The Road of the Queen

In the last chapter, Shen Bingjun asked Yin Yuting sternly, "Yin Liulang, why are you at ease?!"

Yin Yuting seemed to be stabbed by Shen Bingjun's words, and opened the snack wrapped in oil paper with aggrieved expression.There are four kinds of dim sum, including glutinous rice cakes, chestnut cakes, sesame rolls, and kidney bean rolls. They are all very delicate and delicious.Yin Yuting said: "I kindly gave you some snacks to relieve your homesickness. Why do you talk like that."

Shen Bingjun looked at him disdainfully, turned his face and said: "You think I don't know that you and that smiling tiger surnamed Liu killed Zhuo Jingzhi? His lord is so protective of you, he is really blind!"

After all, at the end of summer and the coolness of autumn, where does the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus come from, which makes people want to be drunk.Against the background of this fragrance, Yin Yuting's face is charming like the sweet-scented osmanthus flower: "Then, isn't the lord blind in protecting you, the orphan of the royal family of You Kingdom?"

Shen Bingjun was shocked when he heard the words, his face paled instantly, and he stared at Yin Yuting with wide eyes in horror.

Time seemed to stand still, and even the air froze.It was a sunny afternoon, but the Shui Lin Garden seemed to be covered with dark clouds and the wind was blowing, and there was going to be a sky-shattering rainstorm soon.

It took Shen Bingjun a long time to calm down, and slowly picked up the pastry wrapped in oil paper, and looked at it carefully.He smiled, smiling extremely gently: "That's right, these are dim sum from my hometown. I didn't expect Chang'an to sell them."

Yin Yuting nodded and closed his eyes, his long eyelashes moving like butterfly wings, "I don't know how it tastes, let's have a taste." After speaking, he looked up at him, his thick black eyes were like bottomless well water.

Shen Bingjun picked up a piece of chestnut cake and put it in the palm of his hand. His palm was very white, and the ordinary chestnut cake became as delicate as a work of art.He said calmly and coldly, "I won't taste it."

Yin Yuting turned his gaze from the green surface of the artificial lake outside the window to Shen Bingjun's face, without speaking.

And Shen Bingjun's cold lamp-like eyes were as calm as water at the moment, and his face shone with a lustrous luster like pearls.After a while, he added: "Since you have figured out my identity, you should tell me how you figured it out."

Yin Yuting said: "On weekdays, you like to play the song "Drunken Flower Yin". There is a part in the middle section from Shangzhengjiao to Bianzheng. Those whose little fingers are not long enough should raise their hands to play it. Most people in Youguo have short fingers. , Among them, the royal family of You Country especially has an extremely short little finger. Mr. Shen, you showed your flaws here - when you raised your little finger to play this section, you were half a beat slower than the original version."

Shen Bingjun was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at his hands.He loves music very much. He has played countless beautiful piano pieces with his proud hands, but he never imagined that he would be defeated by them one day.Shen Bingjun's glamorous face lost its brilliance, and he just stared at Yin Yuting in a daze.

Yin Yuting also looked at his hands.His hands were beautiful, clean and long, with pink fingertips.He curled up his fingers to hide the thin calluses between his fingertips, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were as bright as stars: "Now, can I touch Mr. Shen's piano?"

Shen Bingjun's eyes flashed, and he turned around and held his precious piano in front of Yin Yuting from the piano stand: "From now on, I will never have the face to play the piano again. This green Qi was originally given to me by the prince. I will pass it on to Yin Liulang. I hope you will take good care of it from now on."

I saw that green Qiqin, with its simple and unsophisticated body and dark green strings, it is naturally fragrant in the same state.Gently shake your hand, the sound is mellow and sweet, like the jingle of spring water and the phlegm of a brook, it is really hard to put it down.

Yin Yuting touched the Lu Qiqin, and suddenly started to stroke the strings.As soon as it comes up, it seems like a gold and iron horse are caught, the sound of drums bursts, the sound of knives, files and guns intercepts the flying flowers, and then suddenly turns into a slow tone, the music at the fingertips is smooth and the flocs are rolling, the setting sun returns to the sail, infinite warmth; until At the end of the song, it seems that the flowers are dying in the spring evening, and the east wind blows the poplar flowers away, and the lingering sound lingers around the beam continuously.

This song shocked and frightened Shen Bingjun.This Yin Yuting's music style is completely different from his, he likes slow music, soft and gentle, such as "High Mountain and Flowing Water" is like this.As for Yin Liulang, his style of music is shocking, high-pitched and violent, and he is good at playing rigid songs like "The Galloping Horse".

Shen Bingjun was thinking about this, only to hear Yin Yuting stop his hands and say: "The famous Qin and Luqi really deserve their reputation. Since it was given to you by the prince, I don't want it." Looking at the piano, then at Shen Bingjun: " At the end of the song, everyone is gone, Young Master Shen."

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"At the end of the song, everyone is gone, Mr. Shen."

There were chaotic footsteps at the door, Cheng Wang Li Chunqiu walked in with his housekeeper Liu Zihuan and his bodyguard Pei Qinggang.

Li Chunqiu had no expression on his face, and glanced at Yin and Chen with cold eyes.

Shen Bingjun knew that the conversation just now had been heard by King Cheng, and his face was as golden as paper, so he got up and knelt down and called the prince.Yin Yuting also stood up and stood respectfully with his hands down.

Li Chunqiu raised his hem and sat down, looked down at the kneeling man, and said coldly: "Bing Jun, just as Yin Liulang said, you should show your life experience. My lord, I am all ears."

Shen Bingjun flinched, and suddenly the tip of his nose became red.There were tears in his eyes but he didn't sob, crystal clear teardrops rolled down his eyes.

No one spoke, so even the sound of Shen Bingjun's tears falling to the ground could be heard.It wasn't until the tears gathered into puddles the size of a baby's palm that Shen Bingjun spoke intermittently. "My real name is Boyan Nahai, and Shen Bingjun is my Chinese name." After he finished speaking, he paused for a long time before continuing: "I am the third son of a concubine born to the imperial family of You Country." He started to look at Li Chunqiu, his pupils that had been washed and wept were shining brightly: "I am the third prince of You Country." Shen Bingjun suppressed the excitement at this moment, trying to keep calm on his face.

Liu Zihuan folded his arms and sneered: "So you are also the third prince."

Shen Bingjun continued: "Three years ago, the Tang army captured You Country. You Country was overthrown, and the royal family was strangled by the Tang Army. At that time, I escaped death because I studied music in Chang'an. After hearing the news, I ran back to my hometown, and it was already in ruins." .”

Liu Zihuan shouted and asked: "So you pretended to be a musician and sneaked into the palace to deceive the prince, just to avenge the destruction of the country?!"

Shen Bingjun gave Liu Zihuan a disgusted look, but did not answer.

Yin Yuting watched with cold eyes, Prince Cheng listened quietly, and Pei Qinggang's face was so stiff that he didn't say a word.

Shen Bingjun said: "I know that it is nonsense to take revenge and restore the country on my own."

Yin Yuting asked: "If you really mourn for the destruction of You country, and you don't want to take revenge, you will have to die for your country."

Shen Bingjun showed a sneer as light as Liusi: "That's what I meant, but before I died, I accidentally learned that the generals of the Tang Dynasty had kidnapped my Princess Jinglan from You Country, and I just wanted to rescue our Princess Jinglan back to her homeland before I died. "

"What are you going to do after being rescued? Will you die for the country with you?" Yin Yuting asked again.

A confused look flashed across Shen Bingjun's face, as if he didn't know how to answer Yin Yuting's question.He bit his red lips, and his snow-like face was blue and white.

Li Chunqiu played with the mutton fat jade wrench worn on his right thumb, always lowered his eyes, and there was no expression on his pale face.Still using his deep and slightly hoarse voice, he said: "It seems that you still don't know that Princess Jinglan of You Country is already my father's concubine Jing. By the way, she is still the mother of my thirteenth brother." Concubine!" The next chapter will be broken down.