Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 633

At night, Chunfang Pavilion.

The attic is close to the water, and there is moisture in the spring night, and the flowers and trees are misty. When the night wind comes, the lamps and shadows shake, and the whole attic is like being in the south of the Yangtze River. There is a dream that seems drunk but not drunk.

Under the light, the golden pattern was shining brightly, and Li Xuanye sat quietly in front of the piano case.

His side face was hidden in the shadows, his delicate eyebrows were drooping, his wide sleeves were scattered on the ground, his fingers rested on the piano casually, and the sound of the piano came out faintly between twitches and presses.

Lonely and slow, even a little chaotic.

The tune can't be tuned, and the tune can't be tuned, but it's hard to forget when you listen to it.

In the dark, Yuan Ce and Yang Yi looked at each other, and finally couldn't help but move their toes, and bowed forward: "Your Highness, would you like some hangover soup?"

"That's right, you've been drinking at the wine shop for half the night, now that the cold wind blows, you might get hit easily..."

With a sound of "Zheng", the strings of the piano trembled, causing the hearts of the two people to jump.

Li Xuanye supported his forehead with one hand, while the other hand was still on the strings, and asked lightly, "Have you heard of "Dragon Song"?"

"This..." Yang Yi was taken aback, "The tiger roars and the dragon sings?"

"Yes." Li Xuanye paused his fingers, and the strings trembled again, but the tone was much clearer than before.

"I remember now." Yuan Ce's eyes lit up, "It's the Crown Princess... Ah, Mrs. Zhao played the roar of the tiger before... Hey, and the dragon chant?"

Yang Yi was also a little surprised: "The tiger roars and the dragon sings, so these two songs are together?"

Li Xuanye smiled, sat up straight, and put his hands on the piano again.

The sound of the piano sounds, murderous.

It is no longer as casual as before, but high-pitched and hasty, like a group of dragons going out to sea, or like a heavenly emperor coming to the world, with the potential to call wind and rain, drive thunder and lightning.

The lake below the stage also seemed to be controlled by the sound of the piano, and the originally calm lake surface suddenly became choppy.

The hidden guards hidden on the roof came out in full force, forming formations around them silently.

The sound of the zither has a strong sense of killing, and there is a danger of burying millions of corpses.

Regardless of whether he knows the rhythm or not, no matter whether he knows the piano music or not, he can feel the huge shock, and he is willing to become a hawk dog for his encouragement.

At the end of the song, everything is quiet.

Yang Yi only felt the cold sweat on her back, pursed her lips, wanted to say something, but still didn't dare to say it.

But Yuan Ce recovered from his stupefaction, raised his head suddenly, and blurted out: "Your Highness, what are you doing tonight...why are you playing this piano sound suddenly?"

After another pause, I suddenly realized: "Your Highness, if you had played this song earlier, you might be able to play it with the Crown Princess..." His heart skipped a beat, he suddenly stopped talking, he raised his head in panic, and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince. .

Li Xuanye didn't care too much about these words, just smiled and said lightly: "Yeah——"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and folded his arms, seeming to be a little lost in spirit.

The roar of the tiger is the upper half of the que, and the chant of the dragon is the lower half of the que. Together, it is a double music of great gifts.

At that time, Zhao Xiwei showed his sharpness for the first time, and unintentionally played a half-quee tiger roar in Gu's mansion, which shocked everyone.

He didn't particularly take it to heart, so he didn't think about playing with her.

Because for him, learning how to govern the country is the most important thing. As for whether he knows the rhythm, whether he can play the piano, or even the brushwork, these are all dispensable things.

From childhood to adulthood, he was trained strictly according to a generation of emperors.

A qualified king must be able to obey the will of heaven at the top and appease the hearts of the people at the bottom.

He never spends his mind on such small things, and he never shows them to the outside world.

Except that time when she was angry with him, in order to make her happy, he didn't think too much about it, and played a lingering piano sound at will.

She is always easy to coax.

As long as he is willing to show sincerity, she will definitely turn back.

It was also on such a night, and also on such a high platform, he was so confident and calm, stretched out his arms towards her, and said with a smile: "Come here yet?"

As soon as the words fell, she flew towards him with her skirt in hand and fell into his arms.

She was so impatient, so soft and affectionate, like a bunch of spring roses, showing him endless charm.

But this time, she was so determined...

No matter how humble he tried to persuade him to stay, she was determined to leave.

In fact, he also knew the crux of the matter.

only……

It's good that she's gone now.

Above the court, the storm is about to come, maybe wait for him to hold the sun and the moon, and then open his arms to her...

The night wind blew in, and he was dizzy from alcohol.

He lowered his head and raised his forehead, and said softly, "Everyone back down..."

Yang Yi and Yuan Ce hesitated to speak: "Your Highness, it's very windy here, why don't you go to the study to rest?"

His Royal Highness closed his eyes slightly and did not answer.

The two of you looked at me, and I looked at you, so they had no choice but to take the cloak and lightly put it on his shoulders, then swept it quietly and went down the pavilion.

The left and right dark guards all followed.

After dozens of figures were all hidden in the night, His Royal Highness sitting in front of the piano case opened his eyes suddenly.

one two Three……

In the night, there was breathing, accompanied by the swing of the dress.

The footsteps are extremely light and slow, like a wild cat hunting.

When Li Xuanye silently counted to number 18, the visitor suddenly stopped.

It seems that the other party is still quite afraid of him...

In this case, if he didn't cooperate, wouldn't the fish dare to come out of the water?
With a sneer in his heart, he closed his eyes again.

The palace lanterns are bright, and the golden patterns are shining brightly. Even if it is only half of the profile, it is still a sight to stop.

When Gu Yuci walked slowly up the high platform along the stone steps, such a scene fell into his eyes instantly, and his breathing tightened suddenly.

But just for a moment, she calmed down that trace of uneasiness.

It's normal for such a person that beauty tricks are useless to him.

But if she keeps using it because it is useless, then she is too cowardly!

Drunk, hurt, lethargic...

This is her last chance!
As long as she can be tied to him completely, as long as he gives her a title, she will be giving herself an explanation and her family an explanation.

As for whether he has feelings for himself, whether he has a heart-oh, who cares about these?

He has feelings for that woman, but in the end?

Such a man is a born emperor, as long as he can become his woman, he can ascend to the most envied position of women in the world.

Ordinary people always like to say that the heights are too cold, and that the emperor has no love.

Gu Yuci just chuckled.

They are all sitting at the highest place, who cares whether it is cold or not?A woman who has become an emperor, who cares whether he loves her or not?

That is to say, the kind of little woman who has never seen the world will choose to leave because he doesn't love herself enough.

The semi-circular moon peeped out from the clouds and cast a clear light on the high platform.

Gu Yuci stood aside, staring at him quietly for a while.

It wasn't until her breathing was completely calm and her thoughts were completely calm that she raised her hands and slowly dropped them on her shoulders.

The spring shirt was light and thin like mist, covering the fair and tender skin of a girl like nephrite jade.

(End of this chapter)