Chapter 023
Feng Bei Jue and the little emperor reminisced about the old days, An Shu was happy and leisurely, it was clear that only a day and a night had passed since Feng Bei Jue woke up, but An Shu felt the long-lost looseness.
"Miss, this mangy dog won't leave in front of our door. Did the guard Qin call someone to take it away?"
Yesterday, the dog that licked the poisonous porridge finally survived after struggling all night. The east wing where An Shu lived was shivering on the threshold.
An Shu probed and looked at it, "It doesn't seem to be getting better, our ear yard is deserted, let the guards take it to the ear yard temporarily, give it some food, and let it go out when it's healthy. Where does love go?"
"My servant knows." Tao Cai carefully stepped over the dog and asked Qin Xun to call someone to deal with it.
Looking at the beautiful flowers in the courtyard, An Shu waved to Cuizhu, "Put my violin on it, the scenery is very good, I want to play a song."
"Okay lady."
Cuizhu was the servant girl who had been serving the original owner. Having heard the original master play the piano, and hearing An Shu play the piano for the first time, Cuizhu's jaw dropped.
An Shuxuan was about to cry and told Cuizhu that she was in the potion that time, and it resisted the effect of the medicine in cold water, so she injured her muscles and collaterals, and she could no longer play the piano like before. She could only practice hard to see if she could recover the past. One or two percent.
Cuizhu didn't dare to mention it again, because when she mentioned this, the young lady was so heartbroken that she was about to cry. She was full of guilt. state.
An Shu bent his knees and sat down, his jacket and skirt fell to the ground, and played the song "Plum Blossoms".
No wrong syllables, but still a little jerky.
A lot of practice should be able to be quite satisfactory, in case of emergency.
If she is forced to put ducks on the shelves in the future, as long as she can play some famous songs fluently, others will definitely regard her as regressing in her piano skills.
The lingering sound fades away, Anshu is relaxed and happy, and playing the piano can really cultivate sentiment and make people calm.
"The progress is still good."
Feng Beijue's black clothes were wide-sleeved, and the big cloak was blowing in the wind, and he slowly stepped on the snow, and he no longer needed help.
An Shu got up, "Could it be that the prince has heard the concubine play the qin? Otherwise, how can you improve?"
Feng Beijue looked at An Shu, "Who often plays in front of this king's bed?"
"You...you are not in a coma. Aren't you awake?"
An Shu smiled awkwardly. When she first practiced the piano, she always sent everyone away, brought "Beginners Knowing the Piano", and went to practice in front of King Zhenbei's bed.
Because no one dared to set foot there, no matter how badly she played, almost no one would see her.
"This king can hear it, maybe this king can wake up, thanks to the sound of the princess's magic voice." Feng Beijue leaned over and plucked the strings and said half-truth.
"...Then the concubine really has boundless merits and virtues, and invisibly built a seven-level pagoda." An Shu's chest was blocked, and the qin played just now was in vain.
To say a few words to King Zhenbei, you have to play the piano ten times to calm down.
Feng Beijue didn't answer, walked to the back of the piano and sat down, lightly wrapped his long sleeves, and stroked the strings with his well-kneeded hands, and a melodious and lingering sound of the piano sounded.
His palms were fair and slender, but not weak. Yaoqin seemed to be completely controlled under his palms, and the strings trembled at his fingertips. Everything was just right.
An Shu knows this piece, the famous song "Feng Qiuhuang", and she can play it too.
However, her ability to play is limited to playing the syllables completely, and there is no skill or artistic conception at all.
And the King of Zhenbei, who really knows how to play, plays this piece so beautifully and enthusiastically that it makes people feel moved.
Seeing Feng Beijue swaying arbitrarily, An Shu was stunned there. It turns out that there are such amazing people in the world.
She didn't know something in her heart moved, and then there was no me in the world.
It snowed again in the sky, and pieces of flying flowers fell on the plum forest.
His head is full of crows and greens, his spine is straight and straight, he is handsome and handsome, and his spirit is extraordinary and detached. Such moods.
At the end of the song, the aftertaste was intoxicating, An Shu couldn't recover for a long time, and some couldn't take his eyes away.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't understand what kind of lethality Meiren Fengya had.
Feng Beijue stood up, "It's snowing, come back." An
Shu spoke, his voice a little dry, "I want to learn."
"..."
Feng Beijue paused, "This king can teach you."
"Thank you. Your Majesty!" An Shu smiled, if she could learn the skills of King Zhenbei, would she be afraid that she wouldn't be able to control the scene?
Feng Beijue turned back, and An Shu's bright smile came into his eyes, like the warm golden sun in winter.
He said: "Naturally it's not free." An
Shu's smile froze, "Then...how much does the lord want?"
"It's not how much, but what."
Feng Beijue looked at An Shu with burning eyes, An Shu I can't help but feel frightened, not thinking about which part of her body is more delicious, right?
"Then, what does the prince want as a reward?"
"You." Feng Beijue said slowly, "This prince wants you to take care of your daily life."
"That's it?" Things may not be brilliant, but taking care of people is absolutely at your fingertips.
After all, she has learned to cook, cook, and clean since she was a child. As long as she is at home, she is taking care of her family.
Speaking of her family, An Shu was a little sad, not because she would never see her family again, but because she felt relieved when she traveled through another world.
How comforting it is to be forced to escape.
Feng Bei Jue said: "This king will teach you the piano skills, and you will serve this king before you finish your studies. Do you agree?"
"Agree." An Shu answered very succinctly. ?
"Very good. Come on, bring the princess's belongings to the king's house."
"Ah?" An Shu couldn't react, "Isn't this necessary?"
Feng Beijue raised her slender jaw, " Did this king forget to say it? Living with this king is convenient for me to serve."
An Shu blushed, does King Zhenbei know how eye-catching his appearance is?
Not a comatose doll, but a real living beauty.
An Shu always thought that she was insensitive to countless men, but when a real beautiful man was close at hand, she was shy and panicked, her mind went blank, and she almost forgot her instinct to breathe.
"You...talk when you speak, don't keep fiddling with your feet."
An Shu wanted to avoid, but Feng Beijue uncontrollably increased her strength, causing her bones to ache.
"Pain..." The
pain made An Shu's eyes glow a little, and instantly I felt pity.
Feng Beijue felt a panic in his heart, he let go of his hand suddenly, his face suddenly sank, and he snorted coldly, "It's useless to be delicate!"
An Shu covered his chin, and he didn't get angry, what does it mean to be delicate useless? !
King Zhenbei doesn't know anything about his own strength. Those hands are used to kill people with swords. They are generous and powerful. They can easily break a strong man's neck. How can she withstand the power of a single grip?
An Shu thought for a minute, but she couldn't beat her, and others wouldn't listen to her theory. She could only pretend that she was the prime minister and propped a boat in her stomach.
In the evening, An Shu's chin was marked with two bruised finger marks, which were particularly conspicuous on his white and tender face.
Feng Beijue felt very dazzling. He didn't mean to hurt An Shu, but it was a habit.
Whenever An Shu made him feel safe, he would subconsciously use tough means to comply with his wishes.
Moreover, he didn't use much force at the time, just gently retracted his fingers, how could it be so shocking?
After the meal, Qin Xun came to report the progress of the poisoning, An Shu was on the side, Feng Beijue didn't move, and Qin Xun didn't speak.
Feng Bei Jue said: "Nothing, just say it here."
Qin Xun began to say: "My subordinates have tried Cherü and Eunuch Liu, and they have explained everything, which is basically the same as what Zhang Duyang said, Cherü borrowed to clean up. For this reason, she sprinkled the highly toxic powder on the lid of the celadon pot and turned it over to cover it. When the hot porridge in the pot released the hot air and condensed into water droplets, the powder melted into poisonous water and flowed into the porridge. She only helped to cover the lid. Without defense against her, there was no suspicion of her head, and then eunuch Liu poisoned the white cat, Zhang Duyang helped to call Xu Changshi to check the poison. However, Zhang Duyang did not tell the two that he was Prince Yi's person, Only coercion and lure, it happened that Eunuch Liu held a grudge against the princess, and he could take advantage of it, so he colluded and played a play to frame the princess."
"My lord, Zhang Duyang still has a breath, should he be sent to the Punishment Division for trial? A crime of maiming siblings."
Feng Beijue said slowly: "Out of this Zhenbei palace, he won't live to be tried."
One day after the incident, Prince Yi knew that Feng Beijue had woken up and that Zhang Duyang had been arrested by Feng Beijue. Detained, he will always keep an eye on the movements of Zhenbei Wangfu, ready to kill people at any time.
"This matter won't bring down Feng Nanchao, so there's no need to waste energy. For the time being, hold on to Zhang Duyang, and let Feng Nanchao hurry up .
"
Ask your subordinates to arrange a few clever servants for the lord, not to serve him personally, what do you think, lord?"
Feng Beijue looked at An Shu and frowned, "No need, the princess has served this king very well."
Qin Xun retreated, An Shu accepted his fate and called for hot water, ready to take care of Feng Beijue as before. Feng Beijue took something from her and cleaned himself up.
"Go to sleep."
"Okay."
An Shu agreed, and was about to go to the couch outside, but was pulled back by Feng Beijue.
As always, without asking her wishes, he forced her onto the bed and lapped her into his arms.
At first, An Shu was all tense, but Feng Beijue didn't do anything, just hugged her and fell asleep.
An Shu thought that King Zhenbei used her to warm the bed as a pillow.
When I woke up the next day, I didn't see Feng Beijue's figure, and I didn't know where to go.
An Shu was a little worried and couldn't help but ask Cuizhu, "Have you heard where the lord went?"
Cuizhu shook her head, "I haven't heard of this, but I can ask guard Qin."
"Okay, go and ask."
Qin Xun, as King Zhenbei's only confidant in the capital, should generally know the whereabouts of King Zhenbei. Even if Qin Xun doesn't know, he can remind him to look for it.
After a long while, Cuizhu turned around, and before entering the door, she shouted, "Miss, the servants have heard that the prince went to the regent's palace to attend the Merlin banquet. The young people at the banquet were the first time they saw the ghost-faced Shura. It is said that they were shocked. There was an uproar for heaven and man."
"Why am I so unsurprising?" An Shu felt
relieved, thinking that the first time he saw King Zhenbei on the wedding day, he was also shocked by his beauty and gasped. Inversely proportional to his notoriety, the contrast is enough to leave everyone stunned.
However, King Zhenbei is really big-hearted. He was almost poisoned by Prince Yi's people just two days ago. Today, he went straight to the regent's palace to have fun.
Cuizhu looked excited, "Today, it is not unusual for the prince to attend the Meilin banquet in the regent's palace. What's strange is that there was a scandal at the Meilin banquet. I heard that Miss Qianjin was in the midst of the Merlin banquet and was watched by the plum lovers. It's brilliant!"
"what?"