Chapter 9

Si Yucheng looked at her frowning with a dull look, with a suspicious curve in the corner of her lips, and she hugged her chest with her hands, raising her eyebrows: "You really want to know? Maybe you want to forget even more."

Yan Qingyu's eyebrows thumped. Could it be that she did a very rude behavior last night?

"No matter what happened, please let Your Highness know!" Yan Qingyu looked at the man in front of her seriously. She didn't want to have any connection with the fourth prince. She always felt that this man was mysterious and difficult to see through.

"What if you meant to injure this palace last night?" Si Yucheng raised his eyebrows intrigue.

Yan Qingyu: "..."

Looking at the other party suspiciously, her face felt inexplicably hot, and it was very likely that she would make rude actions when she was drugged, but... this fourth prince was slanderous, and how credible is the words she said?

Yan Qingyu's eyes turned and the corners of her lips pursed slightly, "Can you tell me how the minister impropered Your Highness?"

Si Yucheng's smile froze and his eyes narrowed, "Do you really want this palace to explain it?" The dangerous and sexy tail sound was extremely long, and Yan Qingyu's different body stiffened, and an indescribable numbness emerged from her body, clashing with her tail vertebrae, making her forcefully recall the strange pleasure she felt in a daze last night.

I always feel that my body seems to be uncontrollable and emotional. It is obvious that all the medicine has been cured, why is there such a strange thing?

Yan Qingyu only felt that her face was very hot. She clearly remembered that she had not done anything out of the ordinary, but her body instinctively reacted, which made her feel that she seemed to have had last night even if she didn't remember it.

"Instead of saying it, it's better to let this palace repeat what I had last night, okay?" Si Yucheng approached Yan Qingyu, reached out and gently held the other party's hand, knocking each other around, ambiguous. The hot breath was accompanied by the unique male smell of the man and the body slowly approached her skin, and immediately felt tightly surrounded by a flame.

She subconsciously reached out and pushed the man in front of her, her face was burning, and she turned her head: "No, thank you for your kindness, I don't want to know!"

Si Yucheng was pushed away and leaned back, staring at her quietly, and finally handed the bowl of soup to her and said, "Don't worry, I didn't touch you. Anyway, you are the future princess of this palace, so I can still bear it all this time."

Yan Qingyu's face became even hotter. She ignored the hot gaze of the man in front of her. She could feel that her body was not possessed, so she breathed a sigh of relief. She took the medicine that Si Yucheng took and drank it slowly. Only after that did she feel her strength and slowly reply...

It was not until she had a little strength that she was slightly blessed: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness, it's time for me to go home."

"You can't go back for the time being!" Si Yucheng looked at her quietly, covering up the coldness in his eyes, and his clear eyes as peach blossom demon were shining with an intoxicating luster. Facing Yan Qingyu's sudden change of expression, he kindly explained: "The prince was assassinated, the palace was sealed, and now the imperial guards are filling the assassins in the palace, you can't get out!"

Yan Qingyu clenched her fist slightly and sneered.

The prince was assassinated?

It seems that Mo Yiqing really wanted to imprison her!

"Don't worry, although this palace is a little dilapidated, ordinary imperial guards dare not break in at all. The palace cannot be closed forever. After two days, His Majesty ordered the unsealed seal, I will send you back to the palace! As for the Prime Minister's Mansion, the palace has already said hello, you can stay here for two days with peace of mind."

Yan Qingyu didn't expect that the prince had arranged so carefully. Thinking of his current situation, he couldn't help but nod in agreement, "In this way, I will disturb Your Highness."

"You will be the hostess here, so you can get familiar with it in advance!" Si Yucheng curled his lips and revealed a trace of calculating between his handsome and evil face. Unfortunately, Yan Qingyu did not see the calculating that flashed across his face at all, so it was normal to fall into a trap.

Si Yucheng sent someone to bring her wheelchair in, and then asked someone to arrange breakfast. Looking at her and being alone, a slight smile appeared on her face.

While having a meal, Yan Qingyu shook the silver chopsticks in her hand, "Your Highness, don't you ask why the minister is in the East Palace of the Prince?"

Si Yucheng sat beside her and personally prepared the dishes, blinking his beautiful phoenix eyes; "Didn't you ask why this palace happened to be nearby when the fire broke out? Did you just save you?"

Yan Qingyu smiled knowingly, and her feelings for the fourth prince improved a little. It turned out that the disgusting image of a playboy before was just disguised. The true temperament revealed under the disguise is so free and casual now. Perhaps it is a bit dangerous, but she doesn't hate it.

"Everyone in the world says that the fourth prince is romantic and unruly, and there are countless American concubines in the mansion, but is it true?"

Si Yucheng took some silver chopsticks and put some fresh silk into Yan Qingyu's plate. He raised his face with a jade-like luster and smiled like a demon: "It's true that countless American concubines in the mansion are, do you mind?"

Looking at the dishes that Si Yucheng had been trapped, Yan Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then put them in her mouth and chewed them gently. Then she met the man's lazy and charming smile and blinked her eyes, "Your Highness is joking. My daughter is your future princess, and the mistress of this palace. How could she mind the existence of a few concubines? If you don't like it, wouldn't it be enough to shoot out the palace in the future? I believe Your Highness will not be displeased with my daughter for a few beautiful concubines, right?"

"Of course not!" Si Yucheng's heart was a little empty. Instead, the other party's distraction seemed even more empty. His irritable heart could not be satisfied, but he could not use force on the girl in front of him. Her personality was stronger than any woman.

If you are not careful, you may be burned.

"I really thank Your Highness for saving your life this time. At the same time, Your Highness also made your daughter look at you with admiration. I didn't expect that all the previous laws were rumors, which ruined Your Highness's reputation in vain." Yan Qingyu's eyes were full of temptation. She wanted to know why the fourth prince, who disguised as a playboy, let the rumors slander him, or did he deliberately make his reputation black?

"I was forced to be rude to you before. I was maliciously given medicine at that time. There was no solution. Only Miss Seven, you can make the behavior of this palace reasonable... So I offended Miss Seven at that time, so please don't mind. This time, the help was just a compensation for the last time. Miss Seven doesn't have to take it seriously."

Yan Qingyu looked at the man in front of her in surprise. It turned out that the last unreasonable behavior was because of this? Now that I have been explained, I can understand it more or less. Otherwise, if the design is successful, even if the Majesty can spare him, the Prince Zhan will not spare him. But why was a playboy prince so maliciously designed? At that time, Mo Yiqing should have designed everything. Could it be that the two of them had been disagreeing a long time ago?

Si Yucheng tried his best to make his eyes look open and honest. He sealed all his dark, cold and bloodthirsty emotions deep in his eyes, and tried to make himself look gentle and harmless. However, this is his natural personality, and even disguising it will still give people a sense of incongruity. Although Yan Qingyu felt that he was pretty good at this time, he still could not let go of the strong guard in his heart.

"Your Highness is too worried! My daughter did not blame Youth Highness for this." Yan Qingyu looked at her and her tone became extremely soft. She didn't want the man in front of her to be an enemy, and she felt that the fourth prince was still a gentleman.

Yan Qingyu can't go out now and knows a little about the outside world. Mo Yiqing's behavior is clearly trying to kill her. Now she can hide if she can.

The Fourth Prince's yard is particularly deserted. I heard that countless beautiful concubines live on the other side of the palace and are not allowed to step into this place. There is not even a eunuch and palace maid here, and she is the only one alone. After breakfast in the morning, she basked in the sun in the garden. Perhaps because the palace was too messy, Chishui never had the chance to come to her. She couldn't think of a solution for a while, so she could only play time in the Fourth Prince's palace.

But he didn't know that Si Yucheng had already arranged a man to stop Chishui, not allow him to enter the palace, and not allow him to destroy his relationship these days.

Si Yucheng came back from outside and looked at her sitting in the pavilion with a boring look on her face. Her mind moved slightly and stepped forward gently: "Is it boring?"

Yan Qingyu looked up and met Si Yucheng's caring eyes, nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head.

Si Yucheng looked at her with a quiet and squinted eyes with satisfaction. He suddenly began to like this peaceful and indifferent life. There was no need for anyone else to exist around him. In the undisturbed world, he was the only one who was himself and her.

No disputes, no killing, and no blood. It was once the most distant dream of his youth.

It was like locking her in her own world. She looked up and looked down and could only see him alone, and there was only him alone in her eyes and heart... This dreamlike life made Si Yucheng recall her, the youngest distant dream, and how many times did she fantasize about ordinary life before her hands were stained with blood?

Unfortunately... dreams are just dreams... Everything that appears is a short dream. When time comes, the dream will wake up and she will disappear and leave this dream.

"If it's very boring, I will play the piano for you?" Si Yucheng sat beside her and spoke with a hint of undetectable pampering and pleasing. If this is a dream, he would like to put down all the burden and enjoy it. If this dream is destined to wake up, he hopes to fulfill the distant dream he was in his youth.

"Your Highness can play the piano?" Yan Qingyu looked up in surprise, and became interested in the boredom, and her eyes lit up.

Si Yucheng curled his lips, of course the "Fourth Prince" would not, but he would!

Waving his hand, someone sent a guqin over... The guqin was pitch black around it and it was a top-notch product. The body of the guqin left traces of time, but it could be vaguely distinguished that it was an extremely ancient phoenix tail. The circumference of the guitar was three feet long and nine phoenix feathers were raised high, like a phoenix that looked proud of the world and flapping its wings and flying high. The only pity was that there were burning marks on the phoenix tail, which made the guitar not so perfect.

But it still reflects the characteristics of the phoenix being reborn from the ashes.

Si Yucheng looked at the piano in front of him with a complicated look, and his fingers gently stroked... The sound of the piano was very crisp and pleasant, and every note was so crisp and beautiful that it was completely guessable that the origin of this piano was extraordinary.

Si Yucheng sat cross-legged, plucking the strings with his bare hands. The nine strings became more flexible at his slender fingertips, as if they were alive. Most people sang beautiful and pleasant sounds, sometimes as soft as the spring breeze, and sometimes as excited as the summer rain. The guqin thought of thousands of different notes in Si Yucheng's hand, perfectly blending into a wonderful music that Yan Qingyu couldn't understand.

The sound of the piano is as clear as a splash of jade, trembling as a dragon's roar, like a phoenix soaring upwards, like a phoenix roaring at the nine heavens.

The flexible fingers danced skillfully on the Qin body, which made Yan Qingyu stunned.

In her previous life, she was a secret guard and would not learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays like ordinary ladies. As a secret guard, she was taught only national policies and military affairs, and secret power and conspiracies.

She felt that the sound of the piano played by Si Yucheng was completely different from what she had heard from those ladies in the past. The sound of the piano played was filled with unconcealed domineeringness. It was clearly the same piano score, but when I heard it again, I felt extremely angry.

Yan Qingyu couldn't understand what song was Si Yucheng's man? Even if she heard all the ladies talked to her countless times, she still didn't understand. If she understood, she wouldn't have such a dull expression.

Because Si Yucheng played a song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"!

Yan Qingyu had no knowledge of the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at all, so she could not hear the meaning of Si Yucheng's piano. She had no expression when she looked at her superior Yucheng's eyes that didn't want to be disappointed. She turned her head and smiled: "Your Highness plays very well. Could it be that he learned it in a brothel?"

The sharp sound of the piano sounded, a string broke, Si Yucheng's fingers froze, and a blood mark appeared at his fingertips... His face was also so heavy.

He waved the piano in his hand to the ground, stood up and left.

Yan Qingyu was inexplicably aware of it. I wonder who made His Highness the Fourth Prince so angry?

...

Outside the Fourth Prince's Palace, a middle-aged man wearing a purple python robe, a jade crown, and all black was tied high above his head. He stopped and listened to the unique piano sound coming from his ears, and a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Nine-tailed Phoenix Phoenix?

It's OK, this is right, the tone of the Nine-tail Phoenix Qin. The Yaoqin in the world is all seven strings, and only her Yaoqin is nine strings.

The tone of the Nine-tail Phoenix Phoenix Phoenix is ​​the most unique tone in the world. Even if different people play it, people can accurately distinguish the notes of the Nine-tail Phoenix Phoenix Phoenix. That piano was destroyed by a fire and no longer existed in this world.

Why did I just hear the sound of the Nine-tailed Phoenix?

The middle-aged man looked at the Fourth Prince's palace in disbelief, his body was uncontrollable, and he strided heavily into it. He was eager to know if the piano was the nine-tailed phoenix zither that had been reborn from the flames, the piano that had disappeared for almost twenty years only belonged to her.

The middle-aged man rushed into the fourth prince's palace like a soulless person, searching around randomly, ignoring the eunuch who was blocking him. He just wanted to find who was playing the piano just now?

What piano are you using?

The middle-aged man had already put away the guqin when he rushed in, and Yan Qingyu basked in the sun alone in the garden until a luxuriously dressed man who was like a prince rushed in, her face changed slightly.

Only characters with only one prince can wear python robe. Who is this middle-aged man?

"Who was playing the piano just now? Answer me!" The middle-aged man searched anxiously and couldn't find the answer he wanted. He happened to see Yan Qingyu sitting in the sun, basking in the sun. He rushed over without saying a word, pinched her shoulders with both hands and asked with red eyes.

"No one played the piano here just now. It should be played by the concubines in the side courtyard, right?" Yan Qingyu didn't know why this prince was so out of control. She turned her head and didn't want to cause trouble.

"Fangge?"

Yan Qingyu pointed in one direction, where the fourth prince and the beautiful concubines lived.

The man shook his body and ran away quickly. Behind him, the eunuch's scream came: "Prince Hao, please be careful..."

Prince Hao?

Yan Qingyu looked at the middle-aged man who had left in a hurry in surprise, and the news that Chi Shu had given her to the powerful people in the capital immediately emerged in her mind.

Prince Hao, His Majesty’s prince, former crown prince... He failed in the battle for the throne and lost his position as the crown prince. The current emperor is the one who successfully took the throne. Over the years, all the failed crown princes will die without a burial life. However, this former crown prince not only did not die, but successfully won the title of king and became Prince Hao.

The greatest possibility that he could survive was that the empress dowager was the empress dowager who was the biological son of the empress dowager. The empress dowager used all his means to protect him from survival, but for more than ten years, he had a fiefdom, like an invisible person.

I saw him for the first time today, but I didn’t expect him to lose his composure? Just because of the sound of the piano just now? Isn’t the Fourth Prince playing a normal piano? Why did Prince Hao so excited?

...

Mo Yi Qinghua did not find Yan Qingyu's figure for two days. The palace that had been sealed for two days was finally lifted because of the order from His Majesty. When the order was lifted, Mo Yiqing was extremely unwilling and could only obey the order. It was not until Prince Hao broke into the Fourth Prince's palace that he knew Yan Qingyu's whereabouts.

Those who cannot be used by him are enemies. Since they are enemies, there is no need to show mercy.

"I have never got what I want, and even if I have it, I will never give it to others." Mo Yiqing carefully wore the prince's yellow robe, with golden silk rolling edges, embroidered with dragon's appearance, and the wide sleeves and sleeves with kesi patterns, which were dark clouds. She wore a jade crown on her head, and a high black bundle, and a layer of coldness appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

He touched the jade pendant and hung it lightly on his waist, muttering to himself, "Yan Qingyu, don't blame me for being ignorant, don't blame me for being murderous intent on you every step!"

"I want to save you!"

Mo Yiqing's voice was low, unlike the usual kind-hearted and calm appearance. His clear face was like a broken mirror, and spider-like cracks floated on his face.

"Come on, prepare for it, I will go to court!" Mo Yiqing looked up at the direction of the fourth prince Mo Li's palace. The cold light in his eyes was like a sharp arrow. Thinking that the next action would make the uncontrolled woman die without a place to die, he couldn't help but sneer confidently.

Yan Qingyu, when you arrive in the Yellow Spring Hell, you must remember clearly: This palace has always only designed people, and has never been designed by others.
Chapter completed!