This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

I don't know if her family and she are looking up at the same sky, the same moon and the same star at this time.

A breeze came, and the smell of flowers came into my nose.

Yun ruoyue follows the fragrance of flowers and sees that the Begonia flowers in front of her are all in full bloom. The flowers were blooming brilliantly, scarlet and magnificent, with stars hanging over them, as beautiful as if covered with a layer of silver yarn.

Is Lengshen room, from the opposite wooden stairs, came down a man in white.

Yun ruoyue looks at the virtuous king with a flute.

She quickly nodded to him, "the Lord has not returned to Qingzhou?"

"I have ordered several officials to transport grain and silver money to Qingzhou. I heard that you have invented a storage pond to resist floods. I want to learn from it here so that I can learn from it and help the people in Qingzhou. " Virtuous Wang Wenhe said.

Yun ruoyue chuckles, "except for xuanchen, the world doesn't believe that my regulating pond can control water. They say I'm messing with it. How can you believe it?"

"If I can't believe Xiaoyue, then I have no one to believe in this world," he said with a smile

Hearing this, Yun ruoyue was embarrassed. She quickly changed the topic, "Lord, you see, the moon is so round and beautiful tonight."

Xianwang looked up at Xiangyun ruoyue, "yes, the moon is beautiful, but she is too quiet and seems to be full of worries. I really want to know what she's thinking. She looks so sad. "

Cloud if a month Leng, he is borrowing this moon, metaphor her?

Did he see something was on her mind?

She said: "it's said that the moon is the brightness of our hometown. The moon symbolizes family reunion and family happiness. Maybe she is homesick. "

"Homesick, homesick. Indeed, this time we have been out for a long time. We haven't seen our relatives for a long time. Xiaoyue, do you mind if I play a homesick song here? " Asked the virtuous king.

He wants to play the song "homesick song" to comfort Xiaoyue and ease her homesickness.

Yun ruoyue nodded, "well, I heard that Wang Ye's flute skill is superb, and his music is sweet and melodious. I'm really lucky to hear it."

The virtuous King laughs lightly, his flute sound, also only blows to her to listen.

He held the flute in his snow-white hands, put it in front of his lips and began to play.

A clear and distant flute sounds. The melody is clean and soft, just like the sound of nature. It makes people intoxicated, like entering a dream.

In the distance, when feng'er and Xiao die heard the sound of the flute, they could not help sitting on the stone steps with their elbows on their heads.

Sure enough, it's homesickness, from which Yun ruoyue hears the impeccable thoughts and obstacles. It reminds her of her childhood. Her father holds a kite in his hand, and she holds a kite string in her hand. She runs and plays in the field like an elf. How happy she was at that time.

In the twinkling of an eye, she was separated from her family and lived on the other side of the world.

Soon, the virtuous King finished playing a song. When he finished, Yun ruoyue said, "Lord, it's late at night. You should go back to have a rest earlier. I'll go back first."

She is a married woman, or far away from the good king, lest let Chu xuanchen see, make him angry.

"Well, you can rest early, and I'll go back." With that, he went to his room.

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"Lord, we've been busy all night, and finally we've got all these little things. If the princess sees it, she will be very happy. " Su mansion's main entrance, Mo leaves looking at Chu Xuan Chen hand to carry of a small sack, is a face of excitement.