Feng'an, Ruixiang Prince's Mansion. Shu Ji Piggyback

There were bursts of voices from the "Water Pavilion Xuan" where Zhuang Meiyan lived, but it was the voices of a man and a woman.

"You're going to put your finger here, um, yes, that's it...... Picking, ticking, wiping, these are all basic techniques, you don't rush to talk about the tune, try this sound first, you listen--"

On the terrace leading to the lake on the first floor, a man in Tsing Yi is patiently teaching a woman to practice playing the piano.

Zhuang Meiyan personally brought a pot of wine, and saw from a distance that Chunju was sweating profusely, after all, the new practitioner was clumsy, she was a little timid and stretched out her finger to pick it on the strings, the man smiled, and said approvingly: "Very good! Don't worry, practice slowly, this kind of thing is just for self-cultivation, the most important thing is the unity of nature and man, the sound is not important, the feeling is important, even if it is not a song, it doesn't matter." ”

Chunju looked up and saw Zhuang Meiyan coming over, her face was flushed, and she quickly got up and said, "Miss, let the slave and maid pour the wine." ”

Zhuang Meiyan waved her hand and said with a smile: "You should learn the piano with Mr. Feng! ”

"No, it's not that slaves and maids don't want to learn, it's really that slaves and maids are unqualified, and playing the piano is an elegant thing, why don't you learn it, Miss?"

"Miss, it's better for you to learn, the prince has been leading the troops out these days, you have learned a new tune, and when the prince comes back to play it to him, he will be happy. ”

Zhuang Meiyan smiled lightly, noncommittal to Chunju's proposal. She raised the flask and poured a glass of wine with both hands to the man in Tsing Yi, he was the teacher of Duanmu Hao and Ji Mingyue, they only knew that his surname was Feng, and even the prince and princess called him teacher very respectfully, and his status in the mansion was very respectful.

Mr. Feng is a person with a peaceful temperament, recently he came to visit Zhuang Meiyan, and saw that Chunju seemed to be very interested in his five-stringed piano, so he took the initiative to teach her to play the piano, which made Chunju busy.

Mr. Feng took the wine cup, took a sip slightly, and praised: "Good wine, a little spring flavor." ”

Zhuang Meiyan said modestly: "This wine was originally called 'Spring Staying in the World', but it was soaked in more than a dozen kinds of spring shoots, and then I made some improvements, and only took nine of them, so it was called 'Jiuqu Rejuvenation Wine'." ”

Mr. Feng tasted it again, nodded and said, "Sure enough, it has an endless aftertaste, the girl has a pair of wonderful hands!"

"Mr. has won the prize!"

Mr. Feng suddenly coughed violently, his face was pale, and the more he coughed, the more he coughed, as if he couldn't stop no matter what, but in the end, his face rose from pale to red, and his chest rose and fell violently. Zhuang Meiyan and Chunju were busy helping him beat his back and caress his chest, serving tea and pouring water, and his face was anxious.

After a long while, Mr. Feng finally calmed down, leaning against the railing and gasping slightly.

He reluctantly smiled and said, "I'm sick and crippled...... Ahem, I'm smiling!"

"Why don't you let Dr. Jiang take a look at Mr.'s illness, he is a miracle doctor who rejuvenates his hands. Chunju asked with concern.

Mr. Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "My life was originally stolen from God, and I have lived for ten more years until today.

It can be seen that this man has a very light view of life and death, and he is an open-minded person.

Zhuang Meiyan was in a heavy mood and said in a low voice: "Sir, don't say that. ”

"I've been through so many things in my life, and the only thing I regret is that I shouldn't have left your mother. If it weren't for my refusal, your mother wouldn't have married your father. But it seems too unfair to you and your father to say such things now. ”

"If I die immediately, the only regret in my heart is that I can't say 'I'm sorry' to your mother in person, although I know that this sentence is a meaningless remorse, but it is the only thing I can do now. ”

Mr. Feng's eyes showed longing, and suddenly he coughed violently, and suddenly, his body fluttered, and he vomited a large pool of blood. Chunju was frightened, looked at Mr. Feng at a loss, and then looked at Zhuang Meiyan.

"Miss, sir, he--you will agree, as long as the house is properly arranged, they will not know. ”

Zhuang Meiyan looked at Mr. Feng, who was weak and had a sallow face, and was very embarrassed.

This matter didn't make sense no matter how you said it, it was neither proper nor reasonable, and finally, she sighed and said, "Okay, sir, please allow Meiyan to arrange it, and then inform Mr. when the time comes." ”

"Thank you!" Mr. Feng smiled gratefully.

Zhuang Meiyan and Chunju worked together to help him into the house to rest.

Zhuang Meiyan beckoned to Chunju lightly and said, "Chunju, you go to Zhuang's mansion and quietly meet Liu Er and Xiaomo, don't let people see it." ”

Zhuang Meiyan whispered a few words to Chunju, and Chunju nodded understandingly.

At night, when the lights are in charge, the Zhuang Mansion is now less and less lively than before, one is that several young ladies have left the pavilion one after another, and the other is that after Zhuang Meiyan became the house, many unnecessary expenses have been cut, and there are fewer people in the garden.

"Linglong Ju" now only Xiao Mo and Liu Er live there with the old lady, and the house looks particularly desolate.

Zhuang Meiyan quietly entered the door, and when she saw that everything in the house was the same, she also felt a little nostalgic in her heart. Hearing the movement, Xiao Mo was the first to rush out, and when he saw that it was Zhuang Meiyan, he was immediately overjoyed, regardless of the fact that he stepped forward to hug Zhuang Meiyan, very affectionate. Zhuang Meiyan knew that this girl only knew herself, if she hadn't given a strict order not to follow her to the palace, maybe she would have sneaked to the palace to see her on the night of the wedding.

Zhuang Meiyan took her hand and signaled that she still had outsiders present, and Xiao Mo looked vigilantly at the strange man who was following Zhuang Meiyan. Mr. Feng was still wearing an ordinary blue shirt, and he suppressed his cough vigorously, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Where's my mother?" Zhuang Meiyan saw Liu Er coming out of the back room and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

"No, old lady, she--"

Before Liu Er's words were finished, the sound of recitation was already heard in the room.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. ”

"My Fair Lady, good gentleman. ”

"Jagged wattles, flowing left and right. ”

"My Fair Lady, I covet it. ”

Mr. Feng sang softly, his tone was gentle, and the expression in his eyes was like returning to his youthful years.

His mother slammed open the curtain and looked at him in a daze, her eyes confused. The two met again after more than 20 years, and there was no imaginary excitement, enthusiasm, pain, grievances, nothing, and the best things in life, including emotions, were left to the years.

All he could do was sing her another song.

"Ge Sheng Mengchu, vines in the wild. Yu Mei died here, who was alone. ”

That year, before he left her, he asked her to sing this song, and she thought it was too sad, and he smiled and said, "It's okay, when I come back, I will sing you many, many joyful songs as compensation."

At that time, he was too young to know that life must be happy, and when you want to be happy, you must be happy.

Zhuang Meiyan's mother didn't dare to sing at first, but later, with the encouragement of Mr. Feng, she gradually became bolder, and the longer she grew, the louder and louder she grew, and the longer she grew, the more cheerful she became. It turns out that music is just a mood, and when you are happy, a sad song will also be sung by you in a cheerful tune.

Mr. Feng had a gentle smile on his face, his eyes did not blink, and he stayed on the other party's face full of affection, he gently raised his fingers, gently brushed her broken hair hanging down from her ear, and slowly pinned her behind her ear.

She hasn't changed at all, she is really waiting for him in the same place, and he has always been the one who loses his promise.

What's the point of being sorry?

She waited for him for so long, not for a "I'm sorry".

"You're going to teach me lots and lots of songs. ”

"You're going to teach me how to play the piano. ”

"You are going to be with me forever and ever. ”

Mr. Feng held her hand, his gaze becoming more and more determined.

"Frost, I'm here to accompany you. ”

Zhuang Meiyan's expression changed, and he frowned: "Mr. Feng!"

She shook her head very resolutely, Liu Er and Xiao Mo didn't know what to do, and they were a little surprised. Xiao Mo saw Zhuang Meiyan shaking his head, and immediately stood in front of the two of them, resolutely not letting Mr. Feng leave.

Mr. Feng had no choice but to smile bitterly.

"Meiyan knows what Mr. thinks, but this matter must not be done, does Mr. want Meiyan to be a sinner for the ages?"

Zhuang Meiyan's knees weakened, and she knelt down.

"There are a lot of things that Meiyan already knows the hidden secrets, but the time has not yet come, after a few days, Meiyan will find a way to send her mother back to Qiyang Mountain to live in the old days, mother, my daughter thinks you must like the scenery there and will not be nostalgic for the capital. ”

Zhuang Meiyan's attitude made Mr. Feng sigh in disappointment, he was also a reasonable man, and he knew that he had overstepped the rules, but when he listened to the second half of Zhuang Meiyan's words, his eyes showed ecstasy again, and he couldn't help coughing lightly, Zhuang Meiyan's mother helped him beat his chest, his eyes were concerned.

Xiao Mo suddenly showed a nervous expression, lay on the ground and listened for a while, then jumped up and hurriedly pulled Zhuang Meiyan's sleeve and gestured. Zhuang Meiyan's expression changed greatly, and said: "Oh no, Xiao Mo said that there are many people who have come from all directions, let's go quickly!"

Liu Er also panicked and said, "No, today's 100-day wedding banquet for the grandson in Yanping Palace, the master went to celebrate, and he won't come back until late." This matter is only known to me and Xiao Mo, and others don't know about it at all. ”

Seeing that they were panicking, the mother also trembled, clutching Mr. Feng's sleeve, and Mr. Feng patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

Zhuang Meiyan frowned and said, "Now is not the time to discuss this, Xiao Mo, you take Mr. Feng away." ”

Liu Er also suddenly realized, and came over to pick up the old lady, her mother obviously had an attachment to Mr. Feng, and was extremely reluctant to let go.

Someone at the door coughed lowly, and the door was pushed open, and a man with a gloomy face walked in.

"The good things you did behind my back!"