After thinking about everything, Qian Dai suddenly sighed lowly, "So, you are destined to sit in that position."
Hearing this, Murong Yichen's eyes flickered and he said, "Are Dai'er scared?"
Qian Dai glanced at Murong Yichen gently, tilted her head and said, "I'm not afraid, I just feel that you are very tired."
Isn't it tiring to carry the wishes of two generations and two families?
Murong Yichen stretched out his hand to pull Qian Dai into his arms, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead.
He laughed softly and said, "As long as Dai'er is by my side, I will be happy no matter how hard you work."
Qian Dai couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She said she was tired and what did it have to do with two people being together.
She stretched out her hand to push his hand, only to find that he held her firmly without moving.
She twisted her body helplessly, found a comfortable position to lean on and said, "The affairs of the world have been explained clearly, but you haven't yet."
Talking about your cold poison."
Murong Yichen paused the fingers that had finished Qian Dai's hair and said warmly: "Since we want to regain the world, we must clear away the internal troubles."
However, she understood the truth that before fighting against foreigners, one must first pacify the inside.
When she heard Murong Yichen's words, she nodded in agreement and said, "Do you mean to say that your cold poison was given to you by someone from the Chu Kingdom?"
"Yes."
Murong Yichen responded softly and continued: "Although I'm not completely sure, it's probably her."
He was injured by the cold poison because of a conspiracy.
He had a lot of luck and deep internal energy to avoid it.
One calamity.
"who is she" "The woman in the palace."
Murong Yichen replied softly.
Qian Dai's eyes narrowed, was it Concubine De?
She had never underestimated her, but was she the one who plotted against Murong Yichen?
Murong Yichen didn't notice the deep thought in Qian Dai's eyes and continued: "Dai'er already knows about the border affairs.
I'm afraid, I will leave the capital soon."
As he spoke, he hugged the person in his arms tightly.
Dai'er came back to her senses, her eyes filled with reluctance, but she also knew that he couldn't always stay with her.
He nodded gently and said in a dull tone: "I know, I will wait for you to come back."
Murong Yichen patted Qian Dai's head gently and sighed: "I really want to take you with me, but the battlefield is too dangerous."
"Moreover, now you need to help me watch over my father in the capital."
"Father, what's wrong?"
Qian Dai raised her eyes in confusion.
"I always feel that my father is hiding something from me."
Murong Yichen's eyes were a little dark, and Qiandai looked solemn.
From her previous interactions with Murong Nanglan, she could see clearly that for Murong Yichen, his son, Murong Nonglan obviously trusted and loved him very much, but now Murong Yichen said that Murong Nonglan was hiding something from him, which seemed to be no small matter.
Seeing Qian Dai's solemn look, Murong Yichen chuckled: "It's inappropriate to talk about this just after we got married.
Let's go for a walk in the garden after dinner."
Now that they are just married, talking about these serious topics is indeed a disgrace.
Qian Dai nodded, Murong Yichen hugged her and walked towards the garden on the other side.
Looking at the festive lanterns hanging on both sides and the renovated Fenglin Courtyard, Qiandai felt a sense of belonging in her heart.
From now on, this place will be her home, and this knowledge makes her feel warm in her heart.
With a slightly soft expression, Murong Yichen knew what she was thinking as soon as he lowered his head.
He raised the corners of his mouth happily and said, "Do you like Dai'er?"
Who wouldn't like her own home?
Qian Dai glanced at Murong Yichen and wanted to glare at him, but she couldn't help but nod when she saw the smile on his lips.
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Murong Yichen's smile grew wider, and he hugged her into the small pavilion in the garden.
At this time, Qian Dai saw the piano and Xiao Xiao that had been placed in the pavilion.
There was something she didn't understand.
She glanced at him with an angry smile, walked up to the piano and said, "When we welcomed the bride, your flute sound was an eye-opener for me.
Today I am playing the piano, how about you playing the flute."
Murong Yichen had this idea in mind.
Hearing Qian Dai's suggestion, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Okay."
Qian Dai smiled and glared at him, teasing: "What music do you want to hear, husband?"
It was rare to hear this husband's voice.
Murong Yichen's whole face was as bright as spring, and he said warmly: "Is there anything more beautiful than the song that my wife played in the Northern Palace before?"
Qian Dai stopped playing the piano, looked at Murong Yichen with a squinting look, and said with a smile, "So my husband is jealous."
"My wife is too attractive, even if I'm not jealous of my husband."
Murong Yichen whispered, with a hint of grievance in his tone.
The corner of Qian Dai's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and she saw Murong Yichen's sudden thought: "How about I play a piece of music for your husband that you have never heard before.
Although it is not as beautiful as the Moonlight Night on the Spring River, it still has a different flavor."
Upon hearing this, Murong Yichen frowned in displeasure at first, "My lady, I want to be more favorable to one person than another."
Qian Dai couldn't help but glare at Murong Yichen, "Now that I'm married to you, I'm not afraid of dying of jealousy.
I'll play it to you first and you'll know.
It's no worse than Chunjiang Huayueyue."
Murong Yichen glanced at Qian Dai indifferently, as if he wanted to explore the authenticity of her words.
Qian Dai didn't bother to argue with him, but she was curious about the effect of playing modern pop songs on the guzheng.
He tuned the instrument carelessly, then plucked the strings and started playing.
The tone was bland and the music was not very moving.
It did not give Murong Yichen much surprise.
He frowned, but at this time, Qian Dai began to sing a cappella in a low voice.
The fresh and ethereal voice immediately made Murong Yichen Yichen's eyes lit up.
Searching for love is like waves rushing through the sand Meeting her is like spring water reflecting pear blossoms Swing the sword to cut off the lovesickness at the end of the world and put it down gently In my dream, I miss you so much Regardless of generals, ministers and princes Regardless of the eternity Just ask for love to resolve it This endless world of chaos will never end Love is more, love lasts forever Be more gentle like water Who cares who rules the Spring and Autumn Period If you have love in your life, why fear the wind and flying sand?
Sad gray hair cannot retain youth Throw away the picturesque scenery in exchange for her smiling face Overcoming this worry of life and space If there is no resentment in the heart, love and hate will follow her The road of love between heaven and earth is endless Just for her Regardless of generals, ministers and princes Regardless of the eternity Just ask for love to resolve it This endless world of chaos will never end Love is more, love lasts forever Be more gentle like water Who cares who rules the Spring and Autumn Period If you have love in your life, why fear the wind and flying sand?
Sad gray hair cannot retain youth Throw away the picturesque scenery in exchange for her smiling face Overcoming this worry of life and space If there is no resentment in the heart, love and hate will follow her The road of love between heaven and earth is endless Just for her If you have love in your life, why fear the wind and flying sand?
Sad gray hair cannot retain youth Throw away the picturesque scenery in exchange for her smiling face Overcoming this worry of life and space If there is no resentment in the heart, love and hate will follow her
The road of love between heaven and earth is endless Just for her Singing filled the courtyard, intoxicating everyone's minds.
The corners of Murong Yichen's mouth widened further and further.
When Qian Dai raised her eyes to look at herself, she had already picked up the flute and started playing.
In tune with the melody she played, the two of them People are silent The Qidi harp and flute ensemble, with its clanging harp and faint sound, mixed with the music's full of affection, is intoxicating and enchanting.
It floats out of Maple Forest Courtyard, making passers-by in Beijing forget to stop and can't help but stop and listen to this wonderful music.
The sound of nature cannot be described.
At the end of the song, the two of them fell in love with each other.
They heard each other's hearts, and they were full of joy and joy.
However, they didn't know how many wine glasses the sad people crushed
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