Duan Zhishaohua

Prince Jing really did what he said, and tied up Duan Shaohua for a whole night. As for where he went that night, it is unknown.

But after one night, Prince Jing finally didn't forget about him, and before he went to court, he ordered Manager Yan to take care of him.

Director Yan watched Prince Jing get into the carriage with his own eyes, and after he had a word, he slowly went to wait in front of Prince Jing's room. He only saw that stupid Dong'er.Immediately, his face was a little ugly, but he didn't expect that this young man could really sleep.

He shouted loudly on purpose, and Dong'er hurriedly greeted him, but there was still no response in the room.

That's all, at least the prince said to take good care of her.Although he is just a little husband-in-law now, it is not certain that he will be favored in the future.He had to know how to advance and retreat, and he had to serve the new master well.

Thinking of this, Manager Yan straightened his robe, pointed at Dong'er and said, "Don't just stand there waiting for the master to speak, go in and serve."

Dong'er was taken aback, and she dared not refute, after all, seeing the prince leave with her own eyes last night, the suddenness made her worried.

Carefully pushed the door open and entered, bowed and was about to call out "Young Master" respectfully, when he suddenly saw the real scene in the room, he immediately exclaimed in shock.

Manager Yan was still shying away from going forward, but he couldn't stand up immediately after hearing the scream.

"What are you yelling at?" Director Yan strode into the room, and saw Dong'er fell to the ground, and squeaked when he saw him.

Feeling annoyed, he looked forward and took a deep breath.

He has served Prince Jing for many years, and he also knows that he has always had a temper that is ready for storms.But in my impression, the prince still treats Fengyue with tenderness, how come this time!

Seeing the blood-red bruise a few steps away, Mr. Yan felt shocking for a while. He couldn't move forward at this moment, so he could only shout at Dong'er: "What are you doing here? It's not like letting your master down."

Dong'er walked closer step by step with trembling lips, seeing the cruelty more clearly.

Just look at the original white body with many wounds criss-crossing, bruises around it, and dried blood stains coagulated on it.These wounds are mixed in the paleness, if you don't look carefully, you can only think that he will be a dead person.

It was really worse every time, but he didn't want Prince Jing to really do it.

Dong'er untied the hemp rope with a heart hanging down, and Duan Shaohua immediately fell into her arms, touching the skin in horror, it was really cold and frightening.

Tears were almost bursting out like this, even a big man like Duan Shaohua leaning on her was not very heavy.I didn't notice it last night, but now I have the courage to touch it. It's really a layer of skin covering the bones, and it's almost lost its shape.

When Dong'er first entered the palace, Dong'er had heard that the prince acted viciously, but if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, how could he believe that such a noble man would do such vicious things.

She and Manager Yan supported Duan Shaohua all the way back to the room, but couldn't escape the eyes of many people, only guessing that this new young master must have offended the prince, otherwise why would he be so miserable.

I fell out of favor on the first day, but the days after that are really sad.

After finally returning to the room, the doctor was invited over again, sighing again and again.

As soon as the prescription was prescribed, the room was soon filled with a strong smell of medicine.

Duan Shaohua woke up in such a situation. Before he could see his surroundings carefully, the tip of his nose was infected by the unique bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine.

But as soon as he tried to move, he immediately fell into boundless burning pain.

Dong'er came in with a bowl of medicine, and was still worrying about how to feed the young master, but at first glance, he was already awake.

Immediately overjoyed, he hurriedly put down the medicine bowl and helped him to lean up half of his body, all the anxiety from before was revealed in his words, "Master finally woke up, you have been in a coma for several hours."

It was difficult for Duan Shaohua to even speak a word, as soon as he moved his lips, the spots of pain began.

Dong'er immediately brought tea, but dipped the tea on a silk scarf and lightly wiped the corners of Duan Shaohua's lips, and waited until his lips were no longer dry before holding up the medicine, softly persuading him to take the medicine.

Looking at the thick black concoction, Duan Shaohua frowned, and opened his mouth cooperatively.

Dong'er was overjoyed, and immediately spooned the medicine to him.

After finishing a bowl of medicine, Duan Shaohua finally realized something was wrong.

He tried to move his hands under the brocade quilt, and it was unbearably sore.

It was as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on his face, and Pei Jing's words of cruelty were still in his ears. Could it be that his hands were going to be abolished like this.

But when he thought about it, he was just hung up all night. He had already tried to balance the weight in the first half of the night, so he broke his hands for no reason.

After calming down and thinking about it, he seemed to feel the curling of his fingers.Duan Shaohua didn't know where the strength came from, and he grabbed the brocade quilt and stood up.

But the pain in Naihe's body was still there, and he felt dizzy as soon as his feet touched the ground.

Dong'er was taken aback and almost rushed over to support him.

After touching the soft seat again, Duan Shaohua only looked at his hands, which were tightly wrapped from left to right.The snow-white bandage made him feel chilly, but it really looked like he was seriously injured and completely hopeless.

She moved her lips ironically, and simply raised her hands to Dong'er, and said dryly, "Can it be cured?"

Dong'er was speechless for a while, with heartache hidden in his eyes, he quickly smiled and said: "The doctor said that the young master's blood was stagnant and his hands were numb because of... The doctor will come later to give the young master an injection. It will be fine for a few days."

Dong'er smiled wholeheartedly, and said it lightly.Duan Shaohua tried hard to be influenced by her, but looking at the piercing white bandage, his face still couldn't help but sink.

He expected that life in the palace would not be easy, but he did not expect it to be so sad.

He is the aloof Prince Jing, unless the others follow his pace and obey him, they will bleed and cry, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Troubled by a never-before-seen frustration, Duan Shaohua's bruises all over his body are still not healed, but he has already started to worry about the next bedtime.

He vaguely asked Dong'er about his worries, but unexpectedly she got a smile, and tactfully knew that the prince has always been "smooth in rain and dew", and since he was summoned once, at least he would have to wait another month.Except for this, there is only Master Chen.

Naturally, Dong'er got these from others, but it has already given Duan Shaohua a real relaxation.

The next few days were good or bad for others, only Duan Shaohua was really happy and at ease.

The injury this time was indeed a bit serious. Duan Shaohua was expecting Ai Ai at first, but what he didn't expect was that Pei Jing really didn't hire him to serve him again, which really surprised him.

He didn't have to see that Prince Jing again for several days, and only focused on recuperating from his illness. All the burdens on his body were gone, and he breathed a sigh of relief every day, feeling extremely relaxed.

Fortunately, Prince Jing was not too harsh on him, he was never stingy with food and drink, and he cooked bitter medicine every day.Duan Shaohua really doesn't need to do anything, almost all the time is spent in bed.Opening his mouth is food and medicine, after a few days of opening his mouth for food and stretching out his clothes, Duan Shaohua felt that he had gained a lot of weight.

Those hands have also gradually recovered from the initial frightening black and blue color, the soreness and numbness are no longer there, and it is no problem to hold the chopsticks and spoons, it seems to have recovered.

It can be regarded as a life of seclusion for more than a month, during which Pei Jing never showed up, but Manager Yan ran diligently and delivered food and medicine according to the prince's order.It's just that Duan Shaohua looked bad, so he simply asked Dong'er to keep him in a corner.

But on this day, it was almost dusk, and Duan Shaohua, who had almost recovered, was curling up the quilt and reading a book on the bed. When he didn't want to, he saw Donger rushing in, panting to inform that Manager Yan was coming towards the courtyard.

Dong'er's face was still red, and he was out of breath when he said this, but it made Duan Shaohua see a joke.

"There's nothing to worry about." Duan Shaohua put down the scroll in a calm manner, "It's not the first time I've come here."

This is a fact that both of them know, but this time it is different.

Dong'er stroked his face to let the red tide subside, and then said: "Master, I must not know what Mr. Yan brought this time. It's a piano, and he said it's your piano."

After the words fell, Duan Shaohua's face changed slightly, but he didn't know whether it was joy or anger.

Dong'er also knew about his previous identity as a violinist, so he should be happy to get back his violin match, so why didn't he express it at all.

Cautiously, Dong'er wondered: "The previous young master was still talking about it, why is the young master not happy now that Director Yan has come to the door?"

Duan Shaohua glanced at her, worried indifferently, "How can Prince Jing be so kind, I'm afraid it's because drunken people don't care about drinking, what kind of tricks are they playing?"

In a word, the goosebumps on Dong'er's body rose again, don't make any tricks, don't you want to hurt again.

Recalling that Duan Shaohua's body was bruised and cold at that time, he was worried, but he didn't want the door to be pushed open, and Director Yan was walking in.

I don't know if he heard what he said just now, Dong'er only said to pour tea with a guilty conscience.

It was dusk, and one could hear the rustling of the leaves blown by the breeze outside the window. The shadows of the trees were slanted and the apricot blossoms were light.

Manager Yan frowned, thinking about the lyre in his hand, he smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Duan, I really need to trouble you this time."

Sure enough, Duan Shaohua smiled coherently, no matter how well he hid his eyes, there was still a little scorching heat, he only looked at the qin that had been with him for many years, "Could it be that the prince is interested and wants me to play the qin?"

"Young master Duan has the ability to predict the future!" Manager Yan smiled dryly, and handed the piano forward, "It's not uncommon for the prince to get interested, and he will be waiting for you in Qingyi Garden."

It would be fine if it was just playing the piano, Duan Shaohua was secretly startled.It's just that the next moment, both hands lightly held the piano unconsciously.There is no need to ask any more questions, and there is no position to refuse.

Perhaps the violinist who is engraved in his bones realizes that now he is holding the lyre in his arms, and he just treats it as a distinguished guest, and he goes to play a piece and just deal with it.

Thinking of it this way, my heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Since this is the case, don't let the prince wait for a long time."

He was indifferent, just like when he was still in Xueyu Building.

The words went well, Manager Yan didn't say any more, and took the lead to lead the way.

Duan Shaohua hugged Qin in his arms and followed him silently. At dusk, when the broken gold fell, paper lanterns were already lit everywhere, and the lights stretched out one by one.

After passing through the corridor for a few turns and bypassing the shadows of branches and leaves, Manager Yan never stopped.

I don't know how long I walked, it seems that I have arrived in another world in the palace, looking at an inner courtyard where guards are standing, this must be the place.

Seeing Manager Yan striding in, Duan Shaohua couldn't help but look up, and the three big characters "Qingyi Garden" were imprinted in his eyes instantly.

As soon as he entered the inner garden, a burst of laughter pierced his ears clearly, as crisp as a silver bell, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Walking quickly, Duan Shaohua somehow felt a little nervous.

After Manager Yan said yes, he looked at the scenery in the garden, and he couldn't move for a while.

It looked like a banquet was being held in the garden, and several guests were toasting for a drink.Whether old or young, no one is dissatisfied with spring.

Prince Jing was sitting at the head, with delicious food and wine on the table, and a dancer with silk and bamboo, full of ambition.

However, Duan Shaohua looked around with his head down, where did the prince place him?

He thought to himself, Pei Jing had already looked at him, Duan Shaohua looked up and met him.

In the garden full of fun, Pei Jing stretched out his hand, and Duan Shaohua followed and saw a low mahogany table.

The table was empty, compared to other people's tables with wine and food, it was a bit sparse.

The subconscious intention was to let him play the piano there, Duan Shaohua felt it, and walked quickly.

The surrounding lanterns illuminated the garden as if it were daytime, only someone slapped two palms lightly.The sound of silk and bamboo became lower and lower, and finally stopped, and the graceful dancing posture in the rotation also stopped.

Slowly it became quiet, and more and more people's eyes fell on him, whether it was a maid or a servant, or a beautiful young man sitting beside the prince, no matter where he came from, Duan Shaohua was extremely disturbed.

It's neither standing nor sitting for a moment, holding the piano like a strange person.

He was terrified, and even Pei Jing's eyes turned into a smile.

Just as he was about to ask about the song, he penetrated into the garden and suddenly heard a loud voice: "It's all my fault that the prince waited for nothing."

With a pleasant sound, Duan Shaohua's whole body was shaken, and the familiarity in memory was opened.

The people who came slowly had the same ink-and-wash long gown, the same peach blossoms on their faces, and their picturesque eyebrows were unforgettable.

Xin Ruoyuan waved his folding fan gracefully, bowing slowly, "I had a few drinks with my friend on the road, I didn't want to miss the time, I hope the prince will not blame me."

He said this sentence slowly, his eyebrows were raised, his tone was calm, and he didn't look apologetic at all.Even so, it was unnerving.

Pei Jing clapped his hands and laughed a few times, and only said a few words, "Wine fine."

Compared with Pei Jing's cold and sullen feelings, Xin Ruoyuan's free and easy appearance is more approachable.In less than a moment, several fascinated eyes have already turned to him.

Xin Ruoyuan walked towards a seat in a cool and unrestrained manner, avoiding the hottest gaze without showing any signs of expression.

It turned out that the person Prince Jing wanted to entertain was him, Duan Shaohua slightly shifted his gaze, it was really unexpected to see him in this kind of place.Recalling his current identity, Fu lowered his head again, wishing that no one would see him.

It's just that no matter how much he wanted to disappear, he couldn't beat Prince Jing's words.

"Duan Shaohua." Pei Jing's voice sounded at the right time, and the white wine glass in his hand was lightly shaken, "I remember that you are the number one luthier in Xueyu Tower, so you play a song to listen to it on such a beautiful day. "

The words were sonorous and forceful, Duan Shaohua didn't dare to raise his head, but he knew that he couldn't refuse.

Finally, he sat down, raised his hand while thinking, and the clear sound of the piano came out.

Duan Shaohua still had other distractions, and he couldn't help but want to look up when his fingertips were walking, and there seemed to be laughter in his ears, but there didn't seem to be any.

Knowing that Xin Ruoyuan was sitting not far away, I couldn't help but want to play better, and didn't waste those few days of exchanging lessons.

He and Xin Ruoyuan are not close friends, but at least they can chat together. Compared with the colorful garden and the prince, he would rather be more inclined to Xin Ruoyuan.

But as far as what makes him happy now, the fingers are still cooperating freely and playing harmoniously.Fortunately, these hands can still be used.

In the future, he will leave the house one day, as long as he can still play the piano, his livelihood should not be a problem.

It proved that the hands are fine, the longing for the future was ignited again, the thoughts in my chest suddenly brightened, the fingers gradually became more cheerful, and the heart-piercing piano sound became more and more beautiful.