"I advise you not to have that thought. If you want me to give you this piano, there is no way. ”

"Actually, it's not that I don't give it to you, but I thought about it when I was looking for this piano, and I want to give it to my beloved as a token of love in the future."

"If I give it to you, what will I give it to my beloved in the future?"

Liuji looked at Wen Qingwu, who fell into silence, and hesitated to speak: "Master, do you still throw it away?" "Old mahogany is very precious, what if the master insists on throwing it away? Or do you want him to persuade you?

Throw? How to throw it? Let her throw away this thousand-year-old mahogany? Not to mention throwing it away, she doesn't even want to pay it back.

Wen Qingwu took the guqin in Liuji's hand, stretched out his hand and stroked it lovingly. You can't stop until the end of a song.

The body of the yoyo piano poured into the wind and snow around the beams of the room, and the female red Gong An who was sitting in the side hall was stunned for some time, and when he came back to his senses, the music had already stopped.

"Who's playing?" She asked.

"It's like the Wen Cai person next door." The maid Jin Duo replied.

"Wen Cairen." Gong Ann muttered, looking at the snow outside the window and was stunned.

In the main hall of Nanxun Palace, Wen Qingwu stopped playing, looking at the piano on the case, and his heart was mixed. Owning such a piano is a joy in my heart, but when I think of the meaning of this piano......

Wen Qingwu sighed, and couldn't help but scold herself in her heart! She asked herself, would she rather carry Li Ke's love on her back for the sake of a piano?

The answer is yes, of course!

What is love? She Wen Qingwu has never had it before, and she will not have it in the future. It's all fleeting, and even despised by her. For her, there are too many more important things than love and love.

This qin, Li Ke is shameless enough to come to her to ask for it, anyway, she won't return it. She also has to be shameless once, and she can't be shameless every time.

After figuring it out, Wen Qingwu accepted the long-coveted thousand-year-old mahogany with peace of mind.

There was a lot of snow outside, and the bricks and tiles were covered with a layer of white. The weather is getting colder, and even the windows are dyed with a chill. If it weren't for the snow on a snowy day, the windows in the temple would not even be open much.

Wen Qingwu nested in the palace for several days, and finally finished reading the medical case of the nineteenth princess.

The nineteenth princess has been infected since her mother's womb. I drank an unknown number of medicines day by day, and the prescriptions prescribed also changed and changed, and probably different doctors tried many of them.

They are all different, but they all have one thing in common, that is, the illness of the nineteenth princess has little effect. But please let the world's famous people hang their lives little by little until now.

Wen Qingwu closed the medical case in his hand, stroked the folds on the tender green jacket on his body, and then walked towards the Great Cause Hall with the medical case in his arms.

As he walked out of the temple, he heard a voice behind him: "Master, wait a minute! ”

Wen Qingwu stopped and turned her head to look at the loud willow leaf, who was walking out of the hall with an umbrella in her hand. Walking down the stairs, the umbrella in his hand was opened, and it was the green bamboo umbrella.

"It's snowing so hard, why did you forget to bring an umbrella?" Liu Ye said as he stepped forward to prop up the umbrella on Wen Qingwu's head, and then saw a bunch of medical cases in Wen Qingwu's hand: "It turns out that I don't have empty hands, that slave and maid will support the master, and I will send you to the Great Industry Hall and I will come back." ”

Since Wen Qingwu accepted the duties of the palace maid in front of the palace, without the honor of a talented person, Liu Ye and Liuji, who served closely around her, naturally could not serve her like a talented person, and the Internal Service Bureau also arranged another errand for the two of them. Every day, I have to do the errands that are arranged, and I don't have much time to serve Wen Qingwu.

"You can go by yourself, I can go to the Hall of Great Cause alone." Wen Qingwu said.

Liu Ye knew what Wen Qingwu was worried about, if these little slaves and maids did not complete their daily errands as scheduled, they would be punished. Hearing this, he said lightly: "It's okay, since the first snow, the palace people of the Inner Servant Bureau have been on errands two minutes late every day. And I have very few things to arrange, and it will be done in a short time. ”

Hearing Liu Ye's words, Wen Qingwu turned around and walked towards the gate, her eyes swept over the green bamboo umbrella she was holding in her hand.

"Where did you get this umbrella?" Wen Qingwu asked.

Liu Ye glanced at the umbrella in his hand and replied: "Yesterday, I left Ji for the slave maid, and it was said that it was sent by a palace person." Liu Ye said, looking at Wen Qingwu: "The master didn't bring it back that day, and I thought I lost it." I'm thinking about when I'm going to get a handful at the Shang Sleep Bureau. As a result, someone sent it yesterday. Where did the master accidentally fall? ”

Wen Qingwu shook his head: "I forgot." ”

Liu Ye looked at Wen Qingwu and didn't make a sound. The two of them went one after the other, and soon arrived outside the Great Cause Palace. Liu Ye stood outside the hall and watched Wen Qingwu walk out from under the umbrella and walk to the steps outside the Great Cause Hall in the face of the wind and snow.

Emperor Joan of Arc was not in the palace, and neither were Li Jianzhi and Aunt Cheng Jin, so they asked the palace people serving in the palace, only to know that they had gone to the mountains for winter hunting. Hunting can be big or small, and if it is done according to precedent, it will naturally be a big deal. But today, Emperor Joan of Arc went to play alone, and only brought a few generals from Luoyang City with him, and the others were not notified.

Wen Qingwu stood in the main hall, put the medical case away, and was about to go out, when he walked to the door of the side hall, he was bumped into by a short man. Wen Qingwu stopped and looked at the person in front of him.

"Bold slave! You don't walk long, do you?! I don't know if I collided with His Royal Highness the King of Jin! There was a stern reprimand next to him, and he was very majestic.

Wen Qingwu glanced at the person who spoke, it was a middle-aged woman who was over half a hundred years old. Wen Qingwu recognized that it was King Jin's nurse Liu.

"King Jin?" Wen Qingwu saw the person who came clearly, and bowed down: "Sumire will see His Royal Highness the King of Jin." ”

Li Zhi covered his bumping forehead and looked at Wen Qingwu, his face was shy: "Sister doesn't have to be polite to me." ”

Wen Qingwu got up, and before he could reply, he heard the nurse next to Li Zhi say with a straight face: "Nonsense! She is a slave maid, how can she not salute when she sees His Highness? Has His Highness forgotten all the rules in the palace? ”

Li Zhi turned his head and looked at the Liu family beside him, his eyes were timid: "She is not a slave, she is the palace concubine of her father." ”

Liu didn't even bother to look at Wen Qingwu, and only said to King Jin: "Palace concubine? What palace concubine? The emperor has said that in the future, he will be the slave and maid in front of the palace, and without the honor of talented people, how can His Royal Highness still treat people as palace concubines! "Wen Qingwu's matter, there is nothing in the palace that anyone who is more active.

"But it's still different." Li Zhi whispered.

"What's the difference?" Liu asked rhetorically.

Wen Qingwu looked at the two of them and took a step back. The voice was respectful but unwavering: "If His Royal Highness King Jin is fine, Sumire will retire first." ”

Li Zhi suddenly heard that Wen Qingwu was leaving, and reached out and grabbed her hand: "Where is my sister going?" ”