The two of them were so silent all the way to the palace, fortunately, the stamina of the two of them was not bad, and they were not suffocated.

The queen doesn't care about anything, she has less to worry about, and she is also respectful to the emperor, and she doesn't want to join the battle of the harem, so she looks relatively young and gentle.

The queen liked Qin Luoyi very much, so she asked her to sit down on her side quickly.

Qin Luoyi quickened his pace and sat next to the queen, while Rong Yunhe naturally sat on the emperor's side, although the two of them were not very far apart, but there was still a distance.

"The crane is coming, let's get started!" The emperor opened his mouth and told them to move the chopsticks first.

Rong Yunhe was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

"How are you doing, what are you busy with?" The emperor also wanted to know what his third son was busy with every day, and he didn't have time to come and see him.

Rong Yunhe swallowed the food he was chewing in his mouth, and his tone was very respectful: "I didn't do anything, I just drank with my friends, played chess, and fished." ”

The emperor also had a questioning tone, but he didn't mean to be angry: "I heard that you have a lot of research on fishing?"

"Everywhere, the sons are all fishing and playing, and there is no research at all. Rong Yunhe is now trying his best to show a lazy appearance, pretending to live a leisurely life, so that the emperor can completely rest assured that he really has no interest in state affairs.

The emperor laughed: "It's okay, it's good to be able to fish out some famous people by fishing, I've been very interested in these things recently, if I have time one day, I will go fishing with you, and our father and son will learn from each other." ”

Rong Yunhe still looked very respectful, but there was a sense of idleness in the respectfulness: "Father said that the emperor laughed, how can the son's fishing skills be compared to one of the ten of the father." ”

Of course, the emperor was very happy to hear the words of modest praise, so he heard the emperor laughing alone at the dinner table.

Qin Luoyi didn't know how the emperor could ask herself: "My daughter-in-law, what do you like to do on weekdays?"

Qin Luoyi was not ambiguous, he had been waiting for a long time, and the emperor finally took the bait, so he followed this plan and bowed slightly: "My daughter-in-law likes to listen to tunes recently." Then he turned his head and asked the queen, "I wonder if the queen has any research on music theory?"

The queen mother is also a beautiful woman, and she looks good when she smiles: "It can't be said to be research, even if you are groping by yourself, you are playing all four things differently." ”

Qin Luoyi saw that things were moving towards his plan, and then pretended to be very distressed: "Hey, daughter-in-law, I also like the piano very much, and I used to think that I played it well, but after listening to Hua Zhaoyi's music recently, I still feel that it is far behind, and I am ashamed." ”

The queen showed a very puzzled look: "Sister Hua really plays the tune so well?"

Hearing these words in the emperor's ears, he couldn't help frowning, but he still planned to continue listening to Qin Luoyi.

"Really, it's just that every night it will come out of the Qingyu Palace, and this bomb is three hours. Qin Luoyi pretended to admire it very much, and continued: "Although Hua Zhaoyi's song is good, for some reason, the song tells a faint sadness, which makes people feel crying when they listen to it. ”

The queen nodded appreciatively: "It is also a blessing for Sister Hua to be able to play the piano to this realm, and I really want to see it when I change the Japanese palace." ”

Qin Luoyi didn't hear what the queen said in his ears at all, just looked at the emperor's expression intently, seeing that his expression had changed slightly, Qin Luoyi secretly applauded, which implied that his plan was almost successful, but he still needed to say a few more words to strengthen the emperor's will.

"Okay, if the queen goes, she will definitely be moved, I heard that Hua Zhaoyi will cry for a while after playing the song every day, that's a pitiful, I don't know what's wrong with her. Qin Luoyi's tone seemed to be very pitiful for Hua Zhaoyi.

The emperor just listened to Qin Luoyi and the queen, and he didn't interject anything, but the things that Qin Luoyi said about Hua Zhaoyi were quietly remembered by the emperor in his heart.

At the first watch, there was no one outside the Qingyu Palace, because the palace maids listened to it every day, and they were tired of listening to it for a long time, so they would walk around here every day, but they felt pity for Hua Zhaoyi in their hearts.

The emperor may have made a foundation in his heart because of the words Qin Luoyi said in the morning, and walked in the imperial garden to the Qingyu Palace.

Far away, I heard sad notes coming from the Qingyu Palace, and these notes formed a tune that hit the softest place in the emperor's heart.

The emperor listened quietly outside, watching Hua Zhaoyi's shadow, swaying with the notes, completely blending in.

Standing like this, the emperor didn't even notice that it was raining, as if he had been taken to another world by Hua Zhaoyi's tune.

At the third watch, the song stopped, and the emperor opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream, ending the enjoyment of this music.

Through the shadow on the door, the emperor saw Hua Zhaoyi standing up and putting away the piano, and finally knocked on the door that had been closed with his outstretched hand.

"Is Concubine Ai here?"

Hua Zhaoyi was very happy when she heard the emperor's voice, but when she thought of Qin Luoyi's words to herself, her tone was sad: "Since the emperor doesn't care about the concubines, there is no need to meet again, just leave the concubines here alone to play for the emperor silently, the emperor should go!"

When the emperor heard Hua Zhaoyi's words, the softest part of his heart that had just been touched by that song had completely dissolved.

Then I remembered Yuying back then.

The candlelight was dim, there was still snow in the sky, and Yuying stood barefoot on the steps, dressed in a white plain dress and wearing a hairpin on her head, dancing, which happened to merge with the blood in the night.

The snowflakes were flying, and Yu Ying seemed to have danced in the sky at that time, not feeling the chill at all, but dancing more and more energetically, since then, Yu Ying will come to dance for herself every day, and a dance is a year.

And she once asked her why she was barefoot in this snow, and Yuying's answer was that as long as the emperor was there, she didn't feel cold, and the emperor was very moved at that time, that is, from that time on, a woman named Yuying was deeply engraved in the emperor's heart and lingered.

When the emperor thought of Yuying, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes, for so many years, he had treated Yuying badly, and he didn't know how she was doing there.

The emperor sighed, and when he wanted to raise his head to look at Hua Zhaoyi again, the candle that Hua Zhaoyi had blown out, and the last place in the palace where there was still a light was gone.

The emperor looked at the bright moon in the sky, like the eyes of Yuying when she laughed.

After the emperor left the Qingyu Palace, he did not go to Jin Guifei, as if he had forgotten Jin Guifei, after returning to the palace, the emperor lay down on the couch, thinking of the song Hua Zhaoyi played just now, and the words he said, he felt very uncomfortable.

On the evening of the second day, the emperor still came to the Qingyu Hall alone, and stood there for three hours, refusing to leave until Hua Zhaoyi finished playing the song and blowing out the candles.

Hua Zhaoyi also saw clearly in the house, and the emperor came back every night, so just early in the morning, Hua Zhaoyi went to Qin Luoyi's courtyard.

"Mrs. Qin, the emperor has always come to the door to listen to me play music recently, and then I didn't agree to see him that day according to what you said, but when will this be? What if the emperor really doesn't see me in the future?" Hua Zhaoyi looked worried, afraid that she would refuse the emperor for a long time, and in the end, the emperor would really not come.

Qin Luoyi really didn't know how to describe Hua Zhaoyi's brain-dead and idiot, and secretly sighed in his heart, with a very helpless expression: "No, it goes on like this, the longer the time, the more the emperor's thoughts about you will change, you have been hanging the emperor's appetite like this, the emperor just wants to get it but can't get it, you will open the door in half a month, and when the time comes, I wish you success!"

Hua Zhaoyi thought about what Qin Luoyi said, and felt that it made sense: "But, does it really work? What if the emperor is rejected by me too many times and really doesn't come?"

Qin Luoyi sneered, judging from the emperor's character, the more he couldn't get something, the more interested he was, and the more he would want to get it, plus if the emperor thought of his mother, then the effect would be more obvious.

"It seems that you still don't know the emperor, you believe me, you will meet the emperor in half a month. ”

Hua Zhaoyi didn't dare to say more, afraid that if she said too much, Qin Luoyi would be angry again, so according to her method, she continued to play the piano every night.

After a few days, Hua Zhaoyi slowly discovered that the emperor stayed outside the door for longer and longer after listening to himself playing the music, and sometimes he would not leave until dawn.

So Concubine Hua Guifei would play for an extra hour every day, because she knew that the emperor was always outside.

Half a month later, the emperor brought a jar of wine, sat outside the Qingyu Palace, listened to Hua Zhaoyi's songs, drank wine and looked at the sky, thinking about Yuying, and finally connected Yuying and Hua Zhaoyi together.

The emperor stood outside the door and said from the bottom of his heart what he wanted to say but hadn't said for a long time: "Concubine Hua, I know that I am mean to you, but you can't sit here and talk for so long, I know that you won't see me." The emperor sighed and said the last words to the already dark room: "Then you have a good rest, I will go back." ”

The emperor didn't expect Hua Zhaoyi to open the door for him, because she had been standing here for so many days, and she was still unmoved.

Just as the emperor took a step down the steps, he heard the wooden door behind him 'creak'.

Hua Zhaoyi was dressed in white, with only a hairpin in her hair, and a pair of jade hands gently pushed the door open