Caring for him, first, out of genuine concern...... He had been poisoned in order to save her, though the poison might not have been too violent, otherwise he would not have been able to stand here in good spirits and give usury, as to how he had saved her...... I won't discuss it for now; First, I hope to be able to add less interest for the sake of what she cares about......

His eyes flashed...... Some people seem to have said too much to her......

"It's all right." He turned his gaze to the sparkling water.

The reflection of the rockery was a little vague, and a cloud was slowly moving by, so the vanity seemed to sink.

The clouds are rising, could it be raining?

Yuwen Xuancang, aren't you going to rush back before the rainy season? Is it too late?

"Why is the prince here?"

It must be said that this is indeed a doubt, and this question has also caused some panic.

"Why is Miss Jinling here?"

She was not good at lying, and that gaze alone betrayed the panic in her heart...... He suddenly regretted his actions.

"I knew that the Qionghua here bloomed well, but I was too busy to watch it in previous years. I have nothing to do today, but I don't want to come a few days early...... Isn't Miss Jinling as confused as I am? ”

In just a few words, the embarrassment between the two was resolved, and it was also reasonable, which made Su Jinling feel that it was her own nervousness that caused her to be overhearted.

"It seems that it is useless to wait any longer, it will rain again, it is better to ......"

Seeing her look up at the sky, her gaze rested on the heaviest cloud, and her expression was even darker than the dark cloud.

This sentence was really an unintentional mistake, and he didn't want to hurt her.

"You haven't recovered yet, so go back and rest early."

Su Jinling said goodbye silently, and as soon as Fang turned around, she suddenly felt pain in her ankle, and before she could fall, she had already had a hand to support her.

"This step is really harmful," Yuwen Xuanyi looked at her and barely stood up: "It's better to ...... I'll send Miss Jinling back......"

"Don't dare to bother the prince, the slave is still ......"

As soon as I moved, I felt more pain...... They were all in a hurry when they came, and they twisted so badly, it was really hard for her to stand upright for so long.

Yuwen Xuanyi was already clamping the slender arm, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "Are you afraid that being with this king will damage the girl's reputation?" ”

"How so? The slave is ......," Su Jinling was anxious to argue.

"That's fine. Miss Jinling rest assured, if anyone dares to talk nonsense, this king will cut off his tongue ......"

Su Jinling stared at him in disbelief...... How could this virtuous king, who is famous at home and abroad, be so violent?

But he smiled when he saw him: "It's just that this king is very idle today, so he has the opportunity to repay the girl's kindness." ”

Su Jinling was stunned.

Yuwen Xuanyi sighed: "I am busy on weekdays, thank you Miss Jinling for accompanying my mother on my behalf......"

I saw that his face changed from the previous banter, showing a rare solemnity, and there was an indescribable sadness, compared with the usual charm of the spring breeze, he was even more regretful at this moment.

Su Jinling once suspected that his filial piety was only for others to see, because it was more worthy of his good name. But only now did I realize that there are too many things that cannot be just taken at the surface. She only knew that he was handsome, and she had always thought that this kind of person was an embroidered pillow, unusable, and everything was put on show, the purpose of which was nothing more than to attract people's attention. Just like him, even if he sincerely honors his mother, in the eyes of her and many people, it is actually to gain fame and fortune, and according to his intelligence, he is afraid that he also knows the intentions of others but never refutes it, and only smiles at people, so it cannot but be said to be hypocritical, but who really sees the bitterness in his heart through his smile like a spring breeze?

The wind blew her hair around her eyes, and the hem of his blue and white robes, which shone with a faint blue light, floated slowly.

He turned his head......

At this moment, the coldness and spring in the eyes were gone, only infinitely clear, like a pool of water, the veins were faint, but it had a greater charm than the previous demon Gu, which inexplicably attracted her heart, until the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, as if to say something, she realized that she didn't know how long she had been staring at him like this, and her cheeks were hot.

Yuwen Xuanyi smiled: "I'll send you back......"

Su Jinling later felt that she might have been hypnotized by him, why did she let him pinch her arm with two fingers without any objection? However, even with only two fingers, she was still able to hold her firmly, but she really couldn't walk fast, and her ankle became more and more painful, like a needle piercing through a fire, and the injury under her ribs was also followed by a dull pain.

Before he was halfway there, the wind became stronger, and the raindrops first dropped a few drops, smashing dark flowers on the bluestone slabs, and then they became dense, and in the blink of an eye, the lilac clouds and smoke were half wet.

The force on her arm suddenly increased, and before she could react, she felt that the person rose into the air, like a bird, fluttering over the green willow peach blossoms, stepping on the raindrops into a rainless land. When I looked closely, it was the Zhiyu Pavilion, and I was already sitting next to the piano.

"Wait for the rain to stop before leaving, I'm afraid that your illness will worsen if you are drenched in the rain like this......"

He was standing on her left side, exactly in the direction the wind was blowing. The wind fluttered with the wide sleeves of his robe and fluttered at his side, and the sound of hunting sounded.

Although this move was fluttering, she knew that the half of his body with his back to her was already soaked.

The curtain had already been attached to the pillars of the pavilion, and the rain crackled on the pavilion, and soon turned into a small waterfall and flew down, and the raindrops that fell on the carved railings flew and splashed on the strings, playing a low rhythm.

The two of them were silent, only listening to the rapid sound of the rain and the murmur of the piano.

Two little eunuchs ran by on the road with their heads covered, and the splash caused by their footsteps slightly broke the silence.

"Lord ......"

Is this call too low? It took a long time to see him turn his head, and his eyes seemed to fall on her face a little sloppy: "This year's rain is really early......

The sound was very slight, as slight as the breaking of raindrops on the strings.

A little unaware of his apprehension, he lowered his eyelashes slightly: "Listen to Niangniang, the prince's flute is played very well......"

If there is a flute sound, it may be able to alleviate this awkward silence.

His eyes finally focused, smiled, held the flute in his hand, and seemed to say to himself: "I don't know how well the flute is played, but it is accompanied by the sound of the piano?" ”

...... "This piece is most beautiful if it is played by the ensemble of piano and flute." After I have taught you, you and Yi'er will play a song for me, and it will be regarded as a thank-you banquet. Concubine Yu smiled......

However, before she could think about it, the sound of the flute slowly rose, although it was close to her ears, but it seemed to come from a very distant distance, through the rain and mist, carrying a faint fragrance, wisps, lingering in her ears.

It was the song "Lilac Snow".

Concubine Yu had already taught her a paragraph, saying that she had only learned this part at that time, and if she wanted to listen to it completely, she could only consult King Qingning.

So she practiced this piece very skillfully.

There is indeed a sense of sadness, but it is not enough to move people, and the present...... Is it because of the innate desolation of the flute? She only felt endless sorrow accompanied by the wet rain around her and her heart, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a misery.

There is an indescribable lovesickness in the song, and there is an indescribable fiery and affectionate feeling, all quietly and delicately floating in the gentle and tactful flute sound, melodious but heavy, helpless but tender.

How did the King of Guangling love that woman so deeply to write such a lingering and sympathetic song, that kind of silent care made people's hearts ripple bitterly, and how did King Qingning appreciate such a state of mind to interpret this song so heartwarming......

......"No matter how good the fingering is, no matter how skillful the technique is, if there is no emotion infiltrating it, no matter how good the song is, it will be ruined. "Lilac Snow" has been circulated for 300 years, and I don't know how exquisite the flute sound of King Guangling was at that time, but I have heard many people play it, and only Yi'er has the essence of it......"

His gaze seemed to fall on an unknown place through the oblique rain curtain, accompanied by the fluttering sleeves and the darkening sky, a little blurry and a little faint.

He doesn't seem to be playing, but telling a story, savoring a heartfelt event, but not someone else's encounter, but ...... Suddenly, for a moment, as if something had been pulled out of the body, and then turned around in an instant, and at the same time, there was a faint sound of thunder from a distance......

Before fear could rise, the nothingness that had gone and returned suddenly crashed into the body, as if it wanted to break through, but it couldn't get out, so it gave birth to countless sharp thorns, and quickly cut out countless small wounds. She could hear the cold hissing of sharp blades scraping against flesh. There was no blood, but there was a lot of pain. The pain was connected little by little, as if it was going to cut her into pieces......

Is it getting darker? Why can't she see anything clearly? Even the pale figure in front of him gradually darkened with layers of fog......

"Lord ......"

She stretched out her hand in confusion and touched the wisp of blue and white as if she was about to grasp a life-saving straw, but at this moment, it seemed that another sharp blade had cut her back, and the wisp of white fell into pitch black in an instant......

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The sound of the flute is faint, sad and sad.

Previously, he also played this song, thanking the King of Guangling for his deep affection. But he didn't understand, since he liked that woman, why didn't he fight for it? I've given up so much, what scruples do you have? Even if she knows that she is reading the official surnamed Gu, if she doesn't say what she wants, how will she know that you have done a lot for her? There are some things that she must understand, otherwise she can only regret them.

Now, when he saw her panting and rushing to Jing*Xiangyuan, and when he heard her call "Xuan ......" in surprise, he suddenly realized the unspeakable suffering of King Guangling...... If everything is even one step behind, it will gradually turn into a chasm, no matter how difficult it is to cross, you can only look at her, think of her, but you can't get close to her, even if you have a thousand thoughts, ten thousand kinds of tenderness, you can only be bound in your own heart......

Just like now, he is standing beside her, the only thing he can do is to shield her from the wind and rain, but he can't hug her, just like now, he can only use the flute to pour out his endless heart, but he can't say what he thinks to her......

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PS: At ten o'clock in the evening, add more O(∩_∩)O~