"Zhao'er, there are some things that should be told to you, otherwise, I'm afraid that one day your father and I will be gone, and this secret will be buried in the dust forever."

"Mother, what are you going to say? Are you and your father gone? Where are you going? Why don't you take the three of us with you? ”

With a gentle smile, the mother took out a dusty brocade box from a cabinet and handed it to Qizhao.

Qizhao happily opened the brocade box, only to see that there was an old style of vegetarian hairpin. Although Qizhao felt that the hairpin was not good-looking, he cherished the abnormality because it was given by his mother.

Her mother looked at her, stuck Su Hai on her head and said, "Qizhao, this hairpin is about the life experience of your two sisters, and you must not lose it." Jin Yang's mind is still a child, so I will hand over this hairpin to you. ”

Qi Zhao listened to his mother's words, and couldn't help but look slightly gloomy, and then tore off the Su Hai on his head and threw it to the ground, and said angrily: "What kind of life experience is not life experience, you are my mother and Jin Yang's mother, your mother." ”

"Zhao'er, listen to your mother, don't lose it. Also, don't touch or fall in love with any man from the royal family of the Celestial Empire. ”

Qi Zhao couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when he heard his mother tell him so seriously about his love, "Mother, what are you talking about." ”

"Zhao'er, you promise me that you and Zhao'er won't fall in love with any man from the royal family of the Celestial Empire! Promise me. Qizhao was taken aback by her mother's serious expression, she looked at her mother in a daze, and then pursed her lips and nodded vigorously.

The mother picked up the hairpin with relief, and then inserted it into Qizhao's head with relief.

Since that day, the hairpin has never left Qizhao, and after separating from his mother and father, the hairpin has become the only sustenance for Qizhao to miss his youth and those good days.

But right now, the only man she flirts with is the eldest prince of the Zhou Dynasty impartially, and it is really fate.

"You push down first, and this king will talk to this Xuannu alone."

"No—"

Gong Sheng came to Qi Zhao's side with a cold face, and Qi Zhao knelt on the ground, bowing his head and being silent.

"How's that sister?"

Qi Zhao only said that Gong Sheng was concerned about the whereabouts of the Xuannu, and thought to himself: Yun Gu and Yan Gongzi have chased after Jin Yang to save Jin Yang, and they must be safe and sound. At that time, the strict musician in the palace became the prince of the Celestial Empire at this time. Since the prince is not a musician, then there is a mission of the prince, not to mention whether Jin Yang is the Xuanfei in their mouths, even if he is involved in the court of the sword and sword, it is also difficult to escape. Sumire Yang has done too much for herself, how can she, a sick and dying person, trap her sister in fire and water again and again?

Seeing Qi Zhao stunned in a daze, Gong Sheng couldn't help but feel anxious for a while, and he asked with a cold face, "Don't you understand?" I ask you, Qing'er. ”

When Qizhao heard Gong Sheng ask about his whereabouts, he realized that he had never seen his true face. It's a pity that he is no longer just that superb pianist. Now he is the great prince of the Celestial Empire, the prince of the future great country, he will have tens of millions of harems, he will have thousands of palaces, he will have countless wealth and glory, and there will be countless troubles and sorrows.

Although she was happy in her heart, he still remembered the woman named Qing'er, but she couldn't be Qing'er anymore. Qing'er belongs to the pianist, and although he is looking for Qing'er, what he needs is a Xuannu who can bring benefits to the country.

Qizhao's expression darkened, and he replied in a low voice: "Qing'er is already dead in order to save me. ”

Gong Sheng heard Qi Zhao's voice and felt familiar, but when he heard Qi Zhao say that Qing'er was dead, his heart seemed to be hit by something, and the ice under his eyes turned into snow and slowly fell from his cheeks.

Qi Zhao watched Gong Sheng slowly squat in front of her, grabbed Qi Zhao's shoulders with both hands, and asked in a choked voice, "You say, you say...... Qing'er, she's dead? ”

She dodged her eyes and didn't dare look at him, only to feel his pair of piano players gripping her shoulders harder and harder, as if their fingers were about to pinch through her slender shoulders.

She endured the pain in her shoulder, nodded vigorously, and tears unconsciously welled up.

Gong Sheng saw her nodding, and suddenly, he let go of her, shook his head alone, got up in a daze, and then floated out of the palace hall like a lonely ghost.

Qi Zhao listened to the sound of Gong Sheng staggering and dragging her footsteps, she couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell on the luxurious golden silk robe one by one.

At that moment, she realized that there was another emotion in this world that was so sad.

When Gong Sheng got up in a daze, she lowered her head, only to feel that her heart was torn apart, and she pulled out her chest stiffly, and then kept smashing it with stones.

At that moment, she regretted it a little.

As soon as Gong Sheng walked out of the main hall, Lao Situ took a group of martial arts people to stop Gong Sheng, and then said in a strange manner: "The eldest prince, the king has an order, saying that the weather is getting colder, and the eldest prince should stay in this palace." ”

Gong Sheng closed his eyes and frowned slightly, then regained his cold and arrogant look, and said condescendingly to Lao Situ: "Gongsun Qing, don't think that I don't know what unsightly calculations you have. Hmph, that's ridiculous. My father is a vast country, how can you and other shameless people be able to calculate? ”

Gongsun Qinggui laughed and replied: "The eldest prince, the young master of Qinglong Villa, you are a miserable old man." ”

Gong Sheng looked around, and saw that He Jiu and the few palace people he brought were gone, and he understood what was going on.

He said with a cold face: "Are you trying to threaten my father with my life? Hahaha, it's ridiculous. I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm not a prince, I'm just a disciple who has lost a confidant. ”

When Gongsun Qing heard this, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart, he wasn't sure whether Ji Gongsheng was the eldest prince or not, but he was also inseparable from the royal family of that dynasty.

"Come on, look at it." Gongsun Qing instructed a subordinate to drive the lost palace student back to the main hall.

"A few of you, give me a good supply of good food and drink, and you will take care of both of them, and wait for me to come back and dispose of them." After speaking, Lao Situ hurriedly left to find King Bao.

Qizhao slowly got up from the ground with tears in her eyes, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that Ji Gongsheng had returned to the main hall quietly.

Qi Zhao hurriedly wiped away his tears, stepped aside and saluted, "See the eldest prince." ”

Gong Sheng glanced at her with squinted eyes, hummed softly from his nose, and then walked straight to the window of the side hall, he picked up the short flute pinned to his waist and played it faintly.

When Qi Zhao heard it, the strong reluctance and love were all melted into the sad and sad tune of the short flute, like a lonely grave standing in the cold mountains, and the son's plain clothes and the cold wind mourning his deceased wife.

She was heartbroken, got up and stepped forward to hug Gong Sheng from behind and said, "I'm sorry, I'm Qing'er, I'm still alive." ”

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