2. Master-apprentice relationship
"Sir, I heard that you were seriously injured and came to see you." The next day, Xiao Qingyu carried a group of valuable gifts, rushed to the Xie family's mansion, secretly opened a small door, and ran in.
The gentleman leaned against the door for a long time, staring at the gloating Xiao Qingjue, and pulled out a sly smile. "My fault for making you too idle."
Xiao Qingjue's joyful steps paused, and his face was a little not good-looking.
Hearing this, Xie Lian walked towards Xiao Qingjue step by step in a meaningful tone, and said in a Jedi counterattack, "I heard that yesterday you got drunk and went to the hidden luthier in the palace, and you had to listen to the piano music?" ”
Xiao Qingjue's face was a little panicked, Xie Lian took a step forward, and she took a step back. When there was no way to retreat, Xiao Qingyu suddenly grabbed Xie Lian's paw that was about to touch the side of his face, and the picture in his mind appeared uncontrollably.
God, save her.
This shouldn't be known to everyone.
But fortunately, last night it was dark and windy, and he was covered with a thick veil, so Xiao Qingjue thought that it might be Xie Lian's own speculation based on rumors.
After thinking clearly, Xiao Qingjue calmly met Xie Lian's gaze, safely hooked the corners of his mouth, and waved his hand in an indifferent tone. "I mean, what's the big deal?"
Xiao Qingjue looked at Xie Lian, who knew everything, and just thought about continuing to talk casually, when he heard someone invite him to see the head of the Xie family.
Xiao Qingjue's eyes were stunned, and his breezy face changed instantly, and he pitifully pulled the corners of Xie Lian's clothes, and said with a gesture of wiping his tears, "Sir, now you are the only one who can save me!" ”
Xiao Qingjue's words were still floating in the wind, and he ran away with his feet.
Joke! What parents to meet?
It's scary, isn't it?
"So, then, what do I say when I go back?" The subordinate looked at the figure who was walking away with a frightened face, and looked at Xie Lian for help.
"Let's just say that the Nine Emperors happened to be in a hurry and left early." Xie didn't even look back.
Xiao Qingjue, who walked out of the Xie family's mansion, took Qiqi and Xiang Shun all the way, but he did not go in the direction of returning to the palace.
Qiqi was silent for a while, wiped the sweat from his face, and asked. "Master, what are we going to do?"
Xiao Qingjue calmly froze his steps, glanced back at Qiqi, and asked coldly. "Is the third princess in the palace?"
Qiqi nodded.
Xiao Qingyu asked again, "Is Gongzi Su in the palace?" ”
Qiqi said he didn't know, and nodded to Shun Dog's leg
Xiao Qingyu arrogantly raised his noble head and snorted. "That's it!"
The memory kept slowly going back, going back to last night, when the dark wind was high.
Xiao Qingjue relied on his familiarity with the palace, and went all the way to the depths of the palace in the dark, his shadow was reflected in the silent long corridor, and the footsteps were particularly hesitant.
I don't know if my head is pasted with paper or what, anyway, Xiao Qingyu was fascinated by the third princess's sentence "You are not as good as him", so she had to secretly come to find out.
Under the candlelight, the notes are gently plucked apart, and the melody flows from the fingertips, and the prosperity and sadness between the fingers make people have a comprehension of seeing through life and death.
Outside the window, there was a figure, the slender figure was squeezing the door and window with one hand, and the other hand covered half of his face, tears seeping out of his fingertips.
Xiao Qingjue hadn't woken up yet, shaking his head, but he also knew that he should hide himself at this time.
The song is not finished, and the strings are broken.
The world-famous luthier was stunned in the face of the candlelight, and the lights under the candlelight were popping.
After a long time, the violinist's voice was like a Qixuanqin coldly coming through the window with the breeze, and then a few sighs as light as a feather fell, giving an answer to the man guarding the door. "I'm not going."
Where to?
Going to the ring in person?
Xiao Qingyu nodded and shook again. Then, he struggled to look at the figure in the doorway with wide eyes.
Oh, it's the Imperial Sister.
"But why, why did you play this song for me." The slender figure slid his body down and asked in a low voice. "Didn't you say that your piano is always played only for people who are destined to play, but what about me?"
The people inside the door were silent, and Qixuanqin was stirred up again.
The princess was incoherent and didn't know what to say, but at last she trembled. "I don't have anything to say about ......"
But at the end of the song, the princess looked out of the window with a smile on her face, and said a lot of things like a little girl's house.
"That year's Shangyuan Festival, do you remember that year's Shangyuan Festival? The common people followed the silkworm god, made clusters, hung lanterns, and the whole city was very lively. ”
The princess simply sat on the ground and chattered about the past. "You know what? It was my first time riding a horse, and I was riding through the crowd when I suddenly heard your piano upstairs. ”
"I listened downstairs for a long time, and I gave a lot of gold to go up to your building, and when I saw you, you were carefully blending the warmth and coldness of the world into it, and then I collided between my fingers, and I suddenly felt that I had crossed the mountains and rivers, and remembered the fragrance that bloomed everywhere. Before I could come back to my senses, you suddenly opened your eyes, and I felt that you were going to look into my heart, and that gaze burned me like a temperature, and it was so simple and straightforward to engrave you in my heart. ”
"You exposed my identity as a woman disguised as a man at a glance, but you still stubbornly knelt on the ground and asked to teach me the piano skills to help me up seriously, that winter was really cold, but I heard the warmth in that cold ancient song. I can't see what kind of expectations you have for me under your plain and watery expression. ”
"But I should have failed you from the beginning, and I suddenly regretted why I worshipped you as a teacher in the first place."
At the beginning, I must have had a little bit of desire to explore piano skills, but later, under the shadow of the handsome wind god and the dragon and phoenix, I couldn't help but lose my heart.
The princess sat dumbfounded, looking a little dazed.
"I grew up hearing people in the palace praise me for my mastery of music, but in the end I became famous all over the world because of your careful teachings."
"My guqin song on Phoenix Terrace amazed the world, but I remembered whispering under the cold moon of that long night. You looked at me with a smile from the audience, smiling vividly and full of relief. But after all, you can't see through the bitterness hidden in my heart, when my heart is like a thorn plucking the piano sound, you just laugh dumbly, and your face is full of connivance. ”
"After going around and around, we finally met again after leaving. I think maybe in this world, except for you, there is really no one else who can enter my eyes......"
There was a sound of beating from outside the palace, one by one.
What the princess said later, and what the violinist answered, Xiao Qingyu couldn't remember clearly.
Xiao Qingyu only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his atrile was getting more and more cloudy, and then silently and instinctively squatted in a small corner and lay down, until the morning sun stung his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of unfamiliar eyes looking at him curiously.
Xiao Qingjue couldn't help but comfort herself, thinking that she was wrapped in such a heavy and thick veil, no one should be able to recognize it.
So he hurriedly lowered his head and walked around the palace in a daze, before he dared to return to his own palace.
But the news was spreading.
When he was sober, Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but sigh.
Serving tea and apprenticeship, fate is staggered.
This line is entangled, but in the end it is tied into a dead knot.
Xiao Qingyu felt that his head hurt again, as if there were still some neglected pictures churning arrogantly in the depths of his mind.
has no face to see, in addition to the third princess who was accidentally snooped on by herself, there is also a Su Gongzi who was accidentally insulted by herself.
Every time I think about it, I feel that I am so brazen.
Xiao Qingjue's pupils became darker, and in an instant, time seemed to flow back to the Shui Tian Palace, which had just returned from the banquet.
Su Gongzi is Xiao Qingjue's special imperial doctor, so after Xiao Qingjue looked at himself in the bronze mirror drunkenly, touched his red face and felt a burst of panic, Su Gongzi beckoned him non-stop.
The whistle was sharp and unpleasant.
When Su Zhan walked in front of Xiao Qingjue, his eyes formed a thin layer of ice, and he looked at her expressionlessly.
Xiao Qingjue twisted his body, looked at Su Gongzi blankly with a pair of innocent and confused eyes, and still held half a bowl of antipyretic medicine in his hand, and asked very anxiously. "Why doesn't I have a high fever?"
Su Zhan's handsome eyebrows showed a hint of helplessness that wanted to cry without tears, and he stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Qingjue before he could touch it, but he was grabbed by a handful.
Looking down, I saw Xiao Qingyu clenching the placket on his chest, throwing his usual reserve out of the clouds, rubbing his head, and asking in a low voice, "Did you say someone poisoned me again?" ”
In a daze, Xiao Qingjue looked at himself neatly dressed in the mirror soberly, as if he had penetrated his memory and saw the alienated and forbearant Su Gongzi between his eyebrows.
Suddenly I sighed.
Full of helplessness to himself.
Isn't it that you have been snooping for a long time?
Xiao Qingjue stroked his face carefully, what else did he do, and suddenly he didn't want to remember it anymore.