The boy was dressed in white, leaning on the rocking chair with an extremely lazy posture, bathing in the morning light.
Suddenly, a piece of piano music sounded leisurely. I closed my eyes and listened to it, as if I was in the countryside. When I listened again, I felt like tiny snowflakes falling down. It was beautiful and peaceful. It felt like it should be the first snow.
The boy's lips couldn't help but smile, but while he was still lingering in the sound of the piano, the music was coming to an end. What kind of person could play such a beautiful piece of music?
Thinking of this, the woman's indifferent eyes appeared in front of him again...could it be her?
Using Qinggong, he flew in the direction of the sound of the piano. Yin Tianyi looked from a distance and found that it was indeed her. The woman was dressed in white, sitting next to the guqin, and her slender fingers had just been taken off the strings.
"This piece of music...was played by you?" It seemed as if he couldn't believe why the music she played was so unfamiliar to him, yet he was so fascinated by it.
"Yes, how did the prince feel after listening to it?" She Shi Ran stood up and asked softly, as if this piece of music was played specially for him.
The boy snorted coldly, quickly drew out the sword from his waist, pointed it at the woman, and asked sternly: "Who are you? Did you come here to get close to me on purpose?"
Mo Yiran stood up and did not push away his sword. He just asked: "I want to ask the prince a question. I wonder if the prince can answer it?"
Yin Tianyi didn't say anything, but raised his eyebrows, gesturing for her to continue.
"My lord, do you know what one plus one equals?"
"What do you mean, teasing me?" Yin Tianyi shouted angrily, and the sword came one foot closer to her.
"Does the prince know the answer?" Mo Yiran looked up at him: "Sometimes, one plus one does not necessarily equal two."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"In our place, some people are very smart. They all know that in some cases, one plus one does not equal two. So when someone asked him a math question, what is one plus one equal, he was stunned and couldn't answer it. Your Majesty, tell me
Is it funny or not?" He paused and then said: "In fact, many times, many things are very simple, but the people who think about things make things complicated. This is the true wisdom that is misled by cleverness."
Just like a math problem like one plus one equals two, the other party doesn't dare to answer it because it's too simple.
"Okay, then I'll ask you, how can you prove that you are not a craftsman?" The boy's stern face softened slightly.
"I don't need to prove it, because I'm not." Mo Yiran looked up into his deep pupils and said calmly.
"Isn't it?" the boy said sarcastically: "Then why are you deliberately trying to get close to me?" He paused and then said: "But... I allow you to approach. From today on, you will live in An Yiju and serve me.
I want to see how capable you are to kill me." After saying that, he sheathed his sword, turned around and walked back indifferently, but he did not forget to say: "Since you want to get close to me so much,
, then I will give you the opportunity to get close as you wish!"
The woman followed him with a clever smile and said, "Thank you very much." No matter what, her goal was achieved.
"Leng Mo." The boy shouted coldly, "Give her a room closest to me."
"Yes." It was as if Leng Mo had been secretly following him. As long as he gave an order, he would appear. When he saw that the person coming was Mo Yiran, his mouth couldn't help but open a little.
But he was a man who had seen the world after all, so the surprised expression only stayed on his face for a while.
After everything was arranged, Mo Yiran came to him and said slowly: "The song just now is called "First Snow". I believe that with your qualifications, the prince will be able to hear it."
"You play the piano well." Yin Tianyi glanced at her coldly, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and continued: "But it's such a pity that someone like me, who has no freedom, was killed.
The hostages stay with you. Should you laugh at yourself?"
Mo Yiran heard this and was not angry. He just calmly found a seat next to him and said: "Freedom refers to a state of the heart and has nothing to do with the body. As long as the prince is willing to let you go, then you are free."
body."
"That's good, but the one who won't let me go is not me, but someone else." The boy's eyes were dark and his voice was deep, as if he had experienced many years of vicissitudes.
"Oh...why don't you let me go?" The woman curled her lips and smiled: "Is it because the prince is imprisoned here as a hostage, so he feels that he has no freedom? Or does the prince feel that he is inferior?"
She said with a smile, not noticing at all that Yin Tianyi's face was getting uglier and uglier, her fingers were tightly holding the corner of the table, and her veins were bulging.
Inferior? Yes, when he was sent to Xi Ye Kingdom as a hostage, he was already inferior to others, but even if he has fallen into this situation now, there are still people who want his life.
"Ah!" the boy roared angrily, stood up from the chair, clenched his hand with bulging veins into a fist, and slammed it on the table, causing the table to split into pieces.
"Do you believe that this king will kill you!" He drew out the soft sword from his waist again and asked fiercely: "Who allowed you to say this!"
Mo Yiran was a little stunned when she saw this. She had never thought that the other party would have such a strong reaction. Although her words just now were indeed intended to stimulate him, such stimulation was obviously too violent, but the damage had been done by now. She
I could only try my best to make up for it and said: "Being inferior to others is always the way I see myself, and it has nothing to do with others. No one allowed me to say this. It was me who made my own decision and wanted the prince to be relieved."
"Don't tell me that this is the reason why you are close to me!" The boy gave up his anger, sneered, and joked: "After living for so many years, I have never seen anyone who just gives without asking for anything in return.
"
"Your Majesty is right, there are many people who pay for something in return, but if one day you meet someone with the same past as you, you will want to help him, because you have experienced that kind of pain before.
, you don’t want others to suffer the same pain as you, that’s why I did it.” After saying that, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, but she never thought that she would say these words in front of a stranger.
"Do you... have a story?" The boy gradually put away his sword and his eyes gradually became softer.
Mo Yiran smiled bitterly and said: "I think as long as it is a person, he has his own story. The prince is like this, and so am I, or there are many, many people we know or don't know who are like this."
"Then what's your story?" Without any reason, looking at her calm and calm eyes, he suddenly wanted to know what kind of story she had.