A storm dissipated.

The emperor was frightened and had already driven back to the palace, the night banquet of the prince's wedding was suspended, and the prince took charge, so that all the officials were evacuated back to the palace, and then the most elite men were dispatched to guard the palace around.

The consequences of this fight, under the arrangement of the prince, seem to be unimportant, and it has nothing to do with her Shan Liye.

The only thing that matters is the emperor.

She is now in the Emperor's Bedchamber.

The wounded arm was straightened up, the emperor pulled down his sleeve, he was dressed only in a white single coat, raised his meaningful eyes, and asked her, "Since you hate me, why do you save me?" ”

"You are the emperor, you can't die." Shan Liye said lightly, this person, she can be disrespectful, but she can't die.

Emperor Ling Ran was surprised.

It's like, even the words that come out of it are like.

The woman also saved him, saying that he couldn't die, because he was the crown prince and the future of Xiyan, but unfortunately, the woman could save him, but he couldn't protect her.

After the emperor muttered, there was silence in his eyes: "Why do you hate me? ”

Shan Liye thought of the painting, remembered the coldness of the Aoba Palace, and couldn't help but say: "Because, you are a woman." ”

"I failed her, how could I fail her?"

The emperor's gaze suddenly became desolate, he got up, fixed in front of her eyes, as if trying to see her through, and raised his hand to touch her face.

Shan Liye dodged back: "I'm not her." ”

"Aoba Temple, you've been there." The emperor's eyes turned cold: "The dark room is smoked with incense all year round, and you have this fragrance on your body." ”

"Yes." Shan Liye replied word by word.

"You are the daughter of Long Shifeng, you must have good martial arts, and you should be regarded as a Jianghu person." The emperor's eyes darkened, calmed down, and turned his back: "What are you doing in the Aoba Palace?" Why go? Is there something you want there? ”

"Seven years ago, I went to Aoba Hall, so I want to see it again." Shan Liye pondered for a long time: "Moreover, there is something, I want to come and get it." ”

The emperor remembered something in a trance, seven years ago, a group of Jianghu people made a fuss in the palace, I don't know what happened, they suddenly disappeared again, and the final result was that General Long's daughter and niece were accidentally injured.

"Did you get it?"

"Nope."

"What is it?"

Shan Liye spit out on his lips: "Qixi Qin." ”

"It's her stuff." The emperor laughed: "Your Long family gave it to her, and you want to take it back by force, how can there be such a reason in the world." ”

The woman's thing?

Sent by the Long family?

Haven't heard of it...... The Long family and the woman......

Shan Liye's eyebrows were raised, a little strange.

"Qixi Qin, I can return it to your Long family." The emperor straightened his clothes and looked at her deeply: "I heard the prince say that your piano skills are good." ”

Shan Liye's long eyebrows rose slightly: "The emperor wants to hear it?" ”

He looked out and said, "Come on, take the Qixi Qin." ”

The emperor returned to the side of the hanger, ordered the palace slave to dress him well, and after a while, the palace slave brought wine and snacks, and the departing palace slave took the piano and returned, and carefully put the piano on the shelf.

He sank his heavy eyelids, fell to the piano in the bead curtain, and quickly peeled off from his memories, his face returned to softness, provoked a trace of interest in Shan Liye, sat back on the couch, and said leisurely: "Your piano skills, I don't know if you can please me." ”

I have already sat down, and I want to listen to the piano.

Shan Liye was white, he was trying to embarrass her, but the words pleasing were a little inexplicably harsh, and since she could be disrespectful to him, why couldn't he be humiliated.

"Is the emperor doing the same to her?" Shan Liye repeatedly mentioned that person, stimulating the emperor's little self-esteem.

"I ...... her" The emperor's eyes sank, he flattered the woman in every way, he gave whatever he wanted, even the position of queen was given to the woman, as long as he could do it, he gave everything that should be given, but the woman always had a cold face and did not like him.

"However, I need to warn the emperor." Shan Liye pointed out sharply: "If I want the Qixi Qin, I can easily steal it." ”

The emperor raised his head, his eyes shining: "Since you want to steal, but you told me." ”

"I thought that after saving the emperor's life, I could swap trades." Shan Liye sighed lightly: "It's just that the emperor is not as open-minded as I imagined." ”

"You say I'm a little kid?"

Shan Liye suddenly smiled heartily: "This is what the emperor said himself." ”

And her smile made the emperor stunned.

The woman, only when they first met, had such a sincere and immaculate smile on him, and he remembered her smile in the painting, and missed it day and night.

Later, when the woman was pregnant, and her whole body was cold, and she never smiled again, and he copied many portraits of her, and each time he was not satisfied with the results, so he painted a veil to cover her face, revealing only the eyes that were so longing.

The girl in front of her is Long Shifeng's daughter......

Sure enough.

Fang was so provocative, he actually had a revenge mentality.

After seeing her smile, the emperor was suddenly relieved, but he admired her attitude, and smiled: "In this way, I ask you to play a song for me, and after a song, I will give you this qin." ”

"Really?" She was a little unconvinced.

"You need to be very careful, if you are perfunctory, then what I have said will not count." The emperor raised a heavy brow.

Shan Liye didn't say much, and sat down behind the piano.

This piano has not been used for a long time, but there is no dust, Xu is often taken care of, lightly fingered to play a few strings, tried a few notes, the timbre is not lost, it is worthy of being a good piano.

Colorful piano silk, shallow chanting Tanabata.

The ten fingers on the piano fluctuate, the tune gradually enters the better state, sometimes the clouds and water, sometimes quiet and long, sometimes the vicissitudes of life, sometimes the slightest softness, as if someone is standing in the deep valley of the orchid, the back is evergreen, chanting and singing, sad and sad.

Listening quietly can bring people's hearts into that artistic conception, inexplicably giving rise to an indescribable sense of sadness and sorrow, the slow lamentation, the tearful joys and sorrows, the unspeakable love and hatred, the angry screams to fight, with all their might, leaving only blood to kill the afterimage, full of devastation.

Like crying and complaining, the voice is quiet.

After listening to a song, it is like experiencing the life of a flesh-and-blood person, with the joy of cardamom years, the bitter tears of the year of confusion, the heroic spirit of perseverance, the ambition to move forward bravely, and finally the crying of blood and hiss, and finally the endless loneliness and helplessness, and the endless sadness and sadness.

It seems to be complaining, it seems to be sad, it seems to be missing, all of which are heard in the song.

The world's infatuation and grievances, wishful thinking and unsatisfactory, seem to be able to find a little shadow from it, making the listener cry and the hearer sad.

This song is too long, back and forth, back and forth, like a knife cutting people's hearts, over and over again.

So much so that the emperor remembered the scenes of the past, and the corners of his eyes were quietly moist, but he didn't know that the song had already ended, but the melody was in his mind for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, there were all kinds of cries outside, and he himself raised his hand to touch his face, and asked outward, "What's going on outside?" ”

A palace slave poked into his head: "Aunt...... The girl's song made the slave think...... "Thinking of my own body involuntarily, thinking of the sad journey over the years, but how to say these words, and then said: "I think of ...... The slave's family ......"

"What kind of system is it to cry like this." The emperor frowned: "Go and make them stop." ”

"Yes." The palace slave wiped away his tears: "The slave will go." ”

She played the music with internal force, and the sound of the piano spread melodiously, and at this moment in the East Palace, many palace slaves were quietly listening, listening to the heartfelt sound of the piano, and many people hid their faces and cried.

And the prince's face was cold and hard, telling people not to cry, on the day of the wedding, they were crying and mourning!

In the Emperor's bedchamber, the palms of the people in the curtain were covered with the strings, and the silence was extreme, and the last strand of the note had already wandered in the air, and it was restored to its original state, except for those who were still drunk and had not yet woken up.

The emperor was relieved for a long time, and sighed for a long time, the song was too sad, this body couldn't stand it.

"You made this song?"

"Yes."

"What's the song called?"

"Break the wind." Shan Liye replied: "Pursue the meaning of your heart in the cold wind and bones." ”

"Your piano sounds, it's good, it's just a little too sad." The emperor poured the wine slowly, but his eyes did not leave her: "You are still young, how can you have these feelings?" ”

"The experience will make people young." Shan Liye smiled warmly, from fifteen to twenty-eight years old, those thirteen years are enough to change a person, she has learned a lot of things, Ah Che always listens to her piano, always says that she is very strange, others choose the piano, but she loves the guzheng long qin.

The emperor was stunned, could it be that she had a bad life after so many years?

Suddenly muttered and sighed in her heart, yes, her father Long Shifeng already has a wife, and she is outside...... Alas, it must have been a bad time under that non-biological mother.

"Is your dad treating you well?" The emperor's soft words asked softly.

"My father treated me very well." Shan Liye was slightly stunned, and wondered: "The emperor and my father, do you know each other?" ”

"It's kind of an acquaintance." The emperor remembered that when he was young, when he was still the crown prince, he was extremely unaccustomed to the manners of those people in the rivers and lakes, and always wanted to get rid of these forces and subdue them, so he mixed into the rivers and lakes in another capacity, so he became acquainted with the fifteen-year-old woman.

Later, he achieved nothing, returned to the dynasty to take over the throne, and when he saw the woman again, the woman was seventeen years old, and there was an extra Long Shifeng by her side, and she knew that she had a wife and children, but she still struggled to entangle herself and became pregnant......

Thinking a little far, the emperor pulled back his thoughts and smiled slightly: "Your eyes when you play the piano are the same as hers, the song is too sad, can you play another interesting song?" ”

Shan Li Ye'erya chuckled: "Okay." ”

The fingertips beat between the strings, and the tactful melody is transposed, just like the spring color in the pavilion reflecting the begonias, and the painting is close at hand, and the joyful tune rises.

At this moment, the crown prince, who had arrived at the emperor's bedroom, wanted to meet the emperor, but was stopped by the palace slave: "His Royal Highness the prince, the emperor ordered, no one will be seen tonight, the prince is very happy today, and he should accompany the princess ......"

"Bastard thing, what does this palace do, I want you to teach!" The prince kicked the man out.

The palace slave pulled back, but still stopped: "Prince...... Don't ......"

"Hey, look, butterflies, it's butterflies......"

I don't know which palace person shouted.

Suddenly, many butterflies fluttered and sat around the main hall, dancing with the sound of the piano, transforming countless formations.

There are more and more butterflies around the main hall.

All eyes were on this miraculous and incredible thing.

The prince's lips started slightly: "The Song of Evil!" ”

Demon, except for these two words, I couldn't find the right word to describe her for a while, that woman is a demon, playing a piano, and she can even provoke butterflies, what is it if it's not a demon?

The crown prince looked at the brightly lit palace again, his face sank, if he ventured in and disturbed the emperor's spring festival for a moment, he was afraid that there would be no good fruit to eat, such a good thing should be let his five emperor brothers know!

In the palace pavilion.

Luo Xuan and Concubine Wan listened to the sound of the piano coming from the palace, and the former was faintly worried, not knowing if the woman could cope with it, after all, he was powerless and couldn't stop the emperor from doing anything.

The latter coughed slightly: "Perhaps, there will be one more sister in the palace." ”

The palace people appeased: "Although the emperor has no affection for the former queen, the emperor is not bad for the mother, no matter how similar the little girl is, she is just a pair of skins." ”

"The emperor and Sister Ye ......"

Concubine Wan coughed again.

Luo Xuan frowned: "You are so sick, why don't you see the seventh sister come to take a look?" ”

"This wild girl, how can I control it." Concubine Wan has a lot of Chinese New Year's Eve, but she still does not reduce her upbringing and charm: "A few days ago, the emperor decided her marriage with Dongliang, she cried several times, but she still refused to accept it, relying on some martial arts foundation, I don't know where Ye went, she was only close to you since she was a child, you have to persuade her more." ”

"I'll take a look for you."

"Bothering you." Concubine Wan placed her hand to diagnose the pulse, and said softly, "Your mother concubine...... It's time to take a look. ”