Ning Jiao Daigo was initiated.

Under the obstruction of Lian Yuyao, she couldn't see Duanwangren, as long as she used the sound of the piano to attract people, it might be a good strategy.

It's just this outfit -

Ning Jiao sat up from the chair long after Ning Shu left, came to the lake, and carefully looked at the beautiful woman reflected in it with the help of the surface of the ancient well without waves.

Although she does not have Fang Cai's own extravagance, Shuli's appearance is indeed a little similar to Ning Shu, but she has to admit that it really adds a bit of girl's squeamishness and neatness.

Gently stroking the steps on her hair and sideburns, the more Ning Jiao looked at the figure reflected in the water, the more she had the shadow of Ning Shu when she was not out of the pavilion.

She suddenly raised her eyes to look at the direction in which Ning Shu disappeared, and seemed to understand the true meaning of Ning Shu's words-

Night, as scheduled.

The refreshing autumn breeze of the day came to the night, and there was a biting cold.

Ning Jiao took out a goose-yellow cloak and put it on her shoulder, ordered Jade to take the piano, and sat quietly at the stone table in the courtyard alone.

After pondering for a long time, Ning Jiao finally sighed into the palm of her hand, and after rubbing it, her green fingers began to play flexibly between the strings.

A piano sound with endless longing and friendship instantly came out in her small courtyard, penetrating the entire palace.

In the study, King Duan listened to Mo Lin's report, and his brows were tightly locked for many days before he was able to ease.

"In this way, the third child and Xie Yunyan still can't catch Lian Shangshu's handle for the time being?"

"Yes." Mo Lin said respectfully: "The Third Highness and Lord Xie actually have great suspicions about Lian Shangshu, and even want to investigate whether His Royal Highness has anything to do with the death of the second son of the Liu family, but fortunately, Lian Shangshu has already broken off the relationship with Liu Shilang, and all the correspondence has been destroyed." ”

"What about doubt? As long as there is no evidence, the father will not be able to cure Lian Shangshu's crime. Duanwang hooked his lips and smiled, and the smile at this moment finally came from his heart.

After being frightened for a few days, he had been cautious and inactive, and now that he learned that the third prince and Xie Yunyan were also helpless, he thought that he should fight back.

After all, people have given such a "big gift", and they don't come and go!

"Go, reveal some trivial news to the third prince, and lead the matter to the second prince." The qualifications of the second prince to win the heir are more than a fraction different from those of the third prince and Duanwang, and he has done some shady deeds in the past few years.

Now that he can't get better, then no one can think about it!

Mo Lin asked puzzledly, "Do you want to inform Lian Shangshu?" ”

King Duan raised his hand, "No need, Lian Shangshu has already been targeted by his father, and the less you know, the better." Also, the people who secretly sent people to pursue Miao Jiang don't want to live. ”

Even if Xie Yunyan blocked the news of Ning Shu's disappearance, the truth could be found out with a little investigation into what happened in Honglu Temple.

After Ning Shu appeared, Xie Yunyan secretly tracked down Miao Jiang's people, which further confirmed his original guess,

Ning Shu was kidnapped by the people of Miao Jiang!

King Duan suddenly clenched his fists, if he could recapture Ning Shu in the hands of the Great Elder, maybe he would be able to hide Jiao in the golden house and let her live in her own world forever!

"Yes." Morin replied respectfully and withdrew.

The moment he opened the door of the study, a quiet sound of the piano was sent in by the autumn breeze at night.

Duanwang's eyelids were slightly raised, looking at the lonely moon hanging in the night sky outside the door, and it seemed that through the round moon disk, he saw the shadow hidden in his heart.

"What sound?"

Mo Lin hurriedly stopped, "Your Highness, it seems that the sound of the piano comes from the courtyard of Concubine Ning. ”

"Concubine Ning?" King Duan whispered this familiar and unfamiliar title.

Since the wedding, in order to take care of Lian Shangshu's face, he has only favored Lian Yuyao.

Ning Jiao was completely forgotten by him.

After Mo Lin's reminder, he thought that there was another side concubine in the palace.

"Stand down, and the door will be open."

Duanwang's quiet road.

The sound of the piano was slow and long, with a melancholy that seemed to be longing, just like his mood at the moment.

And faintly, there is also a trace of sad friendship that cannot be loved.

King Duan stood in front of the door with his hands in his hands, listening to the sound of the piano that suited his heart, admiring the full moon in the night sky, and his heart was warm and cold-

It was so warm that the appearance of the sound of the piano made him seem to have seen a figure he hadn't seen for a long time, and that delicate face seemed to be smiling at him; No matter how real his smile was, it was still far away in the night sky, and the untouchable frustration that he couldn't return to the sky made him very angry!

The ghost sent the gods, and King Duan's footsteps stopped in front of the door of Ning Jiao's courtyard at some point.

By the moonlight, the figure of the solitary piano in the courtyard was even more poignant and depressed.

He saw only her back, cold and indifferent, like the expression that the man had every time he saw him.

"Ning—girl?"

He had no intention of interrupting her quiet beauty, but the feelings in the sound of the piano were too pitiful, and he wanted to appease him uncontrollably.

"When~"

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, Ning Jiao's fingers pressed on the strings, and she first smiled in the blind spot of the sight with her back to Duanwang, and then turned to look at him blankly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness? How did you get here? ”

King Duan had never looked at Ning Jiao's appearance carefully.

The moment she looked back, he was dazzled by her as the person.

When her whole body turned around, Duan Wang saw her face clearly.

Although there are fifty or sixty percent of the similarities, they are still far from that person.

However, only these fifty or sixty percent shadows are enough to make Duanwang's footsteps continue to move forward.

He walked slowly towards Ning Jiao, I don't know if it was Ning Shu's illusion or being edified by the atmosphere in front of him, she actually saw a tenderness in his deep eyes that she had never seen before.

Seeing him coming in the moonlight, Ning Jiao's mind was extremely sober.

At the moment when he just shouted "Miss Ning", she was convinced that the Miss Ning in his mouth was not herself.

So what's the matter?

She never wanted to get the same favor as her father did for her aunt, but compared to the power in the hands of Mrs. Ning, who was neglected.

Ning Jiao bent her lips and smiled, and took a step to greet King Duan, "Why did Your Highness come here today?" Did I just disturb Your Highness? ”

"It's not." Duan Wang's tone returned to the usual Gujing Wubo, he suddenly raised his hand and pinched Ning Jiao's delicate chin, looking deeply into her eyes, why didn't he feel that her eyebrows and eyes were so similar to her before?

"Laugh one."

His voice was as cold as ice, ordering Ning Jiao.

Ning Jiao's fair chin was pinched red by him, and she looked up at Duan Wang in a strange posture, and barely squeezed out a smile.

"No, laugh again. To have that smile with a hint of alienation in the indifference! ”

Duanwang said to her as if he was stunned.

No matter how stupid Ning Jiao was, she could hear what kind of smile King Duan was asking for.

She thought of Ning Shu's false smile of contempt for the common people, and bent her eyebrows as she did.

"yes, that's it-"

Duanwang's eyes began to reveal paranoid infatuation, he suddenly smiled, picked up Ning Jiao, and walked into the room.

And Ning Jiao's face also showed a shallow and triumphant smile-