I kept my head down, not daring to look at him, until his figure faded away in front of me, I raised my head, I thought he had left, but suddenly I heard his familiar voice again: "Come here, I will teach you the piano myself." ”

I let out a long sigh and obediently turned and walked over. He picked up the yaoqin on the ground and put it back on the shelf, stroked the two broken strings with his slender fingers, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that this good qin, you can use it to learn fingering first, and I will order someone to repair it tomorrow." ”

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to stroke the harp. Under the constant plucking of his fingers, the strings emitted a beautiful and pleasant sound, like the distant sky outside, ethereal and melodious. The sound of the piano suddenly turned, and it was like a waterfall gushing straight out, rushing and powerful. The sound of his piano was high and exciting, and gradually soothed the chills in my heart.

The fly in the ointment was that a few notes were not played according to the score, and I think the notes of the original song probably needed to be played by the two broken strings, so he changed the notes. Although it is played a little differently from the original song, it is harmless.

The scent of the piano and the scent of the mint leaves on his body mingled in the air, making it all the more refreshing.

When he finished playing a song, he suddenly got up and sat me down, and said, "Come." ”

I raised my hand to cover the yaoqin and played it as before.

The prince may still have doubts about what happened just now, and although I want to show my ability in front of him, I must also understand that it is impossible to make a decision at this moment.

He tapped the tail lightly and motioned for me to stop. I was about to turn my head to look at him when I suddenly felt a long sword resting on my neck.

"You're very smart." He raised his hand again and touched the broken strings, and said to me: "It's a pity that you have overlooked one point, although Fu'an is a little arrogant, but her love for Yaoqin is not comparable to ordinary people, especially this piano is still made of fine rosewood, so... She would never have smashed the piano out of anger. ”

I sat on the stool, not daring to move, Fang Cai Fu'an was obviously poisoned and died, so this sword must be poisoned, if I am not careful to be cut by it, I may die in Huangquan. Although I was subservient, I still pretended to be calm, and said in a very calm tone: "Since Childe has already guessed, why did he kill her." ”

Even though Fu'an is King Xuanwu's person, she has not done anything unfavorable to the prince, why did the prince take her life so early?

He chuckled, raised his hand to pull my face, forced me to look at him, and said lightly: "You are so smart, can't you see that I am killing chickens and monkeys?" ”

Punish someone as a warning to others? I frowned and looked at him, so he killed Vian just to give me a dismount?

He let go of my jaw, reached out and gently plucked the strings on his side, listening to the long sound of the piano echoing in the room, he said lightly: "Song Yizhu, I hope you know that I don't appreciate you at all, it's just that others don't want to recognize you, I killed her in the hope that they can see clearly what status you are by my side." ”

His gaze returned to my face, looking at me, his expression suddenly became cold, and his voice gradually became cold: "But Song Yizhu, you remember, I like smart people, but I don't like people who use their little cleverness on me, this time you use me, forget it, if there is a next time..." It's not just about hanging around your neck. ”

Looking at his cold face, I gritted my teeth secretly, forced my mind, and waited for his words expressionlessly.

He put away his long sword, plucked the strings again, and said to me lightly: "Play a good song, let me see how much you know about Yaoqin." ”

I gritted my teeth, knowing very well that if I messed up this time, the sword would not just be hanging around my neck. Taking a deep breath, I played as hard as I could, even if the wound on my hand opened due to the amplitude of the movement, I didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, but fortunately, he was more satisfied with my best efforts.

Then he began to point out my shortcomings, told me to play the piano again, and so on.

His voice was clear but cold, like the wind in winter, cold but sober.

It was precisely in this way that I sat next to him and was even more frightened, and my vigilance against him did not decrease but increased, and I did not dare to relax for a moment.

After I finished playing for the last time, he said, "Okay, I'll be here today, I'll send someone to bandage your wounds, and Yi Xuan will come to teach you how to play chess later, you can practice the piano first, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

After he finished speaking, he left, and I was finally relieved, and my tense body gradually relaxed. I closed my eyes and let out a long sigh.

The prince behaves obediently, and his joy and anger are incomprehensible. I don't want to admit it, but I do fear him, and I don't even dare to disobey him at all, and I have never been so afraid of a person before I met him, so afraid that I dare not disobey him in everything.

My hand on the yaoqin suddenly clenched, and three or four strings were pinched together, and I felt the tightness of the strings coming from the palm of my hand, just like me sitting next to the prince just now.

I am really disgusted by being afraid of the wind and rain like this.

There were two knocks on the door, and then there was a voice: "Miss Zhuzhu, can the old slave come in?" I opened my eyes, my palms loosened the tight strings, my face returned to my previous friendly smile, and I said calmly, "Come in." ”

The door was slowly pushed open, and it was my mother-in-law who walked in, still with the same kind smile on her face as when she first saw me, as if she had poured a few drops of nectar on my troubled heart, and made it fade a little. She bowed down and said to me, "Miss Yizhu, Childe has instructed the old slave to bandage your wounds. ”

As she spoke, she walked over, and I was not polite, and held out my wounded hand to her.

She didn't leave directly after dressing me, but walked over to the pool of blood left by Fuan, and after coughing lightly, two more people walked in through the door.

I looked at the pool of blood on the ground and was stunned for a moment.

The moment when the long sword pierced through Fuan's body was still vivid, and the annoyance in my heart reappeared with calmness.

The man put down the basin he was holding, bent down with his mother-in-law to wipe the blood on the ground, soaked it in the basin and washed it after the linen cloth was stained with blood, and then continued to wipe the floor, and so on.

As I was thinking back to the despair and compassion that Ann had before she died, I suddenly noticed the expressions of my mother-in-law and the two men, whose faces had been calm and calm since they entered the door, and I couldn't help but realize something......