Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was only a moment. The atmosphere suddenly became very strange. Wen Hui, who was talking eloquently, noticed something, stopped talking, and looked at Chu Yueyin and Huangfu Yan with strange expressions in confusion.
There was silence in the hall, endless silence, unspeakable depression...
"Cough, cough, cough..." This time, the person "coughing" was not Chu Yueyin, but Sun Jun, who was holding the guqin in his arms.
Sun Jun stood by the table and said loudly to Huangfu Yan, who had suddenly woken up: "Master, here is the Long Xiaoqin." As he spoke, he gave Chu Yueyin an angry look without leaving any trace.
Chu Yueyin ignored Sun Jun, pretending to be calm and raised her hand to pull the collar of Gao Gongzhuang to cover up the pinch marks. She just inadvertently exposed the pinch marks left by Yu Wenhua, not deliberately. At this time,
She regretted that she should not have come to Yihexuan today, and should not have let Huangfu Yan see the evidence that Yu Wenhua had abused her.
Chu Yueyin believed that Huangfuyan would not publicize the marks on her neck everywhere, but she still blamed herself for being careless. If others saw it, it would cause an uproar in the harem, making people doubt that the emperor's love was just a matter of love.
It was a scene of self-deception. At the same time, Chu Yueyin was secretly glad that Wen Hui didn't see it. If Wen Hui did, Chu Huan would know about it soon. Chu Huan, who treated her like his own daughter, would be sad to hear about it.
"Is this the Long Xiaoqin?" Wen Hui was delighted. He never thought that he would be able to see the Long Xiaoqin, which had been missing for more than a hundred years, in his lifetime. He asked carefully, "Master Huangfu, can Wen have a look?"
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"Okay." Huangfuyan withdrew his gaze from Chu Yueyin, took the Longxiao Qin from Sun Jun, and handed it to Wen Hui.
Wen Hui took it with both hands and placed it carefully on the table. He gently stroked the dragon-shaped pattern on the body of the piano and flicked the strings with his slender fingers. A simple and elegant sound came leisurely from the body of the piano.
"It's indeed Long Xiaoqin!" Wen Hui smiled brightly, "I didn't expect that Feng Mingqin would meet Long Xiaoqin again."
Wen Hui raised his head and asked in an "extensive" manner: "Wen has a grudge request. Is it possible to play a song with Mr. Huangfu to fulfill the ancestor's wish?"
Huangfuyan smiled slightly: "Okay."
Huangfuyan smiled, and Chu Yueyin breathed a sigh of relief. His gaze just now was so gloomy that she sat on the brocade stool in a daze, as if a big stone was weighing on her heart, and she didn't dare to move, with nowhere to escape.
Huangfuyan ordered people to set up tables and chairs in the inner courtyard, put incense on the table, and put cushions on the chairs for Chu Yueyin to sit and enjoy the two-qin ensemble. Huangfuyan and Wenhui sat facing each other on the grass, each with a piano.
Let’s play the popular song “High Mountains and Flowing Waters” together.
Two completely different piano sounds sounded together, one was rich and elegant, the other was clear and melodious, and together they seemed very harmonious. Although it was the first time for the ensemble to be played, it was played by Huangfu Yan and Wen Hui, two people with outstanding piano skills.
When I played it, it worked perfectly together.
Chu Yueyin listened quietly, and the sound of the piano was sometimes exciting and sometimes soothing. She felt as if she were standing on the top of a mountain, with lush mountains and forests, like entering a fairyland; and sometimes she felt as if she was on a river, with turbulent waves and flowing water.
mighty.
A feast of music, an ultimate enjoyment! As Chu Yueyin listened, she couldn't help but be immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate herself...
In a daze, Chu Yueyin saw Huangfuyan walking towards her, gently picking her up, walking into the fragrant inner room, placing her on the soft bed, and then stood up to leave.
"Don't... go!" A shy look appeared on Chu Yueyin's face. She didn't care much, stretched out her white catkins and pulled Huangfu Yan's sleeves. The robe made of high-quality brocade was very soft.
of touch.
Huangfuyan gently patted her catkins and smiled tenderly, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon." At this moment, his smile appeared from the bottom of his eyes, sincere and affectionate.
After Chu Yueyin received his assurance, she reluctantly let go of Catkin's grip on her sleeves, gently turned her head, and followed his figure closely with her eyes.
Huangfuyan did what he said, and quickly returned to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled down the collar of Chu Yueyin's palace dress, then opened a jar in his hand, and carefully poured out the ointment in the jar.
Apply it to the scar on her neck. The ointment quickly penetrates into the skin, bringing a very cool feeling, which makes the pain and burning sensation subside a lot.
The distance between the two people was very close. Chu Yueyin looked at Huangfuyan who lowered his head to apply medicine carefully, and looked straight into his eyes. After a while, she made a major discovery.
Chu Yueyin gently stroked Huangfuyan's cheek and looked at him intently: "Your eyes are very special... they are purple!"
Huangfuyan was startled, suppressed the smile on his lips, and his action of applying medicine instantly became rough.
"Well..." Chu Yueyin frowned in pain, and a moan escaped from her lips. She didn't notice Huangfuyan's strangeness, she was still intoxicated by the purple in his eyes, and admired sincerely,
"So beautiful, like amethyst!"
"I like your... eyes!"
Before she finished speaking, Chu Yueyin's lips were pressed against a soft and warm object. That was his lips!
The handsome man couldn't bear it any longer. He sealed it with a kiss and blocked Chu Yueyin's chattering little cherry mouth. He gently traced her crimson lip line with the tip of his tongue and penetrated between her slightly opened lips.
, slowly deepening the kiss until Chu Yueyin trembled and arched her body, wanting more.
Purple, beautiful purple, boundless purple, enveloped Chu Yueyin. She was floating in the purple ocean, sinking, unwilling to wake up...
"Miss...Miss..." Yinqiao's voice came from a distance, gradually changing from blurry to clear, until it was close to her ears.
Chu Yueyin groaned and woke up. Wherever she looked, she saw the familiar pink and purple fragrant top.
Yin Qiao saw Chu Yueyin open his eyes and said happily: "Miss, you finally woke up! You almost scared me to death."
"What happened?" Chu Yueyin blinked his watery eyes, fluttered his eyelashes a few times, and sat up.
Yinqiao replied: "I heard from Wen Liang that the young lady fell asleep in Yihexuan. Because the carriage returned to Kunning Palace first, Master Huangfu sent you back in Yihexuan's carriage."
Falling asleep in Yihexuan? Chu Yueyin stroked her forehead gently, and the fragrant and charming dreams flashed before her eyes, as if it had really happened. She suddenly thought of something, and she quickly opened her collar with her bare hands, pointing her fingers
The moment it touched her skin lightly, she was stunned. There was nothing!
Chu Yueyin quickly opened the brocade quilt and got out of the bed, walked to the bronze mirror, pulled the collar further, and exposed her neck. There was a circle of dark red pinch marks on the originally white neck, and you could even see it.
The finger prints were clear, but the painful and itchy feeling disappeared.
Chu Yueyin laughed at herself for being so sentimental. How could an illusory dream become a reality? However, as soon as she closed her eyes, she would see those dark purple eyes, which were extremely clear and vivid.