He is bent on returning to the palace and reuniting with his brother. Naturally, there is a wish, but what is the cost.

He thought for a moment and said to the gacha, "I hope to be able to return to the palace and be with my brother." Take my ...... At the cost of a meal? ”

Gacha shook his head, and another line appeared on the gachapon machine: Costs and wishes must be equal to value.

"So, at the cost of love?"

The gacha shook his head again, and the gachapon machine displayed: The value is not enough, because your life will be in danger when you return to the palace.

At this time, Mr. Xiang didn't understand love at all, and he didn't have anyone he liked. When he saw this, he was a little disgusted by the excessive requirements of the gachapon machine, and simply said: "Then at the cost of the life of the person I like, this kind of thing can't happen anyway." As soon as he finished speaking, he tossed the gacha aside.

Unbeknownst to him, the gacha did not fall on the ground, but was suspended in the air, with a glimmer of light, and nodded to Mr. Xiang.

Only then did Mr. Xiang feel scared. However, he was still a little happy, because if this thing really had the ability, then he would be able to reunite with his brother. As for the cost...... "I don't have anyone I like anyway." What does it look like to like someone? Reading the story in the script, I guess I'm very unhappy, I'm not that stupid. ”

Mr. Xiang, who was only fifteen years old, bounced back to the music hall, and the curator accidentally saw Mr. Xiang's adventure because he had been following behind.

A vague worry was buried in the curator's heart.

In the two months since Mr. Xiang came back, he has been practicing the piano hard, thinking hard about ideas, but he has also lived a very fulfilling life. However, each of his personal scores, although very beautiful and moving, is always missing.

Slowly, I don't know what kind of power guided him little by little, and learned the skill of popping up the real picture. He was ecstatic, however, when he played it to the curator, he realized that he didn't have a good story background, nor did he have emotional clues that could move others all at once.

If you want to succeed in entering the palace as a musician, you must have a very vivid song.

He began to wait every night for someone who had something on his mind to come.

One day, a woman with a ruined face heard the sound of Mr. Xiang's piano, ran over, listened very carefully, and kept crying. Mr. Xiang asked her why, and she had some inspiration, but she felt imperfect. He sent some money to the poor girl to go home and live well.

I thought this matter was over, but three years later, I met the poor woman's sister. After listening to the narration of the two people from different angles, Mr. Xiang had some inspiration. However, these are not enough, he needs more, more touching knots.

As time passed, and the increase in his liking for Xiaoqiu, Mr. Xiang gradually downplayed that cost.

Now, my brother is by my side, and the woman I like is also by my side. He really couldn't remember the hidden danger.

Maybe it's because his brother is by his side, or maybe it's because his love for Xiaoqiu is getting stronger, and he should forget the price of things, he slowly no longer speaks coldly to Xiaoqiu like before, and acts indifferent, but has a more familiar relationship with her, and prefers to chat with her and joke.

On this day, Mr. Xiang and Xiaoqiu stood among the chrysanthemums. Xiaoqiu held the hoe in her hand and fanned the wind with the silk handkerchief that had been eliminated by Mr. Xiang.

"It's been working for most of the day, it's so hot!"

"You planted these?" Mr. Xiang looked at this sea of colorful flowers with a peerless fragrance in amazement.

Xiaoqiu nodded shyly, pursed her lips, smiled, and did not speak. Her face was crimson, I don't know if it was tired, or the color of the sunset reflected on it.

"So you still have the ability! I am impressed~ If I get an official position in the palace in the future, I will definitely recommend you and let you plant flowers and grass for those girls, so that you will be much more beautiful than being an ordinary maid. ”

When Xiaoqiu heard this, she began to think about it more, and her heart was sour: Could it be that after you fulfilled your wish to be a violinist, you still want me to be your maid? Don't want to marry me? What are your hints and kindnesses to me these days?

She didn't say anything about the depression in her heart, just pouted and stood dumbfounded.

Mr. Xiang looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?" Why don't you speak? Got something on your mind? ”

Xiaoqiu shook her head, still lowering her eyes: "I don't want to plant flowers in the palace." Only for those jealous ladies who plant flowers, they don't necessarily cherish it. It's not as valuable as growing flowers in the folk. And ......"

"What else?"

"Do you like me as a maid so much?"

"Huh?" Mr. Xiang didn't understand the hidden meaning of her words: I can grow flowers and be a maid, but I want to marry you and be your wife.

Mr. Xiang vaguely felt that she had something to say, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of anything to give. He thought: Maybe I'm thinking too much, maybe Xiaoqiu is just a little inferior.

"Of course I don't like you to be a maid, how tired you are~ I hope you can look at the birds in the sky, like petals flying in the sky, and go wherever you want."

Xiaoqiu showed a rare depressed look: "It's not good, the bird is easy to be caught in the rain, and the direction of the petals is not determined by itself, where the wind tells it to go, it will go." ”

Mr. Xiang looked at her, and those deep and bright eyes stayed on her face for a long time.

Xiao Qiuhu looked at Mr. Xiang suspiciously, and stroked his little hand on his cheek: "What's wrong?" Something on my face? ”

"You have some dirt on your face, but it's not easy to spot. I look at you because you're cute. ”

"You mean, I'm good-looking?"

"No, you're not very good-looking, but your cuteness makes you exude ......"

"What? What does it exude? Xiaoqiu was full of joy, thinking that Mr. Xiang would say that he was as elegant as a chrysanthemum.

However, Mr. Xiang said, "A tenacious temperament like the grass on the ground." ”

"I hate it!" Xiao Qiu's soft little pink fist smashed over like cotton again.

"Your strength is so small, this fist is like it didn't hit."

"Nonsense! I'm ......."

"What's it?"

"I just didn't fight. When the fist first came out, it pretended to be forceful, and when it fell on you, I took that force back again. ”

Mr. Xiang's eyes are more gentle like water, reflecting chrysanthemums all over the ground, which is very romantic and moving.

He slowly opened his mouth: "Xiaoqiu, when I have money, I will definitely let you eat stinky tofu every day!" Do you love to eat? ”

Xiaoqiu glanced at him: "Let's not talk about whether the food you picked is to my liking, just say that the salary you deduct from me every month is enough for me to buy a bunch of stinky tofu every day." ”

"I know you love to eat, and I've seen you several times, and you're lying outside someone's curtains drooling. In the future, I must let you eat the best stinky tofu that the royal family can afford! ”

"Royalty? Where did you get the royal stinky tofu? Beware of being caught! ”

"Hehe, I have a way anyway." Mr. Xiang had a smug expression on his face, and his eyes that kept glancing at Xiaoqiu were so sweet that they could ooze sugar water.

Xiaoqiu lowered her head shyly again: "You're so good to me." ”

"Of course!"

"Wait, are you confessing to me?" Xiaoqiu suddenly realized something, her eyes widened, and there was a lot of expectation in her tone, and she didn't even dare to breathe.

Who knows, Mr. Xiang immediately turned his head over, no longer bothered with Xiaoqiu, but walked in the direction of the beautiful sunset, while muttering to himself: "It's time for dinner~ I don't know what my little guy made delicious today~ I told him yesterday that I wanted to eat mushrooms, in fact, I just want to eat ordinary shiitake mushrooms today, I don't know if he will cook the abalone mushrooms I plan to keep for the festival!" In this place, abalone mushrooms are quite expensive, more expensive than thousand-year-old ginseng! He shouldn't be so stupid, after all, it's not Xiaoqiu~"

Xiaoqiu made a big grimace at Mr. Xiang's back: "I hate it, I hate it!" ”

In the dark, there is a pair of eyes to observe the man and woman, and see all their recent quarrels, joys and sorrows, flirting and scolding.

The man in the dark shadow made a detour back, rushed to Mr. Xiang before Xiaoqiu, and pulled him into the house.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Mr. Xiang saw the man's face clearly and complained, "Scared me." ”

Ying Jie stared at him directly: "You tell me the truth, do you have real feelings for Xiaoqiu?" “

Mr. Xiang said casually: "Of course, didn't you already know? ”

"But the woman was rude and rude."

"She was born and raised in the people, so she naturally doesn't know etiquette. She is naturally straightforward like this, which won my heart. ”

"But do you know her?"

"What do you mean~"

"Everything about her, especially her family background, her connections."

"This ...... I only know that she is lonely, and there is nowhere to go except for Xiaoxiang Music Hall. ”

"That's not good! If she really follows you, all your secrets, all the secrets of our royal family, will flow into her eyes. In case, she colludes with some people with evil intentions, or is used by them, everyone will suffer! ”

Mr. Xiang explained anxiously: "Brother, Xiaoqiu is not that kind of person. Although she is stupid and stupid, she is upright, decent, and very simple-minded. ”

Ying Jie frowned deeply, and looked at his brother calmly, his eyes seemed to be demagogic like a spell, even if he was for his brother's good: "You must know that many bad things are not something that upright people can't do!" You're eighteen years old, and you should understand a lot of the truth! Those who do good deeds are not necessarily upright people, and those who do bad deeds are not necessarily those with evil intentions. The world is already complicated, and the affairs of the royal family are even more complicated. It is precisely because Xiaoqiu is too simple that she is most likely to become us and become a hidden danger for you. ”

Mr. Xiang looked at his brother so resolutely, he stopped talking, and stopped arguing with Yingjie. He gasped, frowned, and thought quietly: It turns out that my brother does not agree with the matter between me and Xiaoqiu, and my brother suspects that Xiaoqiu will bring hidden dangers to the royal family. Now that my brother is very important, and Xiaoqiu is not an unimportant person, what should I do?

He felt bored and wanted to go back to his bedroom to rest for a while before eating.

Ying Jie looked at him a little moved, and felt a little comforted in his heart. He was going to go out, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiaoqiu standing outside the door, with tears in his eyes.

"Little Autumn ......"

"Brother Ying." Xiaoqiu's voice was full of disappointment, "Isn't it, I can't be with Mr. Xiang anymore?" ”

"This ...... Did you hear it all? ”

"Almost."

"Ugh."