Xian Ziyan nodded her head gently, reached out to take a small snack, and ate it slowly, but her expression was a little dazed. Wanqing didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't disturb her. She gently stroked her hand on the guqin, waiting for Xian Ziyan to speak again.

"Grandmother said that her grandfather was a good person. Although she married him in her life, she had never loved him even a little, but she said that she was lucky after all, and she did not fall to the point of being unbearable, she did not let down the trust of others, and did not really forget everything." Xian Ziyan breathed a long sigh, as if there was too much depressed in her chest, "She said she had always loved only one person, although that person had never loved her, and had not even looked at her. The man had only one woman in his heart, his wife, his only wife, and the only woman he cared about in the world. But she still did not regret it, because losing everything for the man she loved was the only thing she could do for him, just for him, she was willing to do it again thousands of times."

Wanqing's expression changed slightly and she said softly: "Is your grandmother really the person the man with broken arms was looking for that day? If it was really her, that is, you might be a descendant of the Sima family? If this is true, Mr. Xuan, or the future princess of the Xuan Palace, is still a descendant of the Daxing Dynasty, and is still a bone and blood of the Sima family?"

Xian Ziyan did not answer this question, her eyes fell on the guqin and said softly: "This guqin is really ordinary and rarely used. However, the tone is really good, and the wood used is also very good. But do you think it always seems to have some small strange things, as if the wood of the wood is not so ideal?"

Although Wanqing was a little surprised, Xian Ziyan suddenly changed the topic, but she nodded and said softly: "Yes, every time she plays the piano, she always feels that the style of this piano is simple and simple, and the color of the piano is excellent. Unfortunately, the sound of it always has some strange and dullness that laymen can't hear. Even your sister has never been surprised by the tone of this piano when I play the piano. How did you hear it? Logically, you have a very high talent, but after all, you have never learned it carefully."

"The Daxing Dynasty once produced a Princess Rui. Her name was Murong Feng. She was the wife of Prince Rui and her only wife. Moreover, for this wife, Prince Rui gave up the throne and the country and lived in seclusion in the world. The Prince Rui had a beautiful face, smart, gentle and friendly, but unfortunately she could not do martial arts. So Prince Rui had always arranged people to protect her by her side. The most powerful and trustworthy one was a pair of brothers and sisters in the surname Yin." Xian Ziyan changed the topic again, and Wanqing was stunned, but she couldn't speak, so she had to look at Xian Ziyan quietly.

Xian Ziyan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, handed it to Wanqing, then poured a cup for herself, took a sip, and whispered: "This tea is good, Aunt Wan, do you like to listen to stories? Ziyan suddenly wanted to tell the story of her grandmother's dream today, and you can also hear whether it is true or false."

Wanqing's expression was a little hesitant, with some emotion hidden in her eyes, but she vaguely showed tension.

"The brother and sister followed Princess Rui until Princess Rui's daughter Sima Yimin had an accident. In an action to find Sima Yimin in Wumeng Kingdom, the pregnant sister Yin Qing had an accident with her husband after giving birth to her daughter prematurely, and their child disappeared. Although Yin Mo was looking for this niece, one of his sons, the broken armed man that day, was also looking for Sima Yi's descendants while looking for this person.

His cousin is dead, but there has been no news." Xian Ziyan's tone was a little slow, as if she was thinking about it, "After Yin Qing gave birth to her daughter, she entrusted the item she carried with her to someone, but this person later lost his memory, which was my grandmother, so the girl was taken away by human traffickers and sold to a family. The grandmother has always felt very guilty about this and often dreams, and that item is the guqin in front of you."

Wanqing didn't speak for a long time and stared at Xian Ziyan. Although she had some superficial memories of these things, she was too young at that time. She only remembered a stranger who coaxed her to take her out of a place with a candied haws. Then she appeared in another family, holding this guqin in her arms. It was precisely because of this guqin that she initially thought that her parents were artists playing the guqin, and her adoptive parents also thought so that they sent her to learn the guqin early to support her family members who had no blood relationship.

"Actually, the human traffickers at that time, your later adoptive parents, and even the Young Master Xuan who saved you, didn't know the mystery and value of the guqin in front of you." Xian Ziyan smiled slightly, reached out to stroke the strings, and heard the strings making melodious sounds, and there was no way she could hear the dull meaning she said. Of course, Wanqing could hear that Xian Ziyan could also hear, "This guqin is the old thing of Princess Rui. The greatest value of this guqin is not in the guqin itself, but in the wood of the guqin."

Wanqing's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't say a word, and there was a mist on her end.

Xian Ziyan gently moved the guqin to herself, gently stroked it with her hands, listening to the soft and soothing tone that the strings occasionally made, and slowly said: "This guqin looks really ordinary, so the human trafficker did not leave it as a valuable item, and your adoptive parents did not give it the idea of ​​using this guqin to exchange for money. You always thought that this was your parents' old thing and always cared for it in every way, so the secret of this guqin was preserved until you married into the Xian family and became my father's concubine, and I accidentally saw this guqin. Then, I remembered the story in my grandmother's dream, and then I learned your true identity. You are Yin Qing's daughter, so there is a Qing in her name with the same pronunciation as the Qing word, and this name was also what my grandmother gave you."

Wanqing suddenly remembered that every time Xian Ziyan went to her place, she would stay in front of the guqin for a while. She always thought Xian Ziyan liked it very much and was appreciating the guqin. It turned out that Xian Ziyan understood everything at the beginning, including many so-called plans, but she just didn't want to break it.

"What you said is just your grandmother's dream." Wanqing seemed not to want to tell the truth, hesitated, with a slightly awkward smile on her face, "I am indeed an abandoned child, but my parents may be from the Daxing Dynasty, but they cannot be the person you said. I am just a pitiful person that no one wants. Later, Mr. Xuan saved me after seeing me pitiful. Maybe it was fate. As for my marriage to your father, I also saw your father being honest and honest, and would not be too bad to me. You thought too much."

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