In the palace of Fancheng Wang, the middle father really came to meet the king. It's just that Qin Yu sneaked out of the palace with Zifan early in the morning.

"Oh no, Miss Lingxi, the middle father is coming to the dormitory." Zhao Yin hurriedly ran in.

"What then? Did the king say when he would return to the palace? Lingxi was also a little anxious, after all, the middle father was also difficult to deal with.

"The slave is estimated to be ......, and it is estimated that the king will not be able to come back tonight."

Zhao Yin knows the king very well, and he will definitely not return to the palace so soon when he leaves the palace this time.

Lingxi looked at Zhao Yin, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Zhao Yin, you quickly change into the king's clothes, pretend to sleep, and I'll deal with the rest." Lingxi has no choice, and at this moment, time is pressing, so he can only do this.

"If the slave is discovered by the middle father, it will be a capital crime." Zhao Yin was afraid that if this plan was exposed, he would not dare to imagine the consequences.

Lingxi was also very helpless, looking at Zhao Yin, "Don't worry, I have my own way." ”

Lingxi said confidently, it seems that she knows the character of her middle father very well.

Zhao Yin changed into the king's robe in twos and twos, lay on the bed, and covered the quilt, but he really couldn't recognize who the person inside was from the outside?

At this time, the middle father had already walked in, and Lingxi was standing at the door of the dormitory just now.

"Greetings to my middle father!" Lingxi saluted.

"Well, what about the king?" The middle father strode into the hall, looked at Lingxi and asked.

"After the king went down to court today, he suddenly felt unwell, and he just took the medicine and fell asleep." Lingxi tried to stay as calm as possible.

The middle father glanced at it, and there was indeed a person lying on the bed.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?" Lingxi's eyes looked inside.

The middle father thought for a while and said, "No need, you can come out with me." ”

"Yes!" Lingxi doesn't know if the middle father has seen through it?

The middle father walked out, and Lingxi closed the door of the dormitory, and walked out with him.

In this palace, few people usually pay attention to the scenery here, in fact, the scenery in the palace is also good, but the people who generally stay here only value the royal power.

So no matter how beautiful everything is here, no one will appreciate it.

"Are you feeling better?" The middle father asked.

"It's no big deal, let the middle father bother." When Lingxi answered, his eyes did not stay on the middle father for a moment.

"Are you blaming me?"

"Don't dare." Lingxi's tone of voice was still light, without any emotion.

"Then why don't you look at me?"

"Because I'm different from you?"

"Don't forget, the death of the fourth son, Qin Zhang, also has your share of the credit." The middle father was indeed deliberately reminding her at this time.

"You talk nonsense!" At the mention of the death of the fourth son, Lingxi's heart ached as if it was being burned.

"Whether you like to admit it or not, but it's true."

"I'll never be on the same side as you." Lingxi replied very resolutely, when the fourth prince died at that time, she could never forget that look for the rest of her life.

It was a look of forbearance and complexity, and there was concern for it......

"Someday, you will come to me." The middle father is very confident.

Lingxi didn't speak, she turned around and took a step, because she really didn't want to have anything to do with the person in front of her.

The middle father looked at the back of her leaving, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose, he was angry, he was angry for this woman for the first time.

Outside the palace, the drunken immortal building.

Through the fluttering green veil, they saw the row of screens in the inner room, which, in harmony with the paintings on the outer wall, were also painted with lotus flowers and bamboo.

And the painting of this screen painting of the person Danqing painting technique has reached the point of perfection, can paint on silk, and then as the screen of the painting scene, very ingenious, painting the ferry, a beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the ferry, holding a fan in her hand, looking into the distance, but do not know that the lotus flowers around her have opened, lotus leaves bloom.

What surprised Zifan even more was that the person with the inscription on this screen silk painting was probably also the king. Zifan looked at the king with puzzled eyes, but Qin Yu still smiled slightly and didn't say a word. It's a bit different from his style.

"Childe, please be seated!" The woman finally spoke, and as expected, her voice was extremely good, and her gentle voice carried that amorous charm in it.

Seven steps away from the screen is a table of hospitality seats that have been prepared for a long time. Qin Yu sat down with Zifan.

"I wonder what song Childe wants to listen to tonight?"

Although there were seven steps between them, it was dimly possible to see that the girl was wearing a red dress today, because the red color belonged to the more bright color system, so it could still be seen through the silk screen.

"It's still the 'Xizhou Song'!" Qin Yu replied softly.

From this answer, it was confirmed that Zifan's previous conjecture was not wrong, and they really knew each other before. But it seems that the relationship between them is extraordinary, Zifan thought to himself, what kind of woman would make the king take the risk to come to talk?

There was a sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano came from the fingertips through the breeze. After a while, the sound of the piano was with the singing, and she was able to play and sing to herself.

Remembering the plum down to Xizhou, folding the plum to send the north of the river.

The single shirt is apricot red, and the double sideburns are young color.

Where is Xizhou? Two-oars bridgehead crossing.

The twilight of the shrike flies, and the wind blows the black mortar tree.

Under the tree is in front of the door, and the door is dewed.

If you don't open the door, you will go out to pick red lotus.

Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus over the head.

Bow your head and get lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are as clear as water.

In the sleeve of the lotus, the lotus heart is completely red.

Yi Lang Lang did not come, looking up at Feihong.

Hongfei is full of Xizhou, and Wanglang goes to the green building.

The height of the building is not visible, and the railing head is all day.

The railing is twelve curved, and the hanging hand is as bright as jade.

The roller shutter sky is high, and the sea water is green.

The sea dream is long, and I am also worried.

The south wind knows what I want, and blows dreams to Xizhou.

No matter how well she plays, she can't sing as well as this girl's songs. Such a beautiful voice, Zifan also sighed, it was the first time he heard it in his life.

No wonder the king wants to come here to listen to this top girl playing the piano and singing, she really has some ability.

can sing such a style, must be really emotional? is still in the "helpless sea dream, you are also worried." Fortunately, the south wind knew my intentions and dreamed of Xizhou. ”

"It's really good!" Qin Yu opened his mouth and praised.

The man inside the screen stood up and looked at the private room where there was a son. She had a count in her heart at the moment, so she had to say: "Last night, I had a dream, and I dreamed that someone would come to listen to Lianxin, I don't know, is Childe the person in the dream?" ”

"'Folding plums to send Jiangbei', the girl's dream, I already know." Qin Yu replied to her words with a verse from this Xizhou song.

"It seems that my waiting days have not been in vain." The girl said.

Qin Yu had already understood the meaning of her words at this moment, he glanced at Zifan, Zifan immediately realized it, got up and walked out of the private room.

Qin Yu took out a letter from his sleeve and asked Zifan to hand it to Wanru instead of him, thinking that he didn't have time to go over to see Wanru tonight.

Zifan took the letter and went downstairs. He really didn't understand, even if the Qinglou woman just now played the piano well and sang the music well, but in the end, she was a Qinglou woman, not as good as a talented woman in Fancheng like Miss Wanru, but why did the king like and care about this Qinglou woman so much?

Zifan really can't figure this out.

……

In the private room, after Zifan left, Qin Yu could finally not be so restrained. He walked into the screen of the private room, and the girl saw Qin Yu walk in, and took off the red coat she was wearing with a smile, leaving only the white lining.

At the same time, she removed the red beaded hair ornament from her hair, and the black green silk was long and draped.

The candles burned slightly, and they seemed to have a common tacit understanding in the private room, and they got along very happily.

And this whole night, Qin Yu stayed in the private room and did not come out.