Riding on the odor of drunkenness, Lin Ying wandered aimlessly in the night of Zhaohuang Palace.

He was thinking, Shu'er, there are many ways to accompany you. For the time being, I can only choose this kind of companionship that is neither far nor close, neither close nor distant... Suddenly he heard the sound of a lyre drifting not far away.

The song is "The Ballad of the Bright Moon" written by Zhuge Dunji. The moon rises brightly, the journey home is far away, the shadow of the moon is faint, and longing murmurs.

On this moonlit night, this song was supposed to be suitable for the occasion, but to Lin Ying's ears, it sounded a little unfamiliar and green, breaking the peace of the moonlit night and disturbing his thoughts.

He walked into the Jingnuan Pavilion where Fan Na lived in displeasure, and sure enough he saw Fan Na playing the piano in the room and opening all the doors and windows.

King Chu coughed slightly outside the door, the music of the piano suddenly stopped, and the palace maids also quietly retreated.

Fan Na stood up, walked to Lin Ying and saluted with a smile: "It's rare to see His Highness with such a rosy complexion, but he drank the wedding wine that made the young master a lot?"

Bearing in mind that Fan Na was the great-granddaughter of the old prime minister, Lin Ying forced out a reluctant smile and said, "He has an extraordinary capacity for drinking and drank happily, so she pulled the young lady and talked about many things on the battlefield.

If you don't rest at night, why are you playing the piano?"

Fan Na took the King of Chu into the house and sat down together by the lyre. While pouring tea, she said: "Your Highness is a master of piano and painting. Na'er admires him for it. Unfortunately, I really can't learn painting, so I can only practice more."

Qin, please give me some advice during your free time."

Lin Ying took a sip of tea, pushed the lyre further away, narrowed her peach blossom eyes, and said sarcastically: "Others would like to close the doors and windows when practicing a piece that they are not yet proficient in. Why does Sister Fan practice music with the doors and windows wide open?"

Fan Naxiu blushed, immediately grabbed Lin Ying's hand, and said softly: "It's not because I thought that if His Highness was too full at the wedding banquet, he would probably take a longer way back to Wutong Hall, that's all.

I wanted to catch up on some food on the way. So I played the piano to signal... to signal that I wasn't asleep yet."

Lin Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, gently lifted Fan Na's chin, and said frivolously: "Then why doesn't sister pick up a well-rehearsed piece of music and play it instead of picking one that she didn't play well, deliberately showing off her embarrassment?"

Fan Na lowered her charming eyes: "Your Highness, do you really want to get to the bottom of it?"

Lin Ying gently sniffed the scent of gouache on Fan Na's temples, and whispered in her ear: "Meimei Fan is embarrassed to say it, so let me explain your thoughts?"

Fan Na's body softened and she snuggled into Lin Ying's arms.

Lin Ying said: "When the road goes too smoothly, no one will stop. Only when you stumble, you will stop. The beauty is clever and deliberately uses an unskilled song to sing the song.

On the way to digest food, I tripped and fell, and I naturally stopped."

Fan Na giggled and said: "I thought, if His Highness has never heard any good music, no matter what music I play, it will be very ordinary to His Highness's ears, and Your Highness will not stay in Jingnuan Pavilion. So, I might as well

Only by practicing the songs you haven't mastered can you 'trip' His Highness."

Lin Ying scratched the tip of Fan Na's nose and said with a smile: "And you also deliberately chose a hand-warming song that I often play. You know that I like this song, so you must not bear to hear it being played.

If you play with bumps and bumps, they will definitely move in to stop you!"

While the two were chatting and laughing, Fan Na closed the door and window. Lin Ying drank a few more sips of tea to relieve the hangover, but she became even more drunk.

The candlelight flickered, and she didn't know whether it was the overly fragrant rouge and gouache smell, or the fragrance of some kind of Chu flowers in the room. Lin Ying felt dizzy for a while, then unbearably hot, and there seemed to be itching bugs at the apex of her heart.

Fan Na helped Lin Ying get up and walk to the couch. Lin Ying leaned on the wooden cabinet beside the couch, supporting the wooden cabinet with one hand and grabbing Fan Na's shoulder with the other, sweat dripping from her forehead.

Fan Na no longer addressed her as "Your Highness", but said softly: "Wait for me here for a moment while I go change." Then she turned around and walked behind the screen.

Lin Ying sat down on the couch in confusion, silently thinking in her mind what he and Shu'er had said countless times: "The world is dangerous, so don't drink too much."

After changing her clothes, Fan Na extinguished a few more candles, making the light and shadow in the room soft and dim.

Wearing a peach-colored skirt of fairy silk, she walked gently towards him, slowly sat beside him, held his hand, lowered her head and said: "I have wanted to tell you for a long time - in these years, except for

Xiao En, you take up all my thoughts. But I don’t know if you also have thoughts about me?"

Lin Ying was a little drunk.

"Do you only have those vulgar fans in your heart?"

She threw herself into his arms, listened to his heartbeat, and said in a low voice: "Your heart...is not here. Where is your heart?"

Lin Ying slowly hugged the soft person in her arms.

"If it weren't for Xiao En, would you leave your heart to me?"

Lin Ying hugged her tighter and finally said hastily: "Everything has nothing to do with Xiao En or anyone else! Shu'er, my heart has long been yours. If you wait for me any longer, I will definitely give it to you."

You and Xiao En are the longest and longest company. I will not let you down again and again like others, so before I can't fulfill my promise, I have no intention of telling you my thoughts. You don't know, no

It means no."

When the world was spinning and the two of them were in love, she stroked his red earlobe and whispered: "I don't want to wait any longer."

With her spring shirt half-covered and her belt widening, she lay on his hot chest and asked softly: "If I don't mention it, when are you going to tell me?"

Lin Ying enjoyed the passion for a moment, then suddenly pushed away the person next to her, panting heavily, clenching her fists and saying: "Although I can't give you a wedding banquet witnessed by the allies of the four countries and the monarchs of the three countries, I can't do this either.

Treating such a long, long-term relationship lightly. I can't let the affection between you and me turn into a rumor in the market. I can't let Xiao En follow you and me growing up without knowing it. I can't let our hard work and hard work for so many years be ruined.

Perfect cooperation! I don’t want to wear down your patience, but I want you to understand that I respect you, love you, and cherish you a thousand times more than anyone else!”

After saying these many words, Lin Ying wrapped herself in a brocade quilt from head to toe and trembled slightly.

Fan Na silently picked up her clothes and skirt, wondering whether his trembling was due to excitement, nervousness, or the effect of the secret tea spices given to her by her family.

Fan Na walked barefoot to the window, opened it, took a long breath, and then let out a long breath.

It turns out that you would rather feel uncomfortable than wrong her.

It turns out that the reason why you insisted on using Gongzi Cui against all objections, and were not even afraid that he would be superior to the master, was because he was her only brother.

It turns out that you doted on Xiao En in every possible way, not because you were afraid of Xiao En's father, Prince of Song, but because she was her only daughter.
Chapter completed!