Chu Mohan sat in a carriage and followed thirty secret guards by his side. The carriage slowly drove into the capital.

"General, you're slow." Chu Moran lifted the curtain and probed out, and said to Chu Mohan.

"What? Are you in a hurry?" Chu Mohan glanced at him.

"Hey, hey!" Chu Moran laughed twice. "Nope! I just think the general has been a little strange lately......

Chu Mohan's face sank: "What's strange?"

"That's it...... Oops, anyway, I just feel like something has changed, and I can't tell exactly what has changed."

"You don't shut up yet." Chu Mohan scolded.

Chu Moran touched his nose: "Oh!" Obediently retracted.

The carriage stopped at the palace gate. The group marched towards the palace.

The palace people led them into the hall, and as soon as Chu Mohan stepped into the threshold, he heard a melodious and pleasant sound coming into his ears.

He frowned slightly, and walked in quickly.

In the center of an elaborate pavilion, a magnificent guqin is placed. A slender and graceful woman in red knelt in front of the guqin, her long hair was scattered behind her, her white jade-like fingers were on the strings of the guzheng, and the light and soft sound of the qin suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

Chu Mohan's footsteps into the main hall paused.

Chu Wanxiang was engrossed in playing the tune, not noticing that there was another person around her.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Chu Wanxiang's eyes widened in surprise.

Her husband stood beside him, staring at him in amazement.

She couldn't help but shyly lower her eyes and swept around with her peripheral vision, but found no other figures.

What's going on?

Could it be that she is having auditory hallucinations?

But the sound had stopped.

Chu Wanxiang's heart was beating faster, and her cheeks were hot.

She raised her eyes to look at her husband, but saw that Chu Mohan was also looking at her, her dark phoenix eyes flashing with complicated emotions.

Chu Wanxiang was stunned.

They looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze.

Chu Wanxiang couldn't resist the invasion of loneliness after all, and mustered up the courage to call: "Hanlang......"

Chu Mohan came back to his senses, hummed in a low voice, walked over to hold her waist, and picked her up.

"Ahh

Chu Mohan leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, and put her aside on the stone bench and sat down. He turned around and gave a few words to the chief eunuch behind him.

The chief eunuch replied respectfully and bowed down.

After a few moments, a little maid walked in with a tray in her hand, and the plate was full of delicacies.

Chu Mohan stretched out his hand to hold Chu Wanxiang in his arms, and fed a piece of meat to her mouth.

Chu Wanxiang smiled gently and ate the food he sent.

"Hanrou, are you happy today?" Chu Wanxiang asked with rice grains in her mouth, and her peach blossom eyes revealed a coquettish attitude.

"Of course there are festive things." Chu Mohan scratched the tip of her nose dotingly. "I'll tell you later."

Chu Wanxiang pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head and continued to eat.

Chu Mohan took the handkerchief, carefully wiped the corners of her mouth, and then pulled her up and hugged her in his arms.

"Lady, why are you playing that tune today?" Chu Mohan asked.

"Because today is Hanlang's birthday!" Chu Wanxiang raised her face and looked at him sweetly. "On such a memorable day, the concubine should play the piano to congratulate."

"Really?" Chu Mohan curled his thin lips and looked at her with a smile, "Are you sure today is my birthday?"

Chu Wanxiang blinked her eyes, a little puzzled: "What does Han Lang mean by this?"

"Today is the twenty-seventh day of the month, and your birthday is the ninth day of the second month, and there are six months before my birthday." After Chu Mohan finished speaking, he pinched Chu Wanxiang's pink cheeks, "We still have six long months to get along. You don't have to be so nervous."

Chu Wanxiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and burst out laughing. "Haha...... Han Lang,

You're so smart."

Chu Mohan looked at her smiling like a flower, and couldn't help but bend her lips, with a strong love in her eyes. He took her slender hand and interlocked his fingers with it.

"Hanlang, I seem to remember that I once taught you to play the piano." Chu Wanxiang suddenly thought of something, and turned her head and asked.

"I did learn, but I wasn't proficient." Chu Mohan said, "That is the piano skills of the mother concubine, she said that she used to be a peerless piano master of the Jiangnan generation, and her father once praised her."

Chu Wanxiang frowned when she heard this: "How did I forget?"

Although she was a queen, she rarely played the piano because there was no suitable luthier willing to teach. Her skills were taught by a luthier who died in a family feud and never passed on. Although she has lost the inheritance of piano skills, she has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"You play very well, much better than your mother." Chu Mohan exclaimed. "In the past, I was worried that the queen mother was old and not very healthy, and I was afraid that she would overwork. Now that I see how proficient you are, I'm relieved."

"You mean, I'm playing pretty well right now." Chu Wanxiang looked at him with a smile and a playful tone. Z.br>

Chu Mohan shook his head: "If you don't like it, I won't touch the piano in the future."

"Who said I didn't like it anymore!" Chu Wanxiang hurriedly stopped him. She is a heroine who likes to dance knives and guns, and squander her blood, but she is not interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, Chu Mohan plays the piano so well, wouldn't it be a pity if she didn't like it? "I love playing the piano the most! If you don't talk about it again, or I'll be anxious with you."

"Since the lady does not dislike it, she will find you a good violinist after becoming a husband to ensure that your piano skills are excellent and you are satisfied."

"That's a good dare. But this matter is left to Han Lang to be responsible~" Chu Wanxiang said with a smile, "Which luthier is Han Lang going to find for his concubine?"

Chu Mohan was silent for a moment and said, "I still need to think about this kind of thing."

"Okay~" Chu Wanxiang grabbed his arm and said coquettishly: "When Hanlang thinks about it, he must tell the concubine as soon as possible, so that the concubine can appreciate it."

Chu Mohan nodded, touched her head dotingly, and said, "Okay."

Chu Wanxiang leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and enjoyed this short time of peace.

Chu Mohan hugged her, and a faint sorrow appeared in his heart.

She had changed so much that she couldn't remember their past, not even their previous names, let alone be grateful.

He doesn't blame her, he doesn't resent her for forgetting him, he just wants their future to be peaceful and happy forever.

"Xiang'er, we will be together for the rest of our lives, you won't leave me, right?"

"Yes, I won't leave you."