I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 162 Before the Expedition

Quan Juan had known for a long time that her voice was deliberately suppressed on weekdays, but she actually had a moving voice. He had overheard Su Tian singing a little song before.

That time, Su Tian rescued Jinshui Village not long after she returned to the palace. Her leg was injured and she couldn’t move. She stayed in the room alone to rest, thinking that no one was there, so she hummed "Qin Feng·Quan Yu" to the beat out of boredom. , ups and downs, the lingering sound lingers for a long time.

This time I listened to it next to her, the words were clear and the timbre was gentle and soft, which made me feel even more pleasant.

She sang "The Full Moon: Books in the Mountains".

There is a faint feeling of seeing through the world and being tired of the world in the singing.

"The rise and fall of the eternal dream of prosperity, the eyes of poetry are tired of the end of the world.

Konglin arbor, Wu Gong vine, Chu Temple jackdaw.

Several huts, a collection of tens of thousands of books, were invested in the old village.

What's going on in the mountains?Brewing wine with pine flowers, brewing tea with spring water. "

After hearing her finish singing a piece of music, Quan Juan said in a low voice, "Your Highness has a good singing voice."

"Really?" Su Tian hadn't sung in front of others, so she didn't know if she sang well.

Hearing this, he pursed his lips and said silently: "Don't make me happy, I can't sing well, not half as good as my concubine."

Although her mother and concubine are now dumb and can no longer sing, but after all, she is famous for her singing voice, so where are her little tricks?
"It sounds good." Quan Yu said softly, with a gentle voice: "It's the truth."

Hearing what Quan Juan said, Su Tian couldn't help but bent her lips and smiled happily.

Quan Jue held her hand and stuffed it under the quilt, patted her on the back lightly with his broad palm, coaxing: "It's getting late, Your Highness' Lullaby is also sung, now close your eyes obediently ,have a good rest."

After making a fuss for a while, Su Tian couldn't help feeling a little tired, she curled up under the quilt, nestled in Quan Juan's arms, and closed her eyes in a daze.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, it rained a little in the morning, not too much, but it hit the eaves with a pattering sound.

Su Tian listened to the sound of rain and opened her eyes. Quan Juan's arm was resting on her head. She thought she would suffer from insomnia all night, but fell asleep at some point.

The room is still a little dark, and the outline can be vaguely seen.

It's time to go to court, and today the court will generally discuss and decide on the candidates to accompany the army.

Although Su Tian felt that she was probably making a decision, she was ready to listen again.

Quan Yu beside him was breathing steadily, apparently still asleep.

Su Tian lifted the quilt a little bit, and got out carefully, then turned around and covered the quilt and Quan Yu.

Barefoot got off the bed, Su Tian quietly stepped on the long blanket on the floor to the clean room.

I don't know when the brick surface of Bafeng Temple was also covered with a soft and warm long blanket.

This is not Quan Juan's habit, but her habit.

Su Tian curled up her bare toes, and carefully entered the clean room to wash.

The outside room was also quiet, but when Su Tian went out, she alarmed Mu Jin, who was keeping watch outside.

Seeing her coming out, Mu Jin leaned over and saluted, then raised her head and said, "His Royal Highness, you..."

"Hush." ​​Su Tian knelt down and covered her mouth.

What is His Majesty doing?
Mu Jin blinked her eyes, a pair of round pupils were black and white, revealing a little puzzlement.

Su Tian raised her finger and pointed to the room, lowered her voice and whispered in Mu Jin's ear: "The son-in-law is still sleeping, he is a light sleeper, he wakes up at the slightest movement, and he slept late last night, keep your voice down, don't disturb him, follow me Come."

　note:
　　The moon is round, and the name of the song card.The tone of this word originated from Wang Shen, and it was named because of the sentence "when the moon is full" in the word. "Central Plains Rhyme" entered "Yellow Bell Palace".

　　I like the phrase "Konglin trees, Wugong vines, Chumiao jackdaws."

　　The tomb of Confucius is covered with trees, the Wu palace is barren and the grass is luxuriant, and the crows fly away from the Chu temple.

　　The artistic conception is barren, and borrowing the words of the Chinese teacher is nostalgic for the past and sighing for the present.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)