I don't know how many years passed, and I don't know what happened after that day, but I fell in love with playing the piano.

Every time I stop playing, I play a tune. I don't know what the music I'm playing is called, or who I'm playing it for. But I knew that there was a little sadness in the sound of the piano, because every time I played it, someone would cry.

They say that the sound of my piano evokes their homesickness, and others say that the sound of my piano writes about separation from their loved ones. Some passers-by asked me what I wanted to express, but I didn't know, so I thought it was better to have both.

The passers-by were disappointed when they heard my answer, and thought my answer was boring, so they shook their heads and left, but they did not forget to give me some reward money to feed me.

When I was only in my twenties, I had gray hair for some reason, and because of my hair, no one in the world recognized me.

But what if I recognize it, and what if I don't recognize it? Even so, I still can't sleep peacefully every night, because every time I fall asleep, all that comes to mind is the scene of that person, and the face that I will never forget in my life.

I wondered if this wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for me, and if she wouldn't have been so angry.

Thinking about it, I unconsciously played the sandalwood piano. Just as I braved the cold and hunger on the day of the ruined temple, the sound of my piano changed unconsciously.

This is the third piece I have composed in my life, the first one is for the downfall, and the second one is for her.

Heaven is always playing tricks on others, always giving me hope whenever I am lost, and when I am closest to success, it brings me despair.

And this time, once again, the sound of my piano was heard by the powerful ministers who enjoyed the cool air one night. Perhaps because there is no piano sound in this country, he felt very new to this song.

He said that he liked the sound of my piano very much, and also said that my music "should only be in heaven, and it is rare to taste it on earth." ”

He said that he had heard such a song once at a nobleman's banquet, but the luthier who played it had disappeared from the world because of the assassination of the eldest prince.

I know what he says is me, and I'm glad that my voice is recognized. I'm also glad that people think I'm dead, so it's easy for me to live.

But people don't get close to others for no reason, and this is especially true of powerful ministers. So I knew he complimented me not only for books because of my piano sounds, but he must have had other purposes. Sure enough, after a few compliments, he said his purpose.

He said that the original prince succeeded to the throne and became the emperor, and she became the empress because of it. But since the **** "died", the queen has been sullen.

No one knows why she is like this, she has food that she can't eat in her life, clothes that she can't wear out, gold coins that can't be spent on eternity, and a noble status above ten thousand people under one person. What's more, she also has an emperor who loves her very much, which is the life that all women in the world want to have.

But she seemed to be very disdainful of these, and in the face of the table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, she actually went to the imperial dining room to make a few coarse noodles and steamed buns to eat. She preferred to wear clothes made of linen rather than the beautiful silks.

Moreover, the emperor rewarded her with the rare treasures sent by the tribute every year, and she didn't even ask for any of them.

And the important thing is that she is getting thinner and thinner, according to the imperial doctor, she has a heart disease. But because of what, she didn't say anything.

Several maids eavesdropped on it and found out that she repeated one word every night after falling asleep - qin!

The maid told the emperor the news, and the emperor suddenly remembered that the young man who had been with her was using the harp.

But he couldn't get the boy back, because he advertised that the boy was dead, and he didn't know the boy's name.

Not only him, but even the nobleman who had promised to introduce the boy to the saint did not know his name, because his name seemed to be revealed by no one. Maybe she knew what the boy's name was, but she would never say it, because the actions at the execution site showed her attitude.

So the emperor had no choice but to order the world to find someone who could play the piano to solve the queen's heart disease.

But Tianyang Kingdom does not have such an instrument as the piano at all, and the person who can play it naturally cannot be found. The reward was doubled and doubled, and the knighthood was raised one level after another, but no one could find anyone who could play the harp.

Fortunately, the minister met me, and he didn't know that I was the same boy I was back then. He just felt lucky and wanted me to go to the palace to play the piano to please the queen, that is, her, and said that if he could cure her heart disease, he would be indispensable for prosperity and wealth in the future.

I didn't know how to be a marquis for that glory and wealth, but I still agreed to him.

Not for anything else, just to go to the palace to see her, how has she been doing all these years?

With this in mind, I entered the palace with the powerful minister, and entered the main hall with my sandalwood piano.

In the crowd full house, I looked around. I recognized the nobles who had invited me back then, including those who had been willing to help me in the first place. Of course, the first one to sit was the second prince of the year, but he no longer had the sinister cunning of the year, but completely became a king with the world in mind.

It seems that a lot of people have changed over the years, and a lot of things have changed.

But I could recognize them, but they didn't. The years have changed my face, and no one will recognize me when I sit again, but it's a good thing for me.

Of course, what I really care about is not who is here, it is she who really cares about me!

Finally I saw her after a few observations. After all these years, she has lost a lot of weight, and her face is as haggard as described by the ministers. But despite this, her beauty has not diminished, but she still has a different charm, and it is no wonder that the emperor will break his heart for her.

But finally the emperor let me start playing, and I put down the sandalwood. Maybe it will feel familiar to the nobles, but they won't care.

Because it was for her, I played the piece I had created for her. At first she was listless and uninterested, but when the song came to her favorite, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then there was a flash of excitement in her eyes.

What I was able to notice, the Emperor was able to notice. The emperor was delighted, and then rewarded the powerful minister who introduced me, and asked me what my surname was, who wanted to add me to the rank of knight.

I said my name in the lobby, but I didn't want any reward if the Emperor could help my family settle their grievances.

He asked for the name of the nobleman who had framed my family, and executed him on the spot. I never thought that the nobleman was the one who was willing to help me at the beginning, but now that I think about it, I understand that he is willing to help me for this sandalwood piano.

After settling the grievances, of course I want to go home to see, and she is already well, if I stay in the palace, I am afraid that I will hurt her because of the revelation. So I asked the emperor to let me go home, but the emperor didn't agree.

He was afraid that after I left, she would get sick again, so he asked me to stay, and I couldn't refuse to stay.

I thought it would be a good thing to stay with her and see her happy, but things don't always go my way.

She found me that day, and she recognized me from the sound of the piano and hoped that I would be able to take her out of here and find a place to live in seclusion.

But I refused because of my cowardice. I was afraid that I would hurt her because of this, and that I would not be able to give her anything the Emperor could give her.

That day she ran out of the house that the emperor had arranged for me in tears, and she cried so hard that I knew I had broken her heart. But that's okay, if she can break her mind and love the emperor who loves her, she will definitely live happily.

But she can't be such an easy person to give up after all, just like when she was in the broken temple, she could encourage me even when she was poor enough to only have three steamed buns.

She came to me every day for the rest of the day, but after trying and failing to persuade me to elope with her, she never mentioned it again.

Every time I played the piano, she always stood by and listened. Year after year, day after day, in fact, sometimes I think it's a good day.

However, the harem has always been an eventful place. If she is favored, it is natural that someone will fall out of favor, and those who have fallen out of favor will naturally be jealous of her and want to take revenge on her.

So the concubine told the emperor about her coming to my house every day, and the emperor came to my house in a rage, and happened to see her listening to the piano beside me.

I know she's sacrificed her happiness for me, so I can't hurt her anymore.

So I said to the emperor, I am homesick and hope that she can persuade you to let me go, so I made this deal on the condition of teaching her to play the piano.

The emperor did not know whether it was because he believed me, or because he was tired of me as an outsider, and did not punish her and let me return to my hometown on the same day.

I left the palace after a short pack of things, carrying this sandalwood harp on my back, and since I had no friends, there was no one to say goodbye.

When I got out of the city, I suddenly heard the familiar singing voice from the city gate, it was hers! Since she became queen, she has stopped singing, and now she sings the same song that she sang in the ruined temple.

For some reason, my heart suddenly ached, and my nose was so sore that I kept crying. But I didn't look back at her, because it was hard to see a man crying.

Later, I returned to the mountain where I practiced as a child, and lived in seclusion until I died.

Everyone,Today's second volume is finally over and is about to return to the main line.,Gao is not happy! Because of today's swimming, the update is late.,I'm sorry for the sunny day again.。 In order to express my apologies, if the total subscription is higher than 15 sunny days tomorrow to explode more than five chapters, I will never break my word!

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