After walking out of the rockery, right in front is a white wall built on the water, about two meters high, covered with black tiles, the top of the wall is built in an undulating wave shape, and the red painted door of the Moon Cave in the middle is ajar, and there is the sound of piano and music.
The sound of music could be heard faintly, and the black plaque on the door read "Qinfang Garden" in three large gilded characters.
Xiao Qiao stopped moving forward, and Sikong Wulian walked in alone, opened the door gently, and saw a table, and then a crystal bead curtain hung inside, and the crystal bead curtain was flowing.
Behind the curtain, someone is wearing a gauze and playing the piano. The sound of the piano flows between the rise and fall of the fingertips, either empty or real, and changing, like a trickling spring in a deep stream, clear, ethereal, exquisite and clear.
Then the water gathered into a gurgling strong current, passing through the mountains, reefs and dangerous shoals with tenacious vitality, and merged into the rolling river and sea. Finally, it became calm, leaving only long overtones, like the occasional splash of a fish jumping on the water.
Sikong Wulian thought that her cousin was playing the piano. This is what her cousin should do every day. She walked in quietly and saw the looming smoky eyebrows, eyes that seemed angry and happy, and a pretty and elegant nose, without smudging.
Red cherry lips, skin like cream, cheeks like pink clouds,
The jade hand carefully held the red sandalwood harp, exuding the slightest fragrance, and in the crystal bead curtain, the appearance of an overwhelming country and a beautiful city vaguely appeared.
Suddenly the sound of the piano stopped, and the woman spoke:
"But Xiao Wu?"
When Sikong Wulian heard Gong Xiaoling calling her, he walked in quickly, looked at Gong Xiaoling eagerly, pouted and muttered:
"Cousin, can you not guess it's me correctly every time?"
Gong Xiaoling stood up slowly, moved lightly on her lotus steps, and came slowly and gracefully, with her clothes catching the wind. It is not difficult to remind people of a saying, called: A graceful lady, a gentleman is so bold.
But she, Sikong Wulian, is not a gentleman.
"Because Xiao Wu's body has a special smell!"
The woman gently took Sikong Wulian's hand, came to the table, poured a glass of water for her, and then poured another glass for herself.
"Taste? What does it taste like?"
Sikong Wulian picked up her clothes and smelled her own scent again, but there was nothing there.
Gong Xiaoling ignored the question and just looked at Sikong Wulian. This little cousin had liked to stick to her since she was a child, but in a few days, she would leave here.
Because her father arranged a marriage for her that she didn't like, she could only be an unfilial daughter for once.
"Cousin, do you know? Brother Huang brought back a beautiful cousin!"
Sikong Wulian said what Sikong Junyan said today. Gong Xiaoling looked at Sikong Wulian in disbelief, but in her eyes she could not tell a single lie except sincerity.
"So, does Gong Moqian live in the palace now?"
Gong Xiaoling also wanted to see the woman who made Sikong Junyan make an exception. What kind of person was she?
"Yes, she is recuperating in the emperor's bedroom. The emperor even asked me to accompany her. I wonder why the emperor is so interested in her?"
Sikong Wulian knew her brother too well, but she had no choice. Who made him her brother?
"Maybe Jun Yan has fallen in love with her!"
Gong Xiaoling's voice had a hint of sourness, but Sikong Wulian didn't hear it at all.
After Sikong Wulian left, Gong Xiaoling sat quietly in the pavilion next to the lotus candy, looking at the lotus flowers that had not yet bloomed. The lotus flowers emerged from the mud and remained unstained.