After the initial anger, Yang Liuyan became embarrassed and annoyed, shy and regretful, and her heart was shaken by Zhang Zeliu's words, "How can you bear it?" But even if he couldn't bear it anymore, someone still had to be cruel.
Yang Liuyan looked at the leftover wine on the table, shook her head reproachfully, sorted it out for a moment, and said softly: "Your Majesty, let me pour you a glass of wine."
Li Luo felt a pain in his heart, and it was really painful. There was a kind of heartfelt pain that he had tried so hard to cover up over the years, but it was finally torn out in the woman's silent words.
Li Luo seemed unable to control the pain in his chest, or maybe he drank too much. He coughed at his desk and didn't get up for a long time.
Yang Liuyan didn't seem to notice, and quietly filled a glass of wine for Li Luo. His expression was as calm as the vast still lake outside Yingyue Pavilion, but the ripples caused by his bare hands also revealed the turbulent and uneasy mood at the moment.
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"Your Majesty." Yang Liuyan called softly.
"Um."
"The past is like smoke, and the past will never come back."
"indeed so."
"Your Majesty doesn't like to fight by nature and is as indifferent as water. You don't want to fight for imperial power, and the world doesn't want to fight for it. It's a pity that even if Your Majesty doesn't want to, there will always be people who will blame it on Your Majesty."
Li Luo calmed down and smiled softly and said: "It's not that I don't fight, it's just that the outcome of fighting or not fighting for some things is already determined. Sometimes not fighting is just another kind of fighting."
Yang Liuyan looked at Li Luo quietly and said harmoniously: "His character is not bad. In fact, sometimes I think it is rare to find someone like him in Zhuo City.
I used to never understand why the prince would be so close to this group of people, but now it seems that I finally understand that you are very similar to him in some ways."
"Haha, people flock together and birds of a feather flock together. I may not be a kind person by nature."
Yang Liuyan opened her red lips slightly, but she still didn't say what she wanted to say. In the end, she just let out a long sigh: "There are some things I shouldn't ask."
"There are some things I can't tell you even if you ask me."
Yang Liuyan's expression darkened, and he said softly: "He asked me to get the wine. If this is a jar of wine that I want to drink, it must have been prepared long ago."
Li Luo said calmly: "There are too many traces, so I won't be able to hide it from you."
"I just thought he had something to talk to the prince alone, but I didn't expect him to say such things."
"Yes, I didn't expect it either. Haha, it seems that Zeliu is a little timid. If these words had been said earlier, maybe Miss Yang wouldn't have heard them."
"No, he is very courageous. Although I don't like him, he really impressed me in this matter."
Yang Liuyan seemed to be unable to bear such a depressing atmosphere, so she quietly stood up and said softly, "I'll help him go back first."
"That's fine..."
"wait for me."
Li Luo was startled. Zhang Zeliu was drunk and unconscious. He was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Yang Liuyan.
"I have something to tell you." Yang Liuyan said quietly.
Li Luo coughed a few times and said in a low voice: "I'm just afraid of any inconvenience if I stay."
"After today, I will be the young lady of Zhong Zaifu. I will never have a chance to say these words except today." Yang Liuyan looked at Li Luo steadily. Although his words were soft, he could not question Li Luo.
Li Luo sighed sadly, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp.
The wine entered his throat. Although it was strong alcohol, it could not make Li Luo feel a sting. He was already a little numb at this moment.
"Can you afford it?" Yang Liuyan asked coldly.
Li Luo was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll stay here. I'll leave after listening."
This sentence of "leaving" is a pun, not only to leave Tsukazaifu, but also to leave the entanglement with Zhang Zeliu and Yang Liuyan.
Yang Liuyan excused herself to help Zhang Zeliu go back to the house to rest, perhaps leaving some time to sort out the messy and difficult emotions at the moment.
Yang Liuyan hummed and stood up to call Zhu'er outside Yingyue Pavilion to come in.
The moment he turned around, a tear fell down very carefully and fell impartially into Li Luo's eyes.
Li Luo felt sad and touched his palm gently. A wisp of affection coiled around Li Luo like maggots on the tarsal bones.
At this moment, Yang Liuyan's face was cold and a little lonely, but deep down there was sadness and hopeless hesitation.
Yang Liuyan left Yingyue Pavilion in a hurry, and the banquet had already cooled down. Li Luoku sat there for a long time, and the past flashed past his eyes like smoke, and it turned out that so much time had passed without noticing.
The more he thought about these things, the more irritated Li Luo became. Li Luo grabbed the wine jar on the table and drank down every drop of the strong wine in one go without using a cup.
Li Luo stood up and walked to the guqin in front of the window and sat down. It was not accidental, nor was it intentional. The sound of the piano was stirring, and a chilly song was heard around the rippling lake outside the window.
The sound of the piano is very fast, and the branches and flying leaves all over the garden are chasing each other. Even the sunken fish in the water seem to be affected by the sound of the piano, jumping out of the water from time to time, trying to break this bright mirror that separates reality and reality.
In this world of the sound of the piano, everything seems to exist for the sound of the piano at this moment.
The melodious part is like the solitary smoke in the desert, the exciting part is like rain hitting loquats, the speed and slowness of the flow are only in the mind of the person playing the piano, coming and going without a trace.
If you listen to the sound of the piano first and then look at the flowers and plants around you, even the weeds and twigs will come alive in the sound of the piano in an instant, just like the magic trick of an immortal family.
Ci Qinhan is a palace song that talks about life and death in rapid changes. Maybe the person who wrote this song was an assassin, or a general, or maybe a traitor outside the palace gate.
The meaning of the music is very cold, but the changes are strange and varied. Because the score is cold, very few people played the Qin Qin Han at the palace banquets, but this Qin Qin Han was included in the competition among the piano players in the workshop.
Of course there are people in the workshop whose fingertips are as nimble as Li Luo's, but if you want to produce such a cold and life-or-death thorn cold, other than Li Luo, there is no other person in the world.
After the song ended, the wind and rain stirred up by the sound of the piano slowly subsided, and the Wanlingyuan slowly returned to its usual appearance. Only a few maids in the palace were still looking at the Yingyue Pavilion in the distance.
, did not recover from the sound of the piano just now.
After playing this song, Li Luo calmed down a little.
My heart is no longer confused, but the pain is still there. It is not as heart-rending as it is violent, but it is unforgettable and long-lasting.
The door of the room was gently pushed open, and the willow smoke was swirling around. The expression on his face became much calmer, and it was as if there was a layer of mist covering it, making it difficult to see clearly for a while.
"What a thorn in the cold, it will become indistinguishable within a hundred years." Yang Liuyan said softly.
Li Luo looked back and saw that Yang Liuyan had changed into a new coat, wearing a black black cloak and plain water shawl, making her look even more cold and indifferent.