Before Mo Yichen realized the meaning of Ye Luo's words, he saw that the woman who was sitting next to him was already standing on the makeshift stage in the middle of the garden. The surrounding candles illuminated the woman in red, making her look dazzling.
And dazzling.
There was a faint fragrance flowing in the imperial garden, but in the eyes of a certain man, even the dazzling red plums seemed eclipsed, and there was only that red figure in her eyes.
Ye Luoluo Luo Luo saluted a few people generously, and said in the doubtful eyes of everyone, "Piao Ling would like to send greetings to my father, the Queen, and the Queen Mother. Good luck to Prince Heng. Piao Ling was fascinated by the music played by the Crown Princess just now, but I just couldn't understand it."
The meaning in the song of the crown prince's concubine. But such an intoxicating sound of the piano must also have beautiful words to match it. Piao Ling was thinking that since "Forget the River" is a thing from the country of music, Piao Ling wondered if it was a kind of music from the country of music.
The ancient language has been used in a hurry because of the eagerness for words. I hope my father and Prince Heng can forgive me for being disrespectful."
As soon as these words were spoken, Bai Yiqin's face changed drastically, with a hint of panic in her eyes. She actually forgot about this matter. Where could there be English in ancient times?
Ye Luo couldn't bear it, Yiqin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you.
The emperor's eyes looked at Ye Luo with a hint of ruthlessness and inquiry. Mo Yichen looked at Ye Luo worriedly. She had never been a person who didn't know the importance of things. How could she do this today?
Does she know that doing this will make the emperor more dissatisfied with her and her situation will be more dangerous...
Murong Lian lowered her head and listened to the discussions of the people around her, with unconcealed schadenfreude flashing in her eyes. King Heng of the Yin Kingdom brought out the "Wangchuan" harp that no one had been able to play for a hundred years, making it clear that he wanted to make things difficult for the Hua Kingdom.
But luckily there is someone in China who can play "Forget the River". It's good if he can pronounce it. The emperor hasn't spoken yet, so there's no way he can tolerate her being picky here.
Ye Luo looked at those disdainful and complaining eyes fearlessly. The emperor's attitude was as she expected. She could have played the piano in other ways, but she chose one that would only make the emperor more dissatisfied with her.
method.
"It turns out that the Sixth Emperor's Wife didn't understand it either. Seeing how intoxicated everyone was listening, I thought I was the only one who didn't understand, so I didn't dare to ask. I didn't expect that the Sixth Emperor's Wife didn't understand either.
Haha..." Mo Haotian stood up unsteadily with a jug in one hand, raised the jug and took a sip of wine, smiling stupidly. He must have been quite drunk.
"You must not mess around." The emperor glared at the eighth prince, his eyes were stern, but also endearing. Ye Piaoling didn't mess around, and the old boy also followed suit.
Ye Luo suppressed her smile. She guessed that someone would say this, but she didn't expect that the eighth prince, who was the best with the prince, was the first to speak. It seemed that he was really drunk.
For hundreds of years, Bai Yiqin was the only one who could play music with "Wangchuan" and saved China's face under such circumstances. However, Bai Yiqin was the prince's concubine, so this great hero naturally became the prince.
The prince lost the battle in Yuncheng, and his popularity was not as good as before. However, King Ling, on the other hand, won the battle and made Yinguo surrender, and he became famous for a while. If the prince got this good fortune, wouldn't it mean that he would be able to win the battle again?
In a moment of arrogance, King Ling would not miss this opportunity to make the prince stand up, and neither would she, Ye Luo.
Since she decided to stay, there was no way she could be alone. She decided to make a complete break with the emperor tonight, and now was just the beginning. But to her surprise, the first person to step forward was not King Ling but King Qi.
"Your Majesty, I am actually very curious. Princess Yi doesn't know the meaning of the song of the crown prince's side concubine. Although 'Wangchuan' is a thing of my country, the writing of my country is undoubtedly the same as that of China, and there is no ancient saying.
"Say." Yuan Xiheng followed the words of the two of them, no matter what happened to Princess Yi, she was considered his nephew's wife, so naturally she wanted to help.
"I...I..." Bai Yiqin became the focus of everyone for a while, and she didn't know how to answer.
The prince's concubine couldn't stand it any longer, and she shot Ye Luo with dagger-like eyes, "Father, I heard that Princess Yi's piano skills are unparalleled, and she must be able to play beautiful music with the 'Forget River'. The last palace banquet
Princess Zhongyi was unable to let everyone enjoy her due to her injured hand. I wonder if the Six Emperors sisters may let everyone see your superb piano skills tonight."
Things were becoming more and more chaotic, and Mo Minghui had a headache. The princess who usually satisfied him the most had lost her head and didn't even look at what time it was. She was still fighting for her moment. If it was Lao Liu
The princess couldn't play anything. This farce really caused Hua Guo to lose face.
Thinking of this, Mo Minghui looked at Ye Luo and became even more dissatisfied. He had really misjudged the person at the beginning, how could he find such a useless idiot.
I originally wanted to spare her life in the end, but she somehow caused all this trouble. Don't blame him for being ruthless...
"Piao Ling is not talented, but like the Crown Princess, I once had the honor to read a book mentioning the 'Forget River', and I fell in love with this instrument at that time. I am lucky enough to see it today. I hope my father and King Heng will allow Piao Ling to give it a try."
." Ye Luo smiled slightly and spoke confidently.
She had learned piano for a period of time in her previous life, and although her attainments were far inferior to Bai Yiqin's proficiency, playing a piece of music shouldn't be a big problem. This was something she had planned, so she wouldn't shirk it.
"Oh, Princess Yi also knows about 'Wangchuan'. It seems that the king is blessed today." Before the emperor could speak, Yuan Xiheng rushed to reply. Although Mo Minghui was unhappy, he could only give up.
Yuan Xiheng looked at Ye Luo with a smile, which made Ye Luo feel more confident. Originally, she was a little nervous because she had not played the piano for more than ten years, but now she is no longer nervous.
Ye Luo sat quietly on the chair, looking at the white piano. Unlike Bai Yiqin, she was not in a daze, but thinking about what she wanted to play. She knew that there were many eyes watching her below. Of course, there were
There is also him...
Mo Yichen, this song tonight is my birthday gift to you. The clear and beautiful voice sounds like water in the dark night...
"Obviously my love is very clear, but I accept the separation. I only have the right to miss you. It's too late to be sad. Love has long been integrated into my breathing, and it doesn't exist. In my heart, although I practice hard to forget my heart, I haven't agreed yet. I can give up. I'm really sorry. I promised you.
I don’t love you anymore, but I haven’t promised myself yet. I love you clearly, but I have to accept the separation. I only have the right to miss you. When I’m sad, I let love melt into the air before it’s too late. It doesn’t exist. I promised to forget in my heart, but then I remember that my heart is still there.
I didn’t promise and gave up. You’re really sorry. Although I promised you once, I haven’t promised myself yet, but how can I really not love you?”