The direct daughter is as fierce as a tiger: the prince loves boundless

Chapter 1007, chasing after the sound (1 more

Nalan Jinlian took a deep breath.

Xu stretched out his arms to hug her, comforting her silently.

In any case, there is some love between mother and daughter.

After returning to Hou Mansion, Nalan Jinlian returned to Qinglian Garden.

Nanny Qin immediately greeted her, "Miss is back!"

"Nurse!" Nalan Jinlian called out in a low voice, smiling softly.

She also looked at Nanny Qin without any trace.

The people and maids in this yard all called her Mother Qin, and they were even very respectful, never daring to refute.

"Miss, it's cold outside, let's go inside, do you want sweet soup or hot tea?"

"Hot tea, but I want to drink the plum blossom tea made by Zhao Mama, grandma, how about I learn from Zhao Mama, and you can taste it after cooking?"

"it is good!"

Back in the warm room, Chunqiu immediately stepped forward to serve her. Nalan Jinlian glanced at her, saw that her eyes were red, obviously she had been crying, and asked puzzledly, "Chunqiu, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's all right!" Chunqiu quickly responded and lowered his head.

It's just that the hand accidentally pulled Nalan Jinlian's hair.

"Oh!" Nalan Jinlian cried out in pain.

Chunqiu was stunned when he heard the sound, only to realize that he was pulling Nalan Jinlian's hair.

Immediately startled, she plopped and knelt down on the ground, "Young servant deserves to die, I didn't do this on purpose, please forgive me, miss!"

Nalan Jinlian shook her head slightly, "Get up, just be more careful in the future!" Turning around and entering the bedroom, she sat by the dressing table, loosened her hair by herself, and took a comb to comb it gently.

But heard a flute sound.

Sad, desolate.

It seems to be a mandarin duck that has lost its partner, and it seems to have the sadness of waiting for the return of the beloved.

The hand holding the comb paused, and then quickly tied a bun.

For some reason, she wanted to check it out.

"Nurse, where is my cloak!"

"Miss is going out?"

"Well, I want to see who is playing the flute so well!" Nalan Jinlian said anxiously.

Nanny Qin hurriedly took the cloak, Nalan Jinlian took it, put it on herself, and hurried out of Qinglian Garden.

Pursue the past with the sound of the flute.

But found that the flute was in the outer courtyard.

There is a woman guarding the door, and it is generally not allowed to go there, but Nalan Jinlian is different, she can enter the old master's big study, and the old Feng Jun likes it very much.

"Miss Six is ​​going to the outer courtyard?"

Nalan Jinlian nodded slightly, glanced at Chunqiu who was chasing after her, "Yeah!"

Then he left the inner courtyard.

Looking for the sound of the flute, Nalan Jinlian walked quickly, followed by Chunqiu.

It wasn't until the sound of the flute was getting closer that there was only a wall between them, and Nalan Jinlian supported the wall to take a small breath.

"Hoohoo!"

Then the sound of the flute stopped, and Nalan Jinlian was not afraid that he would not be found, so she was not in a hurry.

Standing where he was, he straightened his clothes and hair before walking over slowly.

Then I saw a man coming with a flute. The man was dressed in brocade white clothes, with a slight smile on his face, extremely gentle.

Nalan Jinlian frowned slightly.

is it him?
But it doesn't feel right, how could such a gentle and jade-like man play such a sad and lingering tune?
"Girl?" Zhou Yun called out in a low voice.

Even though he knew she had forgotten everything, looking at her confused eyes, he couldn't help but soften his emotions.

Nalan Jinlian nodded slightly, "Did the young master play just now?"

"Ok!"

Nalan Jinlian pursed her lips, "My lord plays very well, does this piece have a name?"

"Not yet, it's just a random feeling, I haven't thought about the name!"

(End of this chapter)