In March, the peach blossoms are flying, and the fragrance hits people. There are magnolia blooming branches, birds singing into rhyme, and light spilling from the branches, comforting and warm.

Take a deep breath, as if you want to float into the clouds of spring, fluttering and flickering. Suddenly, the sound of a flute echoed, and a hiss pierced the sky. As soon as the sound of the piano turns, the colors of the four seasons rise. The magnolia withered rapidly, the peach blossoms faded in a hurry, the birds shed their feathers, and the streams turned into ice in an instant.

The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano are like two ice birds flapping their wings and flying, complementing each other and chasing each other!

The white clouds are thick, the spring sun in March has long been gone, the winter is coming, the snow is flying, the ice bamboo in the snow is instantly a sword, and there is a tendency to break the sky and split the wind

When the last note was received, the sound of the flute also disappeared into the winter.

Wen Qingwu opened his eyes, his eyes gloomy.

The three people next to him still had their eyes closed, as if they were intoxicated by the sound of the piano and could not extricate themselves.

Wen Qingwu raised his eyes and swept over the three of them, then raised his hands and looked at his slender fingers. There was a storm in my heart.

For the first time, when she played outside the Hanliang Palace, she thought that her fingers had been tortured and had not healed, so she couldn't control the strength well, so she couldn't control the strength too much, so she didn't have enough charm to get everyone drunk.

Today, the hand injury has long since healed. And the sound of the piano of Jiangcai, she can be sure, it should definitely not be the feeling she played!

In her previous life, she knew how to play the piano. There are two kinds of qin techniques, one is the art of seduction, and the other is the art of killing. The art of killing has long been lost, and the only thing that has been handed down to future generations is the slightly simpler art of seduction, which cannot hurt people's lives.

At most, it's just intoxicating or refreshing.

But Jiangcai, a song of spring and white snow, between the turns of the piano, the winter snow is not as clear and jade as the ice she often plays, and the winter bamboo is not as proud as the Linlang that she often plays.

What pops up is all a sense of killing!

Wen Qingwu thought about this, and the tips of his fingers trembled.

Who's that playing?

It's these ten fingertips. But she was sure that it wasn't what she should, and it wasn't what she could play.

"Who played the piano music of the general?"

Suddenly, a girl's voice came, Wen Qingwu raised her head, and looked at the Fanghua girl standing at the door, dressed in a concubine-colored fairy dress, and the folds on the skirt were light purple iris. As she took a lotus step, the iris slowly bloomed at her feet.

Wen Qingwu looked at the girl who walked into the piano room of the teaching workshop, and put the ten fingers in front of her abdomen quietly.

The eyes fell on the girl's body, looking at the clothes, it should be a princess. However, there are really a lot of princesses under the knee today, and she rarely goes out of the court, and she has never seen them one by one.

One look, another look. Wen Qingwu still didn't recognize which princess it was.

Li Jun looked at Wen Qingwu with a surprised expression: "You played that song of Jiangcai?" After speaking, his eyes swept to the three people who were still in a trance and drunk next to him, and praised: "I have only seen the sound of the piano in the book for three days in the past, and I am drunk and unconscious." I never thought that my life could really be smelled, but I was very happy. ”

Wen Qingwu had already gotten up, and while getting up, he stroked the piano, and the sound of the zither went straight into the eardrum. Li Jun turned his head slightly and frowned, and the three people next to him were also in a trance at this voice.

Wen Qingwu saluted Li Jun, but did not speak.

Su Jinli came out of a trance, the first to wake up, first looked at Wen Qingwu, raised his fingertips and rubbed his head. Yu Guang touched Li Jun, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled gently at Li Jun.

Su Jinli has always disdained to be gentle. It's just a good relationship, if it's just an acquaintance, you won't have such an attitude.

Wen Qingwu was thinking that Su Jinli would ask who this was, so she heard Princess Changle who woke up next to her say, "Wencheng, when did you come?" ”

"I came when I was going to play the tune, but I stopped at the door of the workshop and got drunk. I'm just coming in at this point. Wen Cheng smiled: "Sister, don't laugh, it's me who is lonely." In the past, in Jining, I had never heard such a fairy song. ”

"I don't blame you for being lonely, I'm lonely." Changle smiled: "I have been in the capital for many years, and I have never heard such a song. ”

When Su Jinli heard this, he said, "Don't praise each other anymore, it's all Sumire." I've heard that she's thin-skinned. ”

Wen Qingwu raised her eyebrows and looked at Su Jinli puzzled.

"Sumire?" Wen Cheng turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu: "But your words?" ”

"Exactly." Wen Qingwu replied with his head half-hung down.

Su Jinli had already stood up and stroked his clothes: "Okay, Wencheng wants to listen to Mama Gong, and Chengyang will think about the spring and snow of Jiangcai." Sumire, come with me to the East Palace and play chess. ”

Changle is about the same age as Su Jinli, and when he heard this, he said bluntly: "You have finished arranging, and you don't ask if anyone wants to." ”

"I don't have as many rules as you. I've always been just happy by myself. Su Jinli stretched out his hand to pull Wen Qingwu up and said to everyone: "Then, I will retire first." ”

Wen Cheng looked at Su Jinli and laughed, and the two pear vortices were shallow: "I really can't understand the temperament of the crown princess." ”

"You don't have to understand." After Su Jinli finished speaking, he pulled Wen Qingwu and walked out.

Walking out of the piano room, the intermittent sound of the piano resumed. Stepping out of the teaching workshop, Wen Qingwu stopped. He turned his head to look at the Taijoji Temple next to him.

Taichang Temple belongs to the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Rites belongs to the six provinces, and the office of Jingzhong University in Shangshu Province is in the capital. The location of Taijoji Temple is also behind the metropolitan hall.

Very close to the workshop. It was only separated by a wide river of two or three feet.

At this time, what Wen Qingwu was looking at was a man across the river, at the gate of Taichang Temple.

The man is about a weak crown and wears a scarf on his head. Dressed in an aqua blue shirt, Lang Lang is like a green jade, handsome but has a sense of sadness. A pair of eyes looked at Wen Qingwu without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

It's like a puppet, hollow and chilling.

Wen Qingwu only glanced at it, and his heart suddenly shook. His gaze shifted downwards to the man's hand, which was hanging by his side, holding a bamboo flute inside.

Su Jinli stopped with Wen Qingwu, followed her gaze, and looked at the man in the shirt across the river. Swept the bamboo flute in his hand.

"The sound of the general's flute is what he should do?" Su Jinli asked.

Wen Qingwu shook his head: "I don't know." Let's go. Then he turned around and walked out.

The man in the shirt turned around and walked into the Taichang Temple, and Su Jinli followed Wen Qingwu's footsteps.

"Who's that?" She asked.

Wen Qingwu said: "I don't know." ”

"Why don't you know anything?" Su Jinli raised his eyebrows.

Wen Qingwu said: "Isn't it the most normal to know nothing." ”

Su Jinli turned his head and looked at Wen Qingwu strangely.

"Why don't you compete for favor?" She asked.

Wen Qingwu didn't answer, her face was serious.

Su Jinli looked at her face, laughed, and said no more.

The East Palace is not in the Ouchi, but opposite the Xing'an Gate outside the Imperial Bridge. Su Jinli pulled Wen Qingwu to play chess with him, and he had to walk for a long time.

Near, it suddenly began to rain. The summer rain came quickly and heavily, and the distance to the entrance of the East Palace was only a few dozen zhang away, and the two of them were drenched.

followed Su Jinli into the palace of the crown princess of the East Palace. Su Jinli pulled Wen Qingwu around the main hall and into the bathroom, and then opened his hands.

The palace maid next to the fish rushed in, stepped forward to untie the undressing belt, and heated the water of the heated water.

Wen Qingwu was looking down and twisting the water stains on his body, and when he saw Su Jinli being stripped of his clothes, he raised his eyes and saw that the reflected clotted lotus arm made Wen Qingwu freeze in place.

"Sumire, take off your clothes and take a hot bath, don't get cold." Su Jinli said.

After Su Jinli finished speaking, he heard that there was no movement behind him, and turned his head to look at the willow leaves behind Wen Qingwu: "What are you doing in a daze, undress your master." ”