Han Young didn't know how she got out of the palace.

His legs were numb from the cold, and he walked like a wooden man, mechanically wading through the snow step by step.

His head was also chaotic, here and there, all of which were what Ling Tiancheng had said.

Those words sounded soft, but the meaning of the words was like a poisonous needle, hidden behind the softness, and only now did it begin to release poison and pierce Han Ying's heart.

He is a university scholar, and he originally walked in Wenyuan Pavilion, why should he be sent to the northwest?

His daughter Han Jiao just said that she would go to Jiangnan for a few days, why did she go to the northwest?

What did she go there for? What is happening now?

There were too many problems, but in the end, they all fell on Han Jiao.

Han University has many sons, but there is only one daughter, who has been the pearl of her hand since birth, and all the people in the family spoil her, and she is not even willing to say a heavy word, and it is not her turn to suffer or something.

Unknowingly, the affairs of the three princesses were put aside, and as soon as they returned to the house, they immediately ordered their families to prepare a carriage and go to the northwest.

Mrs. Han chased after him to ask questions, and only then did she figure out that it was Han Jiao's business.

As soon as the woman heard that her daughter was so far away, and she didn't know what was going on now, her tears immediately fell like beads of broken threads.

"Go, go, I'll go with the master, how could this Jiao'er go to such a place? I've heard that a lot of women are bought there, what else do they do...... Do those ......"

She couldn't go on.

The legend about the northwest had been passed back as early as when Ling Tiancheng and Zhuang Siyan were still there, and as early as when the county seat of Song'an County was broken.

Han Ying pretended not to know to beg Ling Tiancheng, but Ling Tiancheng didn't break it, only told him that his daughter was also there, and Han Ying couldn't sit still.

Still having to spend the New Year at home?

Don't pass it, who knows what will happen to Han Jiao in the northwest this year?

If you go a day earlier, you will bring it back a little earlier.

Han Ying almost didn't dare to think about those things in the northwest now, and at the same time, she began to complain about Su Ning in her heart.

She is also a woman, and she is also a delicate person, what she doesn't do well, why do you do these hurtful things?

Even if she didn't get the throne, even if she didn't get the man she once liked, she couldn't treat others like this, right?

Han Ying not only knew, but also knew very clearly, after all, the blind man who lived in his mansion was Su Ning's personal bodyguard back then.

Of course, Mrs. Han couldn't go.

It's old, it's a woman, it's far away and it's cold, and you don't know what will happen on the road.

But the sons of the Han family have to be brought with them, in addition to the sons, bodyguards and other things have to be brought.

When the son of the Han family heard about his sister, he was also very panicked, they didn't even let Han Ying go, they only said that the three of them would definitely be able to bring their sister back.

Han Ying shook her head: "Even if I don't go now, the emperor will let me go after the New Year, and I will go passively at that time, so it's better to go now, and I can see Jiao'er earlier." ”

Speaking of this, he didn't even want to explain: "Okay, don't be verbose, hurry up and pack up, while the city gate is still dark yet, let's go out overnight, day and night, one day earlier." ”

The grandfather's mobility is still quite strong, he brought thick clothes, food, and some necessary medicines, and then gold and silver are soft, so he left the capital in a hurry.

When Ling Tiancheng returned from Zichen Palace, it was not yet time for lunch, but the palace maids

It's all already set up.

As soon as Zhuang Siyan saw her come back, he said: "I called Concubine Zhen and Liwan over, there are only a few people in our palace left and right, and it is more lively to eat together." ”

Ling Tiancheng didn't feel that there was anything lively with them, and he felt that they might not be comfortable eating here.

But Zhuang Siyan said, let's do it over there.

The lunch of the Chinese New Year's Eve, from noon to mid-afternoon, several people were eating and talking, and it looked lively.

But in general, Zhuang Siyan said a lot, and the others listened to it, plus cheered her from time to time.

Wan Liwan is introverted, and she can't even do such a job, she only buries her head in the food in front of her, and she is afraid that the emperor and queen will think she is rude, so she twisted for a long time.

Zhuang Siyan nodded: "Okay, but I have to teach you a task this time." ”

Wan Liwan straightened her back immediately, a little confused about what she meant.

Zhuang Siyan pushed the bowl in front of him, let the palace people take the piano up, sat down on the side first, and then said to Wan Liwan: "You teach me while playing, I see that you play very well, so I want to learn." ”

The Pope Playing the Piano? She......

Not to mention that when the queen did not enter the palace, she was a famous concubine in the capital, and she played the things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even if she is really General Ye's sister, she is not proficient in everything as rumored, but she is the queen.

Although Wan Liwan got along well with Hu Yun, she really didn't have Hu Yun's courage, and she was so frightened by Zhuang Siyan's words that she didn't dare to move.

Zhuang Siyan drank too much wine, but didn't pay much attention to her embarrassment, and only urged her: "Come here, it's rare that I'm so excited today......"

Before she could finish her sentence, a person sat down beside her.

Looking at it sideways, it was not Wan Liwan, but Ling Tiancheng.

He also turned his head to look at Zhuang Siyan: "I'm here to teach you." ”

Zhuang Siyan's eyes suddenly lit up: "You can still play the piano......"

After speaking, he suddenly exclaimed: "Yes, yes, yes, you will, you can not only play the piano, but also paint, Your Majesty, you are really versatile." ”

In this way, if the two of them are together, it will be fine, and the left and right are just the love between husband and wife.

But now there are still Concubine Zhen and Wan Liwan here, there are also gallant palace maids, there are eunuchs, and even Ling Tiantian is here.

He blinked, looked at Ling Tiancheng, then at Zhuang Siyan, and finally stood up with his small body and said, "I will learn everything in the future, like my father." ”

Forget it, this is a matter of a family of three, even if the bystanders want to be calm, at this time, it is inevitable to be a little sour.

Concubine Zhen stood up first and said, "Your Majesty, the queen's mother, the concubine remembered that there was something else in the palace, so she went back first." ”

Zhuang Siyan said with a little drunkenness: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve, what else is there, even if you ......."

Ling Tiancheng had already pressed her down and motioned for Concubine Zhen to leave.

Wan Liwan didn't even say a word, only saluted the two of them, and hurriedly followed Concubine Zhen.

It's cold outside!

The snow that had just fallen a few days ago had paved the whole palace white, and the palace lamps had dyed pieces of white snow in different colors and spread them along the way they had returned.

The deep palace walls, the long road, walking and walking, the desolation hit my heart, as if this road would never end.

Concubine Zhen turned her head and looked at Wan Liwan, who was following her far away.

So lonely, so lonely, although there are also a few palace people around her, but looking at it like this, it seems that she is just one person.

And herself, is the same as her.

Wan Liwan felt that someone was looking at her, so she naturally raised her head, and was also stunned when she saw Concubine Zhen looking at her.

But Concubine Zhen was not as scary as Ling Tiancheng, she also stepped forward, saluted Concubine Zhen, and said that she would turn around and go back to her palace.

Concubine Zhen asked her, "Is there anything wrong with you going back?" ”

Wan Liwan replied: "It's okay, it's so cold, let's go to bed early." ”

Concubine Zhen said again: "It's better to go to my palace and sit down, where rice cakes are steamed at night and there are some other things to eat." ”

This year's concubine Zhen is better than in previous years, she is in charge of the internal affairs office, she is in charge of the affairs of the palace, relatively speaking, the monthly price has also risen, and Zhuang Siyan also specially rewarded her with some things.

may be because she has some power in her hands and her mood is relatively relaxed, so Concubine Zhen opened a small stove in her palace and made some of the things she usually likes to eat, and she likes to eat when she was a child.

Wan Liwan also felt that her palace was deserted, and she might not really sleep when she went back like this, it was just a person who stayed sad and sad, so she also agreed.

So the two of them walked together and went to Concubine Zhen, and they were in the same palace to keep the year.

And in the Ling Shuang Pavilion, Ling Tiancheng sent Ling Tiantian back to sleep on the grounds that it was too late.

The palace people were interested, and they all retreated to the outside, quietly teasing the fun, and eating the food that the queen appreciated.

In the inner room, Ling Tiancheng and Zhuang Siyan sat side by side, their hands on the piano, but they didn't move for a long time, only looking at Zhuang Siyan in a daze.

Hot wine was lukewarm on the stove, and the food on the table had been removed, and pastries and fruit were arranged.

They are all Zhuang Siyan's favorite food.

Just like it did many years ago.

It's not the same as it has been for many years.

Although the two of them sat side by side, with the piano in front of them, it was not like many years ago.

At that time, Ling Tiancheng didn't know how to play the qin, his talent for practicing swords was definitely better than that of swordsmanship, and he himself felt that practicing swords was more useful, swordsmanship was just a skill for some literati to tease.

The woman is quite beautiful, and he is a dignified man, and he is always reluctant to sit in front of this.

Undoubtedly, since he was a child, the environment has caused some prejudice against him.

But Miss Zhuang at that time told him another reason.

She told him that Jean can express her feelings as well as others.

The sound of the piano is like speaking, but in a more beautiful way, expressing what you think in your heart.

There is no superiority or disadvantage in the order of affection for landscapes, martial arts, and calligraphy and painting, but everyone chooses a different way.

Then, she also deliberately pulled Ling Tiancheng to teach him to stroke the piano.

He remembered that it was also a Chinese New Year's Eve, and after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the entire Zhuang Mansion, everyone dispersed.

It was late at night, and there was no one around, and even the people on duty at night found time to take a sip of hot wine.

And the two of them sat in her room at the time, as they do now.

Wine was warm on the stove, fruits were placed on the table, and a sound came from Zhuang Siyan's fingertips between the pianos.

It was a long time ago, so far away that Ling Tiancheng felt that it seemed to happen in the previous life.

At that time, he didn't have to pay attention to the government and politics, didn't care about what the civil and military officials thought or what they said, didn't need to care whether the people had food or not, as long as he looked at the present, everything was enough.

(End of chapter)