Assist Xianggong to seize the throne: concubine body six children

Chapter 747 Do you still remember the beginning (24)

Hongzhuang turned to look at her, her eyes were red, and her voice pretended to be normal, "Liu'er, this is the capital we have lived in for so many years, do you remember?"

Today's depression is not as prosperous as it was that day.

"Do you remember that I used to take you over the wall to escape from the Zhao Mansion to play? Your mother can blame me." Hongzhuang smiled as she spoke, and suddenly pointed to the front and said, "Look, that is The place where we learned the piano, I was trained badly at that time."

Recalling that time, Xiangsi couldn't help but smile, "You remember wrongly. When I was learning the piano, I was trained a lot. The musicians often praised you for being open-minded and playing the piano in a style of your own."

"Really?" Hong Zhuang was stunned, "I thought that being with Liu'er would always be incomparable to me."

"You are the number one beauty in the capital. You are skilled in martial arts and arts. Why can't you compare to me? It's just that you said that when you were young. In the eyes of outsiders, you are much better than me." Xiangsi said and looked at Hongzhuang solemnly, "I have always been like this think."

Hearing this, Hong Zhuang's face became serious, and then she jumped off the horse and pulled Acacia towards the music workshop. The soldiers kicked open the door, and the inside was deserted for a long time, heavy with soot, and only a few musical instruments were left. gone.

"When there is a war, people will panic. Most of the people at the foot of the world are used to living a comfortable life. When they hear that the rebels have won most of the world, they know that sooner or later they will hit the capital. People who flee, go, and fail. And I shut myself in the house every day and dare not come out." Hong Zhuang walked to a piano and stretched out her hand to brush away the dust, and her fingertips parted the strings, making a deep sound.

Xiangsi silently walked to the front of the piano in front of her, and said after a while, "After all, Yi Pavilion is not invaded by foreign tribes, even if it wins the world, it will not treat the people badly."

"What about the dead people?" Hong Zhuang asked back, then smiled, "Do you still remember the song that the musician taught us at that time?"

(End of this chapter)