The night was as cold as frost.

Zhu Yaoyuan sat in the pavilion in the side courtyard of Chi Lan Palace, looking at the stars in the sky in a daze.

In front of her, there was the piano that she had "forcibly bought" from the Listening String Workshop two days ago, and the strings had been adjusted, but she had no intention of touching it.

In the evening, Jiang Rubai sent someone to tell her that the bodies of the four people had been buried and handed over to their relatives who came to identify the bodies to take away, and each family had given twenty taels of silver for the funeral expenses.

Twenty taels of silver.

One life.

Oh, what a ridiculously cheap dot, you can't even buy a good pair of strings, let alone ......

Mu Defeng.

Qianguo Mansion.

One day, one day, I, Zhu Yaoyuan, want to let you, let you ......

Wan Jingchu, who followed the map drawn by Ling Jun, jumped on the palace wall of Chilan Palace, and the first thing he saw was Zhu Yaoyuan who was crying on the piano.

His good-looking willow eyebrows slowly twisted up, and he was a little overwhelmed by what he saw.

Ling Jun once told him that the inner courtyard of the palace was a far dirtier place than Fang City, and if he wanted to see Zhu Yaoyuan, he would never stop him, but he also needed to promise that he would never let others find out.

In his mind, Zhu Yaoyuan would cry like this, she must have been bullied by others in the palace.

When she returned to her lodgings, she gave an order to Luoxue to create an accident and let the person who made her cry die, she was such a pleasing girl, she cried so much that her makeup was spent, how ugly!

The day before, Ling Jun had promised him, if they were happy, he would try to give them both of them a fulfillment.

He didn't know what it meant to be happy with each other, so after returning to his residence, he asked Luoxue about it.

Luoxue replied to him that it is just two people, they don't hate each other, and they want to be together for the rest of their lives, which is to be happy with each other.

Because of Luoxue's answer, he, who has always had a regular schedule, couldn't sleep all night.

He thought a lot about the possibility that he would be with Zhu Yaoyuan in the future.

Then he found that no matter what the scene, the presence of her at his side would make him happy.

If Zhu Yaoyuan also thinks so, then they should be considered happy with each other?

Wan Jingchu thought like this, and the face that seemed to be an iceberg for ten thousand years was faintly dissolved.

He entered the palace at night today to find Zhu Yaoyuan, just to ask her if she was like him, if she answered yes, he would reply to Ling Jun, and then make people start to prepare for many matters of marrying her.

Sitting on the wall, seeing Zhu Yaoyuan crying for most of the day, without any intention of stopping, Wan Jingchu suddenly felt that he shouldn't wait like this anymore.

Such a strong wind.

and tears.

In case, Zhu Yaoyuan's face is frostbitten, but what is good?

Thinking like this, Wan Jingchu jumped down from the wall and walked straight to the pavilion where Zhu Yaoyuan was.

Simply, just ask her directly, who bullied her!

If it really doesn't work, he won't wait for his father's subordinates to do it, and it is not a difficult thing for him to personally throw the person who bullied Zhu Yaoyuan into the well and drown.

Although, he never killed anyone, but ...... In everything, there will inevitably be a first time, right?

In order to change her face, it is worth it!

When Wan Jingchu walked, there was no sound.

Therefore, when he walked into the pavilion and arrived in front of Zhu Yaoyuan, Zhu Yaoyuan, who was crying on the piano, discovered his existence.

Zhu Yaoyuan was stunned for a moment.

Then, in a panic, she wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, and smiled at him who was separated from her.

"After all, you are still reluctant to leave?"

Because she had received the news that everyone in Tingxian Fang had died, Zhu Yaoyuan at this time instinctively regarded Wan Jingchu, who appeared in front of her, as a lonely soul who had not fulfilled her wish and could not die.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared and screamed.

But Zhu Yaoyuan was a little bold, and in his heart, he felt that a person as gentle as jade as Wan Jingchu could not become an evil ghost, so he stood opposite him at this time, and he did not show timidity.

Ghosts, what's so scary?

It's the most vicious ghost, and it's not as sinister as the hell, isn't it?

If Wan Jingchu is really a lonely soul, it is not difficult to understand Zhu Yaoyuan's question.

However, Wan Jingchu didn't die at all, in ordinary times, there are always Luo Xue and others to take care of his daily life, he can basically be regarded as a person who does not eat fireworks in the world, at this time, how can he not misunderstand when he suddenly listens to Zhu Yaoyuan asking him like this?

"When did you know?"

People are curious.

Ling Jun said that Zhu Yaoyuan had never practiced martial arts.

Therefore, Wan Jingchu, who misunderstood that Zhu Yaoyuan had already discovered that he was coming, instinctively asked her about his doubts.

"I already knew."

The fire candle with a paper cover reflects Wan Jingchu, who is already fair-skinned, even more ethereal.

It's so dark that even shadows can't be cast from people.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Yaoyuan is even more convinced that Wan Jingchu, who is standing in front of her, is a ghost and not a human.

"So, do you know why I'm here?"

The corners of Wan Jingchu's lips pursed slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Zhu Yaoyuan's answer.

How did a person who had never practiced martial arts know that he had come a long time ago?

Could it be that it is his martial arts, and his cultivation is not enough to hide his traces?

But Wan Jingchu didn't talk about these thoughts, he just thought about it for a while, and then secretly decided that he would practice diligently in the future.

"Yes."

Zhu Yaoyuan gently pursed her lower lip, her chin raised slightly, and looked at Wan Jingchu's eyes.

Such a faux pas would never have been done by her in ordinary times.

But at this time, in the face of Wan Jingchu's "dead soul", she will not be as restrained as usual.

The old mother, who has been dead for three years, once said in the story she told her that when people die, if they are unwilling, they will become lonely souls and cannot die.

This should be the last time she sees him, right?

When he finishes listening to her play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", he should be, he should ......

So, she wants to see him.

Look at him well, seriously.

Imprint his appearance into his eyes and engrave it in his heart, and he will never forget it in this life.

Zhu Yaoyuan's answer surprised Wan Jingchu.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was possible that Ling Jun had sent someone to come first and told her about it, so that she could think about it early, in case she was at a loss because of her hurry when she asked about it, so she was relieved again.

"Then, how are you going to answer me?"

Wan Jingchu gently pursed his lower lip, and the hand shrunk in his sleeve slowly clenched because of nervousness.

He couldn't say what he was nervous about or why.

"Okay."

Zhu Yaoyuan's cheeks were slightly red.

In her mind, agreeing to a person to play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" for her is tantamount to agreeing to that person's proposal.

If he is still "alive", she will not dare to respond to the word "good".

The daughters of the royal family, how many can they decide, and they will belong in the future?

If you only rejoice in the moment, and give and receive it privately with others......

Now, though, not to be afraid.

He's dead.

No one can let him die again, can he?

After that, Zhu Yaoyuan lowered her head, carefully tidied up her clothes, and then sat back next to the piano, which was not very good.

Twist lightly and slowly.

Tactful and long.

This piano, which can only be regarded as an ordinary product, is actually because of her full attention, which sounded no less beautiful than "listening to the strings", so that Wan Jingchu, who stopped in front of her piano case, couldn't help it, and his eyes were red.

So lonely.

So much to look forward to.

I can't ask for this, and I don't want to live.

Only such a piano sound is qualified to be called the real "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"?

A bang.

It is like a cracked silk, which is enough to make the listener cry and the viewer sigh.

Zhu Yaoyuan slowly raised her head and looked at Wan Jingchu, who was standing in front of her thoughtfully, and unconsciously pursed her lips.

She didn't dare blink.

I'm afraid that when I close my eyes and open them again, he will be gone.

"Are you playing the piano, Yuan'er?"

In the direction of the corridor leading to the main courtyard, Li Guifei's inquiry suddenly came.

Zhu Yaoyuan instinctively turned around, regretted it, and then looked in the direction where Wan Jingchu was standing before, where was there still half a shadow?

He should have had his wish fulfilled and passed away.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yaoyuan couldn't help it again and shed tears.

"It's me, Princess."

Zhu Yaoyuan got up slowly, wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves, and responded to Li Guifei's inquiry in a calm voice.

He's gone.

She will never see it again.

But the days have to go on.

A person who commits suicide by self-harm cannot die, so she can't swallow gold and beg for death to chase him who hasn't gone far in time.

She had to live.

Gotta do it, what she had to do.

He listened to her "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", that is, it was her person.

Although, there are no three media and six hires, there is no worship to get married, and there are no candles in the cave room.

But, in her heart, she was already his wife, his surviving person.

Avenging your husband is never a sin, right?

What is the horror of blood on the hands?

What is so terrible about being reviled by others?

Since, those bastards who deceive people too much, have to force her into a ghostly monster, then, why should she, with a clear conscience, curl up in the corner, crying and shouting, people don't offend me, I don't offend people!

"Why did you suddenly remember to play this tune?"

While she was talking, Concubine Li Guifei had already walked to the path leading to the pavilion.

Seeing that in the pavilion, there was really only Zhu Yaoyuan alone, which could be regarded as a sigh of relief.

She had never heard that Zhu Yaoyuan played this song so well.

In other words, even if she played it herself, she might not be able to play the artistic conception of the piano song just now.

She's a piano player.

And how can people who are good at the piano not understand that some pieces need to be played with heart, not only by skill?

"My daughter fell in love with a piano."

"It took a lot of effort to get him in my pocket."

"I never thought that before I could appreciate it, I would be ruined by the villains."

People, after making some decisions, will always become different from before.

The same is true for Zhu Yaoyuan.

She got up with a smile and saluted Li Guifei, using the piano to refer to Wan Jingchu, and said it without leaking.

"Today, sitting alone in the pavilion, I suddenly remembered the piano that I had no chance with my daughter after all, and I only felt that he was the phoenix bird that my daughter couldn't ask for, and I was sad, so I tried to play this, and I always couldn't play a bad tune before."

"But the noise is so loud that it makes the mother and concubine sleep peacefully?"

"No, I didn't."

Li Guifei walked into the pavilion with a smile, stood where Wan Jingchu had stood before, and then reached out and wiped the broken hair from the corner of Zhu Yaoyuan's forehead behind her ears.

"You are good at the piano, and the mother is happy to hear it, so she will come and take a look."

"In the evening, your brother sent a message saying that he wanted you to go to his house for a small gathering tomorrow afternoon."

"I saw that Ling Kill's homework was not finished, so I didn't rush to tell you, in case he listened to it and lost his mind to study."

Of course Li Guifei didn't believe it, what Zhu Yaoyuan said was a piano that was damaged due to "longing", and it could play such a superb sound.

But she didn't say anything.

When my daughter grows up, she will inevitably have some little secrets of her own.

As long as she knows how to weigh and will not ruin her reputation or harm innocent people because of this, she, as a mother, should not say much.

After all, the wall has ears, and if you talk too much, you will lose it.

"My daughter knows."

Zhu Yaoyuan stood with her head bowed, and after agreeing, she stopped talking.

In her heart, she blamed Concubine Li a little.

What she thought was that if Concubine Li Guifei didn't come at such a "bad time", she would be able to "stay together" with Wan Jingchu for a few more moments, although this "staying" was just wishful thinking on her part.

"It's not early."

"You, rest early."

Li Guifei knew that Zhu Yaoyuan didn't plan to say anything to her anymore, so she simply gave up the idea of talking to her.

"Your brother's marriage is imminent."

"If you can help him, help him, he has always loved you, you ......"

"For the brother's business, the daughter will do her best."

Zhu Yaoyuan gently pursed the corners of her lower lip, and without waiting for Li Guifei to finish speaking, she picked up the one, she listened to the piano that was "forcibly bought" back from the string workshop, stood up straight, and gave her a send-off gift, "It's not early, the mother concubine should rest as soon as possible, Yuan'er will go back to the room, wash up, and prepare to sleep." ”

"Okay."

Li Guifei gently pursed her lower lip, and after agreeing to Zhu Yaoyuan, she quickly turned around and walked towards the door of the side courtyard.

Since three years ago, when she witnessed her upbringing grandmother being beaten to death by the queen, she did not speak out to dissuade her, and Zhu Yaoyuan has become increasingly estranged from her.

She knew that she was wrong, and she also understood how bad her mistake had caused Zhu Yaoyuan, but she never regretted it.

You're welcome, and it's not good.

If three years ago, everything had had time to make a new decision, she would still make the same decision.

She can't be at odds with the queen.

Although Emperor Longqing has always been lukewarm to the queen, she is still the most authoritative person in the harem.

She has two sons and a daughter.

At that time, Lingjun had just left the palace and established a mansion, and his foundation was not stable.

Ling Lu and Yao Yuan are both young and not good at figuring out people's hearts.

If she hadn't pinched her conscience and used Zhu Yaoyuan's innocent death to raise her grandmother in exchange for the queen's disdain and contempt, how could her children grow up as smoothly as they do now?

She admits that in this matter, she has been a selfish and ruthless master.

But she admits she is innocent.

At least, as a mother of three, she is not at fault.

"I'm sorry, Princess."

Seeing Concubine Li dragging her heavy back and disappearing at the end of the corridor, Zhu Yaoyuan, who had been tensing her back, suddenly lowered her head and smiled bitterly, and said this in a small voice that was almost inaudible to Concubine Li Guifei, who would never hear her apology.

She never resented her mother.

In the past three years, Concubine Li Guifei has been trying to survive in a low-key manner, how can she bear to let her carry it alone with such weak shoulders?

There are things that can be done, but not said.

She understands.

Always understood.