No one shouted outside the garden gate. Maybe he really made a decision.
Xiang Ye Xiang Ye greatly stammered about the visit of the emperor of Chu, and it was obvious that people felt that what happened was bigger than weird.
He zheng knocked on the door hurriedly garden to shout what?
An emperor who is a guest in another country must behave in a certain way. It is inappropriate to visit the prime minister of a country casually. Even if he wants to see it, he should first order the prime minister to make full preparations to welcome him. Is this interest suddenly coming?
It’s true that a few days ago, at the behest of the emperor, a group of nobles in Beijing kept him restless day and night. He just had a big wedding and couldn’t be delayed any longer. It was only two or three days before he came here.
Na Lanjue’s head is in a big fight. What are you doing to greet the shutter?
It is strange that all the family members of Xiangfu, who have always been forbidden to do so, were frozen there and no one moved.
He eyebrows a wrinkly rose an ominous feeling. What’s the matter?
The housekeeper said with a sad face that the king of Chu said that he was a good friend, so he didn’t have to talk about the superfluous courtesies and came in directly.
Nalan was furious. You are all losers.
The family all trembled and knelt down to the housekeeper’s face, and almost cried. Mr. Xiang is the emperor, although he is not our emperor, he is also a god. Who dares to stop him from going in?
Ridiculous, he is angry and helpless. Where has this house become? The king of Qin or the king of Chu loves to come and go like this.
Where is the king of Chu now?
As soon as the king of Chu came in, he went to the public. The little people couldn’t stop him from reporting to the master.
He doesn’t listen to their nonsense, but the wind is rushing, and he has seen Nalan Jade Garden in the distance.
Shi Na Lan Yu Ming Yan came quickly when he saw Na Lan hurrying to give a courtesy to Master Chu Wangbi. Just now, he suddenly broke into the public room to recuperate. It was too heavy for the medicine in the room, and it was said that the window was stuffy and the public face must be stuffy in the room. I didn’t dare to stop the public from walking in the garden.
Waste he didn’t even bother to look at Mingyan and strode forward.
He’s the only one in his life, though he always goes against his will, or he alone has left the emperor of the Great Qin State with half a life. It’s really necessary to let the emperor of the Great Chu State, the monster who specializes in trouble, lose the other half.
Seeing the garden gate almost suddenly smelling a ray of piano music piercing through the clouds and cracking stones makes people feel comfortable in their chests. He is physically tired and mentally heavy. At first glance, he feels that it is not easy to say this rhyme.
He zheng slightly slow pace.
Naqin
He walked slowly to the gate of the garden unconsciously, only to see a beautiful woman in the sun, who made thousands of flowers pale, caressing the piano.
Not far from her, a man in white and black hair was dancing with music in the breeze.
The fairy-like person floating in a white robe with wide sleeves makes people suddenly realize that the world of mortals is human.
Flowers are blooming in spring, the sun is always warm and the wind is always cold, and the wind is always soft. Flowers fall on the temples of the peerless beauty, and heptachord falls on the sleeves of the white men’s robes. The heaven and the earth are all with gentle fragrance, and Nalanyu sits idle and smiles at the place where the sunshine is the brightest and the flowers are the most attractive.
That faint smile suddenly stopped him from moving his only child, and he had never laughed since he died.
Every time I visit him, he always talks in a gloomy bed in that dark room, gloomy and angry, but he has been too busy recently to even visit this only childhood.
Why didn’t he ever want to drag his children from the dark room in Nabi to such bright sunshine?
He didn’t look in quietly at the side of the garden gate. NaLanYu was smiling and smiling gently. What do you think of a smirked face beside him? It’s not like the emperor saying something and patting his hand on the flower stone table as if he were clapping his piano.
Nalan suddenly said, I remembered that Yuer once said that when he was in Chu, the emperor and queen of Chu, Xiao Xingde, sang wine, played the piano, sang and danced together that night. There were no princes and ministers, and Qin Chu was a group of friends. I once laughed that he had suffered so much and still believed that the emperor really became friends.
His voice is very light, as if he were talking to someone.
After a while, a faint voice suddenly sounded in my ear. The emperor of Chu was an asshole that I also hated, but he was not Ning Zhao and he would not become Ning Zhao.
He didn’t go to see anyone saying this, and he didn’t have the heart to turn to look at others around him. When he heard the strange sound, he stared at the garden quietly.
Obviously, no one noticed that he was four people in the garden and became a world. The beautiful night in Chu and the bright spring in Qin all made them happy.
There’s no monarch, there’s no Qin Chu, there’s no friend.
Na Lanyu suddenly picked up the jade flute on the stone table and gathered it to his lips. A wisp of Qing Jun flute rhymed with the piano.
However, it didn’t take long for the flute to be raised, and it was already shaking badly, and it rang a few times in a hurry, which brought the rhyme to the chaos.
Then NaLanYuLi lowered his head and coughed violently.
At his side, the king of Chu was in a hurry to help him clap his chest and beat his back. The queen of Chu also abandoned heptachord’s quick approach to the dancer, but he had to stretch out his hand and feel Nalanyu’s pulse.
He didn’t speak and didn’t move. He looked at his son quietly. He was clever and handsome, good at riding and shooting, good at poetry, piano, chess and painting. Even though he always made him angry, it was the greatest pride of his heart. Today, he, a child who is good at melody and keen, didn’t even have the strength to play a song.
He turned slowly and walked away with heavy steps.
He looked up at the vast sky, and his face gradually showed a cold expression. His voice was so light that it seemed that he could hear me promise.
It’s like talking to the air, and no one answers him, and he doesn’t expect anyone to answer him in this dead world and slowly leave.
Nalanyu’s flute rhyme is out of tune, and finally he has to cover his lips and cough violently. When he moves his hand, his palm is pale red and touches people’s eyes
When he heard a fuss about shouting around him, he smiled innocently. It’s nothing but a little red fire.
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