Chapter 229 (1/2)

This time, it seems that she has finally let go of her worries for many years. Aunt Liu's whole body seems to have been pulled away from her bones and collapsed. Jiang Luoyu has a complicated look in her eyes, and stands up and says in a deep voice: ”come on! Call the government doctor at once

Before he finished his words, there was a disorderly sound of footsteps outside the door. Jiang Luobai, pale and pale, bumped in from the door and climbed to the edge of the couch. After saying these words, Aunt Liu, who was still smiling, cried: ”mother What's the matter with you, mother? ”

”Listen to The son of heaven And Unable to hold her hand with her feeble fingers, Aunt Liu tried her best to cast her eyes on Jiang Luoyu, who was standing against the light. Her lips showed a thin smile to the extreme, ”you are My own brother Luo Bai Don't let My mother was disappointed... ”

”Yes Mother, Luobai will listen to elder brother's words well, mother can rest assured

Jiang Luobai was in a hurry. When she saw Aunt Liu's comforting blink and was about to say something, she felt that her mother's hand was powerless. She wanted to slide down from her palm. She knew something was wrong. She was scared and cried. Jiang Luoyu looked at the doctor who had just come to the hospital. She could not help sighing and raised her hand to hold her brother's arm He pulled it apart.

After a while, he shook his head and said to Jiang Luoyu, ”my son, young master, side concubine and empress, she has Please forgive me. ”

”Mother --”

this sentence did not fall completely, and a cry of sadness came from the door. Looking back, it was Jiang Luoqin who came late. Her tears kept falling. Jiang Luobai was lying on the ground, shivering and sobbing, and refused to look at anyone. Jiang Luoyu was the calmest one in the room - he just looked at them deeply At a glance, he turned and strode out of the door.

The sky was heavy, and he whispered a few words to the guards outside and the lachrymated maids. He went back to the spring Pavilion alone. When he came to the pear blossom forest in front of the spring Pavilion, he suddenly remembered the long and quiet sound of Guqin.

Jiang Luoyu raised her face and quietly listened to the man's distant music. Unconsciously, she began to imagine what the man looked like at this time: whether he was sitting on the couch on his side, the soft petals of pear flowers falling on the strings, the moonlight climbing on her delicate face, her white clothes falling to the ground, and her expression was gentle

he met with his youth and had known each other for about two years, but he never knew.

That person plays the piano, can be so tactful and moving.

A noble family and noble son has always been a strict tutor. He always has a skill to help him. For example, when he was young, his father and King were famous for his painting skills and green flute in Kyoto

even though he had to do a lot of things, Murong's legitimate son mistakenly became the nephew of a civilian concubine. But when he saw him for the first time, he was aware of his unyielding and lofty temperament?

Lotus seeds fall into the water, how can not grow into weeds.

Jiang Luoyu leaned over and leaned against the pear blossom tree. He took out a short bamboo flute from his sleeve. He looked at the pear blossom which covered the lattice window and blew it with the faint sound of the piano.

The sound of the flute suddenly joins in. The sound of the piano seems to be disordered for an instant. The next moment, the two rhythms are intertwined, and you and I can no longer be distinguished.

At the end of the song, Jiang Luoyu walked up to the spring pavilion with her eyes drooping. She walked lightly to the edge of the couch, sat down with her hands on the strings of the

string. She was looking at his man with a smile. Her fingers slowly brushed the bamboo flute in her hand and leaned gently against the man's shoulder without saying

words.

After a while, the sound of the piano began to ring again. It was a little softer than when he was playing together. He leaned on the man, but unconsciously, he fell into the black sweet dream.

A good night's sleep.

The golden sun sprinkled on his eyelids, forcing him to open his eyes, because of the fog in front of him, and his mind was not very clear, a gentle kiss fell down, and his waist was tightly hooped by the people beside him, and they were entangled in the small couch.

When she was fully sober up, Jiang Luoyu took a breath of relief, pulled the corner of her mouth, and looked down at the person who looked down at her.

”Are you going?”

Murong Hao gently let go of his waist and nodded silently. His eyes were peaceful and peaceful.

Jiang Luoyu sighed, took his neck, lowered his head and bumped his forehead. He whispered, ”when I heard you play the piano yesterday, I should have guessed...”

Mu Ronghao knew where the man was going after he left yesterday. There was no melancholy or loss between his eyebrows and eyes. He was like a crystal. When his fingertip touched the man's cheek, he unconsciously conveyed his worry: ”I should not have gone at this time

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”No Jiang Luoyu shook his head and lowered himself on him. He hid all the grievances and resentments for the time being. He became gentle and tired. He told him word by word, ”your business matters. Although these things happen, people may be caught off guard, but what kind of disposition I am, you can't understand it, don't you?”

Muronghao was silent for a moment, and finally reached out to caress his hair. His voice was stuffy: ”or worried.””Said no worry, don't you believe my wrist?”