After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 170 The sound of the piano
Shu Yao was very energetic.

And she has been pestering the emperor to play with her, throwing pots and playing chess.

So much so that when she finally expressed that she wanted to rest from exhaustion, it had already passed the second watch.

The queen originally wanted to wait until the banquet was over, and find a way to let the emperor stay at her place.

After all, it was hard to see the emperor once, and she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

But she really couldn't survive this 14-year-old girl, Ye Shuyao.

And today is her birthday, so it is not easy for the empress to persuade the emperor to rest.

Therefore, the queen, who was slightly less physically strong, had fallen asleep in the Kunning Palace an hour ago.

In Yaohua Palace.

Looking at Shu Yao's defenseless sleeping face, Ye Qinghuai breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of her, there was still an unfinished game of chess.

The princess's chess skills are not good, if Ye Qinghuai didn't let her play, she wouldn't be able to play at all.

"Take the princess down to rest." Ye Qinghuai said to the female official of Yaohua Palace.

"Yes." The ladies saluted and helped the princess to the bedroom.

"I haven't...lost...don't..." the princess was still murmuring.

Ye Qinghuai couldn't help laughing as she looked at her little face that was still frowning slightly in her sleep.

This girl is still thinking about playing in her dreams.

The lively main hall finally fell silent. Ye Qinghuai sat by the chess table with one leg propped up.

If her twin brother hadn't died, if her brother had succeeded to the throne and became emperor, would she have been the same as Princess Shu Yao now?
in case.

Ye Qinghuai smiled wryly.

Why are you so sentimental today?It seems that he drank too much alcohol.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghuai stood up while supporting the chess table.

"Li Baoquan, return to Jingshou Palace."
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The night in early autumn is a little cold.

Eternal lanterns were lit at intervals on both sides of the palace road. The lights were bright, but they couldn't make Ye Qinghuai feel warm.

She is tired.

I don't know why, although the queen looks bright and lovely, Ye Qinghuai can always feel an inexplicable pressure when facing her.

Just like when facing Gu Shihai.

Gu Shihai has the murderous aura and power brought out by the ranks, while the empress has the kind of girl's ardent expectations and the undeniable coercion behind those expectations.

It made Ye Qinghuai feel suffocated.

The father and daughter are surprisingly similar in this respect.Ye Qinghuai sighed inwardly.

At this moment, far away, a wisp of the sound of the piano drifted over from the middle of the night.

It is the sound of guzheng.

The sound of the piano is light, but with a bit of majestic heartiness.

Ye Qinghuai had heard this piece before, it was the famous "Song Before the Array".

This is a piece of music that is widely spread among the people. It is originally a piece of flute music, adapted from an ancient military song used to boost morale before the battle, and it makes people excited.

But it was the first time Ye Qinghuai heard the guzheng version.

In Ye Qinghuai's impression, Guzheng always gives people a melodious and melodious feeling.It is very rare to be able to play this magnificent feeling with the guzheng.

"Who is playing the piano?" Ye Qinghuai asked Li Baoquan who was following him on the platform.

Li Baoquan looked up in the direction of the piano sound, thought for a while and said: "Going back to Your Majesty, it seems to be the direction of Yonghe Palace."

"Yonghe Palace? Is it Chen Guifei's courtyard?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"It's the residence of the imperial concubine." Li Baoquan replied.

Could it be Chen Julian playing the piano?
Ye Qinghuai was a little surprised.

Didn't she feel unwell and go back to the palace to rest early?
However, Ye Qinghuai thought about it again, long before Chen Julian entered the palace, she was said to be a talented woman, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.I have only seen her paintings before, but I have never heard of Qin, but I think her piano skills are not bad.

It's just that the sound of the piano is so thick and powerful, free and unrestrained, it doesn't quite match Chen Julian's usual gentle and delicate image.

While Ye Qinghuai was wondering, the sound of the piano became more urgent, and the two strummed the strings neatly, stepping on the drumbeats, falling down like a sudden storm, which shocked people and choked their breath.

"Go to Yonghe Palace." Ye Qinghuai ordered after pondering for a moment.

Li Baoquan was startled.

Although several months had passed since the emperor's wedding, he had never seen the emperor staying overnight in the concubine's palace.

Now there are only two masters in the harem, the empress and the noble concubine, and which master Ye Qinghuai will be lucky with has always been a hot topic of discussion in the harem after dinner.

Could it be that today, this suspense is finally going to be broken?

Li Baoquan couldn't help but conjecture.

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't you know the way to Yonghe Palace?" Ye Qinghuai said.

Li Baoquan came back to his senses, and immediately dispatched the guard of honor and the carriage to the direction of Yonghe Palace.

The closer you are to the Yonghe Palace, the clearer the sound of the piano.When the emperor's guard of honor stopped at the gate of the palace, Naqu was reaching its climax, becoming more and more passionate and lively.Li Baoquan was about to loudly announce the arrival of the emperor, but Ye Qinghuai raised his hand to stop him, then got out of the car silently, signaling them to stay outside the palace.

A hundred-year-old osmanthus tree is planted in the courtyard of Yonghe Palace. At the beginning of August, you can already see dots of flower buds on the branches, like light yellow fluff dotted among the emerald green branches and leaves.

A new moon hangs on the top of the laurel tree, and the moonlight shines through the branches of the laurel tree, casting shadows on the figures under the tree.

On the stone table under the tree is a long zither, and beside the stone table sits a player playing the piano in a yellow shirt.

It was Chen Julian.

She still kept the cloud bun that was thinned out at the banquet, but at the moment her hair was a little loose, and the bun was half down, like two lazy clouds, a little more casual and wanton.Under the light yellow gauze, a section of jade neck is shining white like jade under the moonlight.Her slender body was wrapped in that yellow shirt, like a piece of cold jade, straight and noble.

Like a fairy under the moon.

The girl's slender fingers fluttered among the strings. She lowered her head and only focused on the long piano in front of her. It seemed that only she and the kite were left in the world, and everything else disappeared.

There is a dazzling light in her eyes, and there is a radiant smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ye Qinghuai didn't know whether she was obsessed with listening or seeing, she looked straight at the woman playing the piano in the courtyard, and unconsciously clenched her hands.

Time seems to have passed for a long time.

It wasn't until a palace lady ran out of the side hall that Ye Qinghuai came back to her senses and looked at the palace lady.

The palace lady was holding a wine jar in her hand. Seeing Ye Qinghuai standing at the gate of the courtyard, her face turned pale with fright, and the wine jar slipped in her hand. Fortunately, she reacted very quickly and immediately held it with the other hand. up.

Just as the palace maid was about to exclaim, Ye Qinghuai raised her index finger to her lips in a gesture of silence.

The song isn't over yet.

She wanted to listen to it in its entirety.

The palace lady knelt down silently holding the wine jar.

Ye Qinghuai turned her gaze back to Chen Julian.

Only then did she realize that there were several empty wine jars scattered about under Chen Julian's feet.

(End of this chapter)