Yang Liuyan was ashamed and annoyed after the initial anger, coquettish and regretful, and even swayed for Zhang Zeliu's sentence How can you bear it, but even if you can't bear it, there has to be someone who is ruthless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Liuyan looked at the leftover wine on the table, shook his head reproachfully, tidied up a little, and said softly: "Lord Wang, let me pour you a glass of wine." ”

Li Luo's heart hurt, the pain was really happy, there was a hearty pain, all these years of painstaking cover-up, and finally tore it out in the woman's silent words.

Li Luo seemed to be unable to contain the pain in his chest, or he drank too much wine, coughed at the desk, and didn't get up for a long time.

Yang Liuyan didn't seem to be aware of it, and quietly poured a glass of wine for Li Luo, his expression was calm like the vast quiet lake outside the Reflecting Moon Pavilion, but the ripples brought by his hands also exposed the agitated and uneasy mood at the moment.

"Lord Wang." Yang Liuyan called softly.

"Hmm."

"The past is like smoke, and the past will never come back."

"That's true."

"The prince doesn't like to fight by nature, he is as indifferent as water, you don't want to fight for the imperial power, and the world doesn't want to fight, but it's a pity that even if the prince doesn't want to, there will always be people who will push these onto the prince."

Li Luo retracted his mind and smiled lightly: "It's not that I don't fight, it's just that some things are doomed to end up in contention, and sometimes infighting is just another kind of fighting." ”

Yang Liuyan looked at Li Luo quietly, and said in a harmonious voice: "His heart is not bad, in fact, sometimes I think that it is difficult to have a person like him in Zhuocheng."

I didn't understand why the prince had a relationship with their group of people, but now it seems that I finally understand, you are very similar to him in some ways. ”

"Haha, people are divided into groups, things are gathered by like, and I may not be a good person by nature."

Yang Liuyan's lips opened slightly, and he didn't say what he wanted to say, but in the end he just sighed: "There are some things I shouldn't ask." ”

"There are some things I can't tell you if you ask."

Yang Liuyan's expression darkened, and he said softly: "He asked me to bring wine, if this is a jar of wine I want to drink, it must have been prepared a long time ago." ”

Li Luo said casually: "It's too traced, I can't hide it from you." ”

"I just thought he had something to say to the prince alone, but I didn't expect him to say such a thing."

"Yes, I didn't expect it, haha, it sounds like Zeliu is a little timid, if these words were said earlier, maybe Miss Yang wouldn't have heard it."

"No, he's very bold, and although I don't like him, I do impress me in this matter."

Yang Liuyan seemed to be unable to bear such a depressing atmosphere, quietly stood up, and said softly, "I'll help him go back first." ”

"It's good ......"

"You wait for me."

Li Luo was stunned, Zhang Zeliu was already drunk and unconscious, and was about to get up to say goodbye, but was intercepted by Yang Liuyan.

"I have something to say to you." Yang Liuyan said quietly.

Li Luo coughed lightly a few times and said in a low voice: "I'm just afraid that it will be inconvenient for me to stay." ”

"After today, I will be the young lady of the Tsukasae Mansion, and I will never have a chance to say these words except today." Yang Liuyan looked at Li Luo fixedly, although his words were light, he did not allow Li Luo to question them.

Li Luo sighed gloomily, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

The wine entered his throat, although it was a strong wine, but it couldn't make Li Luo feel a little tingling, and he was already a little numb at this moment.

"Can you afford it?" Yang Liuyan asked coldly.

Li Luo was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I'll stay here, and I'll leave after listening." ”

This sentence is a pun on leaving, which is not only to leave the Tsukazai Mansion, but also to leave the entanglement with Zhang Zeliu and Yang Liuyan.

Yang Liuyan excused Zhang Zeliu to go back to the house to rest, not to leave some time to sort out the messy mood at this time.

Yang Liuyan snorted, got up and called Zhu'er outside the Yingyue Pavilion to come in.

The moment he turned around, a tear flowed down very carefully, and fell into Li Luo's eyes impartially.

Li Luo was sad, and gently touched his palm, and a wisp of affection coiled around Li Luo's body like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

At this moment, Yang Liuyan's face is cold, revealing a little loneliness and thinness, but in the depths is sad and hopeless.

Yang Liuyan hurriedly left the Yingyue Pavilion, the banquet was already cold, Li Luoku sat for a long time, the past was like smoke, flashing in front of his eyes like a horse, and he didn't notice that so much time had passed.

The more he thought about these things, the more irritated Li Luo's heart became, Li Luo grabbed the wine jar on the table, and didn't use a cup, so he drank a jar of spirits in one go.

Li Luo got up and walked to the window and sat down in front of a guqin, not unintentionally, let alone intentionally, the sound of the piano was agitated, and a song of thorny cold spread around the rippling lake outside the window.

The sound of the piano is very fast, the branches and leaves of the garden are chasing after each other, and even the sunken fish in the water seem to be impregnated by the sound of the piano, and jump out of the water from time to time, wanting to break the mirror between the virtual and the real on this side.

In this world of piano sound, everything seems to exist for the sound of the piano at this moment.

The melodious place is like the lonely smoke of the desert, and the passionate place is like the rain hitting the loquat, and the fast and slow flow is only between the hearts of the people who play the qin, and there is no trace, and there is no shadow.

If you listen to the sound of the piano first, and then look at the flowers and plants beside you, even if it is a weed and vine, it will come to life in an instant in the sound of the piano, just like the means of the fairy family to scatter beans into soldiers.

Thorn Qin Han is a palace song, telling about life and death in the midst of rapid changes, maybe the person who wrote this song is an assassin, or a general, or maybe a rebellious minister and thief outside the palace gate.

The meaning of the song is very cold, but the changes are weird, because the score is cold, and very few people play the thorn in the palace banquet, but there is this thorn in the test of the piano art in the workshop.

Of course, there will be people in the workshop whose fingertips are not inferior to Li Luo, but if you want to pop out such a cold thorn that goes hand in hand with life and death, except for Li Luo, there is no second person in the world.

At the end of the song, the wind and rain that was swept up by the sound of the piano slowly fell silent, and this temple of all souls slowly returned to its usual appearance, only a few maids in the house were still looking at the Yingyue Pavilion in the distance in a daze, and did not come back to their senses from the sound of the piano just now.

After playing this song, Li Luo calmed down a little.

The heart is no longer chaotic, but unfortunately the pain is still there, not heart-rending violence, but unforgettable.

The door of the house was gently pushed open, the willow smoke turned, and the expression on his face was much calmer, as if it was covered with a layer of fog, which made people unreal for a while.

"It's a thorny cold, and it will be a perfect sound within a hundred years." Yang Liuyan said softly.

Li Luo glanced back, Yang Liuyan had already changed into a coat, Xuan Dai crane, plain water shawl, even more condensed and indifferent.