After His Majesty's rebirth, he personally taught the queen to abuse the scumbag

Ji Lingzhou did not let anyone know Cheng Mingran in advance before coming to Lianyi Palace, so Cheng Mingran did not prepare anything, and did not even put on makeup or dress up. She just wore a plain white dress.

On a quiet afternoon, Cheng Mingran stood alone under the swaying shadows of the trees. Her dress was fresh and elegant, like a white lotus that had never been stained by dust. Her clothes were as white as clouds and as clean as a spring in the mountains, giving people a feeling of being away from the hustle and bustle.

Cheng Mingran's waterfall-like black hair fluttered gently in the breeze, forming a sharp contrast with her plain clothes, making her look even more elegant and pure.

Ji Lingzhou saw this scene as soon as he arrived. Cheng Mingran had a faint melancholy, and even if she didn't speak, she seemed to be telling an unknown sad story. However, even with a little sadness between her eyebrows, she still maintained an elegant posture, as if she was a lady walking out of an ancient painting, quiet and indifferent.

Cheng Mingran's hands stroked the strings of the zither, and her fingertips produced a plaintive sound. The sound was as clear as spring water and as lingering as autumn rain, but Ji Lingzhou only felt that the sound seemed to contain a deep melancholy.

Around her, there are several wintersweet trees planted in the courtyard of Lianyi Palace. It is the winter solstice and the wintersweets are in bloom, so the air is always filled with a faint fragrance, which always makes people feel extremely peaceful and comfortable in this leisurely afternoon.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still. All Ji Lingzhou had eyes for was her, her piano music, and the melodious shadows of the trees.

Cheng Mingran was a girl raised by the Queen Mother. Although she was brought up in a pampered manner, she still learned everything she should learn, especially her piano playing. Even Ji Lingzhou couldn't help but admire her after listening to her piano.

Although he was very distant and indifferent to Cheng Mingran in the past, when he was most upset, he would occasionally come here to listen to her play the piano.

The sound of her piano is different from that of others. It is always light and comfortable. No matter when, it seems to make people feel relaxed and happy. After listening to it, they can't help but feel happy along with the sound of the piano.

But listening to it again now... the sound of her piano seems to have changed a lot. If it made people happy when they listened to it before, then listening to it now... why does it make people feel inexplicably distressed, sad, and trembling?

The sound of the piano is continuous, the movements are agile, but this sound... it seems to be broken into pieces when it enters my ears, sad and mournful. It is like the flowing water in the mountains in the past, but now it has become a drifting wood in the sea... helpless and desperate.

Shuhua had always been with Cheng Mingran. It must be said that the queen's piano skills were indeed superb. Even though they, the group of palace servants who could not understand these things, were brought in, so they did not notice anyone coming to the door for a while.

When Shuhua realized it, Ji Lingzhou had been standing at the door for a long time.

"Your Majesty" Shuhua was startled and quickly saluted.

After hearing the voice of calligraphy and painting, Cheng Mingran subconsciously looked towards the door. Ji Lingzhou was wearing a black and gold dragon robe, which shone brightly under the light. His figure stood at the door, like an indestructible barrier.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts, making people dare not offend him in the slightest. Ji Lingzhou's expression was still distant, but his cold face always revealed a noble and majestic temperament, which made people afraid.

Cheng Mingran saw the sunlight shining on him, and for a moment he was a little unresponsive. His posture was upright, and his aura was like a rainbow, as if he was an insurmountable peak that people could only look up to. Under his imperial aura, everything around him seemed to be eclipsed. Only he was the unique king, which made people feel awe.

Cheng Mingran suddenly realized that she had never noticed that Ji Lingzhou had such a great dignity before. He... had never been an ordinary person. He was an emperor. He was no longer the young man he used to be, let alone the brother Lingzhou who said he would protect her.

She was distracted for a moment and lost control of her hands, so she accidentally broke the strings.

"Hiss!" Cheng Mingran exclaimed in surprise. The strings of the guitar were very sharp. She accidentally broke the strings just now, so now her hand was directly cut.

Ji Lingzhou was originally standing aside. When he heard her cry of pain, his heart tightened and he subconsciously stepped forward: "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Cheng Mingran was originally looking down at her fingers, but now she was a little dazed because of Ji Lingzhou's actions. Ji Lingzhou's face... seemed to be nervous and worried.

Is he nervous about himself? But why would he be nervous about himself?

"Why are you so careless? Does it hurt?" Maybe Ji Lingzhou himself didn't even notice the worry hidden in his tone?

Cheng Mingran shook her head stupidly: "It doesn't hurt."

"How can your finger not hurt? Go get some medicine." Ji Lingzhou said.

Shuhua hurried to get the medicine for his wound. Ji Lingzhou squatted down beside him and said, "Although there is some sunshine today, it is getting cold. Why are you sitting in the yard wearing such thin clothes?"

"I felt a little dizzy after staying in the house for too long, so I wanted to come out and take a look. Today the sun finally came out a little, so I thought of staying in the yard for a while." Cheng Mingran said.

Shuhua brought the medicine, and Ji Lingzhou took it directly: "Go get a cloak." He said again.

After saying that, he opened the ointment and gently helped Cheng Mingran wipe it. Fortunately, the wound was not serious, but the strings were sharp, so it still hurt.

"Just bear with it for a while, it will be fine soon." Ji Lingzhou rarely said a few words to coax her, and Cheng Mingran's attention was attracted back by his words.

She looked at the man in front of her. She couldn't understand Ji Lingzhou like this. He had changed a lot recently, so much that she had the illusion that Ji Lingzhou seemed to have started to care about her.

Ji Lingzhou quickly applied medicine to her and took the cloak from the palace maid and put it on her.

"This piano..." Ji Lingzhou's eyes fell on the piano. He didn't notice it just now, but now he felt familiar with it.

"This zither was given to me by my aunt. Your Majesty also has one." Cheng Mingran reminded.

Ji Lingzhou remembered that when Cheng Mingran was learning to play the zither, the empress dowager asked someone to find someone to make two zithers, one for Cheng Mingran and one for him.

However, after she became the head of the Eastern Palace, she became busy and had no time to play the piano, so the piano had been put aside for a long time.

"The strings are broken. I'll have someone fix them for you and send them back to you later." He said, and Cheng Mingran did not refuse.

It's just a piano. She might have treasured it in the past, but now...

Ji Lingzhou probably wouldn't have thought that if he asked someone to take the zither away today, he might not have a chance to return it in the future...