Elegant Feather

Jun Yiyu followed the sound and approached, and arrived at the Fufeng Pavilion.

With the help of the palace lanterns that spread all the way to the pavilion, Jun Yiyu could clearly see the person playing the piano in the middle of the night, that ethereal and graceful figure, who is it if it is not Changsun Rong?

Compared with Qian Luo's refined piano skills, Changsun Rong's piano skills are not bad, and she is not outstanding, but she is better at expressing feelings. The faint sound of the piano vividly interprets the loneliness and sentimentality of the player.

Playing such a miserable piano sound alone in the middle of the night, but what's on your mind?Jun Yiyu approached slowly, and waited until she had finished playing Jun Yiyu for a while before softly saying: "Why are you in such a good mood tonight?"

Chang Sun Rong was so absorbed in playing that she didn't even notice that someone was walking behind her. When she suddenly heard the question, she couldn't stop swiping her hand still on the strings, and let out a particularly ear-piercing crack in the silent night. sound.

Turning around, seeing that it was Jun Yiyu, Changsun Rong heaved a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but put her heart in her hands and said, "It's Ah Yu, you scared me to death."

"Who knew you were so focused, I didn't hold back my steps, and I didn't even know I was behind you."

Chang Sun Rong couldn't help but glared at him, "You scared me, or is it mine?"

Jun Yiyu thought that she might feel melancholy tonight, so she didn't open her mouth to talk back, but scratched her head and smiled softly.

"You are not at home for dinner today, and your two younger brothers are not happy because they have no stories to listen to. I heard from your mother that you went out to play with your friends. Are you here?"

Jun Yiyu patted his head helplessly: "These brats think of me as a storybook, right? I just came back, and thought I went too far, so I simply climbed over the wall and came back. I heard someone playing the piano while passing by. Why don't you just come and have a look?" Speaking of "climbing the wall", he couldn't help giving Chang Sun Rong a complacent smile.

Chang Sun Rong saw that he was childish, and kept calling other people's little ghosts, and said very funnyly: "You are obviously not a few years older, and you still call other people's little ghosts. Besides, it is you who have a belly full of weird stories from nowhere. If it arouses their interest, who else can be blamed?"

Jun Yiyu curled his lips inwardly, I really count that I am older than you, they are not little ghosts, and after listening to her talk about the story, he said: "Well, it's mine, it's okay to tease them with stories, It’s mine, isn’t it? It’s over, isn’t it? Cut, isn’t it just a few poor kids who want to hear a few stories. I don’t have any in my stomach, but there are so many stories. But you, a black light, how can you be alone? Running here to play the piano?"

After talking casually with Jun Yiyu, Changsun Rong felt happier. Although Jun Yiyu's tone was casual, how could she not hear his concern?Chang Sun Rong felt warm in her heart, but she spoke a little arrogantly, "There are lights in the garden, so how can it be considered a black light?"

"Then in the middle of the night, if you come here, at least you have to bring someone with you?"

Changsun Rong didn't know what was the reason for tonight. She clearly knew the concern of the person in front of her, but she felt a little bit unconvinced when she answered, "My place is close to the back garden, and it's only a few steps away. So It's getting late, I don't want to sleep, so I can't sleep with someone else?"

Jun Yiyu thought she was in a bad mood, but she didn't want to say it, so her tone was unavoidable, so she said quietly, "That's true."

Chang Sun Rong came out temporarily when she couldn't sleep at night, and she didn't add any clothes. The temperature in April was just right during the day, but it was late at night, and the dew was heavier, but it was inevitable to be a little chilly.This Fufeng Pavilion was by the pond again, Sun Rong didn't feel it when she was concentrating on playing the piano, but it stopped now, and the cool wind blowing from the water made her shiver.

When Jun Yiyu went out at night, Xiao Ru specially brought him a big cloak. He had internal energy to protect his body, so he didn't feel cold at all, but he put it on because he was too lazy to wear it. In order to put it on for her, he said in his mouth: "I'm such a big man, I don't wear more when I go out at night. Fortunately, my mother prepared this cloak for me, which happens to be cheap for you. Have you played the piano? Go to rest early, don't freeze."

If Jun Yiyu was angry, Changsun Rong could hear the slightest bit of pampering. This person is obviously a child, and he is childish from time to time, but why doesn't he always treat me as an elder?Intentionally or unintentionally, the feeling of care and pampering is moving and nostalgic. Changsun Rong didn't want to leave here. She lowered her head and tightened her clothes, trying to make this warmth more real. Zhu frowned and asked, "Where did you go tonight? You came back so late, and there was still such a smell of powder on your clothes, did you go to that place too?"

"Smell of powder?" Jun Yiyu leaned up to sniff the cloak strangely, and it was really pungent, "Oh, don't mention it, brother Haoxuan said he would take me to a good place, but it turned out to be a brothel. Or leave him alone and sneak back. Brother Haoxuan teased me and found a group of women. I couldn’t even hide from them. That’s why I became infected. You’re cold, just dress up first. Also I don’t know what’s so good about this brothel, they love to go there so much. But the oiran is really pretty, and she plays the piano very well. By the way, I still met my uncle there today..." Jun Yiyu said casually He stopped suddenly, stealing his eyes to look at Rong Sun's face, thinking of the displeasure and the word "also" in her question just now, maybe it's because of his uncle who hangs around the brothel, could it be because of his uncle tonight...

When Jun Yiyu came to smell the clothes, she approached unavoidably, causing Chang Sunrong to tremble in her heart, and she blushed and turned her eyes away. When he suddenly stopped talking, she turned her eyes, only to find that he was carefully looking at herself The expression on his face made him wonder, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Seeing Sun Rong's performance, Jun Yiyu thought she had guessed what she was thinking. Thinking of his uncle who didn't like to go home and their husband and wife being estranged and polite, he sighed in his heart and asked cautiously: "You In a bad mood, come out to play the piano, but because of uncle?"

Changsun Rong asked puzzledly, "How can you tell that I'm in a bad mood?"

"I heard your piano sound is miserable, and I met my uncle in Fenglailou again tonight, so..."

"So you think I'm upset because of your uncle, don't you?"

Before Jun Yiyu could finish speaking, Changsun Rong took up the conversation angrily, and seeing the approval in Jun Yiyu's eyes, she continued angrily and amusedly: "I just couldn't sleep and came out to play the piano, see what you think Where did you go? You are good at silk and bamboo orchestra, and since ancient times, sadness has been regarded as beautiful in melody, you don’t know it? For your uncle, it’s normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. What’s wrong with you? Don’t tell me I’m that in your eyes A jealous person?"

Jun Yiyu saw that her expression was natural, her words didn't seem to be fake, she felt relieved, and spoke more casually, "It's fine if there is nothing. I just want you to be happy, and the joy comes from the heart. Your sentimental tone is more or less influenced by the mood. Infected. If it’s for self-entertainment, you can play as you like, regardless of the beauty of the rhythm, sad and happy sounds, as long as you like it. As for the three wives and four concubines as a matter of course, don’t mention it to me anymore. Here comes the rule that some men are naturally superior and women are inferior."

"Your words are really rare. Few people have such thoughts, and I don't know you..."

"Sister! I'm telling the truth! It's unreasonable for men to be superior to women. A woman like you should live a happy life, but because of the broken rules of this world, she lives tied up. What's the matter? !"

"What did you call me?" This is the third time Jun Yiyu has called Elder Sun Rong after returning home. Fufeng Pavilion played Lai Yang when she was studying.To be honest, this is the first time Jun Yiyu actually called Changsun Rong "sister" face to face after returning home.

"Sister, didn't I call you that when I was young? You are not a few years older than me, and it's awkward to be called aunt." Jun Yiyu took it for granted.

"Nonsense..." I am 14 years older than you, just being your mother is enough.

Changsun Rong was picked up by Jun Yiyu before she finished speaking, "What nonsense, it's what it is. Seriously, I regard you as a friend and hope you have a better life. If you have a bad time with my uncle, why don't you live with my uncle?" Leave, I will definitely support you when the time comes. Uncle can take concubines and have children to visit brothels, there is no reason for you to be unhappy in this palace for him."

Seeing the young man in front of him with bright eyes, sincere words, and shocking remarks, Chang Sun Rong was a little moved, a little speechless, and finally sighed and said: "I'll just listen to these words today, you can't talk nonsense to others Well, even if His Majesty is a woman today, your remarks will not be tolerated in this world. I have lived a good life in Prince Yi's Mansion these years, so don't worry about me. It's getting late, go back and rest."

Seeing that it was late at night, even though he was in the mansion and there were lights all the way, Jun Yiyu still insisted on sending Chang Sun Rong outside the Shu Garden. Looking at the back of Chang Sun Rong who left, Jun Yiyu sighed, although Dahua It has been open in the past dynasties, but it is unfair to women after all. She is such an intelligent, beautiful and temperamental woman. In modern society, she should live a radiant life and be sought after by everyone. It is a pity...

Thinking of the end, Jun Yiyu was extremely grateful to his parents in this life, who disguised themselves as men and gave her the identity of a man.There is nothing in this world that he wants to do, but this identity at least allows him to live freely as a bystander, so that he will not be shackles by the unfair fate of this pair of men and women.

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When he returned to Yuyuan, Jun Yiyu reckoned that it was the time of the twilight, and the surroundings were silent, and his room was lit.Jun Yiyu pushed the door open and went in, only to find that Lingrou had fallen asleep leaning on the table outside.Jun Yiyu was moved in his heart, but he blamed him a little: "This little girl, you know that I have gone out. It's so late, and you don't know to go to bed by yourself. I'm waiting here to fall asleep on the table. If you're sick But how good."

There was Lingrou's bed outside, Jun Yiyu walked to the table, and gently prepared to put her on the bed to sleep, but as soon as he picked her up, Lingrou woke up in a daze: "Master, you are back ah."

"En." Jun Yiyu responded lightly through his nose, and continued walking towards the bed with her in his arms.

Feeling being hugged by Jun Yiyu, Ling Rou was suddenly sober, her face was a little hot, "Master, you...you let me go."

"Huh? I'm holding you anyway, so don't get down. I'll let you sleep on the bed."

Lingrou felt her face turn red, "No, no, young master, I'm not asleep yet, please put me down quickly, you need to take a bath, I'll go and pack your clothes."

Although there were many candles in the room, but the lights were on and off, Jun Yiyu didn't notice Lingrou's flushed face, and even if he found out, he would only think it was because he was blushing after sleeping. Who let Lingrou know that he was flushed? What about identity?

"Silly girl, I will arrange the bathing myself, you just need to sleep. Also, if I come back late in the future, you don't have to wait for me. If you fall asleep on the table like today, you will get sick."

Lingrou was hugged by Jun Yiyu, and hearing his caring words, her face became redder and her heart beat faster, she didn't know what was wrong, she clearly knew that the young master was actually a young lady, so she couldn't bear to hold her. It's nothing, but... the young master's arms are so warm and smell good.

After all, Lingrou was hugged and put on the bed by Jun Yiyu, but she insisted on getting up and serving her. Jun Yiyu couldn't screw her, so he could only let her go.

Jun Yiyu is used to bathing every day, and it was inconvenient to get water in ancient times. For this reason, when he was in Linggu, Jun Yiyu specially made a water storage and intake system with bamboo and wood, and directly received water from the mountain to the bamboo house.When he returned to Prince Yi's mansion, he didn't have the convenience of diverting water from the mountain. For the convenience of bathing, he even thought of a way to improve it, which surprised the craftsmen who built it at the beginning, and praised the young master for his creativity.

For convenience, Jun Yiyu arranged the bathroom next to the bedroom, with a small door connecting the bathroom.Lingrou knew Jun Yiyu's habit of taking a bath, so he added a lot of firewood to the stove, and the water was always warm, and hot water could be used with just a little more fire.Yuyuan didn't allow too many servants to stay, and Jun Yiyu's bath area, except for Lingrou, no one else is allowed to set foot there without special instructions, so Jun Yiyu felt very relieved when taking a bath.After entering the bathroom, he pulled out the piston, and took a hot bath happily.

After taking a bath, Jun Yiyu went back to the bedroom through the small door in a refreshed body, said goodnight to Ling Judo, and went to sleep alone.In the past 15 years, he has been used to going to bed early and getting up early, and he has lost the habit of staying up late. At this time, he was approaching Zizheng, and he was really sleepy. He fell asleep after a while, and he didn't know the trouble he caused tonight with his kind hug. , making Lingrou toss and turn outside, making it difficult to sleep.

The author has something to say: Heartless Tantai hasn’t come home for a year, this time he finally found out that he went home at the first time, seeing the evergreen trees in his hometown, I feel good... In other words, this time On the way home, Fufeng was mistaken for a boy many times, and he even had to take out a compliment about how handsome he is, crazy!In fact, Tantai is just for convenience, his hair is a little short.This Fufeng has endured it, anyway, he has been questioned about his gender too many times since he was a child, and Fufeng is used to it... But, why should he recognize Fufeng as a middle school student!Fufeng is about to turn [-], and he is in his third year of college! !Although there are quite a few times, I really can't get used to it! ! !Crazy! ! ! !

Don't gossip, after reading the messages in the past two days, I won't reply one by one. Regarding "Yi Yu Merry", it must be affectionate, otherwise Tantai would not be scolded and put it in Jinjiang.Fufeng consciously wrote down his emotions little by little, and he has written quite a lot until now... Some readers said that this is "the most indirect essay I have ever followed", and Tantai also admitted this .In fact, this article has been conceived for half a year. Fufeng has a story structure in his mind, but he didn’t convert all of them into words until the end. When writing the essay, the only thing Fufeng insists on is to keep it natural. When the day is over, when I look back, it seems that there really was such a parallel time and space, the Dahua, the Beihu, the Xiwu... and the last one. The important thing is that the group of people who have been in love and hatred... Fufeng just wants the plot to develop naturally, and the feelings will come naturally from it.Fufeng will not write love for the sake of writing love, so Fufeng only feels abrupt, and he feels that his ability is limited and he cannot control it. I am afraid it will be blunt... This is Fufeng's philosophy. Accepted, it’s good for everyone to get together and break up without hurting feelings... In her first novel, Fufeng thinks that the writing and conception are both crude and clumsy. A mind that seeks guidance and even criticism.When no one reads it anymore, or everyone is scolding, Fufeng will consciously turn around and write to himself for his own entertainment. Forgive Fufeng for going his own way... I feel that there are not many people in Fufeng's pit, In the end, Fufeng would not be drowned by saliva.This point, I don't know if it is Fufeng's luck or misfortune... Hehe, let's stop here.