Yun Chu gave Feng Wuchen a seat, and Feng Wuchen sat down.

"Does the princess usually like music?" Mrs. Bowanghou asked with a smile.

The music rhythm is a thing, Yun Chu has worked hard for Zhong Lin in his last life. Everything he once liked, Yun Chu dabbled.

"I know a little bit about it." Yun Chu nodded.

"But it's a coincidence. The eldest son of the old body is also very fond of music. Mrs. Bowanghou smiled, "It's better to let him play another song for the princess." ”

Yun Chu originally wanted to refuse, but his eyes swept away slightly. Seeing the smile in the corner of his eye, the words changed when they reached his lips.

"Okay." Yun Chu nodded.

I think it's a little wrong. I can't tell what's wrong.

Feng Wuchen gestured, put the flute under his lips again, and looked at Yun Chu with a melted gaze.

He played a song that was widely circulated in Daqi, but unlike others, he seemed to be a few notes lower, and the flute slowly flowed out, with a feeling of crying and complaining, and when he listened to it, he felt that the tune seemed to be telling her something.

The flute sound was low, and gradually seemed to flow into the bottom of Yun Chu's heart, becoming a kind of telling, which seemed to be able to pull out the deep, deep things hidden in her heart.

It seems that the joys, sorrows, and sorrows experienced in the previous life, everything is hooked out from the deepest part of my heart by the sound of the flute. Every scene she experienced was unfolded before her eyes like a picture scroll.

She felt her soul float up, as if she had died in the past, walking through the vast wasteland, walking through the snow, walking through the splendid palaces, wandering among the worlds, watching everything change and develop under her eyes, and she was just a transparent ghost, letting joy, anger and sorrow happen in front of her, she couldn't laugh, she couldn't laugh, she couldn't be sad.

She hated it and tried to think of some good memories. She's been laughing at everything since she was reincarnated, so just laugh.

She tried hard to shake off the pictures floating in her mind, but those pictures kept surging like a tide, wave after wave.

Suddenly, her head hurt, as if something really seemed to be pulling out of her body, Yun Chu slammed the table, "That's enough!" Stop blowing! She let out a loud shout.

The flute stopped abruptly, but her headache was getting worse and worse, mixed with the feeling of wanting to vomit, and she suddenly raised her eyes. There was already a faint bloodshot under his eyes.

"What's wrong with the princess?" Mrs. Bowanghou was frightened by Yun Chu's suddenly pale face, and asked with concern.

Yun Chu held on to the armrest of the chair and panted lowly, "Madam, this palace" Before she finished these four words, people began to dizzy.

She felt a flash of white light in front of her, and the whole person collapsed limply on the chair.

"Princess!" When Pu Jia saw this situation, her frightened face suddenly changed color.

Although the princess of her own family is weak, she has never fainted without warning like this time. She was really frightened by Yun Chu.

"Doctor Chuan!" Mrs. Bowanghou was also frightened by Yun Chu's sudden fainting, and she was busy with her body, holding Yun Chu's body that couldn't stop sliding.

The Marquis of Bowang's Mansion was suddenly in chaos.

Feng Wuchen watched coldly as everyone carried the fainting Yun Chu into the backyard, and then lowered his eyes to look at the flute in his hand.

The soul attraction technique was almost successful, and he was able to peek into what Yun Chu was hiding in the depths of his heart, but it was a pity. It's just a little bit of time, as long as he is given a little longer, Yun Chu will not interrupt his flute.

It was he who was a little anxious.

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, and also raised his legs to keep up with everyone's chaotic steps.

It stands to reason that if the Qin Wangfu intends to cause an incident, then it should deliberately approach the Feng family. But judging from Yun Chu's performance, although she came to match, her performance was not very enthusiastic.

Could it be that there is no shortage of horses and iron tools in the Qin Palace? Or was his estimate wrong, and King Qin didn't mean that at all?

When he didn't see Yun Chu, the future of his calculations was completely different from what he was calculating now.

Is this the change that comes with the appearance of the Soul Breaker?

When Yun Chu was still in Fangshan County, the fortune of the Feng family calculated by Feng Wuchen was extremely high, and he could even go to the highest place of power, but now, the Feng family has a faint decline. This one comes and goes, and the difference is too great.

That's why he took the opportunity of Yun Chu's visit today to try Yun Chu.

He had used it once before against Yun Chu, but he was counterattacked.

After a month, he tried it again just now, and found that Yun Chu's will was completely unshakable, so he took the risk and used the Soul Attraction Dafa, the distance between him and her was just right, coupled with the effect of the Soul Suppression Jade, he could peek into what she was thinking.

But it still failed.

The last time he failed because of his junior brother, so what is the reason for his failure this time?

Feng Wuchen stood in the open space outside the room, watching the maids in the house keep coming in and out, thoughtful.

"Imperial Doctor Yan, the princess is inside." Rigor came quickly, and it didn't take long for him to be led inside by the people in the Wind Mansion.

Strictly looked at Yun Chu, who was lying on the soft couch with faint bloodshot at the corners of his mouth, and he stomped his feet for a while.

What kind of demon is this princess doing!

After he checked Yun Chu, his brows furrowed, the princess was overly worried?

No, the princess has always been a thoughtful person, how could she be so sad and sad?

Besides, the point of vomiting blood and fainting is usually caused by accumulation for a long time, and Yun Chu was still alive when he left in the morning.

He looked suspiciously at the people standing in the room in the Bowang Marquis Mansion, why did it only take a few hours to become like this?

"What has the princess ever done?" Rigor asked.

"It's just a song of lovesickness." Mrs. Bowanghou said.

"Oh." Yan frowned and nodded, could it be that the princess missed General Murong like this?

It's not right, if it's because of excessive longing, then why didn't it show it in the princess's mansion?

Rigorous is also a little incomprehensible, forget it, since you can't figure it out, don't think about it, the top priority is to stabilize the princess's mind first.

"The princess should not move now." Rigor said to Mrs. Bowanghou, "You have to recuperate and wait for her to wake up, so Madame, you may also need to borrow a precious land." ”

"Okay." Mrs. Bowanghou was busy saying yes.

Strictly applied a golden needle to Yun Chu, and then immediately opened a prescription to come out, asked the location of the kitchen of Bowanghou's Mansion, and went to grab the medicine and boil the medicine himself.

Since taking over Yun Chu's illness, all of Yun Chu's medicines have come from him.

This rigor is never pretended.

Yun Chu's health is not good, if someone messes up the properties of the medicine, it will be a worse thing.

"When will the princess wake up?" Mrs. Bowanghou asked quietly.

Rigor looked at Yun Chu and shook his head, "This official can't say for sure." ”

Mrs. Bowanghou secretly stuffed a few silver tickets over, "The Princess's Illness"

Rigorously looked at Mrs. Bowanghou, "The princess has always been in poor health, but it's not a matter of hospitality in the house." ”

Mrs. Bowanghou relieved her heart and smiled slightly, "These silver are the hard work of the Imperial Doctor." ”

After thinking about it rigorously, he still accepted it. It doesn't matter if the money is not against conscience and principles.

Yun Chu seemed to have fallen into the boundless darkness, her head hurt, and her chest hurt.

I don't know how long this darkness lasted, so long that she thought she would never be able to get out of it for the rest of her life, when she suddenly heard a beautiful piano sound, the piano sound was private, ethereal, she got up suddenly, followed the piano sound, and gradually, the darkness around her body slowly dispersed like a thick fog, leaving a piece of clarity.

Yun Chu suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Princess, are you awake?" Pu Jia looked at Yun Chu in surprise and joy. "Thirsty? Do you want to drink water? ”

"This is" Yun Chu looked around a little puzzled, and slowly remembered, but there was a throbbing pain from the brain.

"This is the Marquis of Bowang's Mansion." Pu Jia immediately helped Yun Chu and sat up, "Princess, you've been dizzy for a day." It really scared the slave to death. ”

Dizzy? Yun Chu settled down, oh, by the way, it seems to have fainted.

But because of what dizziness, she seems to be a little unable to remember. See the East Garbage.

"Am I sick?" Yun Chu asked, covering his chest.

"yes." Pu Jia nodded, her eyes full of melancholy.

The sound of the piano came again, Yun Chu listened attentively, by the way, she was guided out of the black fog by such a piano sound, her brain was a little swollen and painful, she couldn't remember what happened before, she remembered that she saw Feng Wuchen, listened to him play the flute, and then fainted.

The sound seemed to have a really soothing power, and her headache seemed to lessen a little.

"Help me up." Yun Chu stretched out his hand towards Pu Jia, "I want to go out for a walk." ”

"Princess, you've just woken up, and it's getting dark outside." Pu Jia persuaded him.

"It's okay, I'm not going far." Yun Chu smiled at Pu Jia, "I'm just going to see who the person playing the piano is." ”

Pu Jia knew that she couldn't talk about Yun Chu, so she could only nod helplessly, found a coat to put on Yun Chu, and then pulled Yun Chu's long hair a little, and helped her out.

Walking into the courtyard, the sound of the piano was much louder, and Pu Jia helped Yun Chu to walk in the direction where the sound came,

After a not very long flower path, Yun Chu came to a courtyard, the courtyard gate looked very rustic, the door was hidden, and Yun Chu walked in.

There is a small exquisite pavilion in the courtyard, standing at the water's edge, the water surface is calm without waves, the Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, the moon is still very round, bright hanging in the sky, the moon shadow is reflected on the water, sparkling, as if sprinkled with a layer of silver, in the pavilion, a young man in plain clothes and black hair has his back to Yun Chu, looking at the figure, Yun Chu recognized him, it is the wind and no dust.