Thousands of brocade lanterns, winding along the avenue in front of the door, illuminating the deep courtyard brightly, Emperor Zhaoyuan passed through the dense flowers and leaves, ignoring the dew drops and quietly stained the placket.

Bypassing the zigzag corridor, Zhen Er led him to the door of the main hall, only to see the doors open in unison, and the hall was lit by candlelight, as bright as day.

Behind the eight screens depicted with beautiful brocade patterns, someone faintly leaned on the case and drank, heard the sound of the report, and chuckled and said: "It's only been a few hours, Your Majesty has gone and returned, why?" ”

"You said that the Ming Dynasty intended to come with the qin, although it was only a few hours, but it was already the second day."

Emperor Zhaoyuan was agitated by the cold dewdrops, and the whole person gradually calmed down, he strode to the front of the screen, and looked at the figure at the other end of the screen with sharp black eyes.

The silk yarn used for the screen is like smoke and fog, although it is embroidered with beautiful dark lines, but it is still clear and icy, and when you get closer, even the style of the noble crown on the head of the young man is also seen really, and the blue bead spike is slightly exposed, and it emits a blurry bright light in the candlelight, and it is a priceless treasure at first sight. A robe fell casually, and the handle of the fan with mutton fat and white jade also fell on the cushion.

Such a transparent veil reflects the silhouette perfectly, but it seems to be covered with a layer of fog on the real face, and I don't know if it is the peculiarity of the yarn or the obstacle of magic.

Emperor Zhaoyuan walked to the screen, then opened the soft cushion, and sat casually with the son of Wuyi, between the two, there was only a screen, only five steps away.

"Where's your piano?"

The boy poured himself a drink, and his voice was still drowsy and confused when he had just woken up, or maybe he drank two more glasses soon after he got up, and he was quite drunk.

Emperor Zhaoyuan was silent, took off the long strip he was carrying, opened the wrapped fabric, and suddenly saw a black qin appear in front of him.

This black piano is slightly polished, but if you look closely, it is caused by a long time of hand rubbing, the wood is not precious, and the craftsmanship can only be described as simple, it really looks inconspicuous.

"Your Majesty's harp is so special."

The laughter of the boy was low, as if the confused sleepiness was still lingering.

"I made it with my own hands when I was a teenager."

Emperor Zhaoyuan's words were like gold, but only he knew in his heart that his anger was surging, and after pushing the person who was thrown into his arms away, he was about to rush out of the city immediately, but when he passed by the side hall on the back side, he remembered the laughter of the prince without a puff -

The Ming Dynasty intends to hold the qin!

The side hall stores some of its own old things, objects that have been sealed for many years, but cannot be discarded...... He effortlessly found the piano in the pile of old things, and then took it by chance.

His fingers pressed the strings, only one or two notes, and then he felt dull and astringent, and then it dawned on him that he hadn't touched it for years.

The dull sound of the piano came from the flicking of his ten fingers, and his mind was ethereal, as if she had returned to the age of thirteen, when she handed it to Haori, her look of surprise and joy—

"Haori, this is the paulownia wood I cut with my own hands, and I made it according to the picture in the book."

"I've only seen it once and you can make it completely, Ah Yu, you're amazing!"

At that time, she happily hugged the piano and jumped excitedly, and then pestered herself to play to her, the moonlight of that night was sparse and white, shining on the smoke and willow mist of the Qinhuai River, a pair of young men and women sat on the stone steps by the river like that, played the piano all night, and said all night.

The next moment, only to hear a loud sound, he felt a pain in his fingers, and then he woke up from the memories of the past-

The strings had not been played for a long time, and finally they broke in two, and his fingers were bleeding.

Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes froze, and then he realized that he was distracted.

He was frightened, and finally showed a deep and bitter smile - he actually met Haori last night, it was really unexpected...... Before I knew it, my thoughts came back to her!

He raised his eyebrows and apologized: "I was abrupt......"

"It doesn't matter."

The prince put down the cup in his hand, as if he had touched something, and under the flick of his long sleeves, the jade cup rolled to the ground, and the emerald green and crystal under the lamp and candle were obviously extraordinary.

He sat up straight, with a sense of emotion in his voice, and at the moment of the first dawn of the long night, it seemed that he also had complex and indescribable feelings-

"I also once had a piano like this, made by myself, I haven't played it for many years, and a few days ago I turned it out, but I found that it was a tangle of spider silk, and the strings were broken and hoarse, and it was no longer usable."

His voice was lazy and empty, maybe he was really drunk, "That Jiaowei Qin, I used to cherish it very much many years ago, but now I don't even dare to see it, for fear that I will touch the scene and hurt it, it's really a pity and ridiculous......"

His voice was sneering and lonely, as if he was talking to himself, as if in this dark night, he could only talk to Emperor Zhaoyuan, whom he had just met.

Emperor Zhaoyuan felt a pain in his heart again, and hurriedly held back his mind and said in a low voice: "Since the string is broken, then I have to play a long song next time, and Gongzi Bo smiled." ”

Childe Wu also smiled, "Don't forget your promise." ”

As his long sleeves moved, another jade cup flew out from behind the screen, and he poured a full cup, shining with amber-like luster.

Emperor Zhaoyuan took it steadily, drank it all, and said with a smile: "It's really good wine." ”

He then changed his words, "I am really flattered that the master has been drinking such a good wine for a while, just waiting for me to come!" ”

The young man chuckled, as if to laugh at his fuss, "My fortune has never failed—you are in such a hurry to go and return, is it difficult to be favored by the beauty, and you fled to me in embarrassment?" ”

He then laughed, as if he saw Emperor Zhaoyuan shocked and angry, thunderous and angry, and the laughter echoed before dawn, looking more and more treacherous and arrogant.

"How do you know that a woman has come to charm you tonight? And what's that red bag?!

Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes narrowed, and the cold light in his eyes was full, and the terrifying momentum suddenly shocked the entire hall.

"Oh? If that's the case...... 'they' are so anxious that they don't even have the patience to wait all night, so they will attack you directly?! ”

The laughter of the Childe was still so mysterious and treacherous, he laughed for a while and then stopped, his voice turned cold and mean, "You asked me what that red bag was—haven't you ever smelled a similar fragrance once?!" ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan was stunned, and then, when he remembered his few concubines, he also vaguely smelled a similar fragrance, but because it was too light, it was neither an aphrodisiac nor harmless to the body, so he thought it was a popular incense among the concubines.

This time, the smell was richer and sweeter than usual, and the fragrance was also subtly different - it seemed to be more and more soul-stirring......

His heart was shocked, and he immediately reacted, "You mean, there is something wrong with this fragrance?" ”

"Hmph...... Fortunately, you broke free from the arms of the beauty in time tonight, otherwise, I am afraid that you will not want to have any children in this life. ”

Wu Fei Gongzi once again exerted his mean and arrogant tongue, and sneered: "What is in that bag is the 'Breathless Dream' that has improved Fangzi, as long as you smell a little more, the dynasty you have established will fall into the hands of outsiders in vain from now on." ”

His sneer was like a sharp arrow, instantly piercing the hidden suspicion in Emperor Zhaoyuan's heart, "An emperor who can't give birth to a son...... Hehe, the person who gave you a beautiful woman is really calculating, good wrist! ”

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