The lanterns in the palace were hung up early, and the orange candlelight danced in the lanterns, which were as lovely and full as fireflies, and they were very beautiful!

In the Smoke Pavilion, Sun Ji and Nangong Hao sat wordlessly opposite each other.

On a cool summer night, there is a beautiful man sitting in the pavilion, and the two are silently facing each other, looking at each other as idiots. Well, if you ignore the hatred that flashed in the eyes of the great prince of the great prince, I think it will be more perfect! Qin Qianjue sat next to Sun Ji and secretly YY them.

After a while, the sound of subtle footsteps came, and the maid hurriedly and orderly passed the dishes one by one, and at the same time broke the boring and depressed situation of the two.

"Princess, pour wine for Lord Nangong!" Zhen Sun commanded in a deep voice.

Hmph, for the sake of you being my food and clothing parents, I'll pour it! Qin Qianqian Su held the pot in his hand, and as Nangong Hao, he poured it for Sun Ji again, and sat back in his position silently.

"Lord Nangong, please try Purple Night Blue." Qin Qian said in a manable voice.

"The so-called purple night green is a purple bamboo that only grows in Lishan, and it is one of the famous works of brewmaster Teng Yin. On the night of the first snow of winter, he took the young leaves of the purple bamboo and buried them in the altar with the snow and buried them in the purple bamboo forest. Dig out Kaifeng when the snow water melts out in the spring of the next year, its smell is fragrant, the smeller is refreshed, and has the effect of strengthening the tendons. Qin Qianjue talked eloquently.

Qin Qianjue in her previous life, as a person in the circle, she often needed to attend banquets, for the shuttle lights, she had already practiced the ability to not get drunk with a thousand glasses, and later in order to have more conversations with upper-class people, she also made up a lot of knowledge about the varieties of wine, production, and so on, so as to fall in love with wine culture.

After coming here, the most I read was books about wine, this kind of wine, she had seen it in the wild history, because the name was special, so she remembered it, and it happened to come in handy for her today.

"Lord Nangong, I made you laugh." He owed a slight debt to his grandson, lowered his eyebrows and stopped talking.

"No... The princess is very knowledgeable, and this is the first time I've heard of Purple Yeqing! Nangong Hao said.

"Oh, yes, although Lord Nangong was born in a family of eunuchs, the Nangong family has been known for its incorruptibility for generations, and I have naturally never heard of this kind of purple night green with a cup of gold." Zhen Sun Ji raised the cup and tasted it slightly, and said with a smile on his face and an uncertain tone.

"The prince said he was laughing!" Nangong Hao put the cup in his hand back on the table and replied lightly.

"Ahem... Princess, since Lord Nangong is your old friend, you should always say something, why don't you play a song for us! Zhen Sun Ji put down the cup in his hand and swept the hem of his clothes, still gentle and polite, but Qin Qianjue heard some anger.

"Don't dare to disobey the order of the prince, and the old people who come from afar are naturally welcome, Ping'er, help me bring the zither in the wing!" Qin Qianjue walked to the side of the low place where the guzheng was playing, and burned the incense first.

Qin Qianjue, as a queen in the modern entertainment industry, sometimes in order to appear in historical dramas, it is inevitable to shoot scenes of playing the piano. Generally, everyone uses gestures, as long as the action of stroking the qin is made, it is good to ask the teacher to match it later, but she is a perfectionist, she thinks that since she wants to do it, she should do it well, and she can't fool people, so she privately invited a famous guqin teacher, and studied it for a long time, and the teachers who taught at that time praised her for her talent, and later the drama responded very well and gained super popularity for her.

Ping'er walked to Qin Qianjue's side with the guqin in her arms, carefully put the guqin on the table, and then retreated. Qin Qianjue held the body of the piano with his hand and tried the tone, the tone was low and mellow, it was a rare good piano!

"Lord Wang, Lord Nangong, if there is a sacrifice for ugliness, please bear with me!" Qin Qianjue was worried that if this song had already appeared in this overhead dynasty, it would really be ugly, so it would be better to explain it first just in case.

The top note of "Zheng Zheng Zheng ......" flowed out of Qin Qianjue's scorching fingertips, and his artistic conception was known when he heard his sound.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.

I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?

I want to go back by the wind, and I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's cold in the heights.

Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world! ”

Qin Qian's ethereal voice appeared in the Smoke Pavilion as the top note faded, and the melancholy and tactful tone of the female voice made Sun Ji shake up.

And what made Sun Ji feel most strange was this kind of poetic thing, and secretly turned the wrench in his hand to figure it out.

Nangong Hao lowered his head and looked at Qin Qianjue, noncommittal about the kind of poetry she made.

The sound of the piano was endless, and Qin Qianjue played more and more devotedly.

Tonight, the moon in the sky is exceptionally bright, so that the memory of the previous life is like a flood that opens the floodgates, surging out in the mind, if there is no crossing, he will not survive alone in this mother's no, father's unloved space, although she has been an orphan since she was a child, but in modern times she has also achieved enviable results through her own efforts, and also made her life worthwhile, but now, in this feudal, royal supremacy of ancient times, human life is like a mustard, and women are the tools of fertility, how should she deal with herself?

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

The aftermath lingered and gradually stopped. If you are in the Nine Cold Palace, the cold wind is cold everywhere, and only you can experience the loneliness.

"Bang bang...", Sun Ji applauded first.

"I can't imagine that Concubine Ai has such magic skills and talents, and there will be no real difference between her calligraphy and painting from the little girl of the Qin family rumored by the outside world, I don't know if it is a mistake from the outside world or if she has other intentions? Aifei, tell me what else you will do? Will it be mounted archery? This king is looking forward to the concubine's other stunts! Zhen Sun Ji looked at Qin Qianjue, who seemed to be going away with the wind, and his eyes gradually became deep and inexplicable.

Qin Qianjue's gradual display of wisdom and talent made him uneasy, which was inconsistent with the results of his investigation, it seemed that this Qin Qianjue was really not simple.

Nangong Hao looked at Qin Qianjue, feeling that she hadn't seen her for a year, she had changed a lot, a year ago, she was as delicate as a little rabbit, every time she met him, she blushed and stammered before she could say a word, and she couldn't even say a word. Now he sat there quietly, playing the piano. It's married, for him! Nangong Hao raised the wine in his hand and drank it all.

"Lord Wang, I didn't hide it at all, you didn't ask." Qin Qianjue argued.

"Huh...... What a never asked! Now you have no fear when you see Lord Nangong coming! Don't forget your identity, you are the princess who is marrying this king, distinguish between dignity and inferiority! Zhen Sun Ji suddenly said sharply.

"Who's where? Come out! Nangong Hao stretched out the chopsticks in his hand and didn't slow down for half a minute, "Huh...", the other end of the chopsticks happened to hit the forehead of a person, the person fell to the ground in fright, and an unknown liquid flowed out between the crotch of his pants.