Mistakes in the Best Date: Princess Qingcheng

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When Ning Zichen returned home in the evening, the housekeeper told him in detail what happened in the main hall today.Ning Zichen frowned after listening, but became more and more puzzled, what kind of person is she?And Murong Guanzhi married her, what is the purpose?

Ning Zichen thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't think of a reason, so he sent the housekeeper away.As soon as the butler left, Qin Miaomiao came in, still holding a cup of tonic in his hand.

Ning Zichen looked at the things in her hand, and suddenly remembered what happened on the night of Thirty Nights last year, and a trace of fear rose in his heart.

Qin Miaomiao said with a smile: "The lord doesn't care about his body at all, he has been busy outside for a day, and then he continues to work when he comes back. If his body is broken, the concubine will feel distressed."

Ning Zichen leaned back on the chair and looked at her with a half-smile: "What did you cook today?"

"It's a thousand-year-old ginseng sent by my father, please taste it, my lord." She poured the thing out as she spoke.

Ning Zichen watched her movements without changing his expression, and said, "I heard that something happened at home today."

Qin Miaomiao's hands paused, her face changed, and then she knelt on the ground: "Yes, I accidentally spilled tea on Wangfei's hand today. I didn't want the lord to worry about it. I didn't want her to complain to the lord. .”

Ning Zichen looked at her who was aggrieved, sighed softly, and called her: "Miao Miao."

Qin Miaomiao looked up at him in surprise, with brilliance flowing on her face.This was the first time he called her so affectionately, and she was immediately flattered.

Ning Zichen pulled her up from the ground, and said: "Although you are a side concubine, you are the first to enter the door after all, and I will not neglect you because of her. Even if she enters the door, my favorite is you, you Don't embarrass her any more."

Tears gradually appeared in Qin Miaomiao's eyes: "Is what the lord said true?"

Ning Zichen smiled: "What? I stayed with you during the wedding night with her, don't you believe me?"

Qin Miaomiao burst into laughter immediately, and patted his chest: "Why is the lord so bad!"

Ning Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the scene when he saw Murong Hanqiu today.

He never thought that Murong Hanqiu would come looking for him. When he first met him, he thought that something was wrong, but later he found out that he came for Murong Piaoluo.

Han Qiu talked to him about Ru Chu, and then he talked about Piao Luo.

"My lord, Han Qiu has a heartless request."

Ning Zichen was slightly surprised: "Say it."

Han Qiu said: "About Sister She..."

Ning Zichen's eyes immediately turned cold, but his face was still smiling.Han Qiu continued: "My sister is indifferent by nature, Han Qiu begged the prince to keep her quiet."

Ning Zichen suppressed his smile: "The fourth son's words are really strange. Your sister is my concubine. What do you mean by asking me to keep her safe?" Murong Guanzhi, an old fox, will give birth to an indifferent daughter?Will he let his indifferent daughter marry him?Ning Zichen smiled slightly, is it possible?

"My lord." Han Qiu suddenly landed on one knee and bowed to him.Ning Zichen looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

"My lord, Han Qiu only asks my lord to let her live her life peacefully without being disturbed, and I beg your lord to be fulfilled."

After a long time, Ning Zichen sighed slightly: "Forget it, I didn't intend to let her get caught up in any storm. I promise you, as long as she can live her life in peace, I will keep her quiet." He stretched out his hand to help her up. Looking at Han Qiu, he said: "Get up."

"Thank you, my lord." Han Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ning Zichen's mouth again: "What are you doing with so many ceremonies? I heard from Brother Huang that you intend to take part in this year's imperial examination. He also promised that if you can win a Jinshi, he will let you enter the Imperial Academy. There is a Where there are many talented people, the emperor's eyes are always right. I look forward to being an official with you at the same court as soon as possible."

Since he promised Murong Hanqiu to keep her quiet, she really doesn't seem to want to cause more trouble, and he can't live up to his words.

After that night, Ning Zichen stayed at Qin Miaomiao's place almost every night.Seeing how he treated her, Qin Miaomiao didn't bother to trouble Piao Luo anymore.It's just that her stunning face is still a thorn in her heart, which makes her unable to let go.

And Ning Zichen had already put away the painting and the purple jade hairpin.He wanted to cut off his thoughts, so he loved Qin Miaomiao to the utmost.But often dreaming back at midnight, the person in the dream is still her.Perhaps, there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart, hoping to see her again in the future?

That night, what lingered in his dreams was still her beautiful face. After waking up, seeing Qin Miaomiao sleeping soundly beside him, he suddenly lost all sleepiness, put on his clothes and got up, and came to the Linchen Pavilion in the back garden.Linchen Pavilion is located on the Lushui Lake in the garden. When you sit in the pavilion, you will be surrounded by water on all sides and stars above your head.

His qin is placed on the stone table in the pavilion.He sat down gently, stroking the strings, and a familiar piece of "Butterfly Love Flower" poured out from his fingers like water, flowing in all directions in the quiet night sky.

In the silent night, the sound of his piano spread far away, and it also reached the ears of Piaoluo who couldn't sleep because of the pain in his hands.The hand was burned for several days, and the medicine was applied every day, and it got better soon, but occasionally there would still be a burning pain.

That's what happened to this night.She got up and walked to the window, and as soon as she opened the window, the song "Butterfly Love Flower" flowed in with the night.

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft,

Looking very sad in spring, the sky grows sadly.

In the afterglow of grassy smoke,

No words, who would rely on Lanyi.

Plan to drunk the madness.

For wine as a song, strong music is still tasteless.

The belts are getting wider and he won’t regret it,

People haggard because of Yixiao. "

Piao Luo quietly leaned against the window and listened, the burning heat in his hands seemed to have eased a lot.

Ning Zichen quietly stroked the piano.The moon was as cool as water, and his heart flew to that corner without knowing it following the fluttering sound of the piano.

At the end of the song, I feel the lingering sound curling up in my ears.

Piaoluo sighed softly, closed the window, went back to bed but couldn't fall asleep anymore.Such a quiet night, such a sad song, perhaps made her, whose heart was like still water, angry for no reason and feel melancholy.

After a sleepless night, it started to rain the next morning.After Piao Luo got up and finished dressing, she pushed open the window, and a burst of moisture and the fragrance of the soil rushed to her face.Huaping pushed the door open and entered, seeing her standing by the window, said: "Princess, take care of the cold..."

Piao Luo turned around and said, "This rain will be the real spring."

Huaping nodded and said, "The pear blossoms in Langyuan must be in full bloom."

Langyuan?A very familiar name.Thinking back, she suddenly remembered that the first time she saw Ning Zichen was outside Langyuan, and the few pear blossoms in the courtyard really impressed her deeply.

"Is there someone living in Langyuan?" Piao Luo asked suddenly.

"This..." Huaping hesitated for a moment, but still said, "The manager originally wanted the concubine to live in that courtyard, but for some reason he chose this garden. No one lives there."

Piao Luo smiled lightly: "Really? It's a pity for those pear blossoms."

"Does the princess like pear blossoms?" Huaping asked.

Piaoluo nodded, and suddenly remembered her own name—Piaoluo.Niang said that at the time of her birth, pear blossoms were flying and covering the sky, hence the name Piaoluo.Father used to think it was too bleak, but mother said it was just the right time, so she followed mother.Since then, she has also loved pear blossoms very much. The white color that is not stained with dust, fresh and elegant but without losing the noble quality is her favorite.

Thinking of my mother, I suddenly feel lonely again, facing the light rain outside the window, I can't help feeling a little sad.Piao Luo took the jade flute and stood by the window to play it.It was "Huanxi Sand" by Qin Shaoyou.

"Momo Qinghan goes up to the small building, and Xiaoyin's rogue is like a poor autumn. The light smoke and flowing water paint the screen.

The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow.There are small silver hooks hanging on the treasure curtain. "

When she left the mansion, she only brought a few important things: jade flute, mother's portrait, and the jade gift from Han Qiu.Now that he was playing the jade flute, he suddenly felt even more melancholy, and the sound of the flute also carried a hint of sadness.

In the distance, the sound of flute passed through the rain curtain and reached Ning Zichen who was standing in Langyuan.He was walking here, and suddenly saw the pear blossoms all over the tree, and then remembered the scene of meeting in front of this gate that day, and was filled with emotions in his heart, when he suddenly heard the sound of flutes.At first he suspected that he had heard it wrong, but gradually the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and he recognized that it was "Huanxisha", a tune that hurts spring.This situation, coupled with the music in his ears, made him unconsciously chant along with the sound of the flute: "Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, and boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow..."

At the end of the song, the flute sound stopped abruptly.Only then did he wake up, his handsome brows were full of doubts: who is blowing the flute?He never remembered that someone in the mansion could play the flute.

When I left Langyuan, I asked all the way, but the people who heard it didn't know who it was.He had no choice but to give up, and suspected that he had had a dream.

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