The Hundred Flowers Feast continued, but I went from the initial excitement to the sleepiness at the moment.

Until, a slender and flowing skirt flashed in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but raise my head seriously and stared at the unusually familiar back.

If Du Xinruo is eight points similar to me in the past, then the girl in front of her who glimpsed at her, she and me used to be, are simply carved out of the same mold.

I don't know why, I suddenly felt that her appearance gave me a faint sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis is not because I am afraid that Dongfang Yu will change his mind, but because I feel that an invisible and intangible conspiracy is quietly haunting this palace.

And above my head, because of her appearance, it was even more dark and miserable.

"Wei Taichang's daughter tide, I have seen Concubine Xiao, Concubine Yang, and Zhuo Zhaoyi." Wei Chaoxi is dressed in lotus blue color, with a feather gauze skirt, a green bun in his hair, a bamboo pattern hosta pinned in his hair, and a smile on his exquisite goose egg face, all of which are so moving.

Seeing her outfit, I couldn't help but have a hint of mockery on the corner of my mouth.

As for the ridicule, I don't know if it's aimed at her, or if it's just about myself.

"Wei Chaoxi, the famous first talented woman in Bian Liang." After hearing Wei Chaoxi's self-report, Du Xinruo was obviously excited.

In my heart, I was speechless, and I blurted out unconsciously: "Xinruo, you said that you are a girl, not interested in the handsome and dashing son, but on the contrary, you are inexplicably admired and excited about a talented girl, which is incredible." ”

"Ahem." After Du Xinruo lowered his head and coughed, he raised his eyes leisurely, looked at me levelly, and said seriously: "Sister Cheng, you don't know, it is precisely because my talent is too indiscriminate, so I especially admire talented women like Sister Cheng, Sister Xue, and Wei Chaoxi. ”

"Forehead ——。" I agree very much with Du Xinruo's deep affection because I don't have it, but in the same way, I have nothing to say in the face of such a her.

After Xue Ke on the side heard Du Xinruo's words, he also silently turned his head away, and didn't hear anything.

And I couldn't pretend not to hear anything like Xue Ke, so I had to look left and talk about him, tugging at the corners of my lips, and smiling faintly: "Wei Chaoxi's performance is about to start, let's watch it carefully." ”

I also want to know what kind of realm she has reached with this well-known talent.

When Du Xinruo and I looked at Wei Chaoxi again, Wei Chaoxi was already sitting elegantly in front of a very simple zither.

"The talent brought by the tide today is neither a song and dance of unparalleled elegance, nor a graceful ancient song, but a ——?" Before plucking the strings, her lips squirmed slightly, and her quiet tone was like a forest spring in the mountains.

When the tide was quiet, the stunned stopped, and at the same time, a song like mountains and wild grass, the desolation of withering gradually spread.

In just a few tunes, I knew that Wei Chaoxi's guqin attainments were by no means ordinary.

Even, compared with Dongfang Yu's best jade flute, it is not inferior.

"Why is Wei Chaoxi playing, such a bleak music?" The corners of Du Xinruo's eyes were covered with wisps of tears, and he looked at me pitifully.

I turned my head to look at her, and I was shocked.

This, this woman is too exaggerated, right?

I'm afraid that others don't know, is she so moved?

"The mountains and wild grass and trees are withering, desolate and tactful, I think she wants to express the living conditions of the people before the unification of the four countries, and then, if I am not mistaken, it will not be long before the style of her playing will change suddenly?"

"All of a sudden, what has it become?" Du Xinruo looked at me sensitively and studiously, but I sighed in my heart, okay, I think you are too connotative.

I took a breath and was about to tell her what it had become, but Xue Ke spoke before me and said, "Shengshi Huating." ”

"Oh." Du Xin nodded thoughtfully, "I understand." ”

"It's good to understand, it's good to understand." I hooked my lips with a look of joy at last relief.

Du Xinruo saw me like this, he spread his hands indifferently, and he had such a trembling expression, and said: "The so-called sensitive and studious, not ashamed to ask, learn and learn from time to time, don't you also say?" ”

Uh, do you also rise up if you are still there?

Shame –

With our words, Wei Chaoxi also changed the tune as I and Xue Ke thought, and became luxurious and prosperous.

The melodious tune fell in our ears, Du Xinruo listened to it, and couldn't help but chirp crookedly, her eyes were full of brilliance, in front of me, turning in the dark.

"Sister Cheng, you are so powerful." As soon as Du Xinruo's sweet voice came out, but I was, goosebumps spilled all over the ground.

"Thank you for the compliment, you deserve it." I bowed my head, arched my hand, and said with a smile on my face.

"Modest." This time, Du Xinruo and Xue Ke looked at me in unison after smiling at each other.

"Huh." I held my forehead and smiled awkwardly, and said, "Wei Chaoxi's talent is so outstanding, if you don't appreciate it carefully, it will be too tyrannical." ”

Du Xinruo and Xue Ke glanced at me, nodded slightly, and shifted their heads to the stage noncommittally.

Hehe, this time, it's quite face-saving?

After a long time, Wei Chaoxi finally came to an end, and the huge Shanglin Garden, suddenly, was as quiet as the starry sky in the dark night.

All kinds of different eyes were cast on Wei Chaoxi, and on his slender figure, Wei Chaoxi's eyes were calm and calm, and there was no discomfort.

It seems that she is the natural focus, the brightest star in the starry sky.

"Tide, what about the ugliness?" Wei Chaoxi stood up elegantly, slightly blessed, the corners of his mouth outlined, just the right smile.

A loud and powerful slap broke the quiet Shanglin Garden in a timely manner.

"Miss Wei's piano sound attainments, sure enough, is worthy of her reputation." The low and hoarse voice came into my ears slowly, so familiar, yet so unfamiliar, that my heart was still for a moment.

Finally see each other again, finally hear again, the voice I miss day and night, but his praise, his smile, are all for another woman.

A woman with the same appearance as me once was, at this moment, I suddenly couldn't restrain myself, and I suddenly felt that I was like a joke.

"See Your Majesty." Dongfang Yuxiu's long posture and clear appearance suddenly came into everyone's eyes, one at a time, and the sparse sound of kneeling was endless.

And I, standing suddenly in the crowd, on my knees, seemed to have a thousand burdens, and no matter what, I couldn't kneel down.

So, in the huge Shanglin Garden, in an instant, only me and Dongfang Yu stood alone, but his eyes did not fall on me from beginning to end.

Xue Ke and Du Xinruo, who were on the side, saw me so bold, they were half frightened to death for a while, and they reached out at the same time and dragged me to my knees.

"Pouring snow, you don't want to die?" Xue Ke's voice, although small, was full of thick anger, but in my eyes, there was only a strong helpless concern.

"Sister Cheng, you scared me to death just now?" Du Xinruo's face showed a slight look of horror, his eyes narrowed, and he secretly stroked his chest.

I pursed my lips, and the corners of my lips showed a touch of bitterness, "Don't worry, I'll be fine?" "I never believe that Dongfang Yu will do anything that endangers my life.

Facing Xue Ke, Du Xinruo's expression gradually became calm, but the palms under my sleeves were tightly clenched together.

"Brother, your medical skills are so superb, can you prescribe me some medicine that can cure all kinds of poisons, or can you fake your death?" At the round table in the verdant bamboo forest, I held my chin and looked at Mu Ziqing, who was leaning on a green bamboo and closing his eyes.

"The rare medicinal materials that cure all kinds of poisons, forgive your brother, you can only have a weak heart, but, this fake death medicine, how much you want, my brother can give you as much as you want?" Mu Ziqing opened his eyes leisurely, squinted shallowly, and said with a mocking smile in his tone.

"Brother, will you give me three?" I excitedly raised the three fingers of my right hand and looked at Mu Ziqing greedily.

Seeing me like this, Mu Ziqing didn't ask me why, just frowned and looked at me with a helpless smile.

My thoughts stopped here in amazement, and I once again cast the hot and complaining eyes on Dongfang Yuxiu's long, straight back.

It's just that this time, there is a weird smile on the corner of my lips.

I know that the method of pretending to be dead is terrible, but it is very effective for lovers who have to hurt each other because of their bitterness.

After a moment, I withdrew my gaze, lowered my head slightly, and took out a feigned death pill from my sleeve at a speed that no one could see, and swallowed it as quickly as possible.

The moment I fell, I saw Xue Ke and Du Xinruo, the stunned eyes, and the blood slowly overflowing from the corners of my mouth, but it gave me a feeling that I was really on the verge of death.

Endless pain, spreading from my chest, I didn't know that this fake death medicine could make people so painful.

Although, after taking it, I didn't regret it, but before I fainted, I couldn't help but guess, if my brother took the wrong medicine to me, wouldn't I die and never be able to wake up again?

The speed at which Han Ziyu fell, extremely fast, extremely fierce, so fast that Dongfang Yu, who had always been wise and had everything in his heart, was in chaos in his mind, so fierce that he didn't have time to do any thinking, three steps and two steps, stepped to Han Ziyu's side, and anxiously hugged him.

Before everyone could react, the corners of his robe had disappeared in Shanglin Yuan.

In the inner hall of the splendid Jianzhang Palace, Han Ziyu was gently placed on the bed by Dongfang Yu, but at this moment Han Ziyu closed his eyes tightly, dying, and lay quietly and peacefully on the arched dragon bed.

The bright yellow veil floated slightly, and Dongfang Yu sat anxiously at the head of the bed, holding Han Ziyu's cold hands tightly in the quilt.

At this moment, his originally handsome and perfect, but extremely pale face gradually became whiter, like the white impermanence in hell.

"Your Majesty, is the Imperial Doctor coming?" Manager Liao walked over with very light steps, his tone was respectful, but he was more concerned and distressed.

"No, you all go down, right?" Dongfang Yu sketched the corners of his lips and waved his hand with a little bitterness, although Mr. Liao didn't know why, but Mr. Liao knew that His Majesty would not joke with the life of the queen?

And now, His Majesty let them go, because the queen's illness is not as serious as it seems.

"Why, every time, you have to hurt your own body, you once promised me, have you forgotten?" Dongfang Yu's eyes were sad, looking down at Han Ziyu who was sleeping, and after coughing twice emotionally, the corners of his lips overflowed with bright red blood again.

Qingming's mind gradually became dizzy, Dongfang Yu quickly got up and walked out of Jianzhang Palace.

"Take care of her." After leaving this sentence, his figure disappeared in an instant, and as for where he went, no one knows?

Of course, it also includes the grief-stricken Manager Liao at this moment.