C322 The zither master caresses the zither royal garden (1/2)

The Emperor was his father, and the Emperor was also his king. To the Crown Prince, he was still a child after all, and he only cared about what he could obtain and what he could lose, regardless of the future. The Emperor considered this, but could not get the Crown Prince's approval.

The winter seemed to be very long this year. The entire Winter Palace seemed to be in hibernation, with less people walking about, and the Imperial Concubine Wen rarely left the palace. Rong'er would only read in the palace every day to take care of Jia Ping, and the days passed quickly.

On this day, from Yikun Palace. When she came out, Rong'er saw that the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, so he ordered Xiao Qing to accompany her to walk around the imperial garden. Jia Ping's condition seemed to be getting worse and worse, and now that she was certain that the Imperial Concubine Wen had harmed her child, no matter how people tried to console her, the imperial physician would not be able to improve.

Before the palanquin reached the entrance of the imperial flower garden, it had already heard a pleasant sound. The palanquin stabilized, Rong'er slowly walked out of the palanquin and looked at Xiao Qing, ”Who is playing the piano in the garden?”

”Master, it's the zither master Wang Jiami. Since the beginning of spring, she's been around almost every day. I will play the zither here. ” Xiao Qing hurriedly replied.

”Wang Jiami? I haven't seen her for a long time. Are you playing the zither here in the day? ” Rong'er asked, puzzled.

”This servant doesn't know.” Xiao Qing shook his head and said.

”Mm, then let's go take a look.” Rong'er lightly smiled and walked towards the source of the zither music.

In Cheng Rui Pavilion, Wang Jiami was dressed in white, his fingers lightly fiddling with the zither strings, which released strings of clear and melodious music. After the song ended, Rong'er, who had been standing by the side of the pavilion for a long time, walked up the steps, and laughed, ”The music of Lady Wang is truly extraordinary.”

”Imperial Concubine Rong.” Seeing Rong'er enter, Wang Jiami immediately stood up and bowed.

”No need to be so polite.” Rong'er sat beside Jamie with a smile on his face, his fingers lightly caressing the zither strings. ”Your Jiangnan women are good at playing the zither, and you guys have an elegant style when you're young. Unlike our northern flagman family, you guys have taught us very little, so I'm rather envious of Lady Wang's skills.”

”Imperial Concubine Rong, you flatter me.” Wang Jiami replied humbly.

Rong'er laughed, ”Lady Wang, continue playing. I'll sit to the side and listen.”

”It's been a long time since Jamie touched her zither. Her skills have been unfamiliar with the zither, I'm sorry for making you laugh, Imperial Concubine Rong.” Wang Jiami nodded slightly.

Rong'er knew that ever since Empress Xioayi passed away, the Chengqian Palace didn't have a smile on his face, although a year of mourning had already passed, Tong Xiushan still hadn't come out from his sorrow, and Wang Jiami who lived in Chengqian Palace was also not allowed to play the zither. He had probably endured for a long time, which was why he was playing the zither in the imperial garden.

In the early spring, the zither music was wonderful, like a small stream of water seeping into her heart, Rong'er felt a burst of happiness. The Wang Jiami in front of her was still as beautiful as ever, and at the moment, she was immersed in playing with the zither, like a beautiful picture scroll.

”Mother Rong, you are here too!” A gentle voice interrupted the zither music, also attracting the attention of Rong'er and Wang Jiami. The person who had arrived was Duan Jing.

”Duan Jing, are you here to visit the garden too?” Rong'er asked kindly.

”No, I have to come here every day to listen to the Lady Wang play the zither.” Duan Jing gently laughed.

”How is your mother? I haven't seen her for some time. ” She knew that ever since she returned to the palace from the north at the end of last year, when everyone found out that Duan Jing had promised Gerzang, Chang Zai Bu was still somewhat unhappy.

Duan Jing laughed, ”mother is pretty good, I have nothing better to do all day, so I came here to listen to him play the zither, and I can even learn a little.”