"If it's inconvenient, don't talk about it." Without waiting for Murong Sichen to think about it, Chai Qingyue said to Murong Sichen very considerately and gently, for fear that Murong Sichen would be even more unhappy.

Murong Sichen thought about it, and there was nothing unpleasant to see, but he sat down in the Taishi chair with a big grin, and said to Chai Qingyue a little lazily: "Actually, it's nothing, it's all old things." ”

"Huh?" Chai Qingyue pretended to be very interested, but she also guessed it in her heart.

Murong Sichen glanced at Chai Qingyue with complicated eyes, and then said: "At that time, my father had just ascended the throne and became emperor, and there were not many concubines in the harem, and the queen mother was also more favored at that time, so when I just showed a little interest in Xiao, my father gave me this Xiao." ”

Murong Sichen paused, his past memories came to mind little by little, and he brushed his thoughts before he continued: "But later, there were more and more concubines in my father's palace, and my father came to my mother's harem less and less frequently, and the time I stayed in it became shorter and shorter, and then my father simply didn't come to my mother's palace. ”

A delicate face flashed through his mind, Murong Sichen closed his eyes in pain, and paused before continuing: "Since my father fell in love with Concubine Shuniang, I haven't seen my father in my mother's harem much, so I slowly sealed many things that my father gave me, and I deliberately didn't want to touch them. ”

"Hmm." Chai Qingyue got up and walked to Murong Sichen's side, covering Murong Sichen's eyes with her hands, and Murong Sichen also closed her eyes obediently.

Feeling the wetness of her palm, Chai Qingyue felt that she couldn't find any words to comfort Murong Sichen for a while, after all, she grew up in a warm and harmonious family, although her father sometimes demanded herself very harshly, but in general, Chai Qingyue's childhood was still quite nourishing.

Murong Sichen held Chai Qingyue's wrist and pressed it on his face, feeling Chai Qingyue's silent comfort to him at this moment, and had only one thought: Jin Se is in his prime, and the years are quiet.

I don't know why, Murong Sichen suddenly felt that for the first time in more than 20 years, he had the intention of betraying his father, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with that high position, it was better to hold the hand of his lover and slowly walk to the white head like this.

"What do you think?" Seeing that Murong Sichen didn't move for a long time, Chai Qingyue took the initiative to comfort her, "The past is over, don't think about it." ”

Murong Sichen didn't say anything, he just felt that his heart was full of emotion, and nothing could be overflowing. The voice that spoke was also low, with a little nasal: "Well, yes, it's all over." ”

Got up and took Chai Qingyue's hand, Murong Sichen pressed Chai Qingyue into the seat: "Let's play a song together." ”

"Okay." Chai Qingyue stretched out her fingers, hooked the strings a few times, and asked softly, "What does Si Chen want to hear?" ”

Murong Sichen thought for a moment and replied, "Just "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". ”

"Okay."

The piano and flute ensemble in the house, and Mama Liu outside the house also showed a pleased smile, and the relationship between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess was really a couple, and he was deeply gratified by an old slave.

After a song, Murong Sichen's originally gloomy mood dissipated a lot, and his heart was a rare peace and joy, it seems that music can really heal people's hearts, and the sound of the piano can also cleanse the soul.

"What should I do, I'll listen to you play again." Murong Sichen, who was comforted by the sound of the piano, was in a good mood, so he began to coquettish with Chai Qingyue.

Although Chai Qingyue was extremely reluctant to admit it, she still had to admit that Murong Sichen, who was coquettish, was extremely cute, which made people can't bear to say words of refusal, and people couldn't help but want to touch their heads.

Thinking like this, Chai Qingyue had already stretched out her hand, hey, it felt good.

"Smack." Murong Sichen reached out and patted Chai Qingyue's hand on his head expressionlessly, and his tone was also very unkind, "Two touches are enough, why are you still kneading it?" ”

"Of course, it's because it's comfortable to touch." Chai Qingyue replied bluntly, and her words didn't go through her mind at all, "Do you want to try it too." ”

Without waiting for Murong Sichen's answer, Chai Qingyue turned her head to look at the person squatting beside her, and saw Murong Sichen looking at herself with her chin open.

"Ahem."

Chai Qingyue's face turned red instantly, and she had to use a dry cough to hide her embarrassment, her request was really ...... It's so unkind.

Where would anyone knead their heads and play? This invitation of mine is really stupid.

Murong Sichen smiled, raised his hand and touched his head, and smirked: "It seems to feel really good." ”

"Hee-hee, huh?" Chai Qingyue also smiled, nodded in response, and changed the topic stiffly, "By the way, what does Si Chen want to hear?" I'll play it to you. ”

Murong Sichen lowered his head and thought for a moment, then replied: "Then play the song "Jiyue Breeze" that Qingyue said before, I want to hear it." ”

"Okay." Murong Sichen responded with a smile, moved a stool and sat down beside Chai Qingyue, slowly leaned over when Chai Qingyue played the first note, and finally rested his head on Chai Qingyue's shoulder.

After another song, the room fell into silence for a long time, and Murong Sichen closed his eyes and recuperated, as if he still remembered the sound of the piano that had just arrived.

Chai Qingyue also tilted her head and leaned on Murong Sichen's head, the two people whose heads were infinitely close to each other were also very close to each other at this time.

"Bounce well." I don't know how long it took for Murong Sichen to boast, "The breeze of the moon, the bright moon is shining, the breeze is slow, the loneliness of drinking alone under the moon, the quiet and stable years, the independence of the world, the arrogance in the ordinary days, Qingyue's piano skills are really exquisite." ”

Half of Chai Qingyue's attainments in the guqin are famous teachers and apprentices, and half are due to his own good talent, so Murong Sichen feels that he has not heard such a beautiful sound for a long time.

"Am I supposed to thank you for the compliment?" Too lazy to stretch out her hand, Chai Qingyue directly nodded Murong Sichen's head with her head, and smiled mischievously and slyly, revealing a pair of shallow small pear vortices.

Murong Sichen waved his hand boldly and responded, "You're welcome, I'm just telling the truth." ”

"Hehehe." Chai Qingyue smirked in response to Murong Sichen's praise, but she was still very happy in her heart, who doesn't like others to praise herself?