If I had been in Qi before, I would have tried to ask him to compromise when I encountered a controversial topic, but now I can't be coquettish to him, and I know that being coquettish can't change his determination.

"Okay, truce, let's not mention it for now."

When this truce was spoken, he must have felt lonely and helpless in his heart.

I swallowed the sadness that was stuck in my throat and wanted to say something to warm his heart.

I approached him and approached him, and I wanted to comfort him and say that I still respect him and am close to him, but I thought that if he could listen to me, there would be no hope of redeeming me; If he doesn't listen, then it makes no sense for me to say these words of consolation after my unloving attitude has been revealed.

So, what I said became a matter of business.

"Xiangjue, after dealing with the state affairs, help me find out why King Qin is so shy about plums. Also, there is a person exiled from the Qin palace in the state of Chu, called the name Yu Jiao, if the prime minister can have a chance to get in touch, please also ask the prime minister to take care of it. ”

Lin Jixiang's spirit slowed down when he heard this, and he asked in surprise: "Who is she?" ”

He must have regarded Yu Jiao, whom I deliberately mentioned, as an important person in the Qin State, and wanted to find a way to use something from Yu Jiao, but I couldn't satisfy him.

"My previous handmaid was exiled because of my conflict with Yan and Princess Zhao." I whispered.

Lin Jixiang really lowered his feelings, he looked at me with pity, and felt that I was thinking too much.

"You're thinking too much, and you're going to be tired." He tenderly persuaded me.

I understand what he means to say that some people don't need to take it to heart, such as a little maidservant, who will only tire her heart if she cares.

The education received is different, and the way of thinking about problems is naturally different. In my concept, everyone is equal, and Yu Jiao suffers because of me, and it is my responsibility to help her as much as possible, although there is not much "possibility" for me to "try as much as possible".

"It's not about what to do, it's just that saying it can give me hope that I might be able to help her. With this 'hope' as an excuse, I will be less tired. ”

How can a small weak woman in Yujiao escape such a cruel reality, and how can Lin Jixiang have time to listen to a woman who was exiled to Chu and may even have her name changed in the schedule of Qi State.

When I said it in front of Lin Jixiang, I just wanted to tell myself that Lin Jixiang had great powers, and if it was a coincidence, he would definitely be able to save her psychological comfort.

However, my inadvertent demeanor was different in the eyes of Lin Jixiang.

He looked at me tenderly and pityingly, and said firmly: "Don't worry." I'll take you out. ”

He must have felt that I was the only one by his side. It is possible to get the most pampered love. Although I also think this is true, I am in the palace of the Qin Dynasty ruled by Yingzheng, and it is unrealistic to want to go back.

I opened my mouth to refuse, trying to persuade Lin Jixiang to dispel his crazy thoughts. However, I think we talked for too long, and a palace guard came out of nowhere.

"Mrs. Qixi, this person is the person who was ordered by the king to be released from palace to palace, please be considerate of Mrs. Xi." The guards solemnly pleaded.

I knew that Ying Zheng would not give us such an unrestricted opportunity to talk, but he was willing to let me know that Lin Jixiang was safe, and let me see Lin Jixiang who was leaving, and I was already grateful to Ying Zheng.

"Hongu knows." I replied lightly.

The guards didn't leave, thinking they wanted to see me and Lin Jixiang separate.

So. Lin Jixiang really had to leave.

I looked at Lin Jixiang, although I was reluctant and worried about his remoteness, but I wanted him to leave this place safely, so as not to take back his life on a whim. I changed my mind about letting Lin Jixiang go.

"Grand Duke, the main palace can only be sent here, and the rest of the way, the Grand Duke can only go by himself.

Each road has its own reasons and harvests, although it cannot be walked together, but it must be the same beautiful scenery.

I hope everyone is doing well and living their lives, take care! ”

I was shocked by the meaning of what I said.

Lin Jixiang understood my extra-string sound, but instead of agreeing, he took the paulownia wood from his back.

"This piano is on the side, just like Mrs. Xi is beside her, say goodbye!" He stubbornly clings to his persistence.

I stood still, tears raining down after Lin Jixiang walked past me.

Lin Jixiang was injured, even if he was smart enough to return to Qi in the best way, but the bumps along the way were enough. Moreover, there is a possibility of saying goodbye forever, right?

The footsteps behind him became farther and farther away, but the footsteps were not heard at all times, but they were suppressed by the sound of the strings.

It's the sound of Lin Jixiang's paulownia piano!

It was the classical music I heard in the 21st century that I sang for Lin Jixiang when I was in the Qi Kingdom, and I thought he had forgotten it, but I never thought that he remembered it so clearly, and composed and sang it, and it was so appropriate.

If - for this ~ string - the sound of a love affair

The North Star echoes it from afar

And for you - take out this paulownia! Wood! violin

I played it like this again-with ~ heart

The one who unshackles my ankles for me ~ that you

Humming a strange country sound, he walked in the palace ~ 闱

I turned my head to look at ~ to ~ you when I stroked the qin for the king

The sound of strings hides the love of encounter"

The sound of the piano was blown away by the arrogant cold wind, and I couldn't hear it clearly. My heart was excited, and my concern and reluctance for Lin Jixiang turned into a chasing motivation regardless of Qiē, so I took my skirt and ran in the direction he left.

"The moonlight is often ~ often ~ often ~ often ~ to the hometown

Send back more - less away ~ people sigh ~ shhh

Swallow you - feed me! That! spoon hot porridge

These years can pass quietly

You pull your fingers - make butterflies fly from the window frame~

Fly ~ over me - fingertips and eyebrows

Yi ~ at the door - outside ~ listen to me practice this ~ song

I'll prepare a robe for you."

The attendants at the gate of the inner palace did not allow me to chase me out of the palace, so I looked around and ran from the steps at the corner of the palace gate on the left to the second floor of the inner palace gate. The second floor is the wall above the gate, with a wide view, and you can hold me up to see if Lin Jixiang is safe and sound.

"The road is long~long~long~long~ to the hometown

It's people walking - endless poems ~ sentences

Write music for joys and sorrows! For ~ you bounce up

Only sentimental - what is involuntarily self-sufficient

The moonlight is often ~ often ~ often ~ often ~ according to the hometown

I'm putting back the ~ fish in the pool

Thinking of you - feed me! That ~ spoonful of hot porridge

This memory - that's where it ends

The years have passed quietly."

I stood in the corridor above the gate of the Inner Palace, watching Lin Jixiang's figure of playing and singing farther and farther, completely forgetting that I wanted to avoid suspicion and return to Qixi Palace. Listening and following every step of the way, my mood was immersed in the sadness he rendered.