stern wife

Chapter 620
Pei Xiaoran shook his head and said:

"It's a pity, the fifty big boards are enough for him to live and die.

Besides, let him escape this time, will I let him escape next time? "

Silkworm curiously asked:

"I don't know what trick the master has?"

Pei Xiaoran's smile collapsed, and he said:
"Is there a clever plan... I don't have it yet, but there is no rush, let my fifth brother 'enjoy' it for a few more days.

Hmm... Next, I want Sister Mulberry Silkworm to investigate something with me. "

Silkworm asked curiously again:

"What's the matter?"

Pei Xiaoran's face turned serious, and said:
"Things to do with the dead."

Mulberry silkworm nodded in response, and didn't ask any more questions if he was interested.

Pei Xiaoran turned his head to look at Han Chan who had been standing quietly by the side, and said:

"Sister Han Chan, I also want to ask you to do something.

The First Highness has already got rid of the Third Highness, and the next thing he has to deal with is the Fourth Highness, you go to the Fourth Highness's house and inform him, so that he will be more careful in his actions in the future.

Especially strangers, not to be trusted casually. "

Zhu Tingzhi once helped Pei Xiaoran, and the two have a good relationship. Although they don't communicate often, they appreciate each other's character very much.

In the previous life, even though Zhu Tingzhi had been so aloof from the world, Zhu Lianxi did not let him go in the end.

So this time, Pei Xiaoran will definitely not let Zhu Lianxi succeed again, it can be regarded as fulfilling the responsibility of a friend.

Chilling down the spine of the chilling cicada, she hurriedly responded:
"Yes!"

After the explanation, the three of them acted separately.

Han Chan took a horse and rushed towards the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Now the fourth prince has moved out of the palace, but because there is no crown prince, he has not yet been crowned king, nor has he been assigned a land, so he temporarily lives in the mansion bestowed on him by the Holy Majesty.

After being crowned prince, he will be able to become king and move out of Zhijing to live in his own fief.

Oh, of course, if he was named the prince, it would be a completely different life.

But Zhu Tingzhi didn't have much interest in that position, especially after his mother and concubine passed away, he was even more lonely and unwilling to compete with anyone.

Han Chan followed Pei Xiaoran to meet the prince a few times, and had a good impression of this person, especially because it was something Pei Xiaoran told her, so she naturally paid more attention to it, and hurried along the way, and soon arrived at the fourth prince's mansion.

After the gatekeeper went in to report, he came back quickly and respectfully invited Han Chan in.

Han Chan followed Pei Xiaoran to this place a few times when he had a gathering with the fourth prince, but every time he came, he would be attracted by the quiet and elegant layout here.

The fourth prince's mansion is not big, and it is unrenovated and magnificent. Along the way, the most common sights are patches of green bamboo forests and hills and streams.

Occasionally, some small animals can be seen running quickly in the bamboo forest. Since there are more forests than buildings, it will give people the illusion of being in a wild bamboo forest.

However, it is precisely this kind of layout with more forests and fewer rooms that makes people relax unconsciously as they walk, as if walking in the forest, and their mood becomes extremely relaxed.

Han Chan couldn't help but sighed lightly.

This Fourth Highness really shouldn't be reborn in the royal family. If he is just a son of an ordinary wealthy family, he will live a life of carefree life.

However, he was born in the place where dragons and tigers fight.

Even if he is indifferent and doesn't seek fame and wealth, others will get rid of him in order to avoid future troubles.

Therefore, no matter whether he fights or not, it is difficult for him to escape the vortex of power in his life.

In the distance, there is a faint sound of the piano, which becomes clearer as you walk forward.

Han Chan was slightly taken aback, the misty, weeping and whining sound of the piano... for some reason, hearing it in her ears, she couldn't help but think of her dead mother.

Having stayed by Pei Xiaoran's side all these years, Han Chan actually doesn't think of the past very often.

One is because she has completely severed the relationship with the previous home, and she no longer wants to recall everything related to it.

Second, Pei Xiaoran treated her very well, and when she was sad, he could always give her comfort and encouragement at the right time.

Gradually, the wounds in her heart were healed one by one.

But the sound of the zither heard today, like a hand, gently pushed open the door to the past, which made her feel an indescribable and unexplainable sense of sadness.

Han Chan thought, the person playing the piano must also be thinking of someone who passed away, right?

Following the guide, they came to a path leading to a bamboo forest, and after a short walk, they saw a clearing.

The man playing the qin was sitting cross-legged casually on the verdant green grass. He was dressed in purple and his robes were spread out on the ground. There was an ancient qin on his lap, and his slender fingers like white jade were gently stroking the strings.

Beside him was a small table with a pot of tea on it and a small incense burner beside it.

The breeze blowing through the bamboo grove blows the shredded tobacco, and the sound of the wind echoes the sound of the piano, creating a feeling of depression.

Han Chan couldn't help but pause.

The scene in front of me, if it weren't for the people moving, the leaves shaking, and the smoke floating, would really be as elegant and moving as a painting.

The person leading the way just wanted to raise his hand to report, but Han Chan gently raised his hand to stop him.

Han Chan didn't want to disturb others playing the piano, so she waved her hand to the person who led the way, indicating that the rest would be left to herself.

The guide understood and quietly stepped aside.

Zhu Tingzhi didn't seem to notice the arrival of the two of them, and continued to fiddle with the strings under his hand.

After the end of the song, I suddenly heard a soft voice next to me, and said slowly:

"The tung tree of the Dragon Gate, whose root is half dead and half alive, is chopped to make a qin, and its sound is the most sorrowful in the world."

Zhu Tingzhi raised his head in surprise, seeing that the speaker was Han Chan, he couldn't help but smile gently.

But immediately, he shook his head and said:

"Young lady is a person who understands the qin, but it's a pity that I made a mistake. This qin is not made of Longmen tung tree."

Han Chan also shook her head and said:

"Although the qin is not the tung tree of Longmen, the sound is the most sad in the world."

Seeing the unconcealable sorrow and pain in Zhu Tingzhi's gentle smile, Han Chan's heart softened, and she said like a ghost:

"Although the little girl is often comforted by others, she is very stupid and has not learned to comfort others. Seeing His Royal Highness being so sad, she is speechless.

If the Fourth Highness does not dislike it, can the little girl play the piano for the Fourth Highness? "

Although Han Chan is now just an ordinary person by Pei Xiaoran's side, he was from the Hou family before, so playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not a problem.

Zhu Tingzhi was slightly taken aback, then smiled and stretched out his hand and said:
"Miss Han Chan, please."

After receiving the guqin handed by Zhu Tingzhi, Han Chan followed his example and sat on the ground, and after a little thought, she began to play with the strings.

She didn't play some cheerful tunes to forcibly wash away the sadness in Zhu Tingzhi's heart, that would only be counterproductive, making Zhu Tingzhi's depression more and more irresolvable.

Her tunes are leisurely, gentle, sad but not sad, gliding through my heart like a trickle, taking away the accumulated sadness and sorrow little by little.

In fact, joy in life is impermanent, and sadness is always inevitable.

What is important is how a person can get through the ups and downs and become more tenacious and stronger after being sad.

(End of this chapter)