"Who is painting the portrait of Prince Xiao all day long? Who was it that as soon as he heard that Prince Xiao was going to marry the princess, he said that he was depressed in the imperial city and asked his uncle and aunt to accompany her to Jiangnan? ”

Sikong You's lips provoked a playful smile and teased his cousin.

Seeing Sikong Mustard's hands holding the silk handkerchief, he still didn't move away. He continued

"Who wrote to Brother Wei after the snow disaster in Yancheng and asked Brother Wei to pick her up?"

"It's me."

Sikong Jieling responded shyly, and then slowly let go of his hands holding the silk handkerchief, and asked, "Can you go back to the private room to have tea and talk again?" ”

"Nope."

Sikong Youyou pricked a smile and said, "Who is it, after my brother rushed to Yancheng, and asked my brother to help her feast Prince Xiao?"

In order to hide people's eyes, he also said that he would give a banquet to all the generals of the Qi army? ”

"Brother, you ......"

Sikong Mustard Ling said coquettishly: "Don't say it." She sighed softly and said, "It's all over." ”

When she didn't have some feelings for Di Jinxuan, Sikong Mustard Ling was still a very confident woman. Her daily life is like most of the famous ladies in Jing'an City, reading, writing, and painting.

In his spare time, he just plays kites, plays games, and tastes tea.

But this year, when she was sixteen. With her exquisite skills, she played beautiful music in the private room on the fourth floor of Jinghu Yiyuan.

Her piano sound made her stand out from many participating women and was known as "the first talented woman in the imperial city".

However, some people say that Sikong Mustard Ling was luckier and failed to meet Tang Yumo that day. If the two talented women of the imperial city meet and compete fairly, it is not certain who wins or loses.

But Tang Yumo didn't go because of gastrointestinal discomfort after all......

On that day, Sikong Mustard Ling was selected. So she took her zither and got into a richly decorated carriage. Following behind the emperor and hundreds of officials, he went out of the city for five hundred miles to greet the god of war, Prince Xiao Wangye.

Sikong Jiaoling sat in the carriage, holding his breath, and didn't even dare to open the curtain on the carriage.

Although she had also met Di Jinxuan in Sikong Mansion when she was a child, he had already heard her piano sound. But after all, many years have passed, and she doesn't know if the other party can still remember her.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and after leaving the city gate, the noise of gongs and drums made her palms begin to sweat when she listened. In this situation, she still didn't dare to lift the curtain to look.

finally waited until the carriage stopped, and she was veiled, and she was helped by a woman in the palace to a high platform on the outskirts of the city.

After the palace maid placed her zither, Sikong Mustard Ling knelt in front of the zither and played it quietly.

The soothing tune played by the slender ten fingers plucking the strings was still the "Jing Jia Ballad" that she played to Di Jinxuan many years ago.

"The Ballad of Jing Jia" was composed by her father, and whenever the emperor held a banquet in the palace, he would let the court musicians play "The Ballad of Jing Jia".

When Sikong Jieling didn't see the adult Di Jinxuan, he just thought that it would be good to play a song to welcome him back. Behold...... When she saw that the eighteen-year-old Di Jinxuan was no longer the boy she remembered, she changed her mind.

At that time, Di Jinxuan was just taller than her, two years older than her, and silent than her.

At this time, Di Jinxuan had already become the most handsome man in the Xiyue Dynasty. It's just that his deep eyes, which are like the starry sky in the dark night, add a bit of sharpness.

With that fierce color, ordinary people dare not approach him easily.

Even Sikong Mustard is no exception.

She knelt in front of the guzheng and finally dedicated "The Ballad of Jingjia" to Prince Xiao and the soldiers of the Qi army who returned triumphantly.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard the county lord of Xiyao, who was sitting in the audience, ask Di Jinxuan, "Third brother, what do you think of her playing?" ”

"It's better than before."

Listening to Di Jinxuan's words, he could make Sikong Mustard's heart feel as if he had been blown by a warm spring breeze.

"Sure enough, the third brother still has a good memory, and he still remembers what she played in the past."

"When I was a child, I went to Sikong Mansion with my father and the emperor, and I listened to Lord Sikong's daughter and played it."

The god of war prince who made Sikong Mustard's heart moved, even remembered that she was the daughter of Sikong Mansion, how could she not be moved?

When she was a child, she was with Xiao Wangye, Yan Wangye, and Qi Wangye. As well as the county lord of Xiyao and others, they all met in Sikong Mansion.

It's just that what Sikong Jieling didn't expect was that when she grew up, she would like the same man as her childhood friend Xiyao County Lord, Di Jinxuan.

would not have thought that she and the county lord of Xiyao would lose to Ji Qingge.

Thinking of this, Sikong Mustard's eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of loneliness. She stood at the bow of the boat, shivering as the cold wind swept across her fair face again.

Reaching out and pulling the collar of the robe, Sikong Mustard Ling urged softly, "Brother, go back to the private room." ”

There was silence for a long time, and Sikong Jieling did not hear her cousin's answer. When she was puzzled, she raised her eyes to look at Sikong Youpity. I saw that his burning gaze was directed to the figure of the pair of men and women hugging each other tightly by the ancient tree not far away.

I peeked into her cousin's thoughts, but it didn't make her feel half happy. A sour smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she sincerely persuaded her cousin

"Forget her, though...... She's fine. ”

"Huh?"

Sikong Pitiful's voice had a dream-like sense of unreality. His heart will be discovered by his cousin. He also said it in front of him, which made his cheeks slightly hot.

The light of the lantern was reflected on Sikong You's handsome and charming face, the strange color on his face was slightly flushed, and the slightest wave in his eyes made Sikong Mustard Ling see it.

She raised her eyes to look at Ji Qingge who was standing by the ancient tree, and sighed softly, "She is Princess Xiao who is the envy of all women in the world, and she is also jealous."

She is the pearl of the Xiyue Dynasty's victorious general during his lifetime, and she is a chivalrous woman who can fight alone with the masters of the Dieyin faction with her own strength.

He is also a doctor with excellent medical skills who can brave the wind and snow and personally come to the door to diagnose and treat the old woman in Yancheng......"

Before Sikong Youling finished speaking, Sikong Youlian raised his eyebrows and asked, "She is dueling with the master of the Dieyin Sect, could it be that you listened to Du Xuerou?" ”

"Hmm."

Sikong Jieling said truthfully: "In Yancheng, when my father set up a banquet to entertain Xiao Wangye and other generals of the Qi army. I sat in the private room and did not go downstairs. ”

It was Du Xuerou who went back to the private room to tell her after the banquet.

"Sister Mustard Ling, today Prince Xiao has come to Sikong Mansion as a guest."

"My sister knows."

Sikong Mustard said lightly.

"But Sister Mustard Ling didn't know that Princess Xiao was also here." Du Xuerou put her hands on her cheeks and told Sikong Jieling, "If you say that a person like Prince Xiao is a dragon and a phoenix, and marries other women, I am bound to fight to the end."

But he married Ji Qingge, and I convinced her from the bottom of my heart. ”

Ji Qingge, who was the same year as Du Xuerou, went through too many hardships after the death of her parents. Du Xuerou sighed sincerely, "Because she is both civil and military, has superb medical skills, and is ...... Saved Lord Xiao. ”

Before, on the way from Jing'an Jingzhao Yin Yamen to the martial arts hall, an assassin hid in the dark and released a flying knife, which was intercepted by Ji Qingge's agility.

All this was seen by Du Xuerou, who was at the scene at the time.

After listening to Sikong Mustard's words, a touch of gloom flashed in Sikong You's pitiful eyes. said in a deep voice, "Ji Qingge has saved Prince Xiao more than once, right?" ”

Don't talk about it far away, just say that Ji Qingge was in the Lost Valley of Xishan Mountain, and he pricked Xiao Wangye with needles and detoxification. It's what Sikong Youpian has seen with his own eyes in the dark.