Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

This time, as if she had finally let go of her longing for many years, Aunt Liu felt as if her bones had been taken away, and she fell down crookedly. Jiang Luoyu gave her a complicated look, and stood up instantly. He shouted in a deep voice: "Come here! Call the government doctor immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door. Jiang Luobai rushed in from the door with a pale face, crawled and rolled to the side of the couch, and after finishing these words, he was already exhausted. Aunt Liu, who was short of breath and still had a smile on her face, cried, "Mother... what's wrong with you, mother?!"

"Listen to... your son's... words..." Her weak fingers couldn't hold the hand beside her. Aunt Liu exhausted her last bit of strength and cast her eyes on Jiang Luoyu who was standing against the light, with a thin smile on her lips. Smiling to the extreme, "You are... biological brothers... Luo Bai... don't let... mother down..."

"Yes... Mother, Luo Bai will listen carefully to what Big Brother says, mother, don't worry!"

Jiang Luobai hurriedly responded, but when she saw Aunt Liu blinked her eyes comfortingly, and was about to say something, she felt that her mother's hand in her hand had no strength, and wanted to slip down from her palm limply, knowing in her heart that it was not good. Suddenly, she was so frightened that she couldn't stop crying, Jiang Luoyu saw that the doctor who had just arrived couldn't move forward, she couldn't help but sighed and raised her hand to grab her younger brother's arm and pull him away.

The mansion doctor stepped forward to check the pulse, then took a closer look, shook his head after a while, and cupped his hands to report to Jiang Luoyu: "Returning son, young master, the side concubine has already...please forgive me."

"Mother--"

Before these words fell completely, there was a mournful cry from the door, and looking back, it was Jiang Luoqin who came late, the tears that had been wiped away with great difficulty kept falling, and Jiang Luobai was lying on the ground trembling and sobbing So, he refused to meet anyone's eyes, but Jiang Luoyu was the calmest one in the room - he just took a deep look at them, turned around and strode out of the room.

The sky was gloomy, and he whispered a few words to the guards outside and the maids wiping tears, and then he returned to the spring pavilion alone, and walked quickly to the pear blossom forest in front of the spring pavilion, where the flowers were about to fade away. Suddenly, the long and faint sound of Guqin came to my ears.

Jiang Luoyu raised her face, quietly listening to the distant sound of the zither, and unconsciously began to imagine what that person looked like at this time—whether she was sitting sideways on the couch, the soft petals of pear blossoms fell on the strings, and the moonlight climbed up Exquisite face, white clothes falling to the ground, gentle expression

He met him when he was a teenager, and they have known each other for about two years, but he never knew it.

The man playing the piano is so tactful and charming.

The noble son of a famous family has always been rigorous in his family education, and he always has a skill by his side.Like the father and king when he was young, he is famous in Kyoto for his good painting skills and Qingdi

Even though there were many unavoidable things, Murong's son-in-law became the nephew of a commoner's concubine by mistake, but when he first met him, he was already aware of such a proud and noble temperament. ?

The seeds of the lotus fell into the water, no matter how they grow into weeds.

Jiang Luoyu turned sideways and leaned against the pear blossom tree, took out a short bamboo flute from his sleeve, stared at the pear blossom covering the latticed window with blurred eyes, and played it in harmony with the faint sound of the piano.

The sound of the flute suddenly joined in, and the sound of the piano seemed to be chaotic for a moment, and the two rhythms became entangled again the next moment, and you could no longer tell you and me.

After the song was played, Jiang Luoyu walked up to the Spring Pavilion with lowered eyes, walked lightly to the side of the couch, and sat down with her hands resting on the bed.

On the strings, the person who was looking at him with a slight smile slowly brushed his fingers over the bamboo flute in his hand, and leaned lightly on the person's shoulder, without saying a word.

words.

The sound of the piano sounded again after a while, and it was a little softer than when it was played together just now. He leaned on the man, but unknowingly, he sank into a dark and sweet dream.

A good night's sleep.

The golden sunlight shone on his eyelids, forcing him to open his eyes. When his eyes were blurred by the fog and his sanity was not very clear, a gentle and lingering kiss fell, and the waist was covered by the The people hugged tightly, and the two were entangled on the small couch.

When she was fully awake, Jiang Luoyu breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the corner of her mouth, and went to look at the person who was looking down at her.

"Are you leaving?"

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

Jiang Luoyu sighed, put his arms around his neck, lowered his head and bumped his forehead, and murmured softly: "When I heard you playing the piano yesterday, I should have guessed it..."

Murong Hao knew where the person in front of him went after he left yesterday, and there was no melancholy or loss in his eyes

, clear like a crystal, but when the fingertips touched the man's cheek, they unconsciously conveyed worry: "I shouldn't have left at this time."

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"No." Jiang Luoyu shook her head, and when she leaned down on him, she temporarily hid all the grievances and resentments, became gentle and tired, and instructed word by word, "Your matter is important—even if it happens, After seeing these things, people are a little caught off guard, but you know my temper best, don't you?"

Murong Hao was silent for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm still worried."

"I told you not to worry, don't you believe my wrist?"

As soon as these words came out, the man in white unconsciously remembered the things that happened in the capital, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

"I thought I could be with you forever."

"When I met you at the beginning of the year, I thought so too... but you have a bloody enmity, and I have something to do

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and finally there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you leaving today? In such a hurry?"

Murong Hao stared at him steadfastly, and suddenly curled the corners of his lips, a beautiful smile appeared on his face: "I can still accompany you now, but tomorrow morning at the latest, I have to go."

Jiang Luoyu pondered for a moment, didn't speak any more, just stood up sideways, looked at the pear blossom forest not far away from the lattice window, and evoked a slight smile, which seemed a bit like the person beside him.

"Zhaomin."

The man in white didn't respond.

The man in green clothes stood up, his clothes fell from the couch, his bare ankles moved slowly in the morning sun, for some reason, he suddenly recalled that year again in his mind, stretched out his fingers and folded a soft flower, his eyes were soft and deep : "The pear blossoms are about to end, let's go and see them one last time."

From the beginning to the end, there was no mention of the person who passed away just yesterday and who he should be called Auntie.

After the two walked down the attic, they walked through the pear blossom forest for a few steps, and Zhuiyun came quickly, and knelt down on one knee to the person under the tree: "Your Majesty, the steward asks for an audience for the concubine's affairs."

"Let him in."

Zhuiyun clapped his hands together, and turned around to pass on the message. Jiang Luoyu still stood there with a flat expression, waiting motionlessly for Jiang Cang to come over. Only the man in white beside him seemed to have never heard Zhuiyun's words from the beginning to the end. At this time, he was seriously looking at those pear blossoms that had not fallen, and the smile on his face could hardly be seen clearly.

"Where is the concubine, what happened?"

"The reason why I came back to the world is because the young lady had a dispute with the old slave. The young lady said that the side concubine has worked hard for many years, and she is the mother of the two of them. She forced the old slave to bury the side concubine in the ancestral grave, but the ancestral grave is only for you. Only the main concubine and the main wife can enter the place, but the side concubine..."

Yes, no matter how glamorous the surface is, she is nothing but a lowly concubine.

"Uncle Cangliu, you are an old man in the house, and you should know that once some things have been decided, there is no need to argue with her. There are so many aunts in this world, and she is not the only one who has endured hardships and endured humiliation all her life—according to the side concubine Stop the spirit for three days, and bury it in a place next to the ancestral grave."

The gray-clothed old man understood, knowing that his eldest son did not agree to Jiang Luoqin's words, he hurriedly replied: "Yes."

"Besides, there is one more thing." After Jiang Luoyu gave this order, she narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had made up her mind suddenly, and said, "Auntie passed away, Luo Bai and Luo Qin's close relatives have kept their filial piety for at least one year. I can't follow me into the capital again in a short time, but the emperor told the uncle before leaving the capital that he only gave me three months to return to the palace, and before I left, I was ready to open the ancestral hall and change the genealogy."

As soon as he heard the words "open the ancestral hall", the old butler's face changed, he took a step forward in disbelief, and murmured tremblingly: "My lord, what did you say?!"

"Since the identities of Luo Bai and Luo Qin are known, it's fine if I don't know. If I know, I have to do these things... Otherwise, the father, mother and concubine will not feel at ease when they are underground." Jiang Luoyu knew his surprise Where did it come from? After all, after the death of their first parents, it is very rare for a concubine to open an ancestral hall and change its name to put on the genealogy. will be less.

But the top secrets that Aunt Liu told before she died—forget it, anyway, he doesn't care about the position of the eldest son, Luo Bai and Luo Qin are his biological siblings, and opening the ancestral hall is a way of repaying the grievances of the previous life... In his first life, he owed Luo Bai a debt, and in this life he wanted to repay with the throne. If Luo Bai's position as the son-in-law was restored, it would be more legitimate for him to give up the throne and change his name in the eyes of the world, and it would save Luo Bai's troubles.

When he thought of this, he raised his eyes subconsciously, fixedly glanced at the person under the pear blossom not far away, and slowly clenched his fingers: "Leaving aside the position of son, I have thought about opening the ancestral hall many times, Uncle Cangliu No need to persuade, just go down and prepare."

Seeing that he was very sure, the gray-clothed old man expected that he would not change his mind and would not disobey the young master's wishes, so he could only answer yes in a low voice, and went down to prepare.

One day passed smoothly and quietly. Early in the morning of the second day, before the sky was completely bright, Xiaoyao Wang Mansion, which is usually closed, opened its main entrance. Two figures stepped down the steps one after the other and stood on the white marble stone. next step.

Just as the two of them stood still for a moment, there was a sound of thunderous hoofbeats, and a group of men in blue shirts with embroidered bird designs walked up to them. The two leading men in blue got off their horses and faced The person standing beside Jiang Luoyu knelt on one knee: "

Greetings to the young master! "

"Wait for a while, it will be here in a moment."

Murong Hao stood tall and tall in front of the palace gate, his snow-white clothes also had golden li bird patterns, which were shining faintly, Jiang Luoyu raised his hand to caress the li bird on his neckline that was about to fly, His jade-like eyes dimmed, and he suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fingers tightly.

"Don't worry about me, go to Dajin to do what you should do." He quietly looked at the person in front of him, his words were as fragrant and warm as flowers, "Wait for a while... Although I don't know how long it will be, But I'll go to Daikin eventually, and then I'll see you again—"

Murong Hao didn't speak, his eyes were slightly closed, he turned sideways to block the eyes of his subordinates behind him, and then hugged that person tightly, as if he was going to embed him in his arms with great strength, the black The hair fell down, gently caressing Jiang Luoyu's fair neck.

Jiang Luoyu seemed to be able to sense the turmoil in his heart, and suppressed the reluctance in her heart, and hugged him back, whispering in his ear, like a promise that she would never regret.

"At that time, I'll wait for you to be married."