The Road of the Queen

Qionglin Court

Yin Yuting sat alone under the window and played the piano.The candles on the candlestick were about to burn out, and the song Fishing for Fish was about to come to an end, but the person he was waiting for hadn't come yet.

The wind sent the fragrance of lotus, blowing coolly on his face, his eyes were as black as thick ink, and his eyes lightly fell on the piano.

The sound of footsteps, from far to near, went up the stairs.

After Yin Yuting finished playing the last syllable, he smiled and said, "Zi Huan is here, please sit down."

Liu Zihuan changed into a dark blue water gauze cool shirt, with an intoxicating smile on his face: "Yin Liulang has worked hard all the way to Pingjiang, and you are welcome to come back safely." After speaking, he lifted his hem and sat on the wooden bench.

Yin Yuting brought over the wine utensils that had been prepared, filled a cup and handed it to Liu Zihuan, picked up his own wine cup in one hand, and the two clinked glasses to each other. I work harder." Then he took out the letter from his sleeve.

Liu Zihuan's eyes were dim, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Have you met King Ping?"

Yin Yuting nodded: "I met you at the welcome banquet." He spread the letter out, pointed at the words 'everything goes well' with his slender pale fingertips, and asked, "I heard that Prince Ning's Mansion has already given the letter to Zheng Guogong. The eldest daughter is officially hired," he frowned, "I don't know what Zihuan said, how should I understand it?"

Looking at Juxue's face in front of him, Liu Zihuan still remembered what Li Chunqiu said on the bed just now, "Yin Liulang is different from you." Suddenly, his heart moved, and he reached out to touch Yin Yuting's face: "Yin Liulang doesn't trust me."

Yin Liulang burned the letter on the candle, and said after a long time: "I am very relieved, you should go to Zheng's residence to propose marriage as soon as possible."

Liu Zihuan said again: "If you propose a marriage, how will the prince explain it?"

Yin Yuting said: "Continue to hide it from the prince."

Liu Zihuan was startled and said, "How is it possible?"

Yin Yuting didn't answer in silence, and slowly stood up and sat down in front of the piano platform, plucking monotonous syllables with his little finger.The lights are dimmed, and the wonderful person is dying.His eyes are like autumn water, his silence is like an abyss, his face is always white and smooth, and the coquettish red mole on the center of his brow makes him look like a flower demon: "Zihuan, do you want to listen to the piano?" Flowing from his fingers, the clear and melodious music nourishes the soul of people.

"Ask the world..."

"...What is love, directly teach life and death?

There are two flying passengers from the north to the south, and the old wings return to the cold and heat a few times.

Have fun, parting hard, you will be more idiots.

You should have something to say, thin clouds, thousands of mountains and snow at dusk, who will the shadow go to? "

After he finished singing, Liu Zihuan took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, and a pair of mandarin ducks were embroidered on the handkerchief.

Yin Yuting took Luopa and brought it to his nose for a sniff, and said with a smile, "Xiang, she is a beautiful woman."

Liu Zihuan said coldly, "She is indeed a beautiful woman."

Yin Yuting supported Liu Zihuan's shoulder: "She will be our concubine, and this relationship will be maintained by you in the future."

Liu Zihuan shook off the hand on his shoulder, raised his head and asked, "I did this because I listened to you, what will you give me as compensation?"

When Yin Yuting heard this, his eyes became deeper and darker, and suddenly became confusing.He smiled like a lotus flower blooming in the dark night, charming and wicked, "Didn't the lord compensate you just now?"

"You..." Liu Zihuan stood up in surprise, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him: "How do you know?"

Yin Yuting smirked and said: "It's just a guess, it seems that the guess is right!"

After hearing this, Liu Zihuan was so angry that his blood flowed backwards, and he sat down slowly while pressing his chest.

Yin Yuting picked up the jug and filled the wine cups of the two, and asked with a sigh: "Why, Liu Zihuan?"

Liu Zihuan took a sip and said angrily, "You won't understand!"

Yin Yuting said: "How can I understand if you don't tell me, or do you not regard me as a friend?"

Hearing the word 'friend', Liu Zihuan raised his head and looked at Yin Yuting in surprise: "Yin Liulang, do you think we are friends? Hehe...hahaha..." He suddenly laughed.

Yin Yuting thought for a while, and then said: "Not a friend, but always serving the same master, they can be regarded as one of our own."

It took Liu Zihuan a long time to laugh: "Although your family is in decline, you are still a child of an aristocratic family. How can a person like you understand me..." His words were full of bitterness, and Yin Yuting didn't ask any further questions.

Liu Zihuan suddenly pressed Yin Yuting's hand: "Yin Liulang, if the prince wants you, will you be willing?"

Yin Yuting shook his head with deep eyes.

Liu Zihuan: "Don't tell me you still think about this kind of thing and want to be with yourself?"

Yin Yuting said lightly: "Don't tell me you don't like the prince."

Liu Zihuan was startled, speechless.

Yin Yuting stood up and gestured to see off the guests: "I'm tired, so Zihuan can take care of himself. Let me think about the marriage proposal."

Liu Zihuan got up to leave, but when he reached the stairs, he turned his head around, still smiling almond-eyed: "Yin Liulang, the prince values ​​you, don't let him down."

Yin Yuting was shocked when he heard this.

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In the summer of the 11th year of Emperor Gong of the Tang Dynasty, the eldest son of the emperor, Li Changping, was registered as the crown prince, and the third son of the emperor, Li Chunqiu, made great achievements in Pingjiang and was promoted to become king of Anguo.

In the first rain in Chang'an, Xijing, water droplets fell from the sky and formed a water curtain, which made the hibiscus flowers in the lotus pond nod frequently.

As soon as Yin Yuting, the guide of Prince Cheng's mansion, was so busy that no one was there when he returned home, the memorials that were originally reviewed by him on behalf of the prince were also pushed to the housekeeper Liu Zihuan. Empty door.

This day, Pei Qinggang went to Qionglinyuan again, but he still couldn't find anyone, so he had to put the snacks he brought on the table and leave.When Yin Yuting came back in the evening and saw the snacks on the table, he knew who had been there.He sighed softly, and just happened to be a little hungry, so he took a few yuan to satisfy his hunger, but he didn't expect that the snack was really delicious, so he ate it all without knowing it.In fact, he has been busy in the past few days counting the gold and silver treasures that Pingjiang sent to the palace several times along the way. These treasures are hidden in the underground private prison of the palace. Apart from the prince and him, only Liu Zihuan knows about it.

After eating the snacks and feeling less hungry, Yin Yuting sat under the window and played the piano.In the days when he came back from the frontier, several troublesome things happened. He often sat under the window and played the piano just to relieve his emotions.The sound of Qingling's piano is like jade beads falling on the plate, spring snow flows through the fingertips, and sweet rain falls outside the strings, thinking that Li Changping finally got his wish and was canonized as the prince. After the ceremony, there will be a big wedding.But I heard that Miss Zheng's family hated marriage so much that the disturbance in Zheng Guogong's house couldn't stop for several days.I heard that the health of His Majesty the Emperor is deteriorating, from a disease to a minor illness, from a minor illness to a minor illness, and finally bedridden, guarded by the national teacher day and night, but still no improvement.For him to become a prince, these are really not good news.The style of the music changes from low to high, from slow to fast, the small strings are like whispers, and the big strings are noisy like rainstorms.With a bang, the song ended.

Yin Yuting leaned against the window and looked out, but saw Liu Zihuan hurried out of the house in an indigo long gown, watched his back disappear at the corner of the moon gate, and finally waited for someone.

Li Chunqiu lifted the crystal curtain, but he saw the man sitting in front of the piano under the window looking up at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with sorrow, with a faint gleam.

"My lord." Yin Yuting stood up and was about to salute, but was supported by a pair of slender hands.

Li Chunqiu helped Yin Yuting up, and took Yin Yuting into his arms: "I haven't seen my slave for a few days, seems to have lost some weight."

Yin Yuting said: "Why is the prince here?"

Li Chunqiu smiled and said, "Come and see you."

Yin Yuting nudged Li Chunqiu's approaching face, nodded and said: "My lord always likes to joke with me. I know my lord is busy looking for a famous doctor for His Majesty recently, so I must be here for something."

Li Chunqiu saw Yin Yuting's words were right, he couldn't help but smiled wryly and let him go: "Hey, well, I guessed right, I really came to you because I have something to do."

Yin Yuting let Li Chunqiu sit down on the stool, and went back to the piano under the window, plucked the string with one hand, and played a simple tune, his voice seemed a little ethereal with the music: "I am also I need to find the prince for something."

Li Chunqiu poured the tea himself and was playing with the teacup in his hands.

Yin Yuting said again: "I want to enter the palace again to see Concubine Xue."

Li Chunqiu put down the teacup and sighed: "When you see my mother and concubine, you still don't want me to know what's going on with you."

Yin Yuting stopped the piano and collected his hands: "After meeting Concubine Xue this time, I will tell the truth."

Li Chunqiu nodded lightly: "OK."

Yin Yuting changed the subject: "I heard that His Majesty's illness is very difficult to cure, I wonder if the prince has found a famous doctor?"

Li Chunqiu said: "I found it after looking for it. But I didn't find it, it was the crown prince."

"Prince?!" Yin Yuting was slightly stunned, then raised his eyes and said: "Could it be that the prince is also actively running around for His Majesty's illness?"

Hearing his words, Li Chunqiu's tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes turned darkly, and he couldn't help laughing: "The crown prince is the eldest son of the father, so it's strange that a son is filial to his father."

Li Chunqiu's words made Yin Yuting think of the prince Li Changping whom he met at the banquet that day.At that time, Li Changping, who was still King Ning, slanted towards him with the corners of his phoenix-like eyes, and there was indeed a kind of awe-inspiring aura.Thinking about his first ascension to the crown prince, on the surface it was only natural for the emperor to actively seek medical treatment when he was seriously ill, but in fact the emperor was the stumbling block on his way to the throne, Li Chunqiu couldn't possibly be unaware of this.Yin Yuting looked at Li Chunqiu, but didn't see anything unusual, because he asked: "I wonder what kind of famous doctor the crown prince has found for His Majesty."

Li Chunqiu came over and sat opposite Yin Yuting, the two of them were separated by a piano, Yin Yuting's hand was on the string, and Li Chunqiu gently held that white and slender hand: "The national teacher said that the father's The disease is no longer curable by medicine and stones, the prince is the fairy doctor who went to the Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace to save the father's life."

"A fairy doctor has been invited?!"

Li Chunqiu smiled leisurely: "Yes, the fairy doctor has been invited."

"Then how can the fairy doctor save His Majesty's life?"

"The fairy doctor wrote out a prescription, using 72 kinds of rare herbs in the world, and there is also a special one for medicine."

After hearing this, Yin Yuting only asked: "What kind of medicine?"

Li Chunqiu's eyes dimmed, and his beautiful face was cloudy: "Boys and girls."

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