Chapter 361 (1/2)

Murong Zhining stopped playing the piano and came out from Qixiang Palace: ”emperor, you used to come to Qixiang palace without speaking. How can you be so high-profile today? Come in, Emperor! ”

Yan Feng glared at Qi Shangming fiercely, took a negative hand and stepped into the gate of Qixiang palace.

Yan Feng went to the stone table where the ”beam around” was placed: ”I was just outside the palace and heard someone playing a tune I didn't hear. I was very curious. After listening for a while, I still didn't hear what it was.”

Murong Zhining bowed her head and twisted her hair: ”that's Fengyi playing” Phoenix courting her. ”. Fengyi is not able to express the artistic conception of this tune correctly because of her lack of talent and shallow learning. Please emperor Yazheng. ”

Yan Feng hooked up his lips and laughed at himself. He raised his arm and played ”Phoenix courtship”. His piano sound is light and nimble, which shows Sima Xiangru's confident and uneasy mood incisively and vividly. Murong Zhining was stunned: ”I didn't expect the emperor's piano art to make such a rapid progress, but Fengyi was impressed!”

Yan Feng had already thrown his unhappiness out of the cloud: ”my zither skill is as good as ever. However, when I play this tune, I mix my mood into it, which is invisible and more suitable for the artistic conception of this tune. Ning'er, I've trapped you in this deep palace. You Are you unwilling or unwilling? ”

Murong Zhining opens Apricot's eyes and looks into the eyes of Yanfeng: ”did Fengyi offend the emperor again? If the emperor wants to drive Fengyi out of the palace, why does he have to beat around the Bush? ”

Yan Feng chuckled and said, ”I'm just worried. Ning'er doesn't want to stay with me. When Ning'er says that, I'm relieved. It's sunny today. Let's go. I'll take you to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers. ”

Murong Zhining pursed her lips wrongly: ”Fengyi dare not go! In case Cao Zhaoyi is there to enjoy the flowers, does Fengyi not collide with the emperor's love princess? ”

Yanfeng is in a good mood. Holding Murong Zhining's hand, he goes to the outside of Qixiang Palace: ”it's interesting. In the tone of Ning'er, I can smell a trace of sour. I like to be jealous most. Lao Qi, set up the driving garden. ”

In the imperial garden, flowers are blooming and bees and butterflies are dancing together. Yanfeng holds Murong Zhining's hand and strolls among the flowers.

A green butterfly, with a long tail, flies in the flowers. Yan Feng said, ”look, Ning'er, there is a Jade Butterfly over there. It's very beautiful. I'll let people stick it with a net and seal it in the glass for Ning'er to enjoy.”

Murong Zhining holds Yanfeng's sleeve: ”beautiful things, because it has life, have spirituality, have spirituality, can be so beautiful. If imprisoned in the glass, even if the shape is still there, it will lose its soul. Emperor, let it fly freely! ”

Yan Feng frowned and felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle. There was a stabbing pain: ”Ning'er is like this butterfly. I trapped Ning'er in this deep palace, like a butterfly sealed in the glass. Ning'er, I just heard your inner voice! I am very frightened. No matter how big my city is, it may not be able to hold Ning'er's heart! ”

Murong Zhining looks up at Yanfeng, her eyes are full of affection and guilt: ”it's the spring color of the garden, where does the emperor come from to hurt the spring and mourn the autumn? In the eyes of the emperor, it should be beautiful mountains and rivers, continuous territory, and a magnificent pattern! ”

Yanfeng pulls Murong Zhining forward: ”I just can't make it. I think of Ning'er all day. Without Ning'er around, I have no energy to do anything. Look, Ning'er, there is a flower bed over there. I planted it for you. ”

Murong Zhining pulls Yanfeng's sleeve robe, and they walk to the deep garden with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Yanfengla Murong Zhining station: ”look, Ning'er, these two flower fields are planted for you by me.”

Murong Zhining looked at a bunch of long and thin leaves in the flower field and said: ”emperor, isn't this orchid? Fengyi likes orchids very much, but shouldn't orchids open in this season? ”

Yan Feng looks at Murong Zhining and says, ”no, no, no! Ning'er has a closer look. It's not an orchid at all. It's a very magical flower. The Buddha said: a thousand years in bloom, a thousand years in fall, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is doomed to life and death. ”

Murong Zhining is surprised to open the apricot eyes: ”it's the other side flower!” She put her hand over her red lips, which were slightly lifted by surprise.

Yan Feng nodded his head slightly: ”in two or three months, Ning'er will be able to enjoy the flowers in full bloom. When I thought of flowers blooming, I would surprise you, but I couldn't help but want to share them with you! ”

Murong Zhining pulled Yanfeng's cuff: ”although this flower is extremely beautiful, it is not accepted by the world. Why should the emperor plant such unlucky flowers in the palace? ”

”I don't think it's an unlucky flower, a flower of determination,” said Yanfeng wenjudo. Separation, separation and combination, but is the origin of fate, I like the other side of the flower's fate is not scattered, the fate is not divided mood. I hope to be entangled with Ning'er in endless reincarnation! ”

In Murong Zhining's eyes, a string of tears fell: ”when Fengyi first tattooed the red other shore flower on her back, she was filled with the determination to chiyun general. There are flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers. From generation to generation, flowers and leaves are wrong. I didn't expect that Fengyi's words would become a prophecy... ”

Yan Feng embraces Murong Zhining: ”didn't Ning'er say that? Ning'er's fate seems to have been arranged by heaven. Ning'er, believe in fate. It's fate that pushes you to my side. I will put all my love on you alone. ”Murong Zhining sobbed: ”emperor, it's not fair to you Fengyi can't be so selfish. Fengyi has been blaming herself

Yanfeng pulls Murong Zhining back to the green stone path: ”silly Ning'er, this is what I want. I always believe that fate, all of which is God's arrangement. Ning'er, don't worry. I still said that. I will never attach any conditions to you. ”