Back at the palace, Gao Yiming and the three sat around the fire in the queen's bedroom.

"Yuan Guifei—"

"Your Majesty, you can't favor one over the other." Yuan Guifei said unhappily.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You call the queen Feng'er, and you also have to call the concubine by her nickname."

"Okay—but you also know I've had amnesia and forgot your nickname."

"The concubine's name is Yuan Shuying, you have to remember."

"Good! Remembered Ying'er. ”

"Hee-hee! That's good. Yuan Guifei said happily.

"Tell me about your New Year's Eve at home."

"Okay! Okay! In fact, for the New Year at home, in addition to the family reunion, it is a lively child-" Speaking of this, Yuan Guifei came to an abrupt end. Just now, I got carried away and said the wrong thing.

She secretly glanced at Gao Yiming, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Gao Yiming's face had not changed. The queen knew what she was worried about, and said with a smile: "The past has passed, you just have to talk about yours, and I am also very curious about what interesting things your family has for the New Year." ”

"That's it, Ying'er, say it quickly, if you don't fall asleep after you finish speaking, I'll sing a song for you for free."

Hearing this, Empress Zhou and Concubine Yuan Guifei glanced at each other: "The emperor can still sing?" What to sing? They thought so in their hearts, after being married for so many years, they didn't know that the emperor could sing.

With a sense of expectation, Yuan Guifei crossed her fingers and quickly told her New Year's experience at her mother's house, and it could be seen that she was very happy to be able to spend the New Year with her family at home.

After finishing speaking in one breath, Yuan Guifei gently shook Gao Yiming's arm and said, "It's your turn, Your Majesty, what song do you want to sing to us, do you need the concubine to accompany you?" ”

"I'm singing, I'm afraid you haven't heard it, and you'll make the score of this lyric later."

"Okay—okay—you sing, I'll record it for you." Saying that, Yuan Guifei ran to the queen's imperial case and took the pen and paper, and waited for Gao Yiming to speak.

Looking at the two jade people who became little fans in front of him, Gao Yiming actually felt a little nervous, cleared his voice, and sang: "True love / Like a vast grassland / Layers of wind and rain / Can't be blocked... True feelings/Like plum blossoms blooming all over/Cold ice and snow/Can't be hidden... Snowflakes fluttering/North wind howling/Heaven and earth/A piece/Boundless... A cut of cold plums / proud in the snow / only for / Yiren / fragrance / love what I love / no regrets / this love / long stay / heart. The classic Divine Comedy "A Cut Plum", after he sang it, the different melody immediately won the love of all the audience, and at the end of the song, all the audience did not applaud.

"Uh-huh! ——”

Zhou Hou and Yuan Guifei were awakened by Gao Yiming's deliberate movements, and then they remembered to applaud.

"Your Majesty, what kind of singing style are you, it's quite nice between setbacks." Zhou Hou also nodded again and again, expressing his approval of Yuan Guifei's words.

Gao Yiming pretended to be profound: "It was a late night, I thought that a fairy-like character taught me this way of singing in a dream, and it has always been difficult to find a confidant, and today you two are full of ears." ”

"Eun-that's good, Sister Zhou and I are your confidants."

"It's still a confidante—" Zhou Hou added happily.

"Haha! - Okay, you two are my fans, red fans. ”

"What is a fan? Pink Skull? Yuan Guifei broke the casserole and asked to the end.

Gao Yiming glared at her: "What nonsense, what pink skeleton, it doesn't matter between the two, the fan means - hey, the brain hurts, what do you call the idol in your heart?" ”

"What is an idol?"

Looking at Yuan Guifei with an innocent face, Gao Yiming defeated her.

"It's what you call the hero in your heart or the courtesan who sings well."

"It's a hero and a prostitute."

"Well, in the future, it can be collectively referred to in one word, which is idol."

"Oooh! - You are my idol and Sister Zhou, are you Sister Zhou. ”

Zhou Hou nodded again and again.

looked at the two loyal fans in front of him, Gao Yiming felt a sense of accomplishment, and said: "People who follow in the footsteps of idols are called idol fans, understand." ”

"Got it - got it - you're our idol, we're your fans."

"Ying'er is so smart."

"Is that fan a daughter-in-law?"

"Walter?!" Yuan Guifei's words thundered Gao Yiming, this is a negative teaching material that is too smart, she must be given a good science popularization, so as not to be sorry for the people who eat melons in future generations.

"Ying'er, you understand, fans are not daughters-in-law, a person can marry several daughters-in-law, a hero and an idol can have thousands of fans, so fans and daughters-in-law are not the same, understand?"

"Oh-"

Seeing Gao Yiming's blushing neck and coarse explanation to Yuan Guifei, Zhou Hou couldn't help laughing, this Yuan Guifei is sometimes like a little Lori, with a big brain.

Gao Yiming took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said straight in his heart: "This iron fan is not easy to teach, or the intellectual royal sister like the queen is easy to fool, what to say, what to listen to, it is rare to ask questions, and she can make things beautiful for you, maybe this is the difference between the big wife and the little wife, the big wife is in the house, and the little wife is only responsible for being beautiful like a flower." ”

"Your Majesty, sing one more song!"

"Still singing, it's so late, why don't you sing it another day, we're coming to Japan for a long time, not at this moment, you say no, let's rest early, the queen is tired after playing for so long"

"Sing one more song-" Yuan Guifei hugged Gao Yiming's arm and shook it back and forth, coquettishly to him.

"The emperor will sing another song for his concubines, and we will go to rest after singing." The queen also helped.

Looking at the dignified and virtuous Zhou Hou, and smelling Yuan Guifei, who was different from Zhou Hou's woman's fragrance, and then feeling the softness of her arms, Gao Yiming sang decisively: "Hongchen has its own infatuation / Mo Xiao is too crazy / If it weren't for a cold bone / Then the plum blossoms are fragrant... Plum blossoms break people's intestines / plum blossoms two make it difficult to think / plum blossoms three lanes storm / clouds and smoke deep water boundless... Ask what is the love in the world / Only teach people life and death to promise each other / See how many stories in the world / The most soul-destroying plum blossom three lanes. "Plagiarized another song "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms".

"I didn't expect the lyrics to be changed like this, asking what is the love in the world, and the direct teaching promises life and death-asking what the love in the world is, and the direct teaching promises life and death-" Looking at Zhou Hou, who was chanting in a low voice, Gao Yiming reached out to wipe away the tears in her eyes, and gently hugged him into his arms.

When I turned around and saw that Yuan Guifei was also a pear blossom with rain, I couldn't say that I would also hug her into my arms.

Since Wang Chengen briefly told him that before leaving the capital once, Emperor Chongzhen in order to prevent his daughter-in-law, son and daughter from falling into the hands of thieves and pain, he has always felt ashamed of these two women, both of them also died because of themselves, and now they have escaped death, although they say that they don't blame him, but people are not gods after all, and there should still be fear in his heart, and now he can only think of this way to relieve the sorrow in their chests for them.