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Chapter 13 Qingluan Yin

Shen Xing opened the door and invited Gong Ling in.

Gong Ling hugged a golden nanmu phoenix-headed konghou, gracefully entered, Yingying saluted Song Qinghuan, and only sat down respectfully after getting her consent.

She glanced at the dishes and wine on the table, "Does Your Highness want to eat first?"

"It's okay." Song Qinghuan shook his head, signaling Liuyue and Shen Xing to call someone to take away the cups and chopsticks on the table.

"Then Your Highness... let's start." After Xiaoer left, Gong Ling raised her eyes and smiled happily at Song Qing, touching the strings with her fingers.

"it is good."

"Your Highness, please watch the demonstration of the folk girl first." Gong Ling lowered her head slightly, her eyes fell on the strings in her arms, her smile was slightly restrained, and her expression gradually became serious.

She raised her hand and quickly dialed a few notes to test the sound.After that, he started to pluck the strings skillfully with fingering, and the speed of finger plucking became faster and faster, only to hear the clear and clear sound of the piano, and the clear and ethereal timbre lingered in the room, like the sound of snow-capped mountains and clear springs.

Different from the implicit and soft zither sound, the timbre of konghou is more lofty and vast, with the magnificent and ethereal atmosphere of the prosperous age, which is especially exciting.

Between the sounds of the zither, it seemed as if hearing the sound of jade breaking in Kunshan, with the beauty of hibiscus weeping dew, which made people suddenly stunned.

After a period of high-pitched excitement, the sound of the piano gradually slowed down, and the movement of Gong Ling's fingertips also slowed down. Finally, she stroked the strings lightly, and ended the piece with a clear vibrato.

"Okay!" Song Qinghuan couldn't help clapping her hands and sighed.

Gong Ling is famous in Jian'an for her konghou skills, and she really deserves this reputation.

"Your Highness, please put your hands on the strings." Gong Ling got up, walked to Song Qinghuan and sat down beside Song Qinghuan, and handed the harp over.

Song Qinghuan embraced the harp, lowered her head slightly, and placed her fingertips on the strings according to Gong Ling's instructions.

Gong Ling nodded, and began to explain the fingering of konghou to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan almost became a secret agent before crossing over.At that time, her first mission was supposed to be sent to the Sea of ​​Love area.In order to get close to the local political leaders, the organization specially asked her to learn the harp, just to match her preferences.There are similarities between konghou and harp, so it is not difficult to get started, and the fingering is quickly learned.

Gong Ling looked at Song Qinghuan's nimbly flying fingers, and said in surprise, "Your Highness is really gifted! It took me a long time to master the fingering skills when the girls were just learning."

Song Qinghuan smiled lightly, with alienation and coldness in his eyes, "It's still very unfamiliar, it needs more practice."

Seeing that Song Qinghuan was not very happy, Gong Ling didn't dare to say more, knowing that she had a cold temperament, she just said, "Your Highness just said that you can only learn one piece of music. I don't know which piece Your Highness wants to learn?"

Song Qinghuan pondered.

Originally, she just wanted to learn a song casually, but when she thought about it carefully, the concubine mother had been missing for a long time, and there were many rumors in the palace, so it might not be easy to arouse the remaining feelings for her in the emperor's heart.

Suddenly, she remembered a painting she saw in Weiyang Palace that day.

Since the disappearance of the mother and concubine, the Weiyang Palace has been abandoned and turned into a cold palace.In her previous life, she felt that she was just a ray of soul from another world, and she had no feelings for this mother and concubine whom she had never met before, so she never set foot in Weiyang Palace.

I don't want to be reincarnated, the memory before time travel is gradually blurred, but I have some different feelings in my heart.

A few days ago, she accidentally learned from Chong Jin that her mother and concubine were good at playing the harp, and she was moved for a moment, so she avoided the patrolling Habayashi army and entered Weiyang Palace.

Although Weiyang Palace has been abandoned for a long time, it is strange that there is not much dust on the ground and display, as if someone has cleaned it secretly.

She didn't want to delve into it, and entered the former bedroom of her mother and concubine.In the bedroom, she saw a painting.

The person in the painting is a woman, holding a harp in her arms, sitting on a mat.His appearance is not vulgar, his bright eyes are good at gazing, the clouds are towering, his clothes are dancing and his charm is moving, and his frowns and smiles are lifelike.

Looking at her face which was five points similar to his own, Song Qinghuan knew that the woman in this painting was his mother and concubine whom he had never met before, Mrs. Qingxuan, Yuli.

In the corner of the painting, three characters were inscribed - Qingluan Yin, signed by Chenglin.

Cheng Lin is the name of Emperor Yu, that is to say, this painting was painted by the emperor and given to the concubine mother.

"Your Highness...?" Seeing that Song Qinghuan remained silent for a long time, Gong Ling couldn't help reminding her.

Song Qinghuan came back to her senses, and suddenly her thoughts moved, she raised her eyes to Gong Ling, "Do you know a song called Qingluan Yin?" She just asked casually, but saw Gong Ling's face change.

"Never." However, she lost her composure in an instant, Gong Ling's face quickly returned to normal, she lowered her head, and her voice was clear and gentle.

Song Qinghuan didn't miss the change in her expression, and said coldly, "You're lying."

Her voice was not loud, but she carried a bone-chilling coolness, and the aura of a superior person rushed towards her face, making Gong Ling tremble uncontrollably.She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were already full of turbulent waves.

How did His Highness know that Qingluan cited this song?Could it be...?But this is impossible, she is the Empress of Yu Kingdom, how could...?
Seeing that Gong Ling seemed to be struggling, Song Qinghuan didn't urge her, she picked up the glass of wine that she had just poured, brought it to her lips, and slowly sipped it.

"Your Highness..." Gong Ling finally raised her head, "Can Your Highness tell you how you learned about this song?"

"No." Song Qinghuan said calmly.

Looking at Gong Ling's demeanor, this piece of music seems to have special meaning to her. Could it be... what relationship does she have with the concubine mother?With a thought, she slowly opened her lips, "So, the girl knows how to play this piece."

Gong Ling still lowered her head, and after a long time, she replied in a low voice, "Yes." It was only because of herself that she lost her sense of restraint in surprise, and His Highness saw the clue. His Highness has a delicate heart, and it is meaningless to deny it at this time.

"From the girl's tone, this song... seems to have some origins." Song Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Gong Ling took a deep breath and raised her head, "To tell you the truth, Minnv's mother used to be a musician. Before she passed away, she left Minnv with a sheet music, among which Qingluan cited a piece. My mother once mentioned that very few people know about the music in the music score, so she told her not to pass it on to the outside world. That's why when His Highness suddenly mentioned it, Minnv subconsciously denied it, and please forgive me, Your Highness."

Song Qinghuan stared at the expression on her face.

Her eyes were clear, her figure was tall and straight, and she did not avoid Song Qinghuan's gaze, as if she had a clear conscience.But Song Qinghuan still had some doubts in her heart.

Under such circumstances, Gong Ling did not dare to improvise a lie to deceive her, so what she just said must be partially true.But it's just a score, why can't it be passed on?Could it be that there are some secrets hidden in it?
Although he wanted to ask again, he knew that Gong Ling's ability to say so much was already the limit, and he still had to ask her, so he couldn't push too hard.Then she raised her lips, "Although there are few people who know it, there are still people who know it. Qingluan cited a song, because I heard it by accident when I was a child, I thought it was very beautiful, so I wanted to learn it." It can be regarded as an answer to Gong Ling's question just now. , so as not to make the atmosphere tense.

Gong Ling is a smart person, and she smiled when she heard the words, "So that's the case. But Your Highness, let's listen to the folk girl's performance first." After finishing speaking, Qingling's piano sounded.

After a song is finished, the lingering sound lingers around the beam.Song Qinghuan was intoxicated and hadn't recovered yet, when he suddenly heard movement outside the door, and the movement was not small.

(End of this chapter)