Yuan Meiren asked the little maid to go to the courtyard of the glamorous beauty and secretly found a shakuhachi back.

She didn't dare to go to the shore of Yingliu Lake to play, thinking that they all liked to practice by the water, most likely because the echo of the water waves would bring out the pitch and correct their blowing skills.

The water area of the koi pond is not large, and the water is shallow, so even if you fall into it, you will not drown.

So she came here with a shakuhachi.

Who knew that after blowing a song in a whisper just now, I felt dizzy.

I wanted to find a place to sit for a while, but I felt that the stones by the pond were cold, so I planned to go back and lie down first.

But I don't know why, I suddenly heard some tune in my ears, and the sound was extremely desolate.

She was a little frightened, could it be that there were other concubines who also practiced here?

I turned my head and looked around, but I didn't see anyone.

The lotus leaves of the pond have long since withered, and the rockery rocks are all swaying grass, where are the people?

The forbidden army came here once in half an hour, and she came only after calculating the time.

The tune is bleak and resentful, and it seems that someone is still crying.

"You're here? Don't go! A woman's voice rang in her ears.

Yuan Meiren was very timid, and immediately panicked, holding on to the rockery and planning to leave quickly.

The woman's voice sounded again, "If you learn this tune well, you can serve the emperor." Hahahaha, all the glory and wealth in this life are gone. ”

These few words are said strangely, but they have entered the heart of Yuan Meiren.

That's what her subconscious mind thinks.

"You go ahead and play a song, just a little bit."

The voice continued, and Motomito couldn't help but pick up shakuhachi.

She's struggling.

"Just a little bit, a little bit." The woman's voice became extremely gentle, as if pleading.

Yuan Meiren still blew a short paragraph after all.

This time, she suddenly found that the tune had become very good, and even she had obviously pressed the wrong syllable, and there was no discordant sound.

"Look, listen, can you blow well? The emperor will definitely like it, if you want to blow it again, you will blow it again. As if to bewitch her, the female voice kept whispering, as if it was in her own ears.

There was no one around her, so there should be no one.

Yuan Mei couldn't tell if it was the shaking of the shadows of the trees caused by the wind blowing, or if there was someone standing behind her.

I just kept thinking: blow it again, blow it again, I can do it too.

"The emperor likes this shakuhachi tone the most, right? He told you that he can only sleep peacefully when he hears this tune, you are all practicing, practice well. ”

Yuan Meiren blew again, and this time she found that she was blowing more smoothly.

"Look, aren't you good? How did you capture the emperor's heart before? Now there is still a chance, they are all dead, now there is only you, the emperor only has you! The woman's voice suddenly became a little harsh, and there was a hint of mockery.

But Yuan Meiren was a little indistinguishable, she just felt more dizzy, and she couldn't even see the road ahead.

The shakuhachi in his hand seemed to be getting bigger, and it was slowly heating up, and it was hot, and he couldn't hold it tightly.

"In this world, male and female love is fake. What you have to do is to win the favor of the emperor and get countless gold, silver and jewelry, so that you can live the rest of your life? The woman's voice suddenly changed to a thoughtful teaching, "You are all this age, don't think about any love, it's better to get more gold." You see, the emperor is in front of you, he is coming to you, you go and greet him! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

Yuan Meiren's eyes widened with effort, and her eyes were full of white mist.

However, at this moment, she had completely lost her judgment, and according to the woman's words, she hurried forward......

It wasn't until she fell into the pond, drank a lot of cold water, and stepped on the sparse mud at the bottom of the pond that she suddenly came to her senses and shouted for help.

The water in the pond was not deep, and when she regained consciousness, she found that the water was only up to her waist, as long as she stabilized her body and stood up.

However, after such a flutter, he crawled out of the pond in embarrassment covered in mud, and was still seen by the passing Mu Chief, who shouted loudly, which also alarmed Yuan Jianshuo, the commander of the forbidden army, and Zhang Duzhang, the chief manager.

Fortunately, he did not lose his life.

When Manager Zhang asked about the situation, she just said that she also wanted to show it at the big cold banquet, so she came to the koi pond...... It's just a moment of dizziness and fell in.

Because the palace was going to prepare a big cold banquet, it was indeed a bit chaotic.

They just sent someone to escort Yuan Meiren back to the Deer Park residence, and then left.

Zhang Du thought that he still had to talk to the queen about this matter, so he hurriedly ran to the Tianyuan Palace where Yang Xianrong reported the news.

What Yuan Meiren said was recognized by Zhang Du.

"The old slave was talking to Commander Yuan at the time, and when he heard the voice, he ran over to look." Zhang Du bowed, "There is already thin ice on the other side of the pond, so the old slave was just guessing at the time, maybe it was Yuan Meiren's foot slipping down." I didn't expect anything like this......"

"Well, it's not easy for Manager Zhang to run over as soon as possible, don't blame yourself." Yang Xianrong stretched out his hand and helped him weakly, "You sit down first, it's okay." ”

"Thank you, Queen." Zhang Du still stood aside, extremely disciplined.

Yang Xianrong didn't force it, but asked Yuan Meiren again: "How do you feel after you blow shakuhachi?" It's not just dizziness, is there something else? ”

Yuan Meiren covered her heart and recalled, "When it blows, you will soon be able to immerse yourself in it." Then, you feel like you're floating in the air...... In mid-air, and then I was a little powerless, it was the feeling of being out of breath, I wanted to stop, but I found that I couldn't stop at all, how to say this? I wanted to stop, but my fingers and lips were still moving, and the shakuhachi was like magic, like it was sucking me......"

"Is that how it felt when you first blow?" Yang Xianrong asked very strangely, and Liu Yao looked at her more.

"When I played the first paragraph, I felt that I was in excellent condition today, but when I played the second paragraph, I felt that I was able to connect with the heart of the shakuhachi...... Can you understand the feeling, Queen? It's like the tune will flow with the heart...... The slave doesn't know how to describe it......" Yuan Meiren said, also gesturing.

Yang Xianrong took her hands and sighed lightly, "Needless to say, Bengong knows that feeling, because Bengong also feels it." ”

(End of chapter)