Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 506 There is separation in the world. 2
In the past few hours, he has coughed up blood several times, and the imperial doctors sent by the palace said that there is no way to recover.

Yi Chun didn't dare to cry, but choked up softly. Xu heard her cry, the man lying there suddenly moved, his pale thin lips moved slightly: "An'an..."

"I am, I am."

Yi Chun quickly wiped away his tears, and squeezed his hand tightly. The man opened his eyes reluctantly, and a weak voice escaped from his lips, and it became a sentence: "Things in the world are so impermanent. Life and death are determined by God. I love An'an, don't worry about it."

This is a dying order.

Yi Chun's hands trembled, his eyes were red and red, but he didn't dare to shed tears in front of him.

"An'an, I want to listen to "Long Lovesickness"."

The man's voice sounded weak, but it didn't stop. This man's temperament was always indifferent but perfect. Even when the deadline was approaching, he still tried his best to maintain his final demeanor.

This is his innate elegance as a royal nobleman.

The lights flickered a few times, Yi Chun saw the large blue shadows under his eyes, choked up in his heart, and nodded with tears in his eyes: "Okay."

Yi Chun walked up to the Guqin stand, plucking the strings with ten fingers.

In that low and roundabout tune, there was an indescribable sadness, and the sad tune passed through his heart, making Shizi's heart very dull, cutting his heart everywhere.

He couldn't help but think of those long nights when there was no one around, Princess Yichun was dressed in plain clothes, sitting in the flickering lights, lowered her eyebrows, and a smile spread from the corners of her eyes and brows.

The end is unparalleled nobility.

Shi Zi carefully looked at Yi Chun, engraved her appearance in his heart, his eyelids were heavy, his body was already extremely cold, and when his eyes were completely closed at last, there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

Yi Chun immediately burst into tears, and her fingertips were cut by the strings, but she didn't feel any pain, and continued to play the strings.

And this play was endless, she didn't know how many times she repeated it.

She played "Sauvignon Blanc" all night and sent the man away.

Since then, she has never played the piece again.

The way is:
Under the moon, the sound of the piano ripples, and the phantom of the world of mortals sighs infatuation.

Mei Jian writes all the meaning of lovesickness, and does not make the world parting.

When you first hear it, you don't know what the song is about, but after listening to it again, you are already in the song.

The thoughts in the song are still there today, and the person in the dream is not seen.

The person back then is gone, time has passed, and nothing is left, but that obsession filled my heart.

Zhao Yanqiu listened to the melodious and bleak tune, and suddenly laughed maniacally and burst into tears.

Back then...

It was she who held handfuls of yellow mud in her hands, buried him deeply, bit her fingertips and inscribed her name on his coffin, and visited his tomb countless times.

Her son-in-law Lang died in the winter of Guangxu's 33rd year.

She put on a wedding dress that she personally sewed for him, and entered the imperial mausoleum.

That song "Long Lovesickness" is a deep love engraved in the bones, and time has passed, and now when Fu Yuejun plays it again, Zhao Yanqiu's heart is throbbing.

Irrepressible.

Those past events covered her like a tide, and she was submerged in the loving time of the past. She had a severe headache and passed out.

Jin Tingxiao carried Zhao Yanqiu to the bed, Fu Yuejun covered her with a quilt, looked at her distressedly, Fu Chennian asked suspiciously: "Why did my cousin..."

(End of this chapter)