"Bell-bell-" The carriage split the water-dissolved avenue and ran over the spring grass. A crisp splash splashed on the axles, causing clouds of smoke and mist to splash. The tassel curtains were gently lifted, the drizzle was like a veil, and the whole city was flowing like a dream.

Yingxian's vision was blurred, but she felt a sense of poetry, and she couldn't tell whether it was from the water vapor on her face or the fragrance of the leaves sent by the soft wind. The distant trees are silent, hugging a few pinnacles, and gradually leading out of a cloud river. The beautiful peach on the shore is covered with a layer of wet powder, which is no longer red and burning, but a little more warm, and turns into a silent lady. The second princess sat upright in the car, not looking at the outside scenery, as if she was thinking about something, until she was awakened by a series of questions from Yingxian.

"Princess, who is this Mr. Jiyan? How did you meet? Also, he doesn't seem to want to say too much about Yu Guo, what do you think? ”

Seeing the confusion and expectation on Yingxian's face, Situ Su couldn't help but feel funny, and said slowly: "Mr. Jiyan has lived in Hancuiju for many years, and he has long stopped asking about the world. I promised him not to reveal his origins. As for how we know each other...... Everything is ...... It's all the arrangement of fate. Seeing that the suspicion on Yingxian's face had not disappeared, he added: "Usually, Mr. Jiyan doesn't want to see outsiders, let alone show that picture of Shiyu. It's also fate that you met him this time. He doesn't mind if you ask, it seems that there should be a chance to see you again in the future. ”

Yingxian listened to Situ Su's vague answer, and expected that there must be a hidden secret, and the second princess didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask anymore. The conversation in the morning was circling in my mind, and before I knew it, the carriage had arrived at the princess's mansion.

Nothing happened for half a day. At sunset, Yingxian suddenly felt that his limbs were heavy, and his temples seemed to be pierced with a small needle, and it hurt to jump and jump. I also felt sick to my stomach. I didn't have much appetite for dinner, just drank some soup and ate a few bites of vegetables. After a while, my stomach turned upside down, and I even vomited out the juice. opened his mouth to call Qingyan, and his voice was hoarse. Seeing this, Qingyan deduced that she was suffering from the wind and cold, and hurriedly informed the second princess. It was getting late, so I invited the famous Lang Zhong in the city to prescribe a prescription to dispel wind and cold and regulate stomach qi. Situ Su came to visit and said curiously: "I haven't rained much, why is he so sick?" For now, we will cure this disease. By the way, I see that you have taken the Soul Fusion Pill for many days and it has no effect, so it is better to put it for the time being. Buick took this prescription. We'll figure it out later. ”

Yingxian couldn't ask for it, and lay on the bed and nodded happily and weakly. I thought: It's a medicine that is poisonous. Maybe it was the Soul Pills that ate too much and weakened his physique, which gave birth to this disease.

After drinking the medicine, Yingxian fell into a deep sleep. The next day, I lay in bed for half a day. Qingyan came to serve, and after freshening up, he brought a bowl of fragrant porridge. It turned out that the peach blossom petals were boiled in the porridge, which were delicate and white, and it was very good-looking. Yingxian was hungry for a long time, so she couldn't wait to take a sip, and she frowned and said, "Why is it cold?" ”

Qingyan smiled and said, "Girl, today is the Cold Food Festival." ”

Winter Food Festival? Ying Xian was stunned for a moment, and then woke up. I remember that it was the Spring and Autumn Period when Duke Wen of Jin burned the mountain with fire, trying to force the former virtuous minister Jiezhi to push out the mountain to assist, but Jiezhi pushed rather die than Shi, and finally burned to death on Mianshan with his mother. Later generations commemorated the promotion of the introduction, and set the one hundred and fifth day after the winter solstice and one or two days before the Qingming Festival as the Cold Food Festival. Every family prohibits smoking and fire, eats cold food, and sweeps the tombs to worship the ancestors during the Qingming Festival, expressing sorrow.

Yingxian asked about the situation in the house, only to learn that Situ Su went back to the palace with Lan Shang, Huiyi, Xiao Ningzi and others early in the morning to worship their ancestors. The other maids and guards also took leave and went back to their homes to pay respects to their ancestors. Originally, he should have returned to the palace together, but Situ Su thought that he was sick, so he let Qingyan and Xinting stay in the house to take care of himself.

Yingxian asked Qingyan, "Why don't you go home with Xinting?" ”

"Xinting and I have had no father and mother since we were children. They all grew up in a miscellaneous compound. Later, he was sold to the palace. To be honest, I don't even know my own last name. ”

When Ying Xian heard this, a pity rose in his heart. was about to comfort a few words, but Qingyan didn't care, got up and cleaned the princess's mansion.

For lunch, I ate jujube cake, apricot cheese, and tofu with tender willow leaves. After that, Yingxian fell asleep again into the afternoon, and when she woke up, the pain was slightly reduced. I got up and walked around the house, but I didn't see a few people. A princess's mansion suddenly became empty, even if the weather was sunny and warm, and the flowers were full of flowers, but it could not withstand the loneliness and bleakness in my heart. However, when passing through the courtyard where Chu Shabai lived, he heard a faint sound of the piano coming from Yixin Hall. Yingxian was surprised: It turned out that the master also came to the princess's mansion today. I guess it's because my family is gone.

Thinking about it, his footsteps have moved to the front of Yixin Hall. Ying Xian stood in the doorway and listened.

The old song came to an end slowly, and after a pause, a new one was played. This song is very strange, high and low, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the rhythm and melody are confusing, and there is a ghostly atmosphere. The treble is like a sharp blade cutting the skin, and a knife is bloody. The bass is like a thousand rocks, and it makes people fall straight into the unknown abyss. Yingxian's heart rose and fell with the unpredictable sound of the piano, and it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest. Later, Yingxian was so uncomfortable that she held the door tightly with one hand and covered her heart with the other, but her legs couldn't move as if they were filled with lead. The sound of the piano is like a ** heavy cannon attacking. His head hurt sharply, his body went limp, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly. After the footsteps, the door was pulled open. Ying Xian reluctantly raised his head, opened his eyes slightly, and saw a man in a blue lotus-colored robe standing in front of the door in dizziness, with a very chic figure, a light robe with a slow belt, and a piece of warm white jade tied around his waist. When he lowered his body, Yingxian saw that the scars on his face were intertwined, at least a dozen of them, which was extremely terrifying, and he couldn't help but let out an "ah". I knew it was Chu Shabai. Although Chu Shabai was disfigured, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the two strings of coldness wandered in the sparkling eyes. However, when he heard Yingxian's exclamation, his eyes suddenly darkened. He saw Yingxian's situation clearly at the moment, frowned, picked up Yingxian and walked into the house. Yingxian's pale face flushed with a sickly flush, and her heart fluttered. When I entered the hall, an elegant fragrance came to my nose, and I didn't know whether it was the fragrance of flowers or incense. Chu Shabai sat down on the rose chair and stood aside to observe the movement.

Ying Xian looked at Chu Shabai coyly, unable to say a word for a long time, but thought in his heart: The master's face was actually injured like this, no wonder he had to hide behind the screen every time they met. Alas! And the song from the moment...... It's so powerful, I almost lost my life...... Is it also the master's score?

Chu Shabai was dumb, so he didn't say a word, only cast his eyes on Yingxian's face, with a little concern and a little helplessness, as if he was blaming himself for eavesdropping. Yingxian's heart moved: Although this person was disfigured, his eyes were clear, and his temperament was quite consistent with the second princess.

The two of them looked at each other silently, and the sunlight kept wandering outside the window, hitting the house, from the east corner to the west corner, ironing the furniture in Yixin Hall one by one. Mahogany carving Ganoderma lucidum curly grass pattern warping head case...... Round chair ...... Rosewood rectangular with a few sides of the bottom incense...... Begonia copper incense burner...... Rose purple glazed sunflower pot...... The leaves of the orchid are crowned with golden red flower clusters...... The light and shadow are intertwined, and the house is still as clear as a wilderness. Yingxian finally couldn't hold it back, and took the lead in breaking the weird atmosphere and said: "Master forgive me, next time I won't dare to eavesdrop." ”

Chu Shabai sighed slightly, turned around and went back to the back room, and took out a pair of pen and ink. Yingxian thought: Is the master going to talk to me? Before he could finish his thoughts, Chu Shabai really wrote something on the paper, and then handed the paper to Yingxian's eyelids. The pen is sharp and strong, the pen is dashing, and it is written: "There is no one in the house, so this song is played, but it hurts you unexpectedly." You didn't return to the palace, why? ”

Yingxian hurriedly said: "I was sick last night, and I fell asleep for most of the day today. So the princess didn't take me back to the palace. I happened to pass by the master and heard the sound of the piano, so I couldn't help but want to come and learn. ”

Chu Shabai nodded, and wrote: "Because you are sick and evil qi has invaded, you can't resist it. How do you feel right now? ”

Yingxian smiled bitterly: "Dizziness and swelling, heart and mouth are upset." I didn't expect a piano song to be so uncomfortable. Master, what is the origin of this song? ”

"There is also a new song "Qingshan Yin", you can learn it, you can regulate the internal breath, and heal as soon as possible." But he didn't say anything about the previous song.

Yingxian wanted to ask a few more questions, but Chu Shabai had already returned to his seat. Hengqin is in the case, with a wave of his hand, the clear rhyme rises faintly between his fingers.

Yingxian's mind moves with the piano. Sleepiness suddenly came, and his eyelids closed unconsciously, and he was in a trance, as if he had entered a fantasy world. When she opened her eyes, there was smoke and water in front of her.

It is as if under the guidance of a magical force, walking alone along the mountain road to the depths of the white clouds. There is no sound of the wind, but there is really wind, and the stream is sprouting, as if it is far and near. The fragrance of plants and trees is mixed with the fragrance of wildflowers, and the slightest hint penetrates into the nostrils, refreshing the heart.

At one end of the cliff, the twin peaks cut out a line of sky. Panluo snorted, and the mist was only between the crotches.

Finally, thousands of peaks are like islands, and the low eyebrows hang down to cover the cold painting screen.

Just for a moment, for a moment. The wind is blowing, and the branches are lying on their sides. A blue pool, silver light flashing. There is a beautiful woman, and the green silk hides her face. Suddenly raised his head, and his eyes wandered. He didn't smile, but he smiled.

This is the top, the two stand together, quietly speechless, only the mountain wind whispers. It will be lonely for eternity to achieve the bliss of Jialing. The heart is overflowing, and the heavenly sounds are playing in unison.

After the song is played, the pores of Yingxian's whole body seem to have been ironed, which is extremely comfortable. looked at Chu Shabai and saw that he lowered his eyebrows and his hair was falling, which just covered his sad face. At this moment, there is only one thought hovering in Yingxian's heart: the master plays the piano, can hurt and cure people, and he is really a strange man!

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