Famous artist

After reviewing some memorials in the morning, he impatiently swept the memorials on the ground with one hand.

Qiu Zhen, who was standing at the door, heard the sound and walked into the room, and saw Ling Guang who was displeased and asked, "Your Majesty, why are you angry?"

Ling Guang stood up abruptly, with his hands behind his back, "This kind of trivial matter is used to disturb the heart of the lonely king, and the hundreds of people in the court are full of wine and food."

"Your Majesty, drink a glass of water to calm down." Qiu Zhen hurriedly offered a glass of tea.

"Don't drink anymore, Qiu Zhen, King Beima Gu is leaving the palace." After Ling Guang finished speaking, he went out of the imperial study and rushed to the palace.

After the two changed into casual clothes, they came to a familiar place, and someone greeted them immediately.

"Young Master Ling, please come inside"

Ling Guang strode to the private room on the second floor, "I want to listen to the music, let Gongsun Qian come over."

"Young Master Ling, wait a moment, Gongsun Qian is playing next door, I will call him over later"

Ling Guang waved his hand to signal people to go down, while Qiu Zhenluo sat aside and served tea for others.

After half a stick of incense, there was still no movement. Ling Guang, who was already unhappy, became even more irritable, and called the boss in the building.

"Why hasn't Gongsun Qian come?"

"This……"

"My son is asking you something! What are you talking about?"

The boss sighed, "A young master came next door this morning and named Gongsun Qian to play the piano, so"

Ling Guang stood up suddenly, "What? From the morning to now" Ling Guang strode up, followed closely by Qiu Zhen.

Qiu Zhenxian opened the door one step at a time, and saw Gongsun Qian, who was dressed in blue, sitting aside and plucking the strings. The neck was covered with beads of sweat, and the strings were already stained with blood.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Ling Guang stepped forward and swept the piano to the ground, grabbed Gongsun Qian's hand, with scarlet dots on his ten fingers, "Don't you want these hands?"

"Mr. Ling?" Seeing that it was Ling Guang, Gongsun Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

"Gongsun Qian..."

"Who are you? My son ordered the tune, and it's not good to destroy it." A man in black clothes not far away was a little displeased.

"You want to listen to music, don't you! Qiu Zhen, find some luthiers for him, and let him listen enough." As soon as Ling Guang's cold tone came out, Qiu Zhen knew that Ling Guang was angry, and ordered someone to arrest the man. Helped Gongsun Qian back to his room, 【The person who ordered Gongsun Qian to play the piano listened to the music for three days and three nights, but that's a story for later】

"This young master's ten fingers are seriously injured, please remember not to touch the water until the wound is healed." After bandaging Gongsun Qian, the doctor who diagnosed him replied in front of Ling Guang.

"Then why is he unconscious?"

"I had a cold in the first place, but now the wound is infected and it leads to coma, I just need to take care of it."

Ling Guang nodded, motioning for Qiu Zhen to see the doctor off.

Standing up and sitting on the bedside, looking at Gongsun Qian who was bandaged was a bit horrible

Ten fingers, a flash of unbearable feeling suddenly flashed in my heart, "Sometimes it's not good to be too blunt"

If it wasn't for Gongsun Qian to contradict that person in a hurry, he wouldn't be treated like this.

"These hands are so beautiful, wouldn't it be a pity to ruin them?" Ling Guang stretched out his hand to touch the delicate bully on the back of Gongsun Qian's hand, and was suddenly caught by Gongsun Qian.

"Kunyi, Kunyi..."

"Kunyi don't go"

"Kunyi, Kunyi..." A sound of uneasiness mixed with thoughts came out of his mouth.

Ling Guang listened to Zhong Kunyi's name being called throughout his life, and sighed, "What kind of person is it that you can't forget after several years, who are you?" Ling Guang took off Gongsun Qian's mask with his other hand .

"No wonder you wear a mask"

Ling Guang chuckled and put the mask on again.

Before opening his eyes, he felt the pain in his ten fingers, and was lifted up as soon as he opened his eyes.

"My son is awake"

When Gongsun Qian opened his eyes, he saw a strange environment and a strange person.

"Where am I?"

"This is the Mausoleum Mansion, and it was my son who brought him back," the servant replied respectfully.

Suddenly a figure appeared at the door, it was Qiu Zhen.

"you're awake"

"Master Qiu"

"Young master has redeemed your contract, you can rest at ease again! Your fingers are injured and you should not touch the water, someone will take care of you"

Just as Gongsun Qian wanted to do something, he was stopped, "If you are injured, don't move around, let's have a good life."

"Thank you"

Qiu Zhen nodded and walked out, leaving two servants in the room.

"I want to go out for a walk"

The little servant helped Gongsun Qian get up and walked out slowly. Not far from the door was a pond of lotus flowers. Gongsun Qian sat in the gazebo with a smile on his lips, looking at the goldfish swimming in the water, "You, I love fish the most, but I get stuck every time.”

"Hmm~"

Gongsun Qian, who was eating well, raised his head when he heard Zhong Kunyi's unusual voice, "Kunyi, what's wrong?"

Zhong Kunyi opened her mouth slightly, but dared not speak. She pointed to her throat and her eyes were red.

It was stuffed with steamed buns and drunk with vinegar. After finally pulling out the fishbone, Zhong Kun Yixin pushed the plate aside with a hopeless expression on his face, "I won't eat it"

"Kun Yi likes to eat fish?"

"Don't dare"

Gongsun Qian smiled and put the selected fish on his plate.

"A Qian treated me so well." Zhong Kunyi ate the fish on the plate with a smile on his face.

"Only good for Kun Yi"......

Gongsun Qian sighed and got up to leave.