the princess know what kind of song this is?" ”

"Flowers!"

Tianlou smiled dumbly, indifferent and quiet, and made a gesture of invitation to Ji Yuluo.

This is a high-quality rosewood guqin, elegant and exquisite, and it has a fight with the piano stroked on a moonlit night.

The other clear flowers came out from the fingers of the woman in the jade dress, but they were just as good.

After the song was finished, Ji Yuluo got up, and the skylou who was watching from the side woke up from a big dream. A wisp of surprise reappeared in the bottom of her eyes, and she was pleasant in an instant, "The princess is erudite and talented, and she caresses this clear flower so beautifully, which makes Tianlou sigh to herself." ”

"Childe is humble!" Such a polite man, Ji Yuluo really can't do it, she has to regret that she hasn't cultivated to the point of being hard-hearted, and she is ruthless. Fortunately, he is just a weak scholar, and it will not affect the mission she wants to accomplish.

A pear blossom fell from the top of her head with the regret of the end of her life, and Tianlou melancholy caught it, and her big white hand was really reflected in front of Ji Yuluo's eyes.

She also found that he not only could play the same flower tune as the moonlit night, but even his gestures showed the same innate nobility as the moonlit night.

"Childe is a lot like a friend of mine......"

Tianlou put the flowers in his palm, turned his head and smiled lightly, "I don't know what kind of relationship the princess has with that friend?" ”

What kind of Cheng dù? Strictly speaking, that love is only lingering in her heart, and he is more like her strict teacher.

"I haven't reached the Cheng dù of a lifetime!" This is a heartfelt word, and it is also a sad word.

Tianlou looked at the intricate pear blossoms above his head, "When I was a child, I also had a beautiful neighbor, she was as beautiful and lovely as a princess. But she is used to being naughty and mischievous, but whenever she hears me stroking the piano, she will always lean obediently against the pavilion pillar like a bird. It's just that I was still young at that time, and I didn't care well. ”

"I think the son's red face has also learned the color tune, right?"

"Qinghua is not good for everyone. At least I don't think she's as beautiful as the princess. ”