117 will pick the hour to sleep
I don't know what she is doing at the moment, sleeping, waking, or thinking about everything with him in the sea of flowers, or thinking about the emperor. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.
I want to be by her side at this moment, but unfortunately it is close at hand.
Listening to the sound of the apricot's piano, I couldn't help but pick up the Xiao in my hand and echo it.
Under the gentle and handsome brow is a jade-like handsome face.
Gong Shang Jiao Wei Yu, the timbre and melody in it are familiar to me, and I can't be more familiar.
It's a pity that it is the apricot who caresses the piano, and it is also the apricot who harmonizes with herself.
Bursts of flute and music, several tactful. The sound of the piano in the empty courtyard finally overwhelmed the palace.
Nalan Rongruo pulled the half-open cloak on his body and smiled indifferently at the scholar behind him.
"Jian Ju, do you think we are not as good as the palace here?"
Jian Ju listened and knew that his young master was starting to be confused again. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.
"Young master, in a few days it will be the wedding between the adult and the second miss of the Zhen family, let's let it pass in the past, okay."
He also wanted him to pass, and since the moment she entered the palace, he had broken off all illusions with her.
He didn't dare to see her, he didn't dare to hear anything about her, he was afraid that he would recall the beauty under the pear blossom tree and the sound of the piano under the peach blossom tree.
After a trip to the landscape, he broke off his fate, and he has become accustomed to loneliness for half a year.
Suddenly, he went crazy and walked away with the cloak on his shoulder, and pointed his finger straight towards the empty courtyard.
I thought he was sorry, but now he really hates madly in his heart.
"I've never been a second lady, you say, you say, she obviously knows my intentions, why do you want to wipe a regret on my lonely life. The heart is dead, why bother to bring her sister to the funeral. Jianju, you tell me why she did this to me, why. ”
Junya's brow trembled as she looked towards the empty courtyard.
Empty courtyard, he did it on purpose, deliberately to tell her the dissatisfaction in his heart.
"The lonely empty garden is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door. Spring has no chance with me, can she bear to stuff Yu Yan into my frozen cold heart" He was powerless on the threshold, and there were thousands of knots in his heart, but it was a dead knot that could not be untied.
Jian Ju saw that the young master began to go crazy again, and this was another time that he went crazy in countless nights. But she is already the little master of the palace.
"The young master is confused,"
"I'm confused. Am I not right, since he entered the palace and became the emperor's concubine, why should he bother with his private affairs. ”
He has become accustomed to thinking day and night, and day and night.
"This young lady's piano sound is so beautiful." After eavesdropping in the corner for a long time, he couldn't help but come forward and praise him.
Look at her shy and gentle smile, Chu Chu is moving.
He couldn't help but praise: "The peach blossom is not as good as the beauty makeup, the lotus is shy and jade, and it is good to look at everything." ”
The night is approaching, and the birds are silent.
Liu Ruyuan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Su Peisheng and another little eunuch with a brocade box in his hand go to the empty courtyard.
"I don't know what my father-in-law is doing so late at night."
Su Peisheng sighed a little tired, shook off the dust and said, "Our family is doing things for the emperor, little master." ”
He recited Amitabha Buddha all the way, and only asked the Bodhisattva to bless the little master not to sleep.
If you let the emperor know that when he is in a bad mood, but the little master of Concubine Zhen is sleeping soundly, wouldn't he be angry again.
"After listening to the music, I seemed to be in a good mood, so I fell asleep." Liu Ruyun Road.
"What did you say?" Su Peisheng's voice couldn't help but raise a few points.
"I'm asleep again, hey, my mother, your little master will pick the hour to sleep every time."