The clatter of wheels rolled over the silent streets, and the horses' hooves pounded on the ground, before finally stopping in front of the Siyin Workshop.

Xie Fu shook off the carriage and followed behind Qiao Shi Niang, walking all the way through the corridor of Siyin Fang, and couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of the design here.

The last time Xie Fuyao came here, he had important things to do, and he didn't enjoy the exquisite beauty of Siyin Fang, but today he came all the way to realize its extraordinary.

At the end of the corridor, it turned out to be a lake, and the lake surface rose and fell under the blue sky, and the humid spring breeze blew on the skin, feeling a sense of coldness.

Before Xie Fuyao could recover from this beautiful scenery, he was attracted by the sound of the piano in the distant pavilion, which was built on top of the cliff, with heavy eaves and flying corners, standing tall.

Seeing that Xie Fuyao was distracted, Qiao Shi Niang couldn't hide a smile in her heart, and quietly retreated.

"There is a beauty who will never forget, a day without seeing the thought of madness, the phoenix soars, the four seas seek the phoenix, helpless family, not in the east wall ......"

The sound of the piano was very low, like a dragon dormant under the water, suddenly waking up and letting out a leisurely long groan.

After the song was finished, Xie Fuyao clapped his hands and applauded, no wonder at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that day, Wei Jingyao did not appreciate Xie Yurou's piano skills, it turned out that his own attainments in the guqin had reached the peak.

If Xie Yurou plays the piano, who can play the tune skillfully and accurately.

However, Wei Jingyao can reveal the artistic conception one by one, bringing the listener into the illusion shaped by the sound of his piano, and lingering.

"The title of this song is "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", what does Miss Xie think?" Wei Jingyao's mouth was slightly hooked, and his smile was warm, like the water of three springs, and a soft light rippled under his eyes, like thousands of stars.

He stood up, flew down from the pavilion, and walked towards Xie Fuyao step by step.

In this situation, Xie Fuyao was a little drunk, she seemed to be in the sound of Wei Jingyao's piano, exploring the deepest things in his heart.

"The sound of your piano seems to speak to your own heart......"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Fuyao regretted it a little, it was not that he didn't understand Wei Jingyao's intentions, but he didn't dare to accept it anymore and didn't dare to believe it anymore.

"Yes, what you said is the true meaning of this song. ”

Wei Jingyao leaned over to Xie Fuyao's ear, his voice low and gentle, like a flower quietly blooming in the quiet night in this spring.

Xie Fuyao only felt a warm gas hitting his earlobe, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"Want to go up there? Wei Jingyao's thin lips curled, and his eyes were like moonlit waves.

"Absolutely. ”

Xie Fuyao looked into the distance, and only then did he realize that the entire Siyin Workshop was built on the mountain, because it covered an area so wide that he didn't realize it from the front.

"Hold on to me. ”

Wei Jingyao chuckled, and Xie Fuyao's waist suddenly had a strong and powerful arm, shackling himself to his hand.

The soles of his feet were light, and Xie Fuyao felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

I saw Wei Jingyao leap into the air, and with the help of the raised boulder, he cast a few aircuts, and then landed steadily on the cliff.

Looking at Xie Fuyao from below just now, he didn't feel how high this cliff was, but once he stood on it and looked at the lake in the distance, he found that this place was extremely steep.

Sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion, looking at the churning blue waves in the distance, Xie Fuyao gently stroked the phoenix-string guqin on the stone table.

In my impression, Xie Yurou seems to have a piano, but it seems to be a little different from the one in front of her.

"This phoenix-stringed guqin is the treasure of Qiao Shi Niang, but I said it for a long time before she was willing to lend it. ”

The wind on the cliff blew Wei Jingyao's long hair, covering his clear face.

"I remember that Qiao Shi Niang's piano skills are quite good, so the prince shouldn't have learned from her. Xie Fuyao quipped.

"You're wrong," Wei Jingyao chuckled and shook his head.

"Actually, my mother plays the piano very well, but she is easily reluctant to play. ”

Xie Fuyao was slightly surprised, it turned out that Wei Jingyao's piano master was passed on to Concubine Cheng.

"There are many concubines in the palace, in order to smile at Emperor Bo, which one is not trying to solve all the tricks, why is the concubine Niangniang?"

"When I was a child, I also had such questions, and often asked my mother, my father finally came to visit, why didn't I play the piano for him, my mother's piano sound is so good, my father will definitely linger when he hears it. ”

Wei Jingyao's eyes were sparkling, and the sky full of spring seemed to be integrated into his eyes.

But the mother just shook her head gently, she said that the sound of the piano is the voice of the heart, only to play to the person who pleases her heart, if the meaning changes, the sound of the piano will also change, and the artistic conception will no longer exist. ”

The two looked at each other, and the faint morning light covered the pavilion with an ambiguous layer of gold, and the entire lake was immersed in a crimson glow.

"At that time, I was still young and didn't understand anything, so I asked my mother, didn't she love my father? ”

Wei Jingyao spoke as if he were just a storyteller telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"Later, I realized that not all lovers can eventually become married, and the mother concubine already has a happy person when she becomes a concubine, but her identity makes her have to enter the palace. ”

Xie Fuyao was shocked in her heart, she didn't expect Wei Jingyao to talk to herself about such a secret thing in the palace.

In the previous life, she was in charge of the harem for so many years, and she knew that those minions were used to worshipping high and stepping on low, and concubines were not favored, and Wei Jingyao must have had a bad time when she was young.

How much indifference, loneliness, sadness, and grievances are behind the sound of the piano, I am afraid that only he knows it.

"What do your parents call you when you're at home?"

Wei Jingyao suddenly looked sideways at Xie Fuyao, his eyes were like the deep sea, and there was a faint hint of tenderness and compassion in them.

Xie Fuyao was suddenly stunned, not knowing why he suddenly asked about it.

In his memory, his father seems to rarely appear, he often fights on the battlefield, leads troops to fight, and rarely returns home.

And my mother had passed away when I was a child, and I only had a fragmentary impression of a beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes, standing under the peach tree, calling herself with a smile on her face.

"Ah Shao......" Xie Fuyan came back to his senses, his eyes were hazy, "When I was young, my mother often called me like this. ”

Although Xie Fuyao can't remember her face clearly, this voice always remembers it when he dreams back at midnight.

"Ah Shao ......" Wei Jingyao savored these two words, as if he wanted to bite it to pieces, swallow it, and hide it in his heart forever.

"I'll call you like that in the future, okay?" Wei Jingyao's tone was soft, with a hint of caution.

It seems to be holding a sincere heart to give to the other party, and if the other party refuses, this heart will be torn apart from now on.