The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 296
The first time Luo Sang saw Jingshang was at the edge of the lake where the apricot blossoms were lightly raining in the imperial capital, the willows were soft and the drizzle was like crisp.

She clearly remembered that day when her aunt Feng Guanxiapei married into the palace, and all relatives in the family saw her off by the embankment by the lake.When she was young, she was held by the nanny's side. She wore a tight hood filled with warm fleece, and tried to poke her head out to see herself more clearly.However, her gaze was not attracted by the aunt with heavy makeup, but instead fell on a person - the prince standing at the bow of the boat to greet his relatives, dressed in white brocade, with a dignified appearance.

In the following years, Luo Sang often thought of this scene, so he sighed, and sure enough, the karmic cycle in this world has already been doomed in the dark.

The queen's birthday banquet was extremely lavish, and all the guests were invited to the banquet, as well as the nobles of the royal family, as well as the children or family members of the family.The banquet was arranged in Xiangxue Garden. At this time, pear blossoms were blooming all over the garden, profusely like a pile of white snow, and the palace people brought fine wine, fruits and vegetables to them like flowing water.

Luo Sang, the daughter of a collateral branch of the Luo family, was allocated an elegant seat in the corner, and took on the job of playing the piano during the small banquet.

When it comes to playing the piano, it was originally arranged for the famous Jiang Ruchen to play, but she is too injured to attend.So, having gained the favor of the imperial concubine and aunt, the job fell on her.

In the middle of the banquet, some eunuchs hurriedly put their ears to the emperor's ear, but when the queen's face changed, the emperor suddenly got up and greeted a person.The man was wearing a crescent-white golden brocade, and he was imposing, and he seemed out of place with the children of the family who were admiring the flowers and facing the moon.

The scene was a little stagnant, except for the continuous sound of the zither behind the veil in the corner.Glancing at the stunned crowd from the scene, he glanced at the corner faintly, and could vaguely see a girl wearing a Sichuan gauze phoenix dress sitting beside a short pear tree playing the piano, her cheeks slanted sideways. A branch of white pear, with pale white petals drifting down slowly, landed on her Yaoqin, and even one petal landed on her eyelashes like light feathers.

The sound of the zither continued, and someone suddenly exclaimed during the banquet, and Jing jumped up while supporting the table, avoiding the poisonous needle of the masked man who suddenly appeared from the tree behind him.Luo Sang raised her eyes in panic, and saw the empress and those unarmed descendants of the family surrounded by dozens of masked men, with only one person standing outside with a long sword in his hand.

The snow-like pear blossoms in the garden rustled down, and the man in the sea of ​​fragrant snow raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a long sword, like a long wind coming out of the valley, with the momentum of one to ten like a broken bamboo, it seemed effortless at all.

Luosang was inexplicably relieved, she lowered her eyes, raised her fingertips and plucked the strings again.

I still remember many years later, many children of the family still remember this scene.Under the pear blossom tree, in the corner, there is a girl playing the piano quietly, the sound of the piano is reassuring, the pear blossoms are like a thousand piles of snow, the long sword is as white as snow on the sharp edge, and the man who is as powerful as a swimming dragon hides the secrets in his eyes. The scorching gaze, the coordination is seamless yet so thrilling.

There was a loud bang, and Jing Shang and the last masked man fell to the side of the small case where Luosang Fuqin was played.

Luo Sang subconsciously picked up Yaoqin and wanted to back away, but intentionally or unintentionally, her eyes were facing the pair of smiling eyes on the upper scene.The sword in his hand was as cold as cold light, but his eyes reminded her of the first sunshine in early winter, bright and warm, transparent and pure, making people unbearable to bear.

(End of this chapter)