Xi Ming left Shufangzhai and walked towards the small pavilion in the middle of the lake in the imperial garden. This is the only place where there is water in the Qilin Palace, ten years ago for the tenderness in his heart, for someone, he
The Yixin Loft was specially ordered to build by people. Several years later, although the building was gone and the beauty had passed away, the stairs still had a unique charm after storms.
Xi Ming stood quietly in the shade of the trees, watching the moonlight projecting on the lake, the night was as cool as water, but it was also pure and pleasant.
Xi Ming raised his eyes and said, "Yu Shi Pavilion" had already come into his eyes, and his heart was even more suffocated. He looked at the guzheng in the pavilion, and the guzheng was still quietly placed on the stone table in the pavilion.
,In the past ten years, no one has ever approached this pavilion, and no one dared to marry and wipe the guqin. Everything here is managed by Xi Ming himself.
Because on the eve of his grandfather Huangfu Shi left a figure playing the piano under this pavilion on the eve of his farewell. That night became Huangfu Shi's eternal masterpiece in Qilin City, and it was a wound that Xi Ming could never erase.
When he approached, he found that the piano had fallen flowers.
The feeling that had been depressed finally found the exit. When he saw this guzheng, he seemed to have obtained an exit. Xi Ming walked gently and came to the guzheng seat. He swung the leaves of the flowers and sat cross-legged with his fingertips.
A light touch of the strings, a light syllable sighed, under the bright white moonlight, his beautiful hair was neatly tied up by a jade hairpin, and his soft and silky clothes flew in the evening breeze. That pure picture
The beautiful face seemed to be immersed in some kind of unrestrained and ethereal memories, the sound of the piano was like smoke, and sighed. Before I knew it, Xi Ming's bright eyes were filled with tears, and in the blink of an eye, shedding. In an instant, his fingertips fluctuated rapidly
With his sword eyebrows, the depression and helplessness in his heart suddenly poured out, and he was already like a dream in the tears.
This song seemed to have used all the strength of the whole body. At the end of the song, Xi Ming hid on the stone table and sobbed. The guard who was standing next to Xi Ming was also very sad. This song made him hear it.
Heart-wrenching, the lowly complaint that poured out all the sadness hit his heart one by one.
Emperor Xidi, who had already left and was about to return to his bedroom, walked among the jade halls of Qionglou and heard the faint sound of the piano coming, which made him tremble in his heart, and he found this place with the sound of the piano. However, when he saw this, he looked like this
Xi Ming still made him at a loss.
Emperor Xidi was busy and confused. He didn't know if he had forced Xi Ming so much, but he felt very embarrassed when he saw him so sad.
Sighing, Emperor Xidi shook his head helplessly, and turned around and left. He knew very well that this was the last test he imposed on Xi Ming: If he could survive this level, if he could break through his heart
Shackles, if he could accept Liu Qingyan and be a normal man, then he would be an outstanding and great king in the history of the city country.
Wiping the tears that oozed into the corners of his eyes, Xi Ming's heart was filled with torture. The tears flashed in the moonlight, reflecting his complex state of mind. Indeed, it was time to be broken! He was sticking to himself
The persistence in my heart, or to accept a woman against my will and then welcome the throne of the emperor?
He has never been bothered by his position as the prince forever.