After clearing Xiaomeng

Chapter 215

Yinzhi sent people to monitor Ming Ge all the time, as Yinzhen expected, Ming Ge was indeed captured by him!

It's just a pity that Yinzhi's subordinates are not as smart as Su Peisheng, so they just lost track of him.

There is no way, Yinzhi can only admit that he is unlucky and missed a good opportunity!

Yinzhen and Su Wanchun returned to the palace, and the couple stayed in the study to draw drawings.

Su Wanchun gave a lot of ideas, Yinzhen was very satisfied after hearing it, and drew the whole plan with a quill pen, just waiting for tomorrow's spring to choose a good place to start construction.

In the blink of an eye, it was late November, and the Empress Dowager suddenly fell ill.

Su Wanchun hurried to Ningshou Palace, and when she saw the pale queen mother, she turned her head and asked the imperial physician next to her, "Ancient imperial physician, what's wrong with Empress Mama?"

"If you go back to Sifu Jin, the queen mother's illness is not too serious. It is mainly caused by the recurrence of the previous old illness. After a winter of recuperation, you will be fine." Gu Taiyi said.

Hearing what he said, Su Wanchun felt relieved: "That's good, winter can indeed cause some old diseases."

"Indeed." The ancient imperial physician has been treating the Empress Dowager, and it has been like this for these years.

The queen mother sat up on the bed, and said to Su Wanchun: "The Ai family thinks that this year's birthday is not over, so it is considered a blessing."

"Does Huang Ama agree?"

"He has nothing to disagree with. Aijia can still make the decision." The queen mother doesn't like to be too loud, and it is really useless in her eyes to make such a high-profile like last year. Just have a meal together.

"That's okay." Su Wanchun thought it was quite good, and it seemed that it was meaningless to make such a lively event.

"Last year you played a piece of music, and Aijia was in a good mood. You can play it again for Aijia." Sometimes the queen mother is like an old child, who likes strange things.

"Eh?" Su Wanchun was a little confused, God knows she never played the guzheng since celebrating the Queen Mother's birthday last year.

"What's the matter?" asked the Queen Mother.

Su Wanchun smiled awkwardly: "Huang Mama is like this. I haven't touched the piano for such a long time, and my hands are raw, and it probably doesn't sound very good when I play it."

"It's okay, the Ai family can't understand those elegant tunes."

"Uh..." Are you implying that my playing is not elegant?Uh...it doesn't seem very elegant...!
No matter what happened, Su Wanchun couldn't show her face when the queen mother spoke up.

As for the guzheng, I don’t have it in my elder brother’s house, so I’ll borrow it from someone else.

Su Wanchun sat on the chair, tuned the piano a few times, and then began to play.

It's a pity that if you don't practice the piano for a long time, your hands will indeed be very raw.

The playing of this song is really incomparable with last year.

Su Wanchun stopped, supported her forehead, and said with a gloomy face: "Huang Mama, fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise my face will really be lost."

"Uh...it's nothing to do and practice more." Even if the queen mother is a sound idiot, she understands that this song is not very good.

"Okay." Let's practice, isn't it good to say that if you don't overwhelm yourself with a lot of art, it might come in handy at any time.

Su Wanchun returned to elder brother's place, sent someone to get a zither, and then sat in the room to practice.

Haitang opened the door and walked in, said with a smile: "It turns out that the master is playing the zither, but this servant thought you were playing with irons."

"Is it that bad?" Su Wanchun asked without tears.

"No, it's just that I haven't practiced for a long time." Haitang comforted.

Su Wanchun sighed helplessly, looked up to see Yinzhen entering the room, and asked earnestly, "Do you want to hear me play a song for you?"

"Uh..." Yinzhen's hands trembled a little, but after seeing Su Wanchun's cute face, he said against his will: "You play the piano, I will listen to it!"

"Okay, wait!" Su Wanchun happily continued to tune.

Haitang backed out with a smirk on her face, and closed the door sensiblely.

Su Wanchun stretched out her hand and played a note, and then played it quickly.

Yinzhen's eyes were straightened when he heard it, and after Su Wanchun finished playing, he asked, "Are you planning to practice the piano again?"

"What's wrong, I don't play well?" Su Wanchun asked pretending to be angry.

"How should I put it, if you practice slowly, you will definitely be able to reach the level of a top luthier, but now I am not willing to let you practice the piano, it is too hard, if you want to listen, you can ask the musician to come and play."

Speaking is an art, Yinzhen has always been concise and precise to others, but in front of Su Wanchun, he can say anything nice.

"..." Am I mistaken, Yinzhen is too good at talking, right? !

Yinzhen gently hugged Su Wanchun's shoulder, and said dotingly: "You, don't practice the piano anymore, it will hurt your fingers."

"Yeah." You can just say that I don't play well, why tease me with this tone, it's too much!
What's worse is still behind, half an hour later, Yin Zhen left the room refreshed with the guzheng, and then asked Haitang to put the guzheng away, and he was not allowed to take it out again.

After dinner at night, Su Wanchun rubbed her waist: "Tch, you just went too far!"

"You look good today."

Boom——Su Wanchun's face was a little red, and she thought to herself: Isn't it just that I am not allowed to play the guzheng, as for saying nice things to coax me?Alas... But I am very happy!

Yinzhen had almost finished speaking, and changed the subject: "Do you know who in the palace plays the piano best?"

"Who?" Su Wanchun knew that the Qin Yinzhen was talking about was a Guqin, and Su Wanchun would never touch such a difficult Guqin.

"Prince."

"No way?" Su Wanchun couldn't believe it.

"The prince knows how to play the guqin, and he plays it very well. Huang Ama once praised him, but after seeing him play every day, when she got angry, she ordered him not to play again." Yinzhen still felt a little pity for this, but all the time I think my father is doing the right thing, if you want to play like this, it will be easy to lose your mind.

"It's understandable, the prince can't play the piano every day." If it was in modern times, it would definitely be at the master level, plus it looks good, it will definitely attract a lot of fans!
Yinzhen thought of his future children, and said to Su Wanchun: "Girls can cultivate piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but boys must not touch this aspect. If you don't believe me, look at the prince. The thing about being masculine probably has something to do with learning piano when you were young. "

"Where did you hear about your fallacy?" Su Wanchun asked puzzled.

"In ancient times, those beautiful men with broken sleeves seemed to be able to play the piano."

Su Wanchun tilted her head and thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't remember." I really regret it, if I knew about time travel, I would have read more books, but those ancient male pets really knew how to play the piano?Yinzhen, oh Yinzhen, sometimes your brains are bigger than mine!
Yinzhen felt that there was nothing wrong with his thinking. Those male favorites must have a good skill. They can't play the piano, but they must also be able to dance and play the flute!
(End of this chapter)