Chapter 1522 The sound of the piano in the morning
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Jiang Wantan lived well in the west monastery, but for some reason the young novice monk suddenly asked her to move to the south.
Jiang Wantan asked confusedly why?
The little master said: "The scenery in the south is better, the donor can see more."
Although Jiang Wantan felt strange, she still agreed to move there.
The scenery in the south is indeed better. I heard that there will be heavy fog in the morning. The mountains and trees in the fog are the most beautiful. In the evening, you have to watch the sunset. The view from the mountain pass is very good, and you can see hundreds of rivers at a glance.
Jiang Wantan regretted moving there.
She had no idea that His Majesty lived in the Buddhist monastery here!
It's only a few steps away from the courtyard where she lives!
Jiang Wantan: "Cai'er, I'm going to stay at home and never go out again..."
Cai'er didn't understand and said eagerly: "Why? Miss, you can't think like that. You can't stay bored in the room all the time at a young age. This will make you sick. Cai'er will accompany her to see Chenwu tomorrow morning.
Well, let’s hear it…”
Jiang Wantan turned over and hugged the soft pillow: "No, if I don't go out, I shouldn't listen to you and come to Xiangguo Temple for this matter."
Cai'er was so anxious that she walked around and muttered around Jiang Wantan.
Jiang Wantan read it last and couldn't laugh or cry: "Stop reading it. I'll get up and watch the morning mist tomorrow morning, okay?"
Cai'er: "That's pretty much it."
The tyrant will definitely not get up early to see the morning fog, so he probably won't encounter it.
Jiang Wantan was holding on to a sense of luck.
She thought that after watching the so-called Morning Mist Mountain Tree tomorrow, she would go back to the courtyard and stay locked up until the tyrant left Xiangguo Temple.
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Nan Qing heard the news of relocation next door.
Er Er also told Nan Qing who moved next door.
"It must be Bai Yuanxing's doing. He really wants to bring Feng Chao and Jiang Wantan together. He is so busy."
Nan Qing has met Bai Yuanxing many times, and every time Bai Yuanxing gives her the feeling that he is very busy.
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Feng Chao was half-hearted about court affairs and often suffered from violent headaches caused by the residual poison.
Now that he was in the temple, although Feng Chao had a headache, he didn't feel like he wanted to smell blood or kill someone.
Sandalwood can indeed make people calm down, and Feng Chao felt a little bored after being immersed in it.
The image of Xiaonu crying flashed through his mind unconsciously.
She is in the yard next door.
He has not seen her in the past few days.
The injury on Feng Chao's shoulder has long since scabbed over, and now it doesn't hurt even if he shakes his arm hard.
I don’t know what happened to the bite wound on her body.
Feng Chao raised his hand to touch his shoulder, and the image of her biting and whimpering on his body always flashed in his mind. She really looked like a little beast.
"Why did I bully you? I obviously indulged you..."
But you didn't come to see me for several days.
Are you holding back some anger or some bad idea?
Feng Chao resisted the urge to go next door to find her.
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In the early morning, Jiang Wantan was awakened by the sound of the piano.
The slow and ethereal sound of the piano is not very noisy, but rather pleasant to the ears.
Jiang Wantan was a little confused about her bed. She didn't sleep very well last night, and now she couldn't fall asleep when she woke up.
Cai'er came in to serve: "Miss, it's full of fog outside, and the mountain road is almost invisible. We'll go out to see it later, but now we can't see anything but fog."
The fog is white and unsightly, but if the fog disperses a little more, the mountains and woods will look like a painting in the mist, which is particularly beautiful.
Jiang Wantan: "Change your clothes first. Did you hear the sound of the piano outside?"
Cai'er: "I heard it. Someone plays the harp before dawn. Your Majesty lives nearby. Who is so bold to play the harp and make noise before dawn? He is not afraid of causing his majesty to be beheaded."
Jiang Wantan smiled after hearing this: "Yes, this man is so bold. Come on, let's go see who is playing the piano."
When the master and servant left the courtyard of the Buddhist temple, there was fog in the courtyard, and it was even whiter outside.
The mountain road is faintly visible and the trees are hidden in the fog.
The pleasant sound of the piano paired with such a scenery made Jiang Wantan feel in a trance. She almost thought she was in a fairyland.
Jiang Wantan can also play the piano, but she is definitely not as good as this person.
This should be a child's skill that he has practiced since he was a child, and he has talent.
Jiang Wantan became more and more curious about that person.
Jiang Wantan followed the sound of the piano and walked into the heavy fog, only to see a woman sitting in a pavilion on the edge of the cliff.
The woman wore a pink and white skirt, her long hair was made into a very simple sideburn, and she wore a flower rong on her head.
Jiang Wantan couldn't see her face clearly, but when she could see it clearly, she quickly lowered her head.
Nan Qing stopped what he was doing: "Come here."
Jiang Wantan was a little nervous, so she walked to the pavilion and saluted: "I have met your empress."
She asked Cai'er to find out yesterday. That beautiful beauty was a dancer sent from Beiling. She is now Concubine Xiande, the only concubine in Fengchao's harem.
Nan Qing raised her hand gently: "Get up, did you come here to listen to the sound of the piano?"
"Yes, the sound of the imperial concubine's piano is very pleasant, and my daughter couldn't help but look for it." Jiang Wantan sincerely praised her.
"Whose daughter are you? Look up at me, don't be so restrained." Nan Qing chuckled, his voice was lazy and easy-going.
Jiang Wantan looked up at her. She felt that this empress was smaller than herself.
If she were in her family, she would be considered a little sister.
But when she came to a foreign country, she was given away, even to a famous tyrant.
Jiang Wantan couldn't help but look at her exposed wrists and neck. They were uninjured, white and tender. Was she not bullied?
"My father, Jiang Zuocheng," Jiang Wantan said.
"The Prime Minister's daughter." Nan Qing muttered, and unconsciously plucked the strings with his fingers.
Jiang Wantan followed her hand with her eyes.
"What are you looking at? Do my hands look good?" Nan Qing raised his hands.
Jiang Wantan: "Your Majesty's hand on playing the piano is naturally beautiful. My Majesty has profound skills and I admire her."
"I told you that you don't need to be so formal. I have no friends in Nanling. If you don't mind, you can come and sit in my courtyard often these days. What's your name?"
"Jiang Wantan."
"Wan Tan, come and sit." Nan Qing called her over.
Jiang Wantan felt that she was very close to her, and she could not refuse the empress' invitation, so Jiang Wantan sat next to Nan Qing.
"My name is Nan Qing. You don't have to keep calling me empress. I'm not used to it. I haven't been your empress for a few days, and I don't know how many more days I can be." Nan Qing's eyes changed when he said the last word.
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Jiang Wantan noticed this subtlety.
"You know how to play the piano? Do you want to try it?" Nan Qing reached out to hold Jiang Wantan's hand.
But at this moment, an uninvited guest came.
The handsome and immortal man strode over with Fusheng in his hand. Bai Yuanxing looked at the scene in the pavilion gloomily.
He heard that the spies had come to report that Jiang Wantan was staying with Nan Qing.
He was afraid that Nan Qing would harm Jiang Wantan, so he hurried over.
Nan Qing raised his head and said, "It's so lively this morning. How can the Imperial Master get up so early?"
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Sui Sui: I’m very sleepy today, bobo, good night...
