After Nie Peixiao came out of Yunfu Jingyuan, she only felt in a trance, and she didn't know how she returned to Muwangfu. Ever since he learned that the person playing the piano was not Yun Xiangrong, he had come to the back wall of the Yun Mansion every night, just hoping to hear the haunting sound of the piano again.

After waiting for many days, I finally heard it again tonight! Almost at the same moment when the tune sounded, he was sure that the person who played the piano must be the woman he liked, so he couldn't help but take out the jade flute and make peace with it, wanting to express his affection.

At the end of the song, there was no more piano music in the courtyard, and he couldn't hold back his thoughts and exploration for many days, so he jumped into the quiet garden from the back wall, and teamed up with the guard Feng Fei to knock out a few courtyards, wanting to go and find out the traces.

took out the gold mask prepared in advance and put it on, and following the flickering lights, Nie Peixiao saw a figure like a fairy from a distance, dressed in white and out of the world, sitting in front of the piano case and saying something to another person.

He slowly approached, not wanting to disturb the beauty, and hid in the dark to hold his breath and concentrate, asking himself that even the masters of the world could not easily discover this method. Sure enough, he deceived the female guard, but he also heard something that shocked him:

"Zhu Yang, you send Miss Mu Ge back to Qingyin Pavilion! I'll reply to Zhiyan myself. ”

"Now that there are few people in Yunfu, no one can calculate me, are you still afraid that something will happen to me halfway? Let's go! Don't let the second lady catch a cold. ”

Since the woman in white calls others "Second Miss", she is naturally not Yun Muge. Nie Peixiao couldn't help but approach, and recognized at a glance that this beautiful woman had a relationship with herself-on the day of Yunci's wedding.

Originally, he thought she was a favored maid in Yunfu, but unexpectedly, the subsequent conversation made his heart slowly fall into the endless abyss......

"Do you know where this is?"

"Concubines and widows occasionally stroke the piano and send them away. Since you have seen the true face of the concubine, please leave quickly. ”

"I hope you have not seen the events of this night. Leave. ”

"Your Excellency has lost a jade flute? Please also tell the address of the house, and the concubine will send someone back tomorrow. ”

……

This woman in white turned out to be Mrs. Izumi...... The head of the house who left the Xinhou Mansion, the legendary decisive, ruthless, unscrupulous, and relegated to the throne by her widow! It's the widow he despised and spurned so much! A widow who also wanted to stay away from it, and did not want to have any entanglement with it!

She really picked up his jade flute, and she really fulfilled this fate, but she ...... So ridiculous!

How could he believe it! How can you accept it! How can you let go! After returning to King Mu's mansion, Nie Peixiao broke into the wine cellar without saying a word, opened several jars of his seventh brother's private wine, and drunk himself with his head stuffy.

With the amount of alcohol he had, he hadn't been drunk for a long time, but this time, he was willing to get drunk, maybe he didn't want to wake up, didn't want to face that fact.

Such a beautiful woman...... If he hadn't seen her face, if he hadn't spoken to her, he would have only admired her—admiration for this woman's heart, and that incomparable tacit understanding.

However, the moment he saw her true face, the moment he heard her talk and laugh with the female guard in a gentle tone, he recognized who she was, and remembered the surprise he was when he first saw her that night.

Nie Peixiao suddenly felt that she had known this woman for a long time, as if they had already been involved in reincarnation countless times, and her every word and deed, every smile and smile was so consistent with the shadow in his heart!

A heartbeat that he had never felt before almost suffocated, almost ...... Loss.

finally suppressed the ecstasy and wanted to confirm her identity, unexpectedly...... In the end, it ended up like this, and I got such a cruel truth.

Maybe he is really mature, he used to linger in the flowers to find excitement, to find the pleasure of life from the hypocrisy of everyone, and to blindly adhere to the so-called royal pride, but in the end, he has nothing, nothing is good, and his heart is becoming more and more empty.

For the first time in twenty-one years, I fell in love with a woman, and I was more shocked and joyful than when I heard the sound of the piano a few years ago, and I was more regretful and desperate.

Nie Peixiao wanted to laugh, laughing and laughing but feeling bitter, and in the end he didn't know how many jars of wine he had drunk and how many varieties he had mixed in, in short, he was drunk, and for the first time he was drunk in the wine cellar without any scruples, and he didn't know how to comfort his absurd heartbeat.

Knowing that the result was so desperate was that it was better to never have hope. I knew it was so painful...... He would rather always regard the woman who played the piano as Yun Xiangrong......

The moment he fell drunk, a gloss flashed in the dim cellar, and it was the golden mask in his arms that fell out. Nie Peixiao stretched out her hand to pick it up, and slowly exerted her strength, and a crisp sound of metal shattering suddenly sounded, and the golden mask as thin as a cicada's wings was broken into two pieces.

The piano that was broken by the woman in white tonight......

*****

Her mind was groggy, and the throbbing pain in her chest made it difficult for Nie Peixiao to sleep peacefully, and somewhere in her heart seemed to be pierced into a soft object, sloppy, embedded, painful, and uncomfortable.

He had a dream, which was full of a beautiful face, which was fascinated by the light of the lamp, sometimes quiet and dignified, sometimes smiling like a flower, sometimes panicking, sometimes light and polite......

"Now that there are few people in Yunfu, no one can calculate me, are you still afraid that something will happen to me halfway? ……”

The words that Mrs. Chuxiu once said were deeply imprinted in Nie Peixiao's mind. Thinking of the rumored secrets of Yunfu in the world, he could almost imagine how much persecution this woman had endured and how much pressure she withstood her.

Even in his dreams, he was deeply heartbroken by this. A nineteen-year-old beautiful widow, if it is a widow of someone else's family, it is fine, but it turns out that Mrs. Xiu is the widow of Lixinhou. Only this identity separates the two of them from both sides of the world, not to mention being bosom friends, even if they want to communicate frankly, they are afraid that they can't.

The next day, when she woke up again, Nie Peixiao was already on the couch in her room. The fatigue of the hangover and the pins and needles headache made it difficult for him to get up, and when he thought of the words "Mrs. Dexiu", he only felt that last night was a nightmare.

Because he was too calculating, too persistent, and too obsessed, he had such a dream?

Nie Peixiao got up slowly, and was about to summon Feng Fei inside, but her eyes swept to see two broken masks on the table. Just this time, the feeling of drunkenness and death last night has returned...... Not a dream! It's all true......

Almost at this moment, Nie Peixiao made a decision - to leave Fangzhou as fast as possible! From now on, I will never have anything to do with the Yun clan again!

"Feng Fei." He called his guards in a hoarse voice.

"Your Highness." Feng Fei led the order into the house, and a few maids and fish behind him rushed in to serve the master to wash.

After getting up and dressing, Nie Peixiao picked up the teapot on the desk without saying a word, and drank a pot of cold tea in one go. At this point, as if he had quenched the burning thirst in his throat, he opened his mouth and asked Feng Fei, "Where is Seventh Brother now?" ”

The guard Feng Fei hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still replied truthfully: "His Royal Highness King Mu is now in the living room and will meet ...... Mrs. Dexiu. ”

With a "bang", Nie Peixiao put down the glass teacup in his hand heavily, stared at his face and was silent for a moment before he said, "Change my clothes again......"

*****

Mu Wangfu, to the living room.

"Madame wants to go to Jingzhou in person?" King Mu looked at Izuxiu and raised his eyebrows and asked.

Izuku nodded: "The affairs of the third master of my family, as well as the affairs of the little marquis Shen, depend on His Royal Highness." Early this morning, the concubine received a message from the flying pigeon, the third master has been released from prison safely, and Xiangrong and Shen Xiaohou have also moved out of the Wenchang Marquis Mansion......"

Izuku paused and said again: "The concubine wants to go over and take a look and take care of them for them." Especially the third master of my family has been taking care of business in Jingzhou for a long time, and the concubine also wants to take this opportunity to visit some family ministers and get acquainted with them officially. ”

Hearing this, King Mu unconsciously smiled: "With the prestige and status of Yunfu, why should Madame go to visit them in person?" They should have come to see you. ”

"Your Highness, don't torture the concubine." Izuku lowered her eyebrows and sighed helplessly: "Jingzhou is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the family of the princess is prosperous...... The Yun clan is not what it used to be, and it will rely on His Highness in the future. "The timely bowing of the head is in exchange for raising the head in the future, which Izuku finally saw through.

Her words really made King Mu very useful, but when she saw the latter smile charmingly, she replied: "It's Madame who has tormented this king." What is the Yun family's background and strength, outsiders don't know, but this king knows it very well. In the future, this king will be in charge of Nanxi, if Mrs. stands by and watches, I am afraid that my Nanxi will be depressed for a long time. ”

After all, most of the industries related to the life of the people, such as rice and flour, grain and oil, cotton and linen, Caoyun, and Qianzhuang, are controlled by the Yun family. Not to mention that the Yun Mansion also has a secret army, the Yun Clan's secret guards that have been raised for hundreds of years. How many people is this organization, and how strong is it, King Mu asked himself if he couldn't figure it out, and I'm afraid even Mrs. Chuxiu didn't fully understand it.

It's a pity that now that the north and the south are in turmoil, King Mu has no time to take care of the Yun family, and he can only appease and not uproot this first family in the north and south, and he can't completely eradicate it. Not to mention how much energy it will take to uproot the Yun Clan, just because of the consequences of this dangerous move, King Mu can't fully predict it:

He will be charged with ingratitude, and the old people of Daxi will not sit idly by, and the economic lifelines of various places will be damaged, and the Yun Clan's secret guards will also rise up...... The most important thing is that the Yun clan has been charitable for hundreds of years, and has a high prestige in the hearts of the people. If there really is a day when the Nanxi royal family tears its face with it, King Mu can't be sure who the people of the world will help......

The Yun clan's current bowing is just in exchange for future glory; And King Mu's friendship now is in exchange for the stability of the country.

After a lot of thoughts in secret, King Mu remained silent on his face, and then asked Xiu: "When does Madame plan to leave for Jingzhou?" This king is also good to see off his wife. ”

"Your Royal Highness is too polite, the concubine is ......"

Before Izuxiu finished his sentence, the housekeeper had already said outside: "Your Highness, Mrs. Izuxiu, the king of Chengjun has arrived." ”

"Quick." King Mu turned to look at Chu Xiu again: "My ninth brother, my wife has not officially met yet." It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and it's better to see you today. ”

"Your Highness......" was quite embarrassed. This King Mu clearly knew that he was Han Chu, and he also knew that the Nine Emperor Princes had written a poem "Zhu Xian Break", and now it was really embarrassing to meet the Nine Emperor Princes in front of him.

Izuku was thinking about it, but saw a tall figure that had entered in a dashing manner, it was Nie Peixiao, the ninth prince of Nanxi and the king of Chengjun.