There is a large window in the private room, and a string of beige glass wind chimes hangs above the window, and when the breeze blows gently, the wind chimes collide with each other to make a nice sound.

The private room is very large, and there is a small table next to the table and chairs, and there is a low table on the table, a long piano, and a jade flute.

Behind the stage there is a vermilion curtain that leads to the ground of the wall.

The glass of the wind chimes is in the shape of a butterfly, and when it shakes, it looks like a butterfly flying in the air.

This seems to listen to the origin of the name of the wind pavilion, the wind blows, the bell moves, the sound rings, the so-called listening to the wind to play music.

Cangzimeng had already settled down in his heart, and after taking a seat with Yan Mingjiu, he said, "Thank you to the prince for saving the concubine." ”

Yan Mingjiu replied lightly: "There is no need to thank you and this king. ”

"......" Cangzi pursed his lips and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Tingfeng Pavilion is on the bank of a long river, and the river bank looking out of the window just happens to see the stone bridge, and there are small boats sailing under the bridge.

There were a lot of people on the banks of the river, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Many girls were carrying flower baskets, and there seemed to be something in the flower baskets, which were too far away for Cangzi to see clearly.

I want to see it clearly, Cangzi got up and walked by the window, although the field of vision is broader, the blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze comes from it, but I still can't see what is in the flower basket.

Yan Mingjiu poured a cup of tea, held it in his hand, and caressed the side of the cup with his fingertips. He raised his eyes to look at the person beside the bed, his back blending with the scenery outside the window, like a beautiful picture.

He asked, "Want to go over?" ”

Cangzimeng nodded, and after thinking about it, he shook his head again. Because she felt that Yan Mingjiu would not care about her request. If he says he wants to go out, and he still wants to stay here, then it is better to choose to stay in the first place.

Yan Mingjiu took a sip of tea, and the fragrance of tea permeated his lips and teeth. "Can you play the piano?"

"Yes." Cangzi Meng replied.

"Play a song, just pass the time."

Cangzimeng nodded, sat down on the aisle platform, and plucked the strings with both hands.

Settle your mind and think carefully about the music you used to be best at.

The fingertips play the beginning, and the music is gentle and beautiful.

Yan Mingjiu closed his deep eyes, and his handsome face with sharp edges and corners was much softer.

Cangzimeng raised his eyes and looked at Yan Mingjiu, which usually had the feeling of rejecting people for thousands of miles. Thinking back to Fang Cai's cold embrace, he suddenly felt that he was not as unkind as he imagined. It's a little different...... Gentle?

For some reason, the sound of the piano began to become wrong, and Yan Mingjiu's originally stretched brows furrowed slightly.

The person who only listened to the piano whispered: "Sauvignon Blanc is long, long-term memories are long-term, Sauvignon Blanc is intentional, and short-term memories are also romantic." The beautiful woman has it, and the wind and dust are pouring out the mud, and she has no intention of ...... since she has cleared it."

"Stop!" The more Yan Mingjiu stood up, the more she felt that something was wrong, until she heard the word wind and dust, and hurriedly told her to stop.

But Cangzi Meng still read the words by himself as if he hadn't heard it, as if he was obsessed: "Unexpectedly, Lang Qing had a dream, and finally became a lovesick person." ”

"This king told you to stop!" Yan Mingjiu's voice couldn't help but rise a little, and there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"Yesterday is not Xi today, today I am looking forward to seeing each other, Qing is affectionate......" Cangzi Meng still played the piano and chanted to herself, suddenly not knowing that she had burst into tears at this time.

Yan Mingjiu got up and strode forward, throwing her piano to the ground, the strings broke off, accompanied by the three-word aftersound recited by Cangzi Meng at the end: "You don't see ......"

Time seemed to come to an abrupt end at the moment when the strings broke, and Yan Mingjiu felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

"What is this? What are you reading? ”

Cangzimeng raised his head, there were still tears in the corners of his phoenix eyes, and his long eyelashes were moist.

"I don't know."

As she spoke, tears poured out of her eyes like a flood, sliding down her cheeks to reflect his panicked expression.

"You...... Don't cry. ”

Faced with her tearful appearance, Yan Mingjiu was helpless. He doesn't have much contact with women, and he doesn't put down his body to coax, so he doesn't know what to do except say don't cry.

Unexpectedly, Cangzimeng listened to his words and cried even more fiercely. With all his strength, the sound he made was like a mosquito and a fly murmuring.

"It seems to be...... My life. It seemed to be her life, she remembered this song from a very young age, she didn't know when she learned it, and she didn't know why that piece could be played with the feeling in her memory as soon as she touched the piano.

She once asked her father, and remembered that her father said that this was her life, and she was destined to meet it forever.

"There is another sentence in this poem, you don't see it......"

"Shut up! Your life is the king's! Very domineering tone, there is no room for Cangzi Dream to refute,

Cangzimeng opened his mouth, but finally did not finish the last sentence.

Suddenly hugged into the familiar arms, Yan Mingjiu half-knelt in front of Cangzimeng, his stiff big hand caressed her back, and murmured: "Cangzimeng, you remember, your life belongs to this king, and you are not allowed to go anywhere without the permission of this king." ”

When he heard this song, he always had a feeling that Cangzi Meng would leave at any time, and suddenly regretted letting her play the piano.

Cangzi Meng stayed in his arms and didn't react for a long time.

Yes, her life is Yan Mingjiu's, she not only wants to live for herself, she also wants revenge, why should she believe that damn word.

After half a sound, she slowly spoke: "I'm sorry lord, the concubine is out of shape." ”

You don't see it, you don't see it......

In the end, she still didn't have the courage to say the last sentence of the poem, and Yan Mingjiu never heard it.

It wasn't until many years later, when Dai Yinxu said the meaning of the last sentence, that Yan Mingjiu suddenly realized that what he had lost could not be made up for in his lifetime.

At the same time, Dai Yin downstairs also guessed Cangzimeng's situation at this time.

With such a familiar voice and a familiar melody, she must have recited the familiar word.

In fact, this piece Dai Yin has only heard twice, the first time is Cangzi Meng is eight years old, just learning to play the piano, when she touched the piano for the first time, the musician asked Cang Zimeng to try to pluck the strings, and Cangzi Meng seemed to be guided by something in the dark, and directly played a tune that the musician had never heard, and recited strange words in his mouth.

The musician couldn't help but praise Cangzi Meng's talent at that time, and asked Dai Yin if anyone had taught Cangzi Meng's music rhythm.

Dai Yin watched Cangzi dream grow up, so she naturally knew if she had ever touched the piano.

The cola didn't believe it at the time, and he didn't believe it until he was teaching Cangzi Mengyin rhythm. Cangzi Meng really doesn't know anything except that song, including how to fiddle with the strings correctly. But she's smart and knows a little bit.

The second time was the day after Cangzi Meng met Jiang Li.

Although I have only heard it twice, the melody of that piece is very unique, and it is difficult for anyone to forget it once they hear it, but no one can play the same charm, but the sound that pops up is unbearable, including the musician who taught Cangzi Meng's rhythm.

What Dai Yin didn't know was that this time was different from before, she was in tears.

Leaving which cold embrace, Cangzi Meng also wondered why she played that tune, obviously she just wanted to play a simple piece of music, but she was like a demon, and there was a strange force controlling her.

Yan Mingjiu helped her up and said with a stern face: "In the future, you are not allowed to read these strange things again." After a pause, he added, "It's an order." ”

Cangzi Meng didn't answer, but looked at the piano on the ground, and the broken strings were wailing.

He regretted: "It's a pity that this good piano is a pity." ”

"If the piano is broken, you can replace it, just if you're okay."

Yan Mingjiu didn't know what was wrong with him, since he met Cangzi Meng, his words and deeds have become very strange, especially when facing her, such as now.

"Go and rest for a while, and this king will come back as soon as he goes out."

After Yan Mingjiu went out, Cang Zimeng wiped the tears on his face, fortunately there were no flowers on his makeup, otherwise Dai Yin would definitely ask.

Although I used to play and recite this song, I never shed tears.

Why do you feel so deeply about that last sentence today and want to escape it?

She named the poem Acacia Yin, which was pronounced for the first time when she was eight years old, but she thought that the last sentence "Eventually Cheng Qin Se Acacia Yin" would be the final ending, and she didn't consider everything that followed.

Now it seems, something is different.

What was the difference, she couldn't tell.

When Yan Mingjiu came back, there was an extra person behind him, and it was Zhao Xizhi who had just greeted them.

"He is the Pavilion Master of the Wind Listening Pavilion, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask him."

Hearing Yan Mingjiu say this, Cangzimeng was still a little unclear at first.

Zhao Xizhi laughed twice, and then said with his hands on his waist and smugly: "That's right, there is no shortage of anything else in this listening to the wind pavilion, that is, there is more news in the flow, and I will not let go of any wind and grass, or how to call it listening to the wind, if I want to know what things are in the place, just ask in the next place, if I don't know, I will soon help the mother find out." ”

Listen to the Wind Pavilion

On the surface, it is a place for idlers to fall in love with talented women, playing the piano and singing in the private room, looking at the picturesque scenery outside the window, and listening to the wind and bells.

It is secretly a place to inquire about intelligence, of course, including who has a woman to be out of the cabinet, and who has a son for marriage, it can also be asked.

Cangzi Meng, who knew this, immediately understood Yan Mingjiu's intention of bringing him here.

He knew he wanted to ask about Nan Sheng's side, and what the dancers knew was useless.

Knowing this, Cangzi Meng lived up to his heart: "Zhao Gongzi, can you tell the bones of the Beizhao royal family, where is Nansheng now?" ”

I didn't expect Cangzimeng to ask this kind of question, Zhao Xizhi thought that he had encountered a lot of strange questions, so he couldn't help but not react much.

"This ......"

Seeing that Zhao Xizhi was a little embarrassed, Cangzimeng raised his eyebrows: "Don't Zhao Gongzi know?" ”

Zhao Xizhi replied with a face full of embarrassment: "I know, but there is one who doesn't know." Princess Xinning fell into the cliff, and the soldiers of Nansheng searched for seven days in the heavy snow, but they did not find Xinning's bones, so it is not good to say much. ”

Cangzimeng breathed a sigh of relief, of course those people couldn't find it, and Zhao Xizhi couldn't say anything, because Princess Xinning was sitting in front of him alive now.

"It's okay, this palace was once saved by the Beizhao royal family, but I don't know his name, I just want to know if he is peaceful now."

A random reason is not the kind of blushing heartbeat of lying, but plain as if telling an ordinary past.

Zhao Xizhi nodded and replied: "In addition to Princess Xinning, the Emperor and Empress of Beizhao, and the crown prince should be in the ice palace under the Nansheng Palace, where the face is cold all year round, and the body can not rot." And the other princes of Beizhao, the prince and so on should have been thrown into the mass grave after Jiang Li raised his troops. ”