Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 76

King and Palace.

The eighth day of the first lunar month.

As soon as she entered the Prince's Hall, Xue Yi saw many palace people making flowers and paper to make lanterns for the Lantern Festival.

Beicang Kingdom does not have all kinds of exquisite patterns, so Xueyi was very surprised to see them.

"These are the lanterns prepared for the 15th Lantern Festival. Haven't the princess seen them?"

Xue Yi looked at Liu Ying and shook her head, "It's not that I have never seen it before. I also have lanterns in Beicang Kingdom, but they are not as good as yours in the Central Plains. A single lantern can make so many tricks. It is really exquisite."

Liuying smiled: "On the night of the Lantern Festival, when thousands of lanterns are hung high, it will be called beauty. At that night, there will be lanterns everywhere on Dijing Street, and the crowds will be like mountains and seas. People will flock to the streets to watch the lanterns, Watching juggling, eating candy cakes, and watching lion dances are really more lively than New Year's Eve."

Xue Yi was already yearning for it just by hearing and imagining it.

Liuying continued: "On the 15th Lantern Festival, every year the palace gates will be opened to let the maids go out to enjoy the lanterns. It is also the happiest day of the year."

Xue Yi listened quietly, thinking quietly in her heart.

In the past, she also heard Chu Zhouyue tell many stories about the customs of the Central Plains, about the night of the Lantern Festival, about the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, about the prosperity of the market, and many, many
But those were only imagined in her mind, and she couldn't imagine them no matter what.

Now that I have come to Tangling, I really see him.

Although the beauty is beautiful, but she gradually began to miss Bei Cang, although that place also made her unhappy, but at least, there was a time when she was happy.
Don't know if he is doing well?

I don't know what happened to the father's body.

Listening while walking, thinking while listening, there is a faint sound of flute.

This must be the crown prince playing the flute.

Frowning, she walked quickly into the main hall, and came to the innermost bedroom, only to see that the casement was open, and Shangguan Hongyu, who was dressed in white and snowy, was lying on the half of the long vine leaning against the window, holding a Playing the white jade flute.

What they played was exactly the piece that Guojian Temple and Nankey Yimeng overheard that night.

It's just that there is obviously a lack of true energy in that song, and there are occasional gaps.

With a sweeping gaze, there was no sign of Lan Xi except for a few little maids.

Shangguan Hongyu probably heard her footsteps coming in, put down his flute and looked over, "...you are here."

"He's not in good health yet. Play the flute at this time, so be careful not to be exhausted." Xue Yi had a slightly reproachful tone.

Shangguan Hongyu smiled faintly, "My body is not so weak that I can't even play the flute. I opened the window early this morning and saw new shoots growing on the branches. I remembered that I played the qin and zi with you on New Year's Eve. When I felt it, I played it. A song, it's okay."

Hearing him mentioning the night of New Year's Eve, Xue Yi suddenly remembered what happened after the poisoning, her face turned a little hot, her eyes hurriedly drifted away, and saw a bunch of fresh camellias on the incense table by the window, tender The white petals were still covered with morning dew, and they smelled fragrant, so they came up to take a look happily, "Why is there a camellia planted in this palace? The flowers bloom so beautifully."

"It was picked by Lan Xi from Baiyun Temple early in the morning. She heard from you that placing flowers in the palace is good for her illness. She looked around at the flower gardens in the palace. It happened that the camellias in Baiyun Temple were blooming just right, so she held a bunch of them." Come back." Shangguan Hongyu said lightly.Xue Yi sighed slightly in her heart, after a few contacts, it could be seen that Lan Xi had a lot of affection for Shangguan Hongyu.

Hearing Shangguan Hongyu mention Baiyun Temple, thinking of Shangguan Zhuzhu, she asked, "Why haven't you seen Zhuzhu these two days?"

"That girl caught a cold last night and didn't like to go out. I sent Lan Xi to check on her last night. She's fine. With the Queen here, she will take good care of her."

"En." Xue Yi nodded, and walked up to take the pulse of Shangguan Hongyu's diagnosis. Liu Ying took the medicine box and put the medicine box on the table.

Xue Yi felt his pulse and remembered something, thought for a while and asked: "Where did the prince learn the tune that the prince played just now?"

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard someone beside her burst out laughing, she turned her head in surprise, and saw the little maid who was close to her with a smile and said: "Princess probably doesn't know that His Royal Highness is not only excellent at archery, but also very knowledgeable, not only good at blowing Xiao, you can compose a good song, this song just now, I didn’t learn it from somewhere, but it was written by His Highness!”

"His Highness composes a lot of pieces, but the one just now is my favorite, so I often play it." Another court lady also said with a smile.

Xue Yi froze, and raised her head to look at Shangguan Hongyu in a daze.

A face like jade, eyes like water.

It seemed as if I could still hear the song flowing in my ears.
This. How come.
When she was in Beicang Kingdom, Chu Zhouyue would often play this song for her, and Chu Zhouyue would also compose it. She thought it belonged to Chu Zhouyue,
What's going on here? Could it be that there is a tacit understanding that two different people can make the same song?

Shangguan Hongyu seemed a little surprised to see Xueyi in a daze, thinking that she was surprised by what the palace maid said, so he smiled and said, "Do you like this song?"

Xue Yi nodded in a daze, her voice was almost inaudible: ".I used to like it very much."

Shangguan Hongyu didn't hear clearly, so he frowned slightly, but when he saw her nodding, he smiled again, and said slowly: "This piece was made two years ago. I met a friend by chance that year, and he was also good at rhythm. The person I love, we both cherish each other and regard them as bosom friends. I remember the few days we were together, when that friend talked about the person in his heart after drinking, the true feelings were beyond words, so I wrote a song for the person in his heart. He also liked the song very much, so he accepted it with pleasure." As Shangguan Hongyu said, he stretched out his hand to pick up the flute and stroked it, with affection flowing in his eyes: "... What I didn't expect was that after he left, I would I can't forget this piece, but I like it more and more, so I can't help but play it from time to time."

Every time Shangguan Hongyu thinks of that past and the true love story, there seems to be a figure of a woman floating in his mind
He didn't see him, but after hearing his words, Xue Yi's eyes were even more surprised, with a faint luster shining.

Xue Yi said gruffly: "What's your friend's name?"

"Meeting by chance, regardless of origin, not asking who's name or name, I concealed my identity, and it's not easy to ask him, how old is he older than me, I call him 'Brother Chu'."

楚兄
These two words struck her like thunder.

Could it be such a coincidence?

Brother Chu, could it be her old brother Chu?
His story, the person in his heart, his story, who will it be.
"Who is it, who is his sweetheart?" Xue Yi lowered her head, with tears welling up in her eyes, and asked in a murmur, "What was that story like?"

Shangguan Hongyu quietly looked at the jade flute in his hand and said: "He said he fell in love with a woman. That woman was not beautiful, even a bit ugly, but he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He said she was still beautiful. I remember the first time I saw her, she was chased and bitten by a ferocious Tibetan mastiff. The weak girl did not give up, but desperately wanted to survive. He didn't fall, the stubborn and terrified eyes grasped his heart tightly for a moment, and then saw her being bullied again and again, but she became stronger and stronger like a red plum standing proudly in the snow——later, His desire to protect her was so strong that he didn't expect it, and he realized that he fell in love with that woman. So he didn't hesitate, and got deeper and deeper, so deep that he didn't care if he gave up his life for that woman, but he I hate myself for being incompetent, for not being able to completely rescue her from the swamp, for not being able to take her by my side to protect her all the time." Shangguan Hongyu said slowly, but he could not see Xueyi's drooping eye sockets, tears had already blurred his vision.

Thinking that she didn't care about Chu Zhouyue long ago, she was heartbroken.

But why did her heart still ache after listening to Shangguan Hongyu's words.

Why, if it is true in the story, why should she be trampled underfoot at the end.

Whether he changed his mind, or he never loved her at all, even this story is just a lie.

Seeing that she was still, Shangguan Hongyu stretched out his hand to lift her chin with the end of the jade flute. At this moment, two tears rolled down one after another, and the sad look in her eyes stunned him.

"you"

He didn't expect her to cry, Xu Shi was moved just like him.

He picked her face, with a smile on his face, his eyes turned into deep emotion, "When I heard this story, I couldn't help but think of that woman in my mind, remember. On Dijing Street, You met an assassin. At that time, you fell off the carriage and got stuck in the wheel, and your life was hanging by a thread. Your shadow of not accepting your fate and not giving up was like the woman in the story. I shot a bow and arrow involuntarily, just because I didn’t want you to die. .Speaking of which, it was the friend's true feelings that touched me for a long time. I remember that when I returned to the palace, I ordered someone to plant a red plum forest in the back garden. On the days when the snow was flying, the red plums stood against the frost. The plums were fragrant and delicate. Touching, I didn't expect that I shot you unintentionally in the fragrant snow plum forest that day, and then I was thinking, this is not a coincidence, it is fate."

Xue Yi was already stunned when he heard it.

The tears were full of heat, and they fell uncontrollably, drop by drop, falling crystal clear on the jade flute.

If it is not true, how can he move the prince.

If it's true, how can it change in a day?

No matter how true love is, it will change
Shangguan Hongyu's eyes darkened, and seeing that Xueyi's eyes were not only sad, but also painful, he gradually frowned.

Xue Yi stood up suddenly, the wind swept through the window, and the fragrance of camellia was overwhelming.

She twisted a leaf of camellia and put it in her mouth.

The faint and astringent tune floated out of his mouth intermittently.

The sound of the song is like weeping and complaining, mellow and affectionate.

It seems to be full of love flowing from the tip of my heart, and I am fascinated by listening to it.
(End of this chapter)