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Wearing not a single piece of gorgeous adornment and only loosely holding a white fur coat, this northern barbarian girl's eyes were as bright as stars as she played the zither, and she was actually full of elegance.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, the old palace maids who had served him that night would not forget to mention the events of that night when they told the new ladies about the emperor's past, and would mention the lady from the north...
It is said that she must be one of the emperor's favorite women.
The song was originally played by the qin and the flute, but in the end it was changed to the pipa and the flute... The prince borrowed the flute from "Fang Jing", Qiaochu smiled, thinking that someone must be annoyed.
In her heart, she secretly praised the prince. She was just lucky to be able to sing along with the song "Asking about Love" because she was familiar with the melody of the song. Otherwise, although she was very proficient in playing the flute, she would have to listen to it two or three times before she could sing along. Although it was not embarrassing, it did not have the same shocking effect as before.
The prince is the real talent.
However, under everyone's expectations, when Concubine Qiao stroked the pipa and began to play, the prince did not show his talent again.
Anyone who has heard "Asking about Love" knows that the song Qiaochu is playing at this moment is only simpler than "Asking about Love". It is impossible for the prince not to know it, but the prince put the flute down from his lips and did not move.
Although they were strong rivals, at this time, no one secretly criticized the prince's ability.
Peilan whispered to King Ning, "If it were me, I would not sing this song either."
Because, when Qiaochu started playing, he began to sing along with the music.
At first, her voice was ethereal and indifferent, just like the sound of the flute she had just played with the prince, but after a few sentences, the sound was completely different and became sad.
She was singing, and seemed to be asking why. Perhaps, the previous song was not "Asking about Love", but the song at this moment was the one asking about love.
However, even the soldiers who did not understand music theory would think that they should not sing along with this piece of music, as if it was a song that belonged only to her, no matter whether she played it on a zither, a piano or a pipa.
Anyone's voice that gets in will only cause damage.
She kept her head down, so no one could see her face. Except for a few people who knew about it, many people didn't understand why this extremely favored princess would sing such a sad tune...
I don't know how to start. It's hard to predict how it will end. They say being affectionate is more painful than being heartless. Why do you still have such deep feelings? Are you too careless? Are you too confused? Even if you love someone to the end, you can't go back to the beginning. Why do you still insist on loving them? If the next life is a repeat of this life, even though being affectionate is more painful than being heartless, if the next life is a repeat of this life, will you still not care
Until Qiaochu finished playing the last part on the strings, everyone was still immersed in the rich aftertaste, but they heard a trembling voice asking, "Qiaochu, how do you know this song, who are you?"
Everyone then came back to their senses and saw that the man was actually Fang Zhubu.
Qiaochu put the pipa back on the table, and looked at Fang Jing. He seemed a little surprised and asked, "What is Lord Fang talking about? Qiaochu is naturally Qiaochu."
In her heart, she was more frightened than Shen Qingling, and she still managed to get the song out.
The prince rebuked, "Ah Jing, you must not be rude in front of your father."
Shen Qingling also immediately realized her own gaffe and slowly apologized to the emperor and Qiaochu.
The emperor suddenly sighed, stood up from the high platform, brushed his sleeves, and said with a wry smile: "The song is nice to listen to, but it is too sad. Concubine Qiao, please don't play such a tune again in the future."
Qiaochu lowered her head and responded, in order to avoid the intense and burning gaze that seemed to destroy her. Although everyone was staring at her, that gaze made her a little scared. Although she knew that nothing could scare her anymore, people are really contradictory sometimes, aren't they
It also made her more tired.
The issue of the military token has been resolved, and she knows that the man will protect Miluo and the Miluo clan.
She... has decided to leave.
She will come back when her wounds are scabby.
Changing Qin Ge's fate is the only reason she holds on, but now she is very tired, really very tired.
It's not cowardice, it's nothing, she's just a woman.
Then the emperor suddenly asked, "A Jing just asked what I was thinking. I have studied music a little bit. This piece of music is not from Dongling, and I don't think it is from the northern music. Where did you learn it from?"
"Your Majesty, this is... the former residence of Concubine Chang."
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The emperor's expression changed visibly. He stared at her in panic and asked, "What did you say? Concubine Chang's former residence..."
After all, she was facing an emperor who was above millions of people and shrewd, so Qiaochu was also panicked. She calmed herself down and spoke calmly, "It was the lyrics and music score that Qiaochu found in the palace of Concubine Chang when she was paying homage to Concubine Chang in the palace that day."
This was actually a bit risky... It would be troublesome if Concubine Chang didn't play musical instruments, but she remembered that when she was sweeping the palace at night, she saw a pipa in the hall.
She took a gamble.
She heard several gasps behind her. Unlike King Rui and the others, Shen Qingling was standing diagonally to her side. She could see the woman's expression clearly. Confusion and heavy doubts flashed in Shen Qingling's eyes.
The emperor leaned on the table with his hands, looking a little dazed, and muttered: "Well, she also plays the pipa. Although her skills in music, chess, calligraphy and painting are far inferior to Fangfei's, they are still pretty good. She doesn't like to play with words, so knowing a few songs is good enough. Where did she get this song from? Did she write it herself..."
He spoke in a low voice, his eyelids fluttered, his expression suddenly became fierce, he pointed a finger at her and shouted angrily: "Qiaochu, you are so bold! At such a joyous moment, who allowed you to sing these sad songs, do you know your crime?"
Hu's move was as powerful as thunder.
The voices in the arena suddenly fell silent, and everyone held their breath. They were all worried about Concubine Qiao, and secretly wondered why the emperor suddenly became furious when mentioning the deceased Concubine Chang...
But the anger came so suddenly and so greatly that no one dared to dissuade him for a moment.
Qiaochu's heart was pounding. He leaned forward and kowtowed heavily, saying, "Qiaochu admits his guilt..."
This was actually something she had expected. Although she didn't know why Concubine Chang died suddenly, or the specific bond between her and the emperor, she had heard Miluo mention that Concubine Chang's life was very hard. In addition, what she saw when she visited Concubine Chang's palace at night was full of sorrow. That was not the fate that a truly favored concubine should have.
Unless... she had never been truly loved by the emperor.
However, she always had a feeling that the emperor might not be completely heartless, otherwise, would he hand over the military command to the son of a woman he did not love
She would say this for two reasons. First, to test Shen Qingling while making her doubtful, making her unsure whether she was also a time traveler, and so she would investigate the matter into Concubine Chang. However, Concubine Chang was deceased, and Shen Qingling had no way of confirming whether or not she was a time traveler. Second, and most important, purpose was to make the Emperor think about Concubine Chang.
Before leaving, this was the last thing she could do for Shangguan Jinghong. Love or hate, it seemed that it could never be equated with the things she did for him.
The emperor was still angry and stared at her coldly, with even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Her forehead was broken and bleeding, but she didn't dare to stop. This was the first time she truly felt the power of life and death of an emperor... Suddenly, when her forehead hit the ground, she felt something soft. She was startled, but saw a palm flat on the ground, protecting her forehead and blocking her movement.
She looked to the side, and saw the solemn King Rui kneeling quietly beside her. His hands blocked her body, and when she came to her senses with a slight start, her body could no longer move. His hands were around her waist instead, preventing her from bowing her head again.
"Father, Qiaochu should be punished, but the reason she behaved so offensively is that I didn't discipline her well enough, so I am willing to take the punishment on her behalf. This song offended you, and I'm sure that mother in heaven would think that I should be punished. I remember that on her birthday the year she passed away, father gave her pearls as a gift. Father treated her well, but I did something wrong and offended you, so he beat me. I didn't say a word at the time because I thought it was wrong for her to offend you." Prince Rui raised his head slightly and looked at the emperor, his eyes calm. He spoke each word clearly, enunciating each word.
Qiaochu was a little dazed. At her side, the two of them held hands tightly together, or rather, he held her hand tightly. His hands were big, warm and strong. Unlike her who was already sweating profusely, he didn't even tremble at all.
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The moment he held her hand, it was as if a warm current slowly flowed through her back, and she had an illusion that this man would protect her and would never let his father or anyone else hurt her.
But she knew that the feeling of being together was not real.
She didn't believe it, no longer.
It is better to forget each other in this world than to support each other.
The emperor's eyes were fierce and his face was slightly ferocious, but suddenly he was shocked and stared at the two of them in a daze, his lips trembling, but he could not utter a word.
"Father, on happy days we only talk about rewards, not punishments, but rewards and punishments should be clearly defined. Concubine Qiao was inappropriate, and my eighth brother is indeed responsible..."
His eyes secretly swept over the prince who was walking forward, and Qiaochu gritted his teeth slightly... This Shangguan Jinghao really is omnipresent!
She was frightened and was about to speak, but King Rui pressed her hand hard.
His eyes were still indifferent, looking straight at the emperor, very quietly.
"Jinghao, stop talking, he is your brother!" The emperor suddenly growled and staggered down from the platform. The empress, concubines, and two eunuchs reached out to help him, but he brushed them away.
He strode up to Qiaochu and stared at her in a horrifying way, "What else is written in Concubine Chang's poem?"
"Your Majesty, the Queen did not write anything on it." Qiao Chu thought for a moment before replying respectfully.
The emperor closed his eyes and laughed loudly. When he opened his eyes, his face suddenly became old and worn. He was only in his forties or fifties...
A trace of fatigue appeared in his eyes, and he smiled bitterly and said, "What does she mean by writing this poem?"
He seemed to be asking her, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
With the man beside him holding his hand tightly, Qiaochu calmly put away any hesitation that might have caused the sharp-eyed king in front of him to question him, and said, "Qiaochu thinks that what the queen means is... there are some people who no one can tell what is good about them, and maybe they are not good at all, but no one can replace them."
Amidst everyone's fear, the emperor suddenly took a step forward, tightly grasped Qiaochu's shoulders, and asked in a trembling voice: "Do you really think so? Does she really think so as you said?"
Qiaochu shook his head and said softly, "Your Majesty, if it were Qiaochu, the person I love would be very bad to me, and I think I would never love him again. But I believe that Concubine Chang doesn't think so, she still loves that person deeply. If she doesn't think so, how can she look forward to the next life?"
The atmosphere suddenly changed after a few conversations between Qiaochu and the emperor. The emperor still looked a little dazed, but seemed to be happy all of a sudden. He personally helped Prince Rui and Qiaochu up, walked to the prince, and patted him on the shoulder heavily.
At this time, many people understood that although the emperor had just spoken harshly to the crown prince, the one he cared about most in his heart was still the crown prince. Before tonight, the emperor might have had some thoughts in his mind, but now it seems that his love for Prince Rui is no less than that for the crown prince.
However, the last reply was so soft that no one knew what Qiaochu said to the emperor. Perhaps the only one who could hear their conversation clearly was Prince Rui who was beside her.
Although people are curious, no one can tell what is in the emperor's mind and what is going on in the palace.