Year after year, year after year. Spring steps are not anxious for anyone, not for anyone to slow. Since Yingxian East City returned drunk, more than half a month has quietly flowed. I don't know when I woke up and found that the princess's mansion was already full of spring breeze and spring tide. The morning dew is cold and cold, the sun is not stingy and soothing, softening the weeping poplars and willows, steaming the white orchid and peach, and also melting the clusters of sleepiness in the chest of the strings, and sending a touch of spring appreciation. On this day, Yingxian and Situ Su took a walk in the garden of the back mountain, talking about their recent reverie and interesting experiences.

On the west slope, the apricot blossoms are dense and full of branches, converging into the beautiful clouds, extraditing the sunny sky to the sky, spreading a place of fragrant grass, the wind is moving, the green waves are dyed with roses, and the blue is floating gold. The second princess coiled up her long satin-like hair, and her silver skirt sounded on the ground, and she stepped into this flowery forest, which became more and more elegant and clean, and the trees were full of delicate apricots. The light white catkins fell on the shoulders by the distant wind, and the fluffy and simple appearance like a ball made Yingxian can't help but bend his fingers. Then he jumped into the air again, wandered leisurely, touched the ground and was silent.

Situ Su said: "You are still so naughty, did Liu Fu provoke you?" Yingxian grimaced and said, "If you take a few more steps later, it will still fall." ”

"It just wants to be close to people for a while, get a little warm, and then leave quietly."

"Oh, look, this frivolous prodigal son, causing romantic debts everywhere, what is there to be nostalgic for!"

Situ Su looked at the clear blue sky, and said quietly: "If you get into trouble, you may not be a fridigal prodigal." day and night together, they may not be infatuated beauties. Yingxian heard what was in the words, but she didn't dare to ask more, so she said: "Princess, I don't know how the guards and maids in the house got married?" ”

Situ Su said: "The guards have married a lady, if they still want to serve in the mansion, in addition to traditional festivals, they can take turns to have holidays in the middle of the month and at the end of the month. ”

"What about the usual nights? Will the guards live in the Princess's Mansion? ”

"Wouldn't stay together. It is an overnight shift duty in a group of three. will be registered. This is also to prevent things from happening. ”

Yingxian remembered what she had seen on the night she had just returned to the princess's mansion, and her heart moved: that is to say, as long as she checked, she could at least narrow down the suspects who had a private meeting with the maid to three people. But...... Even so, I don't know which one it is. In vain, he added more suspicion to himself. Besides, the personal relationship between children is also a matter of course...... Why bother beating mandarin ducks? Thinking so, he dispelled the idea of checking people.

Situ Su said again: "If the maids find Ruyi Langjun, they don't have to stay in the princess's mansion to wait for me." If they are not married by the age of twenty-five, as long as I want to leave, I will let them go home. ”

“…… The princess is really generous, and they are also blessed. However, I guess the girls in the palace are not so lucky, right? ”

"The rules in the palace are naturally much more complicated and strict than those in my palace. Generations don't know how many celebrities were buried in the deep palace. As Situ Su said this, he turned his head to look north, his eyes drifting with the wind, until he reached the edge of the light clouds in the distant sky.

Ying Xian thought of Ying Xue, his heart sank, and he sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that I have almost forgotten the rules of the palace."

"If you want to know, when you go back to the palace to see your sister another day, go and ask Gu Yubo Gu Si of the Shangyi Bureau."

Yingxian wrote down the name, and listened to Situ Su ask about the current situation, and suddenly a storm set off in his mind. In addition to pinching his nose and swallowing the bitter and astringent Soul Pills every day, what else can be told to Situ Su?

*****

It turned out that night from the East City back to the house, Yingxian knew that he still lacked common sense in this place, the next day he asked for advice from Lan Shang, Qingyan, Xiao Ningzi and others, for ten days in a row, and it was also a consult, and an inquiry, painstakingly studying all kinds of things in Naxi Jiancheng and the princess's mansion, such as food, wine, pills, clothes, household goods, art ornaments, plants, etc., until most of them were well understood, and they could be called by name, used, and even evaluated their value, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Although I still haven't remembered the past, at least for now, I am immersed in the attempt to increase my knowledge and broaden my horizons, and I get along well with everyone, but I have gradually dispelled the strange loneliness when I first returned to the princess's mansion.

When I am free, I write a few words, play the piano a few times, and watch Qingyan sit in the courtyard and embroider mandarin ducks to pass the time. Occasionally, he snatched the thread foot, and drew a scoop on the brocade with a thin line of needles. was called, this car turned around, and that side pushed the needle forward, and naturally pierced the finger of his left hand. "Ouch", the blood went down the green onion fingers, dripping on the half-grown green leaf powder lotus, and told the Qingyan to come up and smile while bandaging: "This lotus flower doesn't need to be colored." When Yingxian heard this, he put down his satin and was angry and didn't learn.

In addition, Yingxian has always been mindful of Chu Shabai, a musician in Fuzhong. It's just that every time he comes to the princess's mansion, it seems that he deliberately avoids meeting people. After entering the house, he will not go out of the house. Always leaving quietly at night and never seems to greet anyone. Every time, Yingxian slipped to the gate of the southwest courtyard alone and listened to Chu Shabai and his apprentices playing the piano. Although I can't memorize all the melodies, I stole a lot of distant and ancient meanings, and I went back and tasted them repeatedly, and I felt more and more that my piano skills were clumsy. couldn't bear it anymore, so he begged Situ Su to introduce him to Chu Shabai as a student, but he was rejected by the princess, and he couldn't figure out why.

Another day, he and Lan Sheng went out of the house to buy spring clothes, and they found that wanted notices for arresting Wu Ming were posted in conspicuous areas of the capital. The portrait is also wearing a huge hat, with a high face and a sword eyebrows, but after all, he can't describe the cold glow hidden in Wu Ming's eyes, so he doesn't feel very much like him. Yingxian secretly thought: Then Han's father-in-law really wants to avenge his nephew. But this Wu Ming, I'm afraid he has already escaped from the capital.

As for Ying Xue's promise, Ying Xian met with Situ Su day and night, but did not see any changes. It's just reading and playing the piano every day, enjoying the flowers and watching the water. Everyone in the princess's mansion is also performing their own duties, and they are orderly and unobtrusive. And the affair between the man and the woman has not been seen since that night. Yan Xuying, the chief of the guard, was silent, patrolling the mansion with a snow knife all day long, and only said hello when he saw him, and never intended to talk. The subordinates are also strictly controlled, and their expressions are solemn, and they are alive and well with a bunch of artificial puppets scattered in the princess's mansion. Once, Yingxian suddenly screamed at Yan Xuying's back, Yan Xuying waved her knife and turned around, but what she saw was Yingxian bending her eyebrows and smiling like a flower, so she asked: "Miss Yingxian, can you hear a strange sound just now?" ”

"No, I don't. It's just me here. What did you hear, Brother Yan? ”

"Oh." I turned around and left.

Just these gentlemen, if anyone dares to offend the night control lover of the government rail, it makes Yingxian wonder if he is suffering from the soul disorder raised by the ghost girl. Ask about the date, there are still ten days to meet Yingxue. What new discoveries can be made in 10 days?

*****

Seeing that Yingxian was silent for a long time, Situ Su touched her arm and asked, "What are you thinking?" Ying Xian settled down, picked up some unimportant news, and said, "I...... I was actually thinking about the sound of the musician. It's a pity that I can't learn the piano with him. ”

"Are you still reading this?"

"Yes. Princess, why won't you let me learn from him? Is it because I am not good at the piano and not qualified? ”

Situ Su didn't answer, but walked side by side with Yingxian, went downhill, and came to Huanying Pond, where he stopped.

The level of the Huanying Pond under the beautiful sun is like a mirror, floating with the brilliance of green jade, but the heart of the pool is slightly arched by the wind, just like the folds on the Yingying silk roll, and the chasing is more and more flexible. The willows on the shore have been wrapped in lush green clothes, when the roll is comfortable, send love to the clear water in the pool, and point out the mellow ripples. There are clusters of forsythia, look closely at the exquisite golden flowers, look into the distance into a wonderful yellow cloud, around the pond and plant, drag Yan swaying fragrant. Situ Su was quiet in the water for a long time, and Fang said: "I'm afraid that if you learn his piano music, you will inevitably drain your blood and practice and exhaust your mind." You're still young, you can't follow him and stay with Yaoqin like that, and you don't even care about your life. ”

Ying Xian heard Situ Su say this, not only did she dispel her thoughts, but she longed to see Na Chu Shabai even more, and blurted out: "I don't care!" ”

"You don't care?" Situ Su turned his face, his eyelashes raised slightly: "What don't you care about?" ”

"The music that you want to perform with your life must be a divine product. If it is a divine product, then it is worth deducing with life. Anyway, I'm idle in the princess's mansion, if there is such a real master in the mansion, I can't ask him a word or two...... Playing the piano doesn't kill me, and regretting it will die if you regret it. ”

"Hmm...... You're thinking differently. The second princess couldn't help but smile and licked her lower lip, and then walked along the pool with a clear mind, her eyes filled back into the pool water, but Yingxian knew that this time she agreed.

Yingxian said happily: "Thank you princess for making it perfect." But I don't know what I should pay attention to when I see Master Chu's face? Or what should be prepared? ”

Situ Su said: "I promised to introduce you, but there is no guarantee that Chu Shabai will definitely accept you as an apprentice." He has his own unique rules for accepting apprentices. ”

"Oh? What rules? ”

"In addition to the basic skills, you also have to tell a story about the lyre. If you speak brilliantly and move him, then there is hope. ”

“……”

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