The sun is approaching the west, the clouds on the horizon are dazzling, and a group of geese fly gracefully towards the red sun, gradually turning into black dots and melting into the sun.

I stood in the high pavilion of the Imperial Garden, the evening breeze was blowing, it was very refreshing, and I could still hear the babbling opera in the distance.

King Mu and I stood side by side, looking at the sunset on the horizon, our eyes calm and relaxed. The afterglow sprinkled his whole body, soft and moving.

Calling me out, he just watched the scene quietly and didn't speak. But I was the first to speak: "King Mu, don't like to listen to dramas? ”

He smiled faintly: "I don't like today's tone." ”

For a long time, until the sun went below the horizon, and even the afterglow could not be seen. His gaze finally turned to me: "The prince's congratulatory gift to my father today is a strange thing. ”

I also thanked: "Thanks to the prince's advice." ”

"It's not a secret that my father is good at calligraphy and painting, but it's hard to have this intention." He looked at me and asked gently, "I wonder how you could have imagined that?"

Looking at his clear-eyed face, calm in his eyes, I finally knew why he called me out.

He wanted to test me.

He must have wondered how I, as a person from a poor family, could know how to use a magnet for something so lofty in this era.

It is likely that he had already begun to doubt me, and this time confirmed his suspicions even more.

"Back to the prince's words, after returning from the prince's palace, the slave maid still had no clue, and had to go to the prince's library to find books, but I didn't expect to be bumped into a dead mouse by the slave and maid's blind cat, and quoted such a method."

After saying this, I have exhausted my life's acting skills, and even I almost believe that it is true.

King Mu nodded slightly, turned around and walked to the stone bench, lifted his robe down in a chic manner, pointed to the stone bench opposite, and smiled and motioned for me to go over and sit.

I was really tired after standing for a day, and I wanted to go over and sit but felt rude.

My hesitation seemed to be in his eyes, he smiled lightly twice, his voice was clear, and said to me: "You don't have to be restrained in front of me, everyone in my palace knows my temperament, and they are very comfortable in front of me." ”

I said it earlier, I was relieved to go and sit down, and only after sitting down did I remember to say thank you.

How good it would have been if I had served him at the beginning, but when I thought about it, I didn't have any literary talent, and people who were just a little smart couldn't look down on him.

"There are indeed a lot of books in the prince's library, which one did you just say you were reading? I'll check it out next time. He looked at me and said, his face as warm as jade.

My heart was pounding. His face was still silent, and he smiled: "Oh, you said that book...... Yo, look at the slave's memory, I can't remember what my name is for a while. ”

He was still smiling shallowly, and the wind blew, and his purple clothes slowly floated.

"It's okay, tomorrow you can borrow it from the prince and send it to my palace."

I was chilled. Let me go and make him a copy! This King Mu can always push me into a corner, and I really shouldn't lie in front of him.

"There are too many books, so the slave and maid will go back and look for them for the prince." All I can say is that if he insists on reading it, I will say that I can't find it, and I can't find it, because there is no such book at all.

"If you can't find it, just leave it." He said.

I was taken aback by the sudden transformation. But I couldn't see any clue from his ever-gentle face and unwavering eyes.

I seemed to have fallen into the trap again, and he wasn't trying to get me to get the book in front of him, but he was testing my reaction, and it was clear that he had already done it.

I felt the slightest burning on my face, and I was still trying to keep smiling, but I knew that my expression was definitely different from before, and I could barely smile in embarrassment and politeness.

"The prince is thirsty, the slave maid will make you tea." After a few meetings, I could tell that he loved tea.

His eyes rolled, he thought for a moment and said, "Don't be busy yet." I just remembered one thing, you said that your father taught you orally, so you can read but not write, so why can you read books? ”

I was speechless when I asked this. The evening breeze in the attic is very cool. But my heart was beating faster and I was sweating profusely.

I paused for a moment before saying, "Although the slave can't write, it's rare to have some talent, and I know some of the words I've seen. ”

"I can read a book with just a few words, and it seems that the book is easy to understand, so I should have seen it myself. Don't be afraid to find it, every book in the library is registered, you should know that, right? He looked at me deeply.

I nodded stupidly, feeling that my face really couldn't hang up, and it must be as ugly as a bitter gourd at this time.

I really can't make it up anymore, and I don't dare to continue making it up, it's likely that I'm continuing to lie while leaving him with new flaws.

He looked at me calmly, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the marble table with the rhythm of the opera in the distance.

I felt like the air was about to freeze, and my head was uncontrollably buried deeper and deeper, staring at my toes.

Suddenly, his breath trembled on the other side, and there was a burst of laughter with unknown meaning.

I looked up at him, only to see that his eyes were bright, his smile was proud, and his voice was clearer and more refreshing than the horns on the stage. Usually he smiles lightly, but it is the first time I see him smile so exaggeratedly, his eyes are bent into peach blossom eyes, gentle and amazing.

Although he was laughing at me, I wasn't angry at all, alas~ This is Yan Kong's most unproductive performance. Even afraid that he would laugh like a fool alone, I laughed cooperatively for a while.

He finally stopped smiling and looked at me softly, his eyes sparkling with sparkles, fascinating, but I knew it was a little tear from laughter.

"Let's go make tea."

"Yes."

I finally waited for this sentence and ran downstairs.

Didn't I meet a fake King Mu! The palace people said that King Mu was handsome, humble, talented, merciful and kind. Was that guy in the attic really him?

If only there was a mobile phone, record his stupid appearance, and then make a GIF emoji and send it to the large group of the court, it will definitely explode in an instant.

When I returned to the attic with my tea, he was standing at the corner of the handrail and looking out from the railing, his back standing tall and beautiful.

I put the tea down and called him softly, but he didn't look back, just said, "Come and see." ”

I walked up to him and looked down from the attic, which was in a great position to see almost the whole palace.

At this time, the sky is getting late, the lights are on, all the palaces and pavilions are lamped, and the eyes are full of countless lights, like the stars in the sky, a brilliant and gorgeous. Among them, the Imperial Garden is particularly prosperous and eye-catching, and the stage is still dancing with long sleeves and singing melodiously.

I was amazed, "It's beautiful." ”

"Hmm." He said: "Xiaoyin Pavilion is the highest attic in the palace, and I often come here. ”

I nodded. Originally, I was going to find an excuse to leave when the tea was brought up, but at this time, the breeze was blowing and looking at the endless lights, I was a little reluctant to leave.

"Sing a song." He suddenly turned to look at me with a sincere look in his eyes.

I was a little stunned, the last time I sang that virtue, I thought it would leave a permanent psychological shadow on him, but I didn't expect that the endurance was quite strong.

"Okay." Unlike last time, this time I was in a relaxed mood, so I calmly searched in the brain music library, thanks to my usual music style, elegant and vulgar appreciation, ancient songs are not lacking.

"May there be Mu Xiqing in the mountains here, and the stars last night are just like you"

"The body has no wings, but the heart has a little spirit"

"May the world, spring and autumn and heaven and earth, there is only one you in your eyes, bittersweet and joyful, joyful and joyful, and full of gains and losses..."

A song "Mountains and Trees", the style of music is beautiful and smooth, the timbre of this little girl in my body is good, but the voice is immature, and the high notes are whining, I still like my own voice.

I don't know if King Mu is satisfied, I turned my head to look at him, and saw that he was stunned, the lights in the four corners of the attic made his face white, his facial features were clearly engraved as if engraved, and the inkstone-like pupils reflected the lights in the distance, and this moment was thrillingly beautiful.

"Lord Wang?"

He reacted, glanced at me, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "You sing very well." And he added, "Last time." ”

“…… Xie Wang Ye praised. "I smiled a little embarrassedly, about the last time it was most likely that he was reassuring me, but this time I was relaxed, and it was really close to the real level.

King Mu This is the real artistic appreciation, which is like the prince's mountain cannon, actually insulting my singing skills.

"It's just that I always feel that your songs are different, very beautiful but unfamiliar." He looked at me inquiringly.

"Oh. Xu is a slave and maid wandering from south to north, and the music is all flavorful. "No matter how ancient the song is, it is also from the 21st century, can it be strange!

He nodded heavily: "Good skewers, good skewers." After speaking, he turned around and walked to the tea cup, poured the tea himself, and read leisurely in his mouth: "May there be wood in the mountains here, and the stars last night are just like you......"

"Good song!" He sat down, shook his head on the tea leaves, blew lightly, took a sip, saw him move, then put down the teapot, sat up straight and looked at me.

"What's the matter, lord?" I don't know why.

"If you sing another song, I might consider drinking this tea." He said lightly.

"......" My face was hot, and the fool understood that it was a roundabout saying that the tea I made was unpalatable.

It's not the first time I've made tea, and the prince hasn't disliked it, so I'm unwilling, so I picked up the teacup and tasted it, the cup he had just drunk.

He looked at him with a certain look of surprise. And don't forget to remind: "Be careful of burning." ”

At the same time, my tongue was burned, but fortunately I was strong enough not to show it at all.

I really don't think there's anything wrong with this tea, isn't that what the tea tastes like?

He kept looking at me and was expecting what I had to say.

I rubbed the burn on my tongue, pondered for a moment, and had to say, "The slave really doesn't know how to make tea." ”

He smiled, and the smile was proud: "Okay, I'll teach you." ”

Originally, I only compromised to make him happy, but after listening to him talk about the way of tea, I realized that I really didn't understand, and I hadn't even heard many of the steps.

It's no wonder that a tea taster like him can't speak the same day as ordinary people, and it's normal to be picky.

Suddenly, the sky brightened, and then there was a thud and then it fell back into darkness. It's fireworks! It is like a delicate flower blooming in the dark curtain, gorgeous and stunning.

"Come to my palace tomorrow at noon." He said to the sound of fireworks.

I was shocked: "What? ”