Chang'an was the capital of countless dynasties until the Tang Dynasty.
From the Zhou Dynasty to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the capital was established here.
There are countless royal palaces such as Xingyue Palace in the Qin Dynasty, Changle Palace in the Han Dynasty and Taiji Palace in the Tang Dynasty.
In the northwest corner of these palaces, there is also a small palace.
This place is called the Royal Villa, also known as the Royal Palace.
For ordinary people, the people who live here are the royal relatives who live in high places and are well-dressed and well-fed every day.
But what the people don't know is that the royal relatives and relatives who live here don't want to leave this place for a moment.
For these people, the Royal Villa is a prison they can never leave.
This place was nominally a residence for the royal family, but in fact it was a prison where the emperor imprisoned these people.
As the orphan of the former hermit prince Li Jiancheng, Li Tingxue is considered good.
At least she can come in and out freely, chat with Li Chengqian, and entertain guests if she has nothing to do.
But others are not as lucky as she is. The younger female relatives cannot leave unless they get married.
As for the older female relatives, they can only wait here to die.
It's not like Li Chengqian has never been to the Royal Courtyard, but every time he comes here he feels a chill down his spine.
I just don’t know if it’s because of the heavy yin energy here, or if it’s because of the evil spirits and ghosts causing trouble.
Of course, this is also the main reason why Li Chengqian is unwilling to come to the Royal Courtyard.
…
This is the first time for Lu Wanjie to come to the Royal Courtyard.
After all, not everyone can come here, and she has only watched it from a distance a few times.
However, Lu Wanjie did not have time to appreciate the scenery in the Royal Courtyard.
Her heart was like a lively deer.
She stood hesitant outside Li Tingxue's courtyard, not sure whether to go in or not.
"Miss, you are already here, why are you so reserved?"
Zitao rolled her eyes, unable to stand it.
Even though we are all here, we are still too afraid to go in.
Lu Wanjie glared at her and was about to say something Well, he suddenly froze.
Seeing this, Zitao was a little confused: "Miss, what's wrong?"
"Shh, don't talk."
Lu Wanjie made a silent gesture, and then pointed to the house.
Zitao pricked up her ears and listened.
At this time, I heard a burst of sweet singing coming from the courtyard.
"This is a simple little love song, singing about the white dove in our hearts..."
"I think I am very suitable to be a singer, and youth is blowing in the wind..."
"You know, even if heavy rain turns the city upside down, I will hold you in my arms..."
The song is melodious and ethereal, with a slightly childish voice, and the simple melody and lyrics are warm and touching, touching people's hearts.
But at this moment, the music suddenly stopped.
The man stopped singing.
If you listen carefully, you can hear a woman inside saying: "The song is quite nice, but isn't it a little too early?"
"Is it early?"
A little boy's voice sounded, then he paused and continued: "Then change it."
Hearing this voice, Lu Wanjie stepped forward to take a look.
Through the half-opened door, you can see Li Chengqian holding an instrument similar to a pipa, sitting on the steps and playing.
That special musical sound sounded again as he played.
"It's not just the wine last night that made me shed tears."
"What makes me reluctant to part is more than your tenderness."
"How long do we have to walk, you hold my hand..."
The melody of this song is soothing, but there seems to be a story hidden in the lyrics.
Especially after Li Chengqian changed the word Chengdu to Gusu, Lu Wanjie's face became red.
After listening to it, Li Tingxue couldn't help but praise: "Yes, this song is really good."
Li Chengqian scratched his head shyly: "It's just, my sister, is this method you think of really feasible?"
"Of course it will work."
Li Tingxue twisted her hair around her fingers in circles, raised her eyes and looked at Li Chengqian and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"ah?"
Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still want to listen?"
"Why, can't it be done?"
Li Tingxue tilted her head and said, "I am also listening for sister Wanjie."
Are you listening for Lu Wanjie?
Li Chengqian raised his eyes and looked at Li Tingxue.
Really, sister, if you couldn’t listen enough and started drinking, I would really believe your lies.
Seeing the look in Li Chengqian's eyes, Li Tingxue glared at him angrily: "Hurry up and sing for me!"
Seeing this, Li Chengqian shrank his neck, filled with bitterness.
I originally came here to pick up girls, but it turned out to be Li Tingxue's exclusive jukebox.
This is so helpless.
But Li Chengqian didn't dare to resist.
But thinking of Lu Wanjie, Li Chengqian thought for a long time and sang this song.
At that time, he was in the north, while Lu Wanjie was in the south.
You are in the warm south of the Yangtze River, and I am in the cold northern desert.
It seems that nothing is more suitable for the occasion than ‘Nan Shan Nan’.
Lu Wanjie outside the door was also brought into the scene unknowingly.
At this time, she was completely intoxicated by Li Chengqian's singing.
"You are in the bright sunshine of the south, with heavy snow falling."
"I am in the cold night in the north, and the four seasons are like spring."
"If I can make it before dark, I will forget your eyes. I will spend my whole life without finishing a dream. Waking up from the big dream will make this life ridiculous..."
"Southern mountains are in the south, autumn is sad in the north, there are stacks of grain in the southern mountains, and the wind is blowing in the south, and there are tombstones in the north sea, and there are tombstones in the north sea..."
Nanshan Nan, there are songs in poems, and poems in songs.
There are both the feelings of the vicissitudes of life in poetry and the sadness and melancholy of songs...< br>
The last word "tombstone" came out, which almost made Lu Wanjie burst into tears.
The fact that Li Chengqian accompanied Li Shimin to the northern battlefield was deliberately exaggerated by Li Shimin, and almost everyone in Chang'an City knew about it.
So much so that many people were curious and a little in awe of this prince who dared to follow his father to the battlefield at a young age.
But when Lu Wanjie heard this, she was a little excited at first.
After all, every girl hopes that the person in her heart is a hero.
In the Tang Dynasty, which worshiped force, of course they also wanted the person they liked to be a hero who fought for the country.
But after the excitement wore off, she started to get scared.
She was really afraid that something would happen to Li Chengqian on the battlefield.
I am even more afraid that I will never see this guy again in this life.
And when the song ended, Li Tingxue also came back from her meditation.
Li Tingxue, who had a clearly sad expression on his face just now, suddenly put on his usual cynical smile.
"People outside, you've been eavesdropping for so long, shouldn't it be time to come in?"
Hearing this, Lu Wanjie outside was stunned for a moment, then walked in with Zitao and her head lowered.
Walking up to Li Tingxue, Lu Wanjie bowed slightly: "The daughter of the people pays homage to the princess..."
"no."
Li Tingxue waved her hands indiscriminately and said, "Miss Lu, have you heard all my godbrother's songs?"
Lu Wanjie lowered her head and glanced at Li Chengqian, then blushed and replied: "Of course I heard it."
"How's the singing?"
"The eldest prince's talent for poetry is unparalleled."
This time, Lu Wanjie really praised Li Chengqian in front of him for the rare time.
At the same time, the admiration that Li Chengqian dreamed of was generated...
{Received admiration points +299 from Lu Wanjie...}
Can the admiration value be so high?
Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, then giggled.