Murong Xundai's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Father-in-law, come so late, but what's the matter?" ”

The little eunuch smiled: "Don't hide it from the princess, the slave really has something to tell the princess when he comes this time!" ”

"Father-in-law, please speak!"

The little eunuch raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Xun's expression, then leaned down slightly and said, lowering his voice: "Your Majesty is waiting for the princess in Zilan Pavilion at the moment, I hope the princess can go!" ”

Murong Xun's brows frowned even deeper, but listening to his tone, Zhao Che wanted to go by himself, but gave an order, but he didn't know why Zhao Che summoned him privately?

The little eunuch seemed to see through Murong Xun's thoughts, and said with a smile: "As for what your majesty has not explained, the princess will naturally know when she goes!" ”

Murong Xun had no choice but to go, Xiao Qianzi was also ready to follow, and the little eunuch stopped Xiao Qianzi behind him, and said with a smile: "This little father-in-law can rest assured, the miscellaneous family will be responsible for the safety of the princess, and he will definitely send the princess back in person!" ”

Ahead, the little eunuch had already left with Murong Xun, Xiao Qianzi glanced at Murong Xun's back worriedly, and was very anxious in his heart, but the master told him to follow the princess at all times, what should I do now?

He punched his fist, stomped his feet, and went to find a master!

This Murong Xun followed the little eunuch to the corridor in front of the Zilan Pavilion.

The moon was bright, but the wind was a little strong.

The wind rose, lifting the layers of white curtains around the Zilan Pavilion, and the moonlight sprinkled beautifully, and sure enough, Zhao Che said a xuanyi and sat alone in the center of the Zilan Pavilion. His countenance was calm, like a pool of deep water.

The night was quiet. All that comes to your ears is the sound of the wind.

Shouldn't he have died at this moment in Lingxiu Palace's Shangguan Yu'er?

"The minion is waiting here!" The little eunuch said with a smile.

Murong Xun glanced at him, but he also saw a hint of ambiguity in his smile, and his heart became more and more annoyed.

Murong Xun walked through the corridor and came to Zilan Pavilion, only to find that Zhao Che was placed in front of him with a simple shape of a zither and a night pearl beside him, and the soft light hit his body with the moonlight, making his expression more and more hazy and unclear.

"See Your Majesty!" Murong Xun leaned over and said.

"Flat!" Zhao Che said lightly, his eyes looked at Murong Xun as calmly as autumn water, there was no expression on his face and he didn't speak, just quietly, looking at her quietly, as if he wanted to see her through, and as if looking away through her.

Murong Xun was a little uncomfortable when Zhao Che looked at him, he didn't speak, and she didn't say anything. She stood quietly in the moonlight, as if there was a sense of desolation.

Time passed quietly, and I don't know how long it took, Murong Xun only felt that his spine was a little sore, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Che, only to see that he was still looking at her, as if he didn't seem to be moving for a moment, as if he intended to compare with her, who was more patient.

Murong Xun sighed softly and said, "I don't know what His Majesty's concubine Xuan came to call late at night?" ”

Zhao Che retracted his gaze, a smile suddenly appeared on his cold face, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the guzheng in front of him, a look of pain appeared in his eyes, and he said half-loudly: "Can you play "National Style" for me again that day?" ”

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of incomprehension in his gaze when he looked at Zhao Che.

Zhao Che sighed to himself and said with a wry smile: "I haven't heard this song for a long time, you played it again that day, and the sound echoed in my ears, making me sleepless all night!" ”

"The concubine deserves death!" Murong Xun lowered his eyes and said.

"Say who you are guilty!" Zhao Che smiled faintly, he looked at the moonlight, and there seemed to be brilliance floating in his eyes, "There are some things I thought I could forget, but now they are clear, those things that I think I have forgotten are all clearly imprinted in my mind, it is a thing that is integrated into the blood and bones, how can I say that I can forget it?" His voice suddenly stopped, his eyes looked at the guzheng in front of him again, raised his fingers, plucked on the strings, and a string of clanging notes overflowed, he didn't look at Murong Xun, and said with almost a trace of pleading in his voice: "You just play it again for me, I ...... Really miss her! ”

Murong Xun's body was shocked, she and Zhao Che had never seen him look like this in three years, he said, he missed her......

She stared at Zhao Che, eight years had carved him into an excellent emperor, but in the middle of the night, in an unknown corner, would he have such a look? Her hands clenched tightly under the sleeves of her shirt. Before she let go, she said lightly: "Okay! ”

Sitting in front of Zhao Che, Murong Xun didn't look at his expression again, but focused all his attention on the zither, twisting it lightly, and the "National Style" on the Mid-Autumn Festival night sounded again, unlike that day when she didn't touch the piano for a long time with a hint of jerky, this night, her skills were more skilled.

The last syllable pauses and comes to an abrupt end.

The night seemed to be quieter. The wind rolled up the white light veil, and a few strands of Murong Xun's broken hair were blown by the wind.

Neither of them spoke first. Zhao Che looked at Murong Xun with deep eyes, with a hint of joy and panic and confusion in his dark eyes, suddenly, he stretched out his hand and naturally pinned the broken hair from Murong Xun's ear to his ear.

Murong Xun's body stiffened, he moved back half a step, lowered his head in horror, and said, "Please respect yourself, Your Majesty!" ”

Zhao Che's hand froze in place, and a self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, the pain in his eyes became heavier, and he said lightly: "It's me who is sudden, but I suddenly thought of an old man, I hope the princess doesn't go to my heart!" ”

"It's late at night, and the concubine retired first!" Murong Xun got up and leaned over. As he spoke, he walked outside the pavilion.

"Stop!" Zhao Che said suddenly, his voice was not loud, but it was clear outside the night style.

Murong Xun's body stiffened for a moment, but he still stopped, only to hear Zhao Che's footsteps behind him getting heavier and heavier.

"Lu Hei, this night pearl will be left for you to illuminate!" As he spoke, Zhao Che took a step forward, took down the night pearl beside him, and put it in Murong Xun's hand, "Let Xiao Anzi send you back!" ”

Murong Xun sent back the little eunuch she had just picked up, which was Xiao Anzi, and the two didn't say anything all the way, and soon arrived at the Phantom Wall Courtyard.

"I'm here, father-in-law, please go back!"

"Yes, Princess, please rest early!" After a pause, Xiao Anzi glanced at Murong Xun with a slightly gloomy gaze, and said: "Your Majesty ordered the servant to give a three-color chrysanthemum to the princess, this flower is fragrant, and it also helps people sleep at night, and it has been placed in the princess's bedroom." ”

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, and there was a faint rejection in his heart, and then he said: "This flower is so precious, how can Murong Xun afford it!" ”

Xiao Anzi said with a smile: "No matter how precious this flower is, it can't compare to the song played by the princess and Her Majesty, Your Majesty ordered, this flower should be to thank the princess, there is no other meaning!" ”

"Father-in-law!" Murong Xun looked at Xiao Anzi and suddenly said, "Your Majesty has rewarded the noble concubine Niangniang, but the concubine Rou and Concubine Hui in the palace have not rewarded it, if it is lightly rewarded to Murong Xun, if it is passed on...... I'm afraid that the impact will not be good, so I still ask my father-in-law to return the flowers! ”

Xiao Anzi smiled, but his appearance became more and more respectful, "This slave can't be the master, if the princess really thinks it's inappropriate, tomorrow the princess will return the flowers to Your Majesty, so that the slave can explain to Your Majesty!" ”

Murong Xun glanced at Xiao Anzi steadily, although he was respectful on the outside, or because he trusted Zhao Che, his expression was a little unruly, and there was a bit of non-negotiability in his tone. Murong Xun knew that it was useless to talk too much at the moment, so he had to return the flower himself as he said. However, what she thought was strange was that the first thing she thought of was how Zhao Ling would react if she knew about it.

Murong Xun entered the courtyard, thinking that Xiao Qianzi already knew about the flower, looking at Murong Xun as if he had something to say, and with a little doubt.

Murong Xun entered his bedroom, and when he heard a faint fragrance, Xiao Qianzi followed her in, and called in a low voice, "Princess......"