Concubine Chongxi: Binding the Medicine Jar to the Master

Chapter 61: Charming Soul (1)
It seemed that God heard Baili Jiuge's voice and decided to fulfill her. The next day, her high fever really subsided, and her head became very clear.It's just that the clothes were sticky to the body covered in sweat, it was very uncomfortable, and even the hair was wet as if washed, Baili Jiuge didn't care, sat on the bed and stretched a lot.

She slept well in the second half of the night, but she didn't know when Mo Li got up, but when she woke up, there was no one around her, and the place where Mo Li had slept was still slightly warm.

Putting on the embroidered shoes and standing up, Baili Jiuge stretched his muscles and bones a little, then put on his cloak and went outside to fetch a basin of water, heated the water with internal force, wiped off the sweat on his body with a towel, and roughly smoothed his long hair , and then dress up and freshen up.

Because Guishui was still pouring on her body, she felt a little weak, so Baili Jiuge slowed down a little, and after finishing everything, she went to find Mo Li.

But after searching for a long time, Mo Li was still missing, as if he was not in the mansion.Baili Jiuge simply searched for a while, but in the end Mo Li couldn't find it, but found Duan Yao and Rong Weijun who were drinking tea and talking together under the pavilion in the back garden.

When the eyes of the three people intersected in the air, it seemed that there were some complicated and unpredictable things in the air, which weighed heavily on Baili Jiuge's heart, making her quite uncomfortable.

But after all, seeing Rong Weijun, there was still a pleasant surprise in his heart, Baili Jiuge waved his hand and called out: "Xiao Rong, did you stay at Shizi Mansion last night?"

Rong Weijun has that iconic lazy smile on his face, his eyes seem to be thousands of feet deep in the peach blossom pool, which has the meaning of humility.

He greeted Baili Jiuge over, and said with a smile: "I had nothing to do last night, so I sat on the roof of the backyard and watched the moonlight, and I fell asleep unconsciously, and when I woke up, it was Yinshi, hehe. "

Hearing this, Baili Jiuge mocked, "Look at the moon so intently that you can still fall asleep on the roof. There's nothing wrong with you!"

"Hey, I'm too tired during the day." Rong Weijun rubbed the back of his head and smiled calmly.

However, Duan Yao has not said a word since Baili Jiuge appeared, and only concentrated on drinking the cup of apricot blossom tea. Her lukewarm eyes glanced at Baili Jiuge from time to time. It means to ponder deeply.

Baili Jiuge was shallow-minded, although he knew that Duan Yao must have speculated about her, but he didn't bother to explain anything, he just focused on talking to Mr. Rong Wei: "What are you busy with on weekdays? The second son, you are like a wandering man, and you make yourself so tired. I think you should learn from Mo Li, rest at home more, and take a carriage when you go out!"

As soon as Mo Li was mentioned, remembering that he was not in the mansion, he hurriedly asked: "Where did Mo Li go?"

Rong Weijun smiled and replied: "He, of course he went to the Fangfei Hall to give money to Miss Bai Qiang."

Baili Jiuge was taken aback, thinking that yesterday, when Rong Weijun said that he would send someone to send the money to Fangfei Museum today, so Mo Li came to apologize in person?However, since I am not in the Fangfei Museum, this matter is really a mess, and I don't know if the bustard mother can understand it.

Then at noon, after eating, Baili Jiuge was forced by Rong Weijun to continue drinking medicine. Rong Weijun took it out as a matter of course. This was the order left by Mo Lili before the mansion. Drink the medicine with candied dates.

This whole day, Mo Li didn't come back, but sent Yuying back to the mansion to send a message to Baili Jiuge, asking her to rest earlier, because he still has other things to do.

Because of discussing the matter of eradicating Baili Jiuge the night before, Yuying looked a little bit grumpy, and this time when she was communicating with Baili Jiuge, that Gujing's calm face also showed a slight unnaturalness.

Baili Jiuge didn't mind anymore, and sent Yuying away after hearing the message. After dinner and drinking the concoction, he greeted Rong Weijun and went to bed early...

When he woke up in the middle of the night, it seemed that the ugly time had just arrived, Baili Jiuge stretched on the bed, a little awake, and didn't want to continue to sleep.

After lying like this for a long while, suddenly, in a haze, I heard something.She listened carefully, and found that the voice was clear and faint, yet faint and far away, stirring her mind one after another.

She was a little surprised. This is... the sound of the piano?Who is still playing the piano so late?
Suddenly, I remembered the day when I broke into Mo Li's other courtyard two years ago to beg for the Nine-color Ganoderma lucidum. When I stepped into the other courtyard, I heard the clear and distant sound of the piano, and it was Mo Li himself who played the piano at that time.

So at this moment, is he also playing the piano?
Baili Jiuge was startled, turned over and got out of bed, put on his shoes and ran out.Mo Li is also true!She doesn't sleep at night even though her body is so weak. Is this adding to the illness?

She pushed the door and hurriedly followed the sound of the piano to find it. That direction was the remote part of the back garden. She didn't go there often, but she knew that Mo Li had planted the epiphyllum seeds brought from Zhou Guo in that area. There are no flowers in the borderland during the day, but it blooms like snow late at night. She didn't pay attention to that scene.

But at this moment, when Baili Jiuge arrived there, the almost dreamlike scene in front of her completely took her breath away. At this moment, she lost her words and just stared at the scene in front of her in a daze.

It was epiphyllum, like a sea of ​​dazzling white, and like a storm in a prosperous age, it dyed the world dazzlingly.

The moonlight sprinkled thousands of hectares of brilliance on the flowers and snow, and each petal was like a finely crafted product, covered with delicate frost, spreading towards the center of the flower, spreading the flowers of this life. All the elegance gathered here, gathered on the person who played the piano in the sea of ​​flowers.

Baili Jiuge almost lost his mind, just staring at that person almost obsessively.

He, dressed in tea-white and clear rhyme, sits cross-legged on a platform among thousands of epiphyllums. The crane cloak carries the moonlight in the color of jade, and the embroidered epiphyllums are charmingly swaying to the ground, true and false, melting and melting.

Half a bunch of black hair, the tea-white hosta on the hairpin splits the moonlight on both sides, one side is as bright as water, and the other side is dark and seductive.And he, under the shadow of the flowing light, which is both real and illusory, flicks a Yaoqin, letting the slender fingers be nimble and vigorous, and letting the elegant eyebrows be mesmerizing like a painting.

Every tone trembles, knocking on the heartstrings, as if clear clouds come to heaven and earth; every move, it's like a person from the nine heavens composing a song for the mortal world, and the palace merchants conquer the feathers, showing the elegance of the times.

Baili Jiuge had already forgotten everything, in his eyes and in his heart, only the pale moon and night, epiphyllum like snow, and that person who gathered all kinds of beauty in one body remained.

In the ear, except for his piano sound, I can't hear anything else, I just stare and listen stupidly, let the soul fly out of the body, lingering around him, it is difficult to leave...

After an unknown amount of time, a figure walked out of the darkness and landed beside Mo Li.

Baili Jiuge stared at Rong Weijun who suddenly appeared, but couldn't get his consciousness out of his mind to care about him. He just stared blankly at Rong Weijun holding the short jade flute and putting it to his lips. , as if to play a duet with Mo Li...

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

This sudden change shattered Baili Jiuge's dream that was almost addicted to him, and he regained his senses for a moment, only then did he see clearly that it was Mo Li who stopped the piano, looked up at Rong Weijun beside him, and whispered Said: "Don't play the flute."

The corner of Rong Weijun's mouth twitched, and he asked awkwardly, "Why?"

"Your flute is so loud and bright that it will disturb Jiu Ge."

Hearing this, Rong Weijun's expression became very rich. "Mo Li, you are not kind. You only allow the state officials to set fires, but not the common people to light the lamps. You can play the piano freely, and you are not afraid that Jiuge will be disturbed by your piano sound."

Mo Li stroked the strings with one hand, and explained: "The bang flute is cheerful and easy to excite, but the sound of the piano is played for meditation. What's more, what I just played just now is a calming song. If Jiuge is still in a dream, I will be able to play well." sleep."

Rong Weijun's smile was even more meaningful, "It's hard to believe that you would defend her like this, there must be a reason?"

"The reason..." Mo Li sighed lightly: "She was a good girl, but she is really not suitable for a place where people's hearts are mixed. She is working too hard, so let her sleep well."

These words made Baili Jiuge so warm that she was speechless, and the warmth came up like an overwhelming mountain, shaking her heart.

It turned out that Mo Li treated her with sincerity from the heart...

At this moment, there seemed to be a crack in my heart, as if I couldn't resist the warmth and became softer, softer, and seemed to be getting closer to Mo Li...

Suddenly, Rong Weijun's voice passed through thousands of epiphyllums, and came lazily: "Hey, Mo Li, you miscalculated, Jiu Ge was still woken up, look, isn't she right there?"

After being pointed out by Rong Weijun, Baili Jiuge hurriedly walked out, and said with a smile: "Xiao Rong, you are wrong, I was not woken up by the sound of the piano, I was already awake when Mo Li played the piano, I was thinking about why Mo Li didn't pay attention to her body, so I came here."

She jumped up, and the red dress fluttered in the wind like a dancing phoenix feather. In an instant, she landed on the platform where the two of them were. You really should take good care of your body, right? You’re still playing the piano with the cold wind blowing in the middle of the night! Hurry up and rest in the house, and I’ll make you a bowl of hot ginger soup!”

Mo Li's expression moved slightly, and the light of the moon shadow flowed in the clear and shallow eyes, which was soft but ever-changing. After a long time, he replied softly: "It's okay."

It was Rong Weijun who suggested with great interest: "It's rare that Jiuge also came out. It would be so boring to go to the house to rest? Jiuge, how about you sing a tune for us? It won't be long."

"Let me sing?" Baili Jiuge turned to look at Rong Weijun, and replied with a smile: "I'm not good at this, I'm afraid you won't be able to listen to what I sing!"

"Hey, too modest, too modest!" Rong Weijun waved his wide sleeves and continued to encourage her with a smile: "Aren't you always informal? Do whatever you want, regardless of whether it's good at it or not!"

These words made Baili Jiuge suddenly enlightened. After thinking about it carefully, isn't he the kind of person who does what he wants?No matter how it is sung, just sing it happily!

Then he gave a big smile, stood up, his red skirt fluttered, his black hair flicked like a waterfall, his lips parted, and he sang loudly:
"If you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, it will rush to the sea and never return. If you don't see the mirror in the high hall, the sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful. Come back after all the money is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups. Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, and the cup will not stop. A song with Junge, please pour out for me Listen. The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive. I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk. The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers keep their names. Chen Wang used to have a feast of banquets, and the wine was full of joy. Why does the master say so little? Money, you have to buy it for your discretion. Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold furs, Hu'er will exchange fine wines, and sell eternal sorrows with you!"

After a song, the five tones will be complex, and the weather is extraordinary.

Baili Jiuge knows that he is not good at singing, but he doesn't know that he is free and unrestrained between the lines, and he sings in one breath, just relying on the feeling in his heart, he sings with a momentum of ups and downs, fluttering and fluttering, and he seems to laugh when he sees the world vertically/horizontally. close.The white clouds flowed from the sky and disappeared with the wind, maybe her voice had a bit of a feminine twist, the ups and downs of this song were less heroic and unrestrained, and more free and easy!

When the singing fell, Rong Weijun tapped the emerald piccolo suddenly, and sighed sincerely: "This kind of style is transformed from the heart... Jiuge, you are so generous!"

Baili Jiuge was stunned for a moment, and then laughed brightly: "You are too famous, I am really not good at singing, I just sing whatever I want!"

Rong Weijun smiled and said nothing, but his eyes glanced at Mo Li intentionally or unintentionally...

At this moment, he caught a touch of tenderness in Mo Li's eyes, although it was only a flash in the pan, but the pity in those eyes still did not escape Rong Weijun's eyes.

As if he understood something in his heart, he couldn't help but chuckled secretly, curled the corners of his lips meaningfully, and once again thought of teasing and watching a play, he laughed: "Mo Li's qin music all played out his thoughts, nine Song, do you want to listen to the piano? I think it's very fun!"

Is it fun?
Baili Jiuge stared at Rong Weijun's face with a peaceful smile in puzzlement, and said, "I see that you are like this, there is probably some conspiracy!"

"Conspiracy? Do I look like me? Isn't it just to let you talk about Mo Li's psychology, see how hard it is to get you excited?"

"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not!"

Baili Jiuge shot him a look, and said to Mo Li: "Hurry up and go back to the house to rest, I will worry if you are a little bit stronger, what Xiaorong said about listening to the piano, it's better to wait another day."

But Rong Weijun didn't give in, "Don't change the day, just now, after passing this village, there is no such shop, just a matter of working hard for a while, it won't be a big problem." Then he gave Mo Li a playful look , "Mo Li, just play your own."

Mo Li remained silent, and just when Baili Jiuge was about to refute, he plucked the strings.

With a clang sound, the phoenix sings, and the wind rises in the evening, and the epiphyllum sways like snow.

Baili Jiugeben wanted to stop him, but when he saw Mo Li's focused expression when he played the piano, it was difficult to say the words of dissuasion, just watching him rise and fall surrounded by thousands of epiphyllum, The dark fragrance floats.

The five notes lingered in his ears, and he could tell that he was just playing casually, so he had to listen intently, wanting to feel what Rong Weijun said about Mo Li's deep thoughts, but listening to it, he felt She was fascinated, as if she had gone to another land, seeing the cruelty of the world, but she couldn't bear to reveal what kind of feeling it was.

With a thought, what came to mind at this moment, Baili Jiuge followed the feeling in his heart, and murmured: "To be honest, I can hardly describe the meaning of this piano music in words, but I think of a song I heard before, and This song seems to have the same effect. How about I sing it for you to listen to?"

Rong Weijun smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Let's talk about the title of the song first."

"That piece is called "Say Me." Baili Jiuge replied: "It is said that it was composed by the orphan of the Penglai royal family who had perished."

With the sound of "Zheng", the sound of the piano stopped suddenly. At this moment, Mo Li's fingertips seemed to lose control, and made a harsh sound on the strings.

He raised his head and stared at Baili Jiuge closely, there were too many ups and downs in his moon-like eyes, and he couldn't tell what it was clearly or secretly.

Such indescribable fluctuations were seen by Baili Jiuge, and his heart was full of doubts and trembling.

Mo Li...why do you react so strangely when you hear "Penglai"?She doesn't understand.

Thinking about it before, Rong Weijun also stopped abruptly when he talked about the Penglai Kingdom...

A surprising thought came to Baili Jiuge's mind.Could it be that they have something to do with Penglai? !

62. Consonance
As soon as this idea came into being, it was stopped by Baili Jiuge.

How could it be... such a nonsense thing.It is clear that Mo Li is the eldest son of the Zhou Kingdom, and Xiao Rong is the son of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, so how could it be related to the Penglai Kingdom.

I really think too far.

He could only ask, "Mo Li, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Li's thoughts seemed to be dragged back suddenly, but he was only slightly stunned, he closed his eyes, letting his incomprehensible feelings float among thousands of epiphyllums, it took a long time before he opened his eyes, looking at the hundred flowers with a dark tide. Li Jiuge said softly:

"Nine songs, you just sing."

Baili Jiuge nodded, and just as Mo Li said, sing!

So she smiled coquettishly: "Then I sang, if my understanding is wrong, don't say that I don't listen to the piano seriously, I just rely on my feeling."

Rong Weijun waved his hands and urged: "Of course we won't talk, hehe, you can sing quickly."

Baili Jiuge smiled and tossed her black hair wantonly. The red phoenix flower on her bun was still bright and bright under the moonlight, clear and refreshing.And when the song came to her lips, the sorrow of the country's subjugation revealed in the lyrics also deeply rendered her.

She opened her lips and sang—

"I return to my hometown, the spring breeze does not know the way."

"Clusters of millet, where is this body?"

"Flying Pavilion Flowing Pills, Mispayment in the Flying Pavilion, and now it's all turned into dust."

"The lush and verdant past broke through the ground and grew in Yiren's tomb to the north of Qianmo."

"When I set aside the lonely fishing, woodcutters, plowing and reading in front of me, the remnant stele is a book that has been smoothed over time."

"Whoever sings Lige in the Longjian, I will be quiet and gentle, and I will tell who I am with my blood."

"I, who was in a hurry, had a dream, and when I woke up, my family and country were ruined!"

Singing like this, because of my personality, I still have a smile on my face when I am sad and sad, and let the contradiction between the tragic and the free and easy blend——

"The majestic capital of the previous dynasty has long since disappeared, and the gilded grains in the fields have matured."

"The mottled railings are gradually blurred through the sad eyes, and I smell the fragrance of my homeland again."

"Who sings the song of the four seasons in the Longjian, the wild fire burns out the autumn colors, and the wind blows towards me majesticly."

"The rusty sword was found in the ashes, a piece of blood-clotting old man's clothes."

"The ten directions are silent, weeping silently!"

"Whoever plays the tragic song in the distance, sings my good man, Master Wang, and the iron cavalry once resounded through the mountains and rivers!"

"In the ruthless flames of war, the memories of each other's flickering, let the years be branded unyielding!"

At this point in the song, the heart is fully expressed, tragic, helpless, and indomitable, but it is completely submerged in the annals of war, leaving only a cavity of mourning.

Her voice lowered, and she dropped the last few words of lamentation from others——

"Green grass next spring, it won't wait for Ting Yan, as long as you are deeply drunk with strong wine."

"The palace is covered with moss marks, and the kings and grandchildren are ordinary people. There are too many ups and downs in the history!"

When the song was sung, it seemed that everything was silent, and I couldn't help but sigh, feeling that the meaning was still unfinished.

She lamented that the world's affairs are embarrassing and changeable, but they are only attributed to a few pens in the history books, which is really unfair.Now I feel a little uncomfortable just singing this song, but how can it compare to the sadness and despair of those Penglai subjugated people?
The feeling in my heart became more and more intense, Baili Jiuge looked at Mo Li, and saw him staring at him for a moment, the moon-like two deep pools had already set off raging waves, and all kinds of things were surging in it. Emotions, densely intertwined, turned into a stormy wave, swallowing Baili Jiuge in an instant.

The feeling of dizziness hit Baili Jiuge's heart vividly at this moment, she didn't understand why Mo Li looked at her like this.

He looked at her like this, which made her heart beat too fast and too violently, shaking her small chest again and again, and the sound seemed to be repeated in her ears.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed his beating heart.

Baili Jiuge stared at Mo Li steadfastly, but suddenly, she poured out a frank and pure smile, like a clean spring trickling, flowing into people's hearts.

"Mo Li, I don't know if this song matches your qin meaning, but I want to say that there is a sentence in "Wang Feng Mi Li", which must be on your mind right now."

She smiled innocently, but spoke confidently——

"That sentence is: Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want."

At this moment, Mo Li's hands that were caressing the strings of the piano tightened, and there was a piercing sound, which opened a violent crack in this magnificent scene of epiphyllum like snow.

At this moment, even the sound of the wind seemed to stop suddenly.

(End of this chapter)