Liang Gongxu looked natural and patiently coaxed his daughter, but after some trivial matters were handled, it was: "We won't eat anymore."

"What are you eating, what are you eating..."

"Be good, I feel uncomfortable after eating too much. Let's go, dad takes Di'an out to play."

"Okay, Daddy is the best."

Mingxiluo watched the prince lead Princess Di'an away, and still maintained a respectful attitude.

Master Shoukang passed by and stopped beside Lord Ming for a while. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and hurriedly followed and left.

Mingxiluo stood slowly and walked out.

Wanxiang immediately stepped forward: "Sir."

Mingxiluo had a little discomfort: "What did you call the newcomer to the Crown Princess Guard yesterday?"

"Sir, Song Zining."

"How old is it?" Mingxiluo's voice was calm, but it seemed that his wrist seemed to be even more uncomfortable, and he was turning a little slower.

Wanxiang's vision unconsciously stopped on the adult's wrist and hurriedly spoke: "Fourteen."

Mingxiluo didn't say anything and walked down.

Wanxiang quickly turned around and followed.

...

In the afternoon, the breeze is still gentle, and the scenery of Baozhu Villa is three steps, one pavilion, two steps, one willow, and it seems like it is in a fairyland among the green mountains and waters.

The intoxicating breeze of willows brushing the embankment is still the refreshing and quietness of spring.

Yang Mengjiao stood in the pavilion and looked out at her. She saw the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers. The woman held a round fan in her hand and looked calm and beautiful.

Seeing this, Tao Zimei was stunned to remember the four words "Beauty is like jade". Unconsciously put down the tea in her hand, got up, and called her cousin a few times. Seeing that her cousin didn't respond, she walked in some. My cousin recently... seemed to be distracted: "Sister, sister."

"Hmm?" The woman turned around, and the breeze blew the ends of her hair, gentle and beautiful.

"What are sister thinking?"

Yang Mengjiao shook the folding fan in her hand: "It's nothing, maybe the scenery here is too beautiful."

Tao Zimei followed her cousin's gaze and Tianshui looked at her. Tianshui and Changtian were the same. It was so beautiful. If it were so good that it would be like this in the future. It should...

Although she did nothing, what's the point? It's different now. Prince Mo is still alive and has achieved remarkable political achievements. It's not the turn of Young Master Mo Er to be the head of the family. Everything is different, and the past will pass.

"Where is the eldest master?"

"Go out and run away."

Yang Mengjiao sighed leisurely, and her little worry also showed a dignified graceful manner: "But someone is watching him, don't cause trouble."

"Sister is worried too much. Who are there here? My cousin knows the right way."

"He, I hope so." Yang Mengjiao shook the folding fan.

Tao Zimei saw a light flashing on her cousin's wrist in a daze. She looked at her in surprise and said in confusion: "Sister made a bracelet with silver peanuts."

Yang Mengjiao smiled and showed it generously: "Is it still good? I saw that it was useless to put it on, so I hit it on the bracelet."

"Good-looking." Who would have thought that so many noble women would let the Lin family and the Crown Princess get the first place? Could this be the general trend? After going around, she still lives the most eye-catching one after another.

Yang Mengjiao smiled gently, and she also thought it was good-looking: "By the way, my aunt has sent me another letter to ask about you." Zimei is not young anymore.

"I have no intention of getting married."

Yang Mengjiao looked at her, she still missed that person?

Tao Zimei seemed to see what she was thinking and hurriedly said, "No, it's gone long ago. It's been so long. He didn't even like Miss Shi, let alone me..."

"..." Yang Mengjiao seemed to be thinking.

"Do men all like the Crown Princess?"

Yang Mengjiao immediately glanced backward.

Tao Zimei learned from her mistakes, but how could she dare to say to the Crown Princess in front of others: "I've seen it, no one."

Yang Mengjiao frowned. She didn't want to scold her cousin easily. She was delayed until now because she followed her to get engaged to Liangdu.

I thought she had restrained her a bit during this period, but now she is becoming more and more bold: "Then you can't argue."

Tao Zimei whispered: "I didn't say anything..." My cousin was good at everything, but sometimes she was too young and there was no one else here, so they just said a few words in private.

Yang Mengjiao held her cousin's hand and comforted her, "That can't be said." She couldn't see it these two times, and the Crown Princess couldn't offend her: "We came from the southwest, are there anyone in Liang? If something happens-"

"sorry."

"Be careful next time."

"I understand." It's my carelessness.

When Yang Mengjiao saw her hearing this, she felt relieved. Seeing her sensible look than when she came, she felt emotional and relieved. Lord Ming’s affairs... had more or less affected her. In fact, it might be... it was not that Zimei was not good, so Zimei should not think so.

Yang Mengjiao's hands were lowered and her sleeves covered the silver peanuts on her hands. She was also quite old. From the ignorance of being accused of Prince Mo's engagement, she is now past the age of Huaichun Muai.

She prefers to have an explanation of what is right for herself and her future.

Since she was moved, she didn't want to leave any regrets. Moreover, the time between the two of them was not allowed by secular ethics, as long as... the family was not an obstacle.

Yang Mengjiao held the silver peanuts on her wrist and became more determined.

"elder sister……"

"Um."

"Nothing..." I just thought my cousin was so beautiful just now.

"You."

...

The afterglow fell, and the orange halo cast a mysterious veil on the staggered and magnificent building complex.

Under the champagne corridor, Xiang Xinci casually placed his hands on the strings of the sandalwood, and the water-green sleeves were decorated with starlight, reflecting a faint light under the afterglow of the moonlight and sunset.

The evening breeze blew across the bamboo forest, and a rustling sound came from my ears. The highest building complex, which is three steps, one foot, one foot, one bathroom, is solemn and dignified.

Xiang Xinci hooked his fingers, and the sound of the Qingyue piano seemed to pass through ancient times, with the heavy body of the piano, but the silver color was still as clear as before.

Xiang Xinci seemed very satisfied, and his fingers danced gracefully, and the sound of the piano instantly blew like a naughty elf whirling with the evening breeze.

Song Zining under the corridor instantly saw him.

Lin Wujing also turned around and looked over.

There is no music score, no glorious chapters. The sound of the piano caters to the wind tonight, jumping on the water surface together, in the bamboo forest, in the pavilion, in the sparkling water, and jumping out of the carp on the water surface, instantly bringing the lightness, clearness, elegance, and tranquility.

Although Shen De couldn't understand, he knew the bright tunes, as if he was vast in the world. He grew up so old that he had heard countless people playing the piano, but he never understood where the music was elegant and where the good sound was. Only the Crown Princess let him know the elegant sound of the piano, what the mountains and flowing water mean, and how fascinating it.

The person who plays is free and free, and the way is natural. In terms of the piano's attainment, it seems to be a top-notch art, making random choices and blending, and the sound quality is exquisite and natural.

The wind rises with the sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano is accompanied by the wind, the fragrance of flowers and insects, the fragrance of the moon, and the fragrance of people and the night will become leisurely chapters of folk artists, with the flowing lights at their fingertips.

Song Zining looked into the distance, as if he saw the moths that slammed fire when he was practicing swords at night when he was a child, the sound of thin insects, and the empty courtyard. The past that he felt so hard to bear and feared before seemed to suddenly add the moonlight, flowing light, harvest, and results, accompanied by the past, and the sound of the piano was light and sounding.

Like an elf jumping on the West Lake, he is also naughty like a phantom of a child, abandoning all illusions itself. It is a very artistic song.

This is the first time Lin Wujing has heard it, but he still has to sigh that the Crown Princess's piano skills seem to be integrated and reaching the pinnacle.

From his position, the corridor blocked half of her figure.

Under the moonlight, a noble man in a green shirt faintly revealed a figure, delicate and bright...

At the end of the song, Xiang Xinci pressed his fingers on the strings, his body made a little progress, his elbow against the body of the piano, and his chin looked at the moonlight in the courtyard. The ribbon at the end of his hair slid down, driving the blue earrings on the earrings. Suddenly, he was in a happy mood, his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as his moonlight, which was so beautiful tonight.

Song Zining stared at the Crown Princess in a daze. What kind of music is this? Why are there anyone playing the piano like this? It is obvious that the high and low notes are not rhythmic, but it is illogical when it is low, but it is so light and natural.

Xiang Xinci withdrew her gaze and stopped thinking about it. She was not suitable for fantasy, so she might as well go to have a meal with her father.

Aunt Qin had already stepped forward to help the lady get up.

Xiang Xinci passed by Song Zining, and the green bamboo was as bright as light.

He seemed to have not come back to his senses yet, and Mu looked at her blankly.

Xiang Xinci was in a good mood, so he stopped and looked at him with his head tilted.

Lin Wujing instantly lowered his head and eyelids and suddenly pulled Song Zining.

Song Zining suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the face that was so beautiful that it was dazzlingly dazzling, his mind was stuck in a daze, trying to keep his rationality and calm, but he spoke, "Empress, it sounds so good to play the piano..." He realized what he said, and was immediately embarrassed. Why did he-

Xiang Xinci smiled, and her gentle eyebrows and eyebrows seemed to blend all the kindness and beauty, pure and untainted by any dust: "Can you play the piano?"

Song Zining felt that the first impression he had left on the Crown Princess must be bad, frivolous and not steady enough, and suddenly felt a little frustrated: "Great Queen, I will."

"How about playing a song?"

Song Zining looked up at the Crown Princess in amazement, and instantly felt something was wrong. He hurriedly took two steps back and lowered his head, feeling impolite and...

Xiang Xinci smiled: "Can you play the piano?"

Song Zining simply gave up and accepted his fate: "Yes."
To be continued...