When Gong Qingcheng heard this, his hand on the strings couldn't help but stiffen. He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Finally, I started playing, and the outpouring sound was very pleasant, with lingering echoes.
It's just that this song is so sad that it makes people want to cry after listening to it.
As for Gong Qingcheng, who was sitting by the piano, her tears fell on the brown guqin without even playing.
Liang Yin looked at this scene with heartache.
"Feel sorry… "
Liang Yin couldn't help but speak. When Gong Qingcheng, who was playing the piano, heard this, his palms suddenly paused, and with a clang, the sound of the piano stopped.
When the string came back, it hurt his finger.
In an instant, blood overflowed. When Liangyin saw this, his eyes narrowed. Just as he was about to step forward, Gong Qingcheng retracted his hand alone, lowered his eyes, and said sadly:
"Since His Highness wants to marry my brother, please don't come forward like this again. Your Highness will make me misunderstand. What His Highness said in the past... is all true."
"Qingcheng, don't be like this..."
Liangyin wanted to say something more, but she saw that Gong Qingcheng had tears streaming down her face and was sobbing.
Biting her lip, she suppressed her crying.
Maybe he gritted his teeth too hard, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his blood-pink mouth. When Liangyin saw this, he suddenly choked, stepped forward, held his injured palm, and said with red eyes:
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
Liangyin didn't know at this moment that Gong Moyou, wearing a purple robe, was standing outside the gate.
Outside the gate, he was standing outside with soup and porridge again, his eyes filled with a lonely look...
He felt guilty for taking away the person his brother loved, and felt lost because he was the unnecessary one...
He twitched his lips in a self-deprecating way, suddenly feeling that he was really ugly.
He promised to protect his younger brother for the rest of his life, but not only did he steal his beloved one away, but he even moved his heart unintentionally.
If his younger brother hadn't sacrificed his life for him, he would have died long ago...
Three days later, it arrived in the blink of an eye.
Her Majesty the Empress and her two princesses got married at the same time, which shocked the entire capital.
Firecrackers were dancing in the streets and alleys, and the whole capital was very lively.
The Third Princess's Mansion. The Eighth Princess's Mansion and the Imperial Master's Mansion were now filled with crowds of people watching.
Big red lanterns were hung in rows, and the red carpet stretched ten miles away from the entrance of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
Today, Gong Moyou and Gong Qingcheng put on their wedding clothes together.
Those clothes were well made, and the two people's already extremely handsome faces became even more handsome. The people surrounding them were almost dumbfounded when they saw this.
Gong Moyou looked at Gong Qingcheng standing beside him, feeling very worried.
He originally thought that Gong Qingcheng would make a fuss or cry loudly on this day to express the pain in his heart.
However, he did not expect that Gong Qingcheng would be very quiet today.
"Qing'er, I'm sorry for you." Gong Moyou said, his expression filled with guilt.
If possible, he really wanted to let Qing'er marry Di Liangyin on his behalf, but the emperor's order was difficult.
When Gong Qingcheng, who was standing aside, heard this, she just smiled slightly and said softly:
"Don't blame my brother. You can't force fate. Your Highness really likes my brother. I can feel it. Every time your Highness looks at my brother, the look in his eyes is different."
Gong Qingcheng's tone was very calm, as if she didn't feel sad at all.
If it is normal. Gong Moyou would definitely not be worried, but now, Gong Moyou felt that Gong Qingcheng like this was abnormal and very wrong.
She felt a little scared for no reason, and he didn't know what he was afraid of.
He knew how much Gong Qingcheng liked Liangyin.
Today, Qingcheng is going to marry someone else, and Di Liangyin is marrying her. Such an ending is inherently fatal.
At times like this, excessive silence is like the eve of a storm.
The team to pick up the bride arrived soon.
There was a roar of gongs and drums, and the lion dance team danced along the road.
Liangyin was wearing a wedding robe, sitting on a tall horse, shining in all directions, and she was extremely beautiful.
Everyone felt that Liangyin would be extremely happy to marry such a handsome and powerful Imperial Master.
But at this time, the girl sitting on the brown and red horse showed no joy at all. Instead, her face was solemn, as if she was on a battlefield.
But at this time, others didn't think that Liangyin was unhappy, but that Liangyin was too nervous.
"Look! Her Royal Highness the Eighth Princess has dismounted!"
"She's going to pick up the Imperial Master. I'm so envious! What a talented man and beautiful woman! They really match each other so well!"
"Yes, they are a perfect match! They are indeed a perfect match!"
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When the people watching saw this, they couldn't help but praise him.
But when Gong Qingcheng, who was standing aside, heard this, his eyes were full of pain, but he still forced a smile. Looking at Liangyin he said softly:
"Your Highness, you must treat your brother well in the future. Although he is cold, he is very kind."
Liangyin looked at Gong Qingcheng's red eyes and couldn't help but pursed her lips tightly and clenched her fists under her sleeves.
I really wanted to say something, but he knew that no matter what he said at this moment, it would be useless and would only make Gong Qingcheng more sad.
Gong Moyou, who was standing aside, suddenly had red eyes after hearing Gong Qingcheng's words.
At this moment, he really wanted to regret his marriage and give Gong Qingcheng the opportunity to marry Liangyin, but such a thing was simply impossible.
Her Majesty the Empress would never agree. If she did that forcibly, the entire priest uniform would suffer. How could he protect his younger brother
Liangyin took Gong Moyou's hand, turned around and walked step by step towards the flaming red sedan.
There were many palace maids around, scattering fiery red flower petals to the two of them, and there were sounds of blessings everywhere.
Liang Yin pursed her lips slightly, not daring to recall the hurt look in Gong Qingcheng's eyes.
Liangyin was heartbroken, and she had thought about taking them both away by force.
However, even if you take the two of them away, what will happen next
She is not from this world. If she takes the two of them away forcibly, not only will Gong Moyou and his two brothers lose their positions as priests.
She would also be wanted by Her Majesty the Empress, and more importantly, the day Gong Moyou fell in love with her would be the day she disappeared from this world.
If she takes them away and the day suddenly comes and she dies, it will be over once and for all.
But what about Gong Moyou and the others? The eighth princess took them to elope, but on the way, the eighth princess died unexpectedly. What will be their fate? This is obvious.
This is a dead end, a dead end that cannot be solved.
Gong Qingcheng, who was standing in front of the Imperial Master's Mansion, watched the two figures' backs gradually disappearing, her vision blurred by tears.
"Your Highness... If possible, I really want to play the piano for you every day. Please be kind to my brother."
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