The arrival of the emperor's eldest grandson is like a new sun, shining brightly, covering up all the dark ugliness in all corners. The depression after the Shangyuan Festival disappeared with the birth of the little prince of Rui Wangfu, and transformed into a group of real or false laughter inside and outside the palace, as if the cicada chrysalis had faded its shell and changed into a new gauze, who would remember the things that no one cared about in the first place.

This is the first grandson of Emperor Xuanwu, and he is naturally happy. The next day, he gave a name, a single name, and a meaning. Han, there are many waters, and there are hundreds of rivers in the sea, and there is the meaning of tolerance is great, which shows that this emperor's eldest grandson is quite loved by Emperor Xuanwu.

And the most important thing is that Jing Yu has another chip in hand.

Rui Wangfu is proud, naturally some people also want to get married through Mu Xuefu, although Mu Xuefu closed the door on the grounds of recuperating from injuries, but still couldn't stop the hearts of those who wanted to seek opportunities. It's just that in recent days, although she has not come forward, several gifts have been sent to her every day, saying that they are visiting her, but she wants to get closer to Rui Wangfu by using this reason.

The Chenwang Mansion is like this, and the Rui Wangfu is even more lively, not to mention the endless stream of guests in the palace, even the endless flow of carriages at the door can block the entire street tightly.

The injury on Mu Xuefu's arm recovered quickly, and Jing Rong asked Zhao Yi to specially develop the ointment for her, and after applying it for a few days, she was already more than half better. Although there are still scars, the wounds are no longer as hideous as they were then.

The plum blossoms are gone, at the beginning of the spring peach, the peach blossoms in the garden are purple and red, looking at it from afar, such as the morning glow paving the ground, condensing the spring flowers of a room.

Mu Xuefu sat lazily by the window, her slender jade fingers carelessly stirring the strings, this piano was specially brought by the eldest princess of Yong'an yesterday, and it was the Nine Heavens Ring Pei she played that day.

The eldest princess of Yongan and her husband came to visit, saying that it was because of the poor care that day that the accident occurred. In addition, she was injured and felt guilty, so she came to apologize.

Although Mu Xuefu didn't know why the eldest princess would be so condescending, she still accepted this heart.

The eldest princess of Yong'an is just that, and what surprised Mu Xuefu even more was that Princess Rong actually came to the house in person today. To say that she and Princess Rong haven't even spoken, let alone have no contact, and the meeting is just a salute, which makes Mu Xuefu a little confused.

It's just that this Princess Rong is also very strange, and she didn't talk much when she came, just drank two cups of tea, and then said a few words to let her rest more and left. She came and went in a hurry, which really made Mu Xuefu scratch her head.

just saw Princess Rong, which couldn't help but remind her of Jing Han.

Brother Yufang, do you remember me?

I have nothing to do, and I play a few times at will, but I am absent-minded, and it is not a tune in the end. Mu Xuefu's eyes wandered away from the tree that had lost the fragrance of plums, and unconsciously hooked her hands, the rhyme of the piano spread on her fingertips, and she waved a song of plum blossoms.

The atrium is full of mixed trees, and it is biased towards plum advice. Q: Why is it alone? Thinking of its frost can make flowers. Shaking the spring breeze and the spring day, Nian Er scattered and chasing the wind, there is no frost and no frost.

After a song, Mu Xuefu smiled lightly and muttered: "Nian'er is scattered and chasing the wind, am I not the withered plum blossoms, let the flowers bloom in the winter, and in the spring, if they can't drift away with the wind, I'm afraid they will be crushed into mud, but I don't know if they can still be fragrant." ”

Whether it is Jing Han or Jing Rong, it is not her destination, one day, she will be like a plum blossom in spring, scattered and windy, disappearing.

I closed my eyes, calmed down, and opened my eyes again, my eyes shining, exuding a spirit that could not be strengthened. When I played it again, I had already changed the tune. Different from the previous song, this one has a passionate tune and a generous melody, with a majestic momentum of a golden iron horse and swallowing mountains and rivers.

Jing Rong came when he heard the sound, and he came in without anyone passing it on. But he didn't come closer, just stood in the doorway and looked at her with burning eyes.

In one go, Mu Xuefu withdrew his hand, and then saw him standing aside. raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said, "Why don't you come." And he said, "Don't you come in yet, are you standing there stupidly and ready to be my doorman?" ”

Jing Rong smiled, walked to Mu Xuefu's side, stretched out his hand to her, and said, "I'm afraid of disturbing your Yaxing, so I didn't dare to speak out." When Mu Xuefu pushed the piano and stood up, he said: "If there are beautiful women to be seen every day, and wonderful sounds can be heard, this king doesn't mind being a doorman." ”

Mu Xuefu slapped his outstretched hand and said angrily: "Breath! I don't dare to let the dignified prince be the doorman, if that's the case, I won't be scolded to death by those people outside. ”

"Why bother with others?" Jing Rong touched the place where he was beaten, "This king is willing." ”

Mu Xuefu stared at him, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she was silent.

Jing Rong put his arms around her and sat on the soft chair, glanced at the piano, and said, "What kind of song was it just now?" This king has never heard you play. ”

"Guangling San" Mu Xuefu raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's also called Nie Zheng's assassination of Han Wangqu, haven't you heard of it?" ”

Jing Rong said: "I've heard of this name, but you know that this king doesn't know much about piano music, so I'm not very interested in these." It's just that why is it called Nie Zheng to assassinate Han Wangqu? ”

According to Qin Cao's records, Nie Zheng's father of the Warring States period forged a sword for the king of Han and was brutally killed due to a delay in the date, when he was not yet born. When he became an adult, his mother told him about it. Since then, Nie Zheng has been determined to avenge his father and assassinate the king of Han. He learned martial arts and swordsmanship, and infiltrated the palace of the Han king as a mason, but unfortunately his first assassination attempt was unsuccessful. Later, Nie Zheng fled into Mount Tai and learned the piano with the immortals, but he was afraid of being recognized, so he changed his appearance, changed his voice, studied for seven years, and wanted to assassinate. However, when he met his wife on the road, he knew his teeth, so he smashed his teeth with a stone, and returned to school for three years, and his piano skills were more exquisite. ”

Mu Xuefu spoke slowly, as if the veil was brushing, soft and soft, and talked slowly.

Nie Zheng played the piano, the audience made a trip, the horses and cattle stopped listening, and became famous for a while, and King Han recruited him into the palace after he knew about it. In order to avoid the search of the guards, he hid his blade in the piano and walked into the palace with a calm demeanor. In the face of his father-killing enemy, Nie Zheng tried his best to play the piano and make sounds. The sound of the piano was beautiful, like heavenly fairy music, which made King Han and the guards around him fascinated, and they all relaxed their vigilance. Seeing this opportunity, Nie Zheng took out the short sword in the qin and pounced violently, King Han was caught off guard and was killed. Nie Zheng finally realized his long-cherished wish to assassinate King Han, but he didn't want to expose his identity and affect his family, so he peeled his face and committed suicide. But the court wanted to know his identity and exposed his body on the streets. Her sister knew about this, remembered that Nie Zheng had avenged her father, and had given up her life, thinking that how could she bury her brother's reputation forever because of the disaster of killing, so she went to recognize each other, told Nie Zheng about avenging her father, raised Nie Zheng's name, and then committed suicide by her brother's side. According to this story, the descendants composed a qin song, named Guangling San. ”

Mu Xuefu looked at Jing Rong and asked, "I don't know what the prince thinks of Nie Zheng's revenge for his father?" ”

Jing Rong sneered and said disdainfully: "Stupid." ”

Mu Xuefu wrinkled her eyebrows quietly, and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Nie Zheng avenged his father, put his own life and death out of the way, and was a loyal and filial person, why did the prince say that he was stupid?" ”

Jing Rong said: "Nie Zheng's successful assassination is really a fluke, if he doesn't succeed, what do you think King Han will do with him?" Not only can he not avenge his father, but he also has to take his own life. If he is implicated, his mother, wife, and even children will have to lose their lives. Besides, didn't he also lose his sister's life? ”

"What does the prince mean is to let the enemy who killed his father be happy?" Mu Xuefu's eyes were shining, her lips hooked, she got up from Jing Rong's arms, walked to the piano and sat down, and played Guanglingsan again, and said while playing the piano: "Then if Nie Zheng's entire family is killed by King Han, he is the only one left in this world, what should he do?" Is it to steal a life or kill yourself? ”

Jing Rong couldn't help but feel that the aura on Mu Xuefu's body had changed slightly, his eyes followed her, and instead of answering, he asked rhetorically: "What if it is Xuefu?" ”

As if touching the heartstrings, the fingers were confused, and a few noises had come out, Mu Xuefu was stunned, looked at the scene, and lowered her head to the piano. Although his expression gradually declined, he released a burning eye, "Actually, what the prince said is right, Nie Zheng is stupid, he shouldn't have ended King Han's life so easily." Death is the easiest thing to do, and killing with a knife is simply cheaper for the enemy. Nie Zheng should also let King Han taste the pain of losing his loved ones for so many years, and then torture and kill his father's enemy little by little, so that it can be regarded as happy. At that time, even if they die together, they will die as they deserve. ”

Jing Rong was stunned, her dark eyes looked at Mu Xuefu carefully, frowning and silent, as if it was difficult to accept that such resolute and ruthless words came out of her mouth. After a while, Jing Rong pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't want Xue Fu to have such insight, but I make this king impressed." ”

"Doesn't the prince think so?" Mu Xuefu turned her head and stared straight at Jing Rong's eyes, with a sense of persecution, "Or does the prince think that Nie Zheng should not take revenge on this in the first place, but to be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and steals peace?" ”

Such a cold gaze made Jing Rong a little confused, with an illusion, as if they were not talking about their predecessors, but one of them. The cold and somewhat angry eyes made him feel that the two of them had never been so far away, so far away that he felt that he had never really been close to her, and far away made him feel that although they were only separated by a few feet at the moment, they were always thousands of miles apart.

Jing Rong's stasis made Mu Xuefu realize her gaffe, her eyes were withdrawn from Jing Rong's face, she turned her head away from him, but the strength of her fingertips continued to increase. The movements of the hands are getting faster and faster, and the melody is becoming more and more intense, as if the hatred is vented on the piano.

The "bang" string is broken.