The sound of the flute repertoire turned, blowing a lingering tune, the tone of grievance lingering, warm veins, in this autumn high and cool time, the wind is calm and flat, the clouds are thousands of miles, and the sky is flying. (Just go to the Pen Fun Pavilion)

Borrow the white crane from afar to bring him a piece of lovesickness: I wish you a smooth journey, Jun put up colorful flags in the city gate tower, and welcome the beautiful woman who returned triumphantly.

Full of tenderness, blowing a long-distance lovesickness is white.

Sweet memories and melancholy feelings are mixed together. The ethereal mood followed the white crane all the way, echoing in the twilight for a long time.

The sound of the flute gradually drifted away with a row of white cranes, and there was an elongated trill at the end, revealing that the flute man had lost a normal heart at this time, erased the dust of fame and fortune, and exiled himself undisguised in front of the white cranes and the mountains.

The harmonious music listened to the prince's ears and turned into a discordant sound, the prince's heart began to sink, and the sunset hit his body, stretching his figure obliquely, and slowly being swallowed by the shadow of the tree,

The prince rode on the red-maned horse, no longer urging the horse forward, but looked at the white crane in the distance and walked farther and farther, and gradually could not see the shadow flying in the sky, and the white clouds were empty for thousands of years. The sky was clear and clear.

The black whirlwind snorted, and restlessly stepped on the ground with his front hooves, Cai Jianyi pulled the reins and shouted in a low voice: "Things that don't have long eyes, I don't see that the prince is unhappy." ”

The red-maned fiery horse also followed the black whirlwind, snorting, flicking its tail and raising its head and neighing.

The call of the two fiery horses did not attract the attention of the prince, who still sat upright on the horse as he was, with an extremely gloomy expression on his face.

"Who is so bold?" As soon as Cai Jian pulled the reins, the black whirlwind slammed like lightning, blowing a whirlwind, and rushed to the hillside with anger, he looked around and found nothing. When he rode back, he saw that the prince was not getting better, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. It's getting late, it's time to go.

The prince was silent, he had no intention of leaving, and he was not easy to urge, so he had to scan the scenery around him with his eyes.

The sunset reflects the mountains, the glow pours, there are a few trees sparsely growing on the hillside, and the sunset shines through the layers of leaves, the golden light shines, bursting out of ten thousand rays of light.

In the blink of an eye, the sun set, the glow faded, the twilight fell, and the mountain in front stood abruptly, gloomy and dim.

The prince's face was gloomy, the joy just now had disappeared, and he was drained of his spirit and looked sluggish.

He rushed back to the capital day and night, looking forward to seeing Ziwei, saying goodbye to her, and seeing her off, what he saw was this scene, why can't he be the protagonist, he always inadvertently knows some unknown secrets, how similar this situation is to the past.

A year ago, he rode through a hillside, and a wisp of beautiful piano sound, coming from behind the distant mountain, made ripples in his heart, and on a whim, he pulled Xiao from his waist, and followed the sound of the piano to harmonize, forming a harmonious and beautiful movement that broke through the sky.

It is like the sound of heaven that haunts him, and he often echoes in his mind that you are the wind, I am the cloud, follow you to the edge of the sky, and a song will set a lifetime.

In order to find this ethereal voice, he walked all over the mountains, but there was no trace of the beauty.

He had no choice but to conceal his identity and set up a green building, drunk and lying in the flowers, looking for fragrant grass, he believed that as long as he worked hard, the iron rod would be sharpened into a needle.

The sky has eyes, and his sincerity touched the heavens, and he finally found the girl he liked in the green building. She is the Purple Jade Girl.

Since then, Ziyu has taken root in his heart, in order to give her a better future, he is willing to give everything for this, ready to go back to the palace to ask his father for marriage, ask his father for marriage, and use a marriage to firmly tie her to his side, let her stand by his side, and share his happiness with him. Join him in guiding the country.

Before he could speak. His father actually gave him a marriage and gave him the notorious crape myrtle of Qiguo as the crown princess, he stuck to the persistence in his heart, how can the notorious crape myrtle compare with the holy purple jade? He did not hesitate to refuse on the spot.

The world makes people, who knows that Ziyu is the notorious crape myrtle. It is really a leaf and a cover, and Ziwei uses the name of Ziyu among the people to show that she has a holy heart.

With a fresh and beautiful tune, she subverted the notorious spread in the market, and she told the world with her heart: she does not seek fame and fortune, she is indifferent to fame and fortune.

It gives people a kind of tranquility and far-reaching, advocating nature and washing away the beauty of the world.

When he lifted the dark clouds and saw the moon, he knew the true face of Lushan. There was some derailment in the development of things, and some things went wrong.

He missed the perfect opportunity for his father's marriage, and he regretted it and tried desperately to make up for his mistake.

Who knows, all this is his wishful thinking, she forgot the interesting story between them, since she has already played the flute and the song with him, she should not play the flute and the song with King Yu?

Shouldn't she have done that? In doing so, she was betraying the agreement between them.

A chill gathered in the prince's eyes, his handsome face had the footprints of time, his thin beard was gloomy and cold, his long messy hair was baptized by wind and frost, and his deep eyes were sad and nostalgic, looking at a high mountain in front of him, and he longed to raze this mountain to the ground, and to see how the people he had been thinking about betrayed him.

Suddenly, the prince pulled out the Xiao from his waist, holding the two ends of Xiao with both hands, ready to break it from it.

"Prince, no, how could you break the thing you love the most with your own hands?" The prince's abnormal behavior aroused Cai Jian's vigilance, Cai Jian had already come to the prince's side, and saw that the prince was about to break Chang Xiao, whom he regarded as a treasure, and immediately understood that the qin flute and Ming just now had angered the prince, and he knew the status of this root Xiao in the prince's mind, and he was afraid that the prince would break his beloved things in a moment's whim, and regret it afterwards, when the prince would spread his anger on him, blaming him for not speaking out in time to stop him.

The prince's movements faltered slightly. Cai Jian's hand pressed on the prince's hand to prevent the prince from destroying his beloved things.

"Fuck off." The prince swung his fist at Cai Jian, Cai Jian's body deviated, and he dodged the prince's fierce blow, but his hand still managed to press on the prince's hand, and he never let go, he whispered to the prince: "The prince, please calm your anger." ”

Suddenly, the disappeared white crane appeared in front of the prince's eyes again, the white crane cried softly, the sound was bursting, as if to arouse the prince's hope, the sunset sprinkled the last trace of afterglow on the prince's body, burning hope behind him, and the shadow of the lonely peak merged with him. There was silence all around, and only my own heartbeat was heard.

The prince looked up to the sky and laughed, pulled Xiao out of Cai Jian's palm, and swayed Xiao who almost lost his freedom,

He jumped down from his horse, moved as he pleased, and waved Xiao, a Xiao sword, a kind of stormy sword qi Ling Ran, followed the shadow.

The autumn breeze rises, and the yellow sharman dances on the flat ground, wearing an ice blue robe, dancing with the wind. He shuttled through the dust, he took Xiao as the pen, the ground as the paper, and the heart as the ink, writing the moment of parting, all things in heaven and earth, the stars turned and moved, things were people, and love was unavoidable.

Swaying Xiao intercession: What is love?

The red-maned horse felt the anger of its master, and it raised its front hooves and roared, and the neighing of the horse woke the prince from his intercession, leaving a cloud of dust flying in the sky, and he turned on his horse with a wild laugh.

The horses began to gallop with their hooves raised. Cai Jian looked at this quite human BMW with grateful eyes: Red-maned fierce horse, thank you, it's not you, the prince doesn't know how long he will be angry? It was you who reminded the prince that the hour is not early, so let's get on the road early.

Cai Jian turned over and got on the horse, carefully following behind the prince, accompanying the prince. He was secretly shocked in his heart, I don't know which daring guy is blowing what Xiao, blowing the prince is angry, he is really looking for death, secretly looking for a secret guard to investigate, who dares to stop the prince from returning to Beijing today? Who chose this time to blow Xiao on the way back to Beijing on the prince's way back to Beijing and provoke the prince, these two things may have been done by one person, and he will not be spared if he is found.

Cai Jian wanted to break his head, but he couldn't guess who it was?

There are many people who can play the flute and the piano, and he has not seen anyone with such high attainments, and the people of Qiguo know that the prince and King Yu love Xiao, and the two have very high attainments, and they have heard others talk about it in private, and the level of the two is between the two of them, and they both play well. In terms of the skills of blowing Xiao alone, King Yu is slightly better than the crown prince.

The prince's is designed to regulate emotions and relax himself.

And King Yu pays attention to skill, and his voice is beautiful and beautiful when he blows the flute.

The prince must have heard a hint from the flute and the song, and guessed who the person who played the flute and the person who played the piano was?

As the saying goes: insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the liveliness. Cai Jian pricked up his ears to listen, but he didn't hear a single ugly person, and he didn't know anything about the horizontal and vertical music.

But the prince is proficient in music theory, he is very familiar with King Yu's skills, and suddenly found King Yu's voice from the passionate flute sound. This is the voice of a man who loves a woman, who can touch this proud heart in the whole world, there is only one person and that is Ziwei.

Cai Jian wanted to ask the prince several times, but the words slipped back into his mouth, and he didn't dare to touch the tiger's tail and make the prince angry.

So, Cai Jian muttered to himself at the horse: "Horse, you have to walk with long eyes, pay attention to me, who was making trouble just now, I will not spare him if I catch him." ”

"You know, so what?" A cold word sent by the wind.

Cai Jian was overjoyed, the prince finally had a reaction, as long as the prince was conscious, he said fiercely: "I was caught by this general, and I will be punished for disturbing the order, and he will be punished with a hundred military sticks." ”

The prince vented, his mood was much better, and when he saw Cai Jian's ignorance, a trace of ridicule flashed in his gloomy eyes.

"It's King Yu, do you dare?" The prince counted Cai Jian in a mocking tone.