This kind of scene always makes her feel funny, like in a certain little girl, she is a music seller, and Xiao Lisheng is a benefactor.

She waited for him to order the song he loved.

Yun Geci in this life, with Xiao Lisheng's childhood sweetheart, husband and wife for many years, Qin Se and harmony happen from time to time, at that time, it was only a deep love between husband and wife, you and me.

Now, she is humble and lowly in front of him, like a prostitute.

The king is high, and there is no affection for him.

Things are people, and everything is restless.

""The White Head Yin"

Yun Geci waited for a long time before he could hear the three words that came out of the emperor's mouth.

Suddenly, his heart and liver throbbed violently, and his heart shook in mid-air, as if he was blown by the wind, and he was about to fall off a cliff hundreds of feet deep and shatter his bones.

Xiao Lisheng, what does this mean?

Her hands rested stiffly on the lute and she couldn't move.

The man stood with his back to her, he couldn't see his face, only leaving her with a cold and hard back, the sun was so warm, he stood in the sun, but he couldn't see the slightest warmth.

The chill that spread around him seeped through her skin, making her shiver with cold.

Gao Yang's gaze fell directly on her fingers, and her words were urgent: "Feng Dianzheng, what are you still doing in a daze?" ”

Those who are forced to the forefront of the storm, no matter how much they struggle, are only in vain.

Yun Geci gritted his teeth and stabilized his mind.

The fingers finally plucked the strings, and a low, circuitous rhythm slowly came out from the fingertips, like the quiet moonlight that leaked out of the ground, and like the sound of the wind like a knife outside the plug.

Roll through the light yarn on the pavilion, turn around leisurely, and go up to the clouds.

When I arrived at the place of sadness, the rhythm turned low, and I poured out half my life's love, in exchange for unforgettable love and hate.

all gave this song "White Head Yin".

After all, he is a lover, and the love engraved in his bones is deep, and things have changed, and now he mentions it again, and he will inevitably get that trace of compassion after all.

I played the lute, but what I saw was my heart.

She once talked about this song with one hand all night, and always felt that the play was not complete enough, and some of the rhythms could not be plucked out with one hand.

has more regrets, and I always feel that the love with Xiao Lisheng at that time is just like that residual song, with a beginning, but there are many deficiencies in it.

In the end, I think about it, and all that is left is unreasonable hatred.

People, many of them are like this, they know the warmth and coldness of their feelings, and when they think about it afterwards, they always complain about the time and don't know it.

The golden sunlight gradually sank into the seventy palaces, and the red and green palace walls in the distance flew through the cornices, like passing clouds and smoke in the eyes.

The white gauze was light and rippling, rippling and trickling, and Xiao Lisheng's eyes were finally dark and dark.

This song, smooth and low, tactful as a complaint, sounds like a dark shadow in my heart.

He couldn't help but think of the slight closing of his pupils, remembering that in those long nights, the woman was plain white, sitting in the light with a pipa in her arms, her eyebrows lowered, and her smile was on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

In her memory, she played a lot of tunes, but she never played Baitou Yin when she was in love.

When he was about to die, he was willing to play that song.

One night, it became a swan song.

He was almost at a loss, and he didn't know why he wanted to force an insignificant palace person to play this song with him, maybe it was that he saw the phoenix red crisp that day, and he still saw the woman's demeanor back then.

Flying flowers over the skirt, dancing in the song.

I don't know the meaning of the song, but I still want to relieve people's grievances.

He wanted to see if Feng Hongshu had the young demeanor of that person, but could she have the style of the past?

On that night in the cold palace, there was a sad song, and he couldn't hear the resentment or the fetters, and later, he only tasted a heart-rending parting.

It's a broken love, it's a farewell.

Suddenly upset, the man's sleeves twitched, and he bit out a sentence in a cold voice: "Don't play." ”

Sure enough, there is her posture and her talent.

He didn't even dare to turn his head back, he was afraid, and when he saw that completely different eyebrows, he was disappointed and regretted.

The emperor should be ruthless.

When people have feelings, they will be unreasonable.

The flowering period is withered, and the man's back shuttles away in the courtyard, crushing the fallen flowers in that place, and there is so much loneliness and sadness for no reason.

Spring is gone, and personnel are already over.

The things that I thought about back then were just vague.

How stupid.

Xiao Lisheng laughed at himself and resolutely left.

The sound of the pipa stopped for a while, and Yun Geci's gaze withdrew from the place where Xiao Lisheng disappeared, and there was a touch of ridicule on his lips, sarcastic.

The fingers began to pluck on the strings again, and when they bounced, the bleak and lingering song "Baitou Yin" was a little more cheerful.

Gao Yang was about to leave, and the sound of the pipa stopped again.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he stopped in a loud voice: "The emperor ordered, you don't have to play." ”

Yun Ge didn't stop, his eyes fell leisurely on the light yarn, and he whispered lightly: "The emperor is gone, I can't hear him when I play, why not?" ”

This seemed to be reasonable, but Gao Yang couldn't help but have a hidden suspicion.

The woman who was playing the pipa leisurely in her arms on the gazebo had a shallow smile on her eyebrows, and her eyes were so bright that people didn't dare to look at them directly, like lighting a fire.

is so gentle and soft, but no matter how you listen to it, you feel that the edges and corners are sharp.

Gao Yang thought that this woman must be as he thought, a two-faced person.

"I'll play it to me, and I'm happy."

She smiled, her eyebrows furrowed, and she smiled like a flower.

made that plain white little face have a turn of mind.

Gao Yang choked in his heart, and tasted the hidden trickery under the girl's softness, which was slightly stubborn, and taught people not to find mistakes.

The most annoying.

He dropped a sentence with some displeasure: "Uncivilized." ”

People are gone, but this sentence is very meaningful.

Yun Ge stubbornly finished playing a song before he stopped.

There was an indescribable pleasure in her heart, as if the things she had lost back then were coming back little by little, like these hands, complete.

Everything else will be completed as well.

"That rotten wood pimple, it's quite accurate to see people." A joking voice gently turned into her ears, immersed her in the thoughts of the song, and suddenly pulled her back to the real world.

As soon as she looked up, someone poked her finger at the center of her eyebrow.

With a hard blow, he pushed her head back, and Xiao Jingse's handsome face was rippling with a merry smile, and it caught his eyes.

Yun Geci tilted his head to look at him, but sighed in his heart.

Just sent away a plague god, and here comes another one.

Her luck this time is really not good.

"You are indeed uncivilized." Xiao Jingse sat down elegantly.

He lifted Erlang's legs quite elegantly, shook his two long legs, and began to teach her by word and deed: "Such a good opportunity just now, a song "Baitou Yin", obviously stirred the heart of the imperial brother into a daze, you only need a little show of goodwill, to ensure glory and wealth, countless." ”

It's a pity, this Feng Hongshu didn't see the emperor's mood shocking, and sat here in a daze, silent, and let the emperor go.

What a missed opportunity!