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Zhao Shu pushed the door open, and didn't see the bright moon waiting for him in the room as always. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info was surprised, and Zhao Shu's eyes swept to his desk. Suddenly, I saw Mingyue lying in front of her desk, flipping through a book I don't know what it was, reading it with relish, and her expression was very engaged. The candlelight shines on her face, which looks particularly delicate.

At this moment, Zhao Shu found that Mingyue was so similar to his later girlfriend Sun Lin. It's all at this moment, at the moment of reading books and studying, this is completely a female scholar's posture, completely selfless and devoted to learning, and she can't notice what's going on outside, and for herself at this moment, it has nothing to do with herself. This reminded Zhao Shu of the time of the later generations.

The senior year of high school before college can be described as an extremely painful process for everyone who has experienced this period, fighting every day and night, never sleeping until one o'clock at night, getting up after five o'clock, and no one wants to go through it a second time. But for Zhao Shu, this senior year of high school has other flavors. Ex-girlfriend Sun Lin is a veritable academic bully, and she was admitted to Nanjing University, which was one of the top ten in the country at that time, with extremely × results in the college entrance examination, but she was not wanted, although she was also admitted to a 985, but she and her girlfriend had different paths.

Sun Lin's parents often go out to work, and Sun Lin also feels that with Zhao Shu's boyfriend by his side, he can find warmth and even a sense of home, which Zhao Shu knows. The most tiring time in the third year of high school is the night, so Zhao Shu is trying to find as many nights as possible to accompany Sun Lin. At night, under the table lamp of Sun Lin's house, the light of the table lamp shining on Sun Lin's face, Zhao Shu still remembers it vividly.

Sun Lin.... I came to the Northern Song Dynasty inexplicably, I disappeared inexplicably, and I don't know how I disappeared. I don't know what the girl who regards herself as the biggest support other than her parents, I don't know what kind of mood it will be when I know that I am gone, and I don't know what it will be like, I must be sad.

Zhao Shu clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes closed, and the crossing was not necessarily accidental, maybe it was a mission given by God to be completed by himself. Zhao Shu secretly prayed that since God let him leave his relatives and friends in the next generation, he didn't expect how good his life would be in this era, but he only hoped that Sun Lin in the future would be able to regain his strength after a period of time and find someone who could really be entrusted for life.

After a long time, Zhao Shu slowly opened his eyes, Mingyue was still sitting at the table, and she didn't hear her arrival at all. Zhao Shu shook his head vigorously and threw Sun Lin's matter out. Zhao Shu understands that because he crossed for no reason, he is already sorry for Sun Lin, and if he doesn't forget Sun Lin again, then he will be sorry for Mingyue. He didn't want to be sorry for Mingyue, Mingyue was his Sun Lin in the Song Dynasty.

"Going up to a high-rise building alone without a word, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong Deep Courtyard locks Qingqiu...... but Zhao Shu still couldn't control his emotions and recited Li Yu's "Seeing Huan", he thought that only seeing Huan could meet his current mood. But just as he was about to read the next film, he swallowed a stalk in his throat, and his eyes were already soaked when he looked at Mingyue, but not a single tear fell after all.

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, heard Zhao Shu's words, raised her head to look at Zhao Shu, and for some reason, Mingyue at this time was no longer as humble as before, she probably understood Zhao Shu's crystal clear tears, and seemed to understand Zhao Shu's current mood, and she was inexplicably sad.

"Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is a sad parting is a taste in my heart....." The red lips opened lightly, and the next film was read out by Mingyue word by word and very affectionately.

After listening to the next film, this is more vivid than what the teacher read in high school Chinese class, maybe I didn't have the mood I have now. Zhao Shu couldn't control his tears anymore and flowed down his cheeks.

"Men don't flick when they have tears! It's just not to the sad place! Looking at Zhao Shu with both eyes, Mingyue said softly: "I think that Your Highness must have encountered something sad, you might as well say it, although the concubine can't solve the problems for His Highness, it is better than His Highness holding it in his heart alone." ”

Mingyue's voice was obviously crying, and she couldn't bear to see Zhao Shu like this now. She wants to solve problems for Zhao Shu, but what can she do if she is a woman?

The heartstrings seem to have been touched, and now the tears are out of control like the water of the Yellow River that has burst its embankment. Zhao Shu closed his trembling lips and shook his head, he couldn't tell Mingyue his true identity and where he came from. Because he doesn't want Mingyue to be hurt in any way, the absolute secrecy of his identity is the biggest premise for the protection of his beloved. Zhao Shu felt that he was not a prince at all but more like an agent lurking in the upper echelons of the enemy army, and no one knew his true identity.

Seeing Zhao Shu's shaking head, Mingyue's gaze dimmed a little. But before she could continue to react, she only felt that her body was tight, and Zhao Shu couldn't help but hold herself firmly in her arms.

The current Zhao Shu, the dignified king of Song Jian'an, is now like a child, leaning on Mingyue's shoulder, crying endlessly.

Mingyue gently patted Zhao Shu's back, asking him to be as smooth as possible. Women, the natural sixth sense is extremely accurate and sensitive, she always feels that Zhao Shu's feelings are definitely not only in herself, but as a maidservant, she is already very content to get such treatment from Zhao Shu, she does not ask for any life and death contract, and Zi Chengyue is the highest commitment of a man. She just wanted to gently comfort the man in front of her.

Zhao Shu's crying is not only his later girlfriend Sun Lin. Because of Sun Lin, she thought of many people, her parents, her grandparents, teachers, classmates, relatives and friends...... There is also a cousin who grew up protecting himself. They're there now, and they're not doing well.

I don't know why God wants to do this, there are so many people who are better than him in the future, why do you choose to come here to change your life against the sky. He is just an ordinary person who is ordinary to the extreme, and after graduation, he will be reduced to a house slave and a car slave like ordinary people. Why do you have to choose yourself, not to mention excellent historians and high-achieving students in science and engineering. Even the author of the best-selling time-traveling novel "The Idle King of the Northern Song Dynasty" that he likes to read, Beiming Laoyu crossed over to see if he could live as freely as Zhao Yan, the idle king in his novel, here.

After a while, Zhao Shu cried and gradually lost his strength, so he let go of Mingyue. Mingyue looked at Zhao Shu's swollen eyes crying, her nose couldn't help but be sour, and she was very distressed. Mingyue pinched her sleeves and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes for Zhao Shu: "If Your Highness doesn't give up, the concubine will present a song for you." ”

Zhao Shu nodded, and after seeing Zhao Shu agree. Mingyue turned around and took out a pair of zither from the side of Zhao Shu's table, Zhao Shu was a little stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a musical instrument in his room. I think that at that time, my favorite thing was to watch Sun Lin sing, but now, I never thought that Mingyue would also play the guzheng.

But seeing Mingyue sitting cross-legged, holding the zither with both hands and gently placing it on his thighs. A pair of jade hands gently stroked the strings, plucked twice, and tried the tone.

"There are plums, in fact, Tanabata. Ask me to be a gentleman, and I will be lucky. ”

"It's auspicious, it's auspicious. There are plums, in fact, there are three Xi, beg me to be a gentleman, and I am here. ”

"It's going to be now, it's going to be now. There are plums, baskets, begging my scholars, and they are called it. ”

.......

The singing of the bright moon is accompanied by the sound of strings, like the song of a phoenix, refreshing people's hearts. After singing, Mingyue gently stroked the strings again, and said, "The concubine is ugly...."

The singing was so beautiful that Zhao Shu reacted for a long time and asked, "Mingyue..... This is what you sing. ”

"This is the poetry of the national style to call the south of the Mei Youmei, is the concubine's favorite poem."

The Book of Poetry? It turned out that the poems and texts "Guan Ju" that I hated in Chinese class in the past were so pleasant and moving to sing out, Zhao Shu asked again: "Then Mingyue, can you sing "Guan Ju" and "Hooligans"? ”

Zhao Shu remembered the two texts from the Book of Poetry that he had learned in later generations, Mingyue did not reply, smiled slightly, and stroked the strings with his hand again.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island, My Fair Lady, Good Gentleman."

"Good gentleman, good gentleman. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it. ”

"Seek it, ask for it. I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. ”

"Tossing and turning, tossing and turning. Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano. ”

"Friends of the piano, friends of the piano. Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums. ”

.......

"Hooligans, hugging cloth trade silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and I seek to come. Send the son to wade Qi, as for Dunqiu. I am scared, and there is no good matchmaker. There will be no anger, and the autumn will be for a period of time. ”

"Take advantage of the other wall, in the hope of recovering the customs. I didn't see the resumption, and I was crying and rippling. Seeing the resumption of customs, laughing and talking. Erbul Zhen, no blame. Bring the chariot with me, and bribe me to move. ”

"The mulberry has not fallen, and its Ye Woruo. Crying doves, no mulberries. Calling for women, there is no delay with the soldiers, and the delay of the scholars can still be said. The woman's timidity cannot be said. ”

"The fall of the mulberry is yellow and falling. Self-inferior, three-year-old food poverty. Qi water soup soup, gradually car drapery. The woman is not happy, and the gentleman is not happy. Scholars are also reckless, two or three of their virtues. ”

"Three-year-old woman, hard work. Sleep at night, and have a bright future. As for the violence. The brother didn't know, so he laughed. Quietly think about it, bow down and mourn yourself. ”

"And you are old, and I am always resentful. Qi has a shore, and Xi has a pan. The banquet of the general horn, smiling and smiling, swearing, not thinking about the opposite. But if you don't think about it, you have already done it. ”

The third year of high school has been gone for a long time, and Zhao Shu naturally doesn't remember what these poems mean, but what Mingyue sang was sad and sentimental. I'm afraid that this is Mingyue's thoughts at the moment. An idea spontaneously arose in Zhao Shu's heart, interrupting Mingyue's doubts.

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