The lotus flowers in the clear water exude a faint fragrance, the moon is as clear as water, reflecting the people on the ground, and the breeze carries away the wisps of piano music, whether it is the sadness of the moon or the sorrow of people.
When Qingyuan passed through the rockery, she saw such a painting. Under the moonlight, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there was a woman in white sitting on the ground. Her long black hair was slightly tied with a white hairband, and her fingertips lightly picked up the ethereal strings of the piano.
The music lingers on the water.
A gust of wind blew by, her clothes fluttered, and her black hair and white hairband danced together, as if the woman was about to turn into a fairy and leave at any moment.
Bingyue stood aside and was slightly lost in thought. Even though she was with Ye Luo every day, she still couldn't help but be attracted by her young lady's temperament. She looked up and saw Qingyuan standing not far away. She glanced at Ye Luo and walked over gently.
"Madam, Miss, she..."
Qingyuan smiled kindly, signaled Bingyue not to disturb Ye Luo, and said softly, "Bingyue, Miss, I'm here, you go and do your work."
Bingyue thought about the fact that her wife was here, and left with peace of mind. The Ye family has always been very good to their servants and never vented their anger on them. After all, Ye Luo didn't like the high and low people in the ancient times, although they should be polite to others.
There are still some rules, but in the absence of outsiders, the relationship between the master and servant of the Ye family is more like family and friends.
The sound of the piano suddenly changes, making it chaotic and irritating.
Is it a coincidence? Is it a blood connection between relatives? Today she finally found the long-lost bracelet. When she arrived with joy, the silver bracelet had been bought by someone, and that person was exactly him.
My brother Ouyang Mingqi.
"Boom" the strings broke, a trace of blood flowed from the fingertips, and the fine rosewood dyed red, Ye Luo paused and continued to pluck the strings.
She knew that the silver bracelet had Xiaoye's life experience, so she should be happy, right?
But how was he going to explain to his younger siblings that Jun Mo and Fei Yi were brought up by her, and they had been dependent on him since childhood. He was their only relative. Although Jun Mo and Fei Yi were twins, they were far more dependent on him.
Deeper than each other.
I still remember that when I first found Feiyi, she couldn't speak because she was frightened before. I stayed with her every day. It took her a whole year before she was willing to say her first words "sister". At that time, Ye Luo felt that she had to sacrifice for them.
Everything is worth it.
After so many years of dependence on each other, how could they accept it if they knew that the sister they relied on the most was not related by blood to them?
What should I do? "Dong" "Dong" the strings are broken again, Ye Luo still refuses to stop, the sound is no longer possible, and the tune has become a tragedy.
Qing Yuan, who was standing quietly by the side, couldn't help but shout loudly when she saw this, "Piao Ling, stop quickly." This child only takes care of others and never knows how to care for himself.
"Aunt Qing, why are you here?" Ye Luo hurriedly hid his hands behind his back and said with a smile.
Qingyuan looked at Ye Luo helplessly, pulled her hand out and examined the wound carefully, feeling angry and distressed.
"Aunt Qing, do you know?" Ye Luo said gloomily.
This silly child has been through so much hardship in the past few years. He has endured all the hardships for the Ye family and even ignored his own lifelong happiness. If General Ye hadn't found her just now because he missed his daughter, I'm afraid she would still be
Ye Luo hid it in the valley.
Unexpectedly, Piao Ling is the daughter of General Ouyang, what a twist of fate!
That year, she and her young lady lived in seclusion in a village at the foot of a mountain with their newborn young master to avoid their enemies. They didn't want to get into trouble, but they couldn't bear it and rescued the little piaoling who fell off the cliff. No one expected that they would save him in the first place.
After giving birth to this child, he became the family's support.
"Piao Ling, how long has it been since you played the piano?" Qing Yuan suddenly asked.
Ye Luo was slightly stunned and didn't know why Qingyuan asked this. After thinking for a while, he said, "It's been a long time." It had been so long that he had forgotten it.
"Piao Ling, Aunt Qing understands that you have done too much for them over the years, they will understand, you will always be their sister, right? And don't hurt yourself again in the future, your right hand can still be tortured
When will it be?" Qingyuan was a little reproachful. Her right hand was as if it was useless. At the beginning, she could hardly hold the chopsticks. After several years of training, she finally got better. I'm afraid it will return to its original state tonight.
"Aunt Qing, I'm fine." Ye Luo said with a smile. Her hands are much better now than before. When she was being chased, she blocked a sword from Jun Mo and injured her muscles and bones. She did not get treatment in time. Later, in order to survive and
Jun Mo's medicine money was used to wash clothes for a wealthy family, but it was already wasted by being soaked in cold water all day long.
Qingyuan looked at Ye Luo's smiling face bitterly. It had been so many years since she first met her, but she had never seen this child cry. She was so stubborn that she would rather bite her gums than leave a drop of tear, no matter what
No matter how hard or tiring you are, no matter how big the setbacks are, you force yourself to face them with a smile. You are so strong that it makes people feel heartbroken.
Qingyuan looked at Ye Luo's injured hand, and couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. Her right hand was useless, so the girl learned to use her left hand. If she hadn't taken care of her, her right hand would have become a display now. This child is too emotional, if
I was just repaying the favor I received for saving my life that day. I'm afraid it has been repaid long ago.
She gave up her beloved Qin, her youth, her marriage and even her life for the sake of Jun Mo Fei Yi and her two brothers and sisters. How could she be forgiven?
"Aunt Qing, I want to ask you something, why were we hunted down back then?" Ye Luo never understood why they were hunted down and even implicated a whole village. Later, when he had the ability
, but Aunt Qing kept preventing her from investigating.
"Piao Ling, if you don't ask, Aunt Qing will tell you today." Qing Yuan's memory returned to a long time ago.
"In the year of Yuanhui, the Ming emperor died due to illness. Emperor Minghui came to the throne and changed his reign name to Yuanhui. The former queen lived in a mansion outside the palace with her newborn prince and princess, but the current emperor
He was worried that the little prince would threaten his throne when he grew up, so he wanted to eradicate the root cause. The late emperor's cronies risked their lives to inform the late empress to escape danger, and told the former empress a shocking secret. It turned out that the late emperor was raped by him.
My half-brother was killed." Qingyuan got a little excited when she said this, and her shoulders couldn't help shaking.
Seeing that something was not right with Aunt Qing, Ye Luo hurriedly took Qingyuan's hand to stop her from continuing and patted Qingyuan's shoulder, comforting, "It's okay, Aunt Qing, it's all over now."
Needless to say, Ye Luo also knew what happened later. He didn't expect Jun'er's mother, his godmother, to have such an identity.
When Ye Luo felt that he was still drifting, Qingyuan asked again, "Do you know who the crony who reported the news is?"
"Could it be the current General Ouyang?" Ye Luo tried to say. When she saw Qingyuan's eyes, she felt that the world was too fantasy.
"General Ouyang, that's your father." Qingyuan scolded. "Your mother and young lady were very good friends. Your mother died trying to distract those people to save the young lady. That was why your family was separated.
Yes, I didn’t expect that your mother died to save the young lady, and now you have suffered so much for Jun Mo and Fei Yi.”
"Piao Ling, we owe you too much. Good boy, go find them. The lady hopes you will do the same." Qingyuan patted Ye Luo on the shoulder. She hoped Ye Luo would be happy.
After Qingyuan left, Ye Luo sat alone on a stone chair in the pavilion, leaning against a pillar. She watched the ripples of the water making the moon shadow sway gently, and couldn't help but think of the poem "I hope we can live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."