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Chapter 170: The Prosperous Dynasty


He and the prince stood there in silence for a moment, annoyed by the reverie in their hearts.

At this moment, a flute sound came from not far away, and the light and lively melody penetrated into his ears along with the rustling wind, making his mood calmer for no reason.

He was also a music lover.

He picked up the Zizhuxiao he carried with him, put it in his hand and tapped it gently, thinking carefully about the sudden music.

The sound of music lingered in this remote corner, gradually tinged with sadness.

Prince He frowned, and in an instant he picked up the purple bamboo flute in his hand.

A pleasant flute sound accompanied the sound of the flute.

The light and gentle melody gradually dissipates the sadness in the flute sound The flute and flute are combined, and the sweet music lingers in this remote corner.

The remaining chill of spring seems to be driven away by this music.

The rustling wind blows the breath of spring, mixed with the beautiful music, as if it is accompaniment to the music.

For a time, this corner seemed to be filled with new vitality, and every inch of the air was filled with the freshness of spring.

The sound of the flute is gentle and delicate, and the flute sound is clear and loud.

Every flute and flute express the heartfelt feelings of men and women in the world.

The sound of the flute is like that of a woman with downcast eyebrows, and the tender thoughts of a young girl flow out in a blink of an eye.

The sound of the flute is like that of a yearning man, who desires but cannot sleep long enough to be convinced.

When the flute sounds low, the Xiao Yin will raise its voice to pursue it; when the flute sounds high, the Xiao Yin will be gentle and lingering; when the flute tone rises and falls, the Xiao Yin will always be by your side.

The piano and flute are entangled, and the lingering emotions flow through the music.

The two players were immersed in this ensemble and could not separate themselves from each other.

After a while, the girl who played the flute finally gave out her strength and the flute sound stopped.

He Junwang put down Xiao with a sense of loss, and imagined in his mind the girl playing the flute.

She must be a beautiful woman who can play such a beautiful tune.

I wonder if he is destined to meet him.

Thinking of this, I heard a burst of footsteps not far away, light and chaotic, and a low sigh came along the spring breeze.

The voice contained the liveliness of a girl and the gentleness of a lady.

He Junwang couldn't help but follow the sound and saw a girl in green standing under the crabapple tree not far away.

She was like a blue silk satin swaying gently in the spring breeze.

Her long hair was like silk and was blown by the wind.

Blowing up, rolling up the fallen petals, hearing the sound, she turned sideways┈ At that moment, Prince He seemed to hear the sound of begonia flowers blooming.

In the silent place, the sweetest surprise blooms.

He looked at the girl in green infatuatedly, gazing at her beautiful face as if he had seen her for eternity.

When the girl in green saw the young man who suddenly appeared, she tightened the jade flute in her hand, bowed shyly, and then retreated into the distance.

Prince He looked at the woman escaping hastily, and wanted to step forward to hold her back, but in the end he did not take a step forward.

He had already woken up at this moment.

The woman who could be so casual in this palace must be his emperor's brother's concubine.

He's not the one to mess with.

But why are the women he cares about all related to his imperial brother?

The girl in green hurriedly walked back to the palace where she lived, sat in front of the window sill, and looked at a begonia flower outside the window.

She always felt that the begonia was too gaudy.

But when she saw it today, she felt that the begonia flower was too gorgeous.

It's so right and so beautiful that it goes straight into the heart, making people unable to help but indulge themselves under the begonia flowers and never wake up.

The maid serving her looked at the young lady with a blush on her cheeks with worry.

Her young lady had been doing this for several quarters of an hour, and she still looked like she didn't know what night it was.

What should she do?

It's a nightmare, right?

The maid brought a cup of tea and whispered, "Miss, Miss."

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After calling a few times, the girl in green still didn't respond at all.

The maid had no choice but to go forward and push her young lady.

Xuan Bixin came back to her senses.

The blush on her face had not faded yet, and her words still had a dreamy ambiguity, "Yicui, what's the matter?"

Yicui put the tea on the coffee table aside and asked worriedly, "Miss, you have been sitting here for half an hour.

Have you encountered anything difficult?

If Miss is really troubled, I will go and take care of it and give it to the master."

Send a message and you won’t worry the lady.”

A dark light flashed in Xuan Bi's heart, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, without letting Yi Cui see it at all.

She shook her head casually, pretending to be amused and said, "My dear Cuicui, your young lady is clearly in trouble."

Speaking of this, she remembered the young man with scorching eyes, and the undisguised heat in his eyes was enough to make people panic.

At first, she thought this man was so rude, but now that she thought about it, the man holding the purple bamboo flute in his hand was clearly the one who was playing with her, and the tacit melody was like a match made in heaven, making people's hearts beat wildly.

If it weren't for the shame in her heart, she wouldn't have run back in such a panic.

That young man has clear eyes and elegant demeanor, and he is surrounded by a scholarly atmosphere.

When she thought of that person's appearance, Xuan Bixin's cheeks felt as if they were burned by fire and turned red.

When Yicui saw her young lady's appearance, she became even more panicked, "It's obvious what it is.

Miss, please tell me so that I can let this servant know."

This young girl's appearance of being pregnant is very similar to that of the concubine who was carried out in a sedan chair after her body was broken in the mansion.

But this is not a palace.

If they get into trouble, there will be no master or lady to help with the aftermath.

The rules in the palace are strict.

If they make mistakes they shouldn't make, they will all die.

Xuan Bixin saw the maid she regarded as a sister in such a panic, but she came back to her senses.

She said lightly, "Why is Cuicui so panicked?

Your young lady just went out for a trip, so how could she encounter anything?"

thing."

Seeing her young lady pretending to be calm, Yi Cui immediately understood that her young lady had really encountered an accident, and she should not have let her go out alone.

It's also her fault that she couldn't handle the young lady.

She thought that this place was remote and no one would come if the young lady went out for a while.

She didn't expect that such a moment of negligence would lead to something big.

Her young lady will only pretend to be calm when she is extremely guilty.

What should we do?

There was a trace of sobs in her voice, "Miss, what happened to you?

If you are in extreme danger, I will bring you paper and ink.

You can write to the master.

I will definitely protect the miss."

When she said this, she didn't have the slightest confidence.

This was the palace and that was something that the master, a small fifth-rank official, could control, but she had to do her best and obey fate.

Seeing Yi Cui shed tears, Xuan Bixin couldn't maintain her dignified appearance and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her, "Cui Cui, don't panic, I'm really fine.

Could it be that your young lady can't even tell the difference between this and the serious?"

I met a man by accident and rushed back after a quick meeting.

How could anything go wrong?

" Yi Cui stopped crying and said with choked sobs, "Seriously."

"Seriously, more real than pearls" Xuan Bixin said in a funny voice, "My dear Cuicui, please don't drop the golden beans.

It almost breaks my heart.

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