My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

The spring breeze is blowing the willows, the green lake is like blue, the water is rippling, and the warm sunlight is warm on the body, which makes people feel much more comfortable unconsciously.

Jiang Ya fiddled with the strings a few times, laughing hopelessly.

"Murong, Your Majesty rewarded Yan'er with this piano a few days ago. I heard that it is made of a hundred-year-old Chinese fir, and Yan'er doesn't understand it very well. Why don't you give it to you?"

The person on the opposite side shook his head in shock, his white face was slightly ashamed.

"Ayan, how dare I take what His Majesty bestowed on you?"

Jiang Ya's eyes were gloomy, and she whispered disappointedly: "Murong, Yan'er just wants to hear you play the piano."

Murong hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "How about this, Ayan wants to listen to the piano, so I'll come here and play for Ayan, okay?"

Jiang Ya thought for a while, and said sullenly: "Then Murong will play it to Yan'er every day."

Murong's heart was in a mess, and he couldn't help reaching out to caress Jiang Ya's cheek, and said foolishly: "Ayan looks so pretty even when she frowns... No wonder Your Majesty favors Ayan so much."

If I were Your Majesty, I'm afraid I would also want to take Ayan as my own.

Zangyan Palace, whose name is trying to hide its name, can't hide His Majesty's desire for beauties locked in the palace, just like every generation of emperors.

Jiang Ya tilted her head and looked at him with an affectionate expression, tugging on his sleeve and begging.

"Murong play the piano quickly, Yan'er wants to hear it."

"Okay, then I'll play it for Yan'er."

Under the nimble fingers of the young man, the strings seemed to have life, and they made a wonderful sound as they were plucked, as clear as splashing jade and trembling like a dragon's chant.Ups and downs, sometimes bright, sometimes confused, and the young man who concentrates on playing the piano seems to have become a strategist, with a broad mind and a calm mind.

However, the sound of the piano fell behind, but he was just a desolate person who was not favored in the harem.

Jiang Ya propped her head with one hand, staring at the young man who was gradually regaining his senses with intense eyes.

"Murong plays really well."

Murong blushed when he saw him, and was at a loss as to what to say.

Although he was born in a prominent family, he has an ordinary appearance. Although he can play the piano well, he is far inferior to his beautiful brothers and is deeply loved by his mother.The mother infiltrated the palace for a long time, and knew that His Majesty's heart was hung on Yan'er, and other male favorites sent to the palace would all end in desolation and desolation, so she replaced the older brothers with the mediocre him.And after he entered the palace, he was really neglected everywhere.

If I hadn't met Yan'er by chance, I'm afraid no one would care even if I died.

Thinking of this, he gratefully held Jiang Ya's hand, and said with emotion: "Ayan, thank you."

Jiang Ya smiled slightly, looked at him and said softly: "No, Yan'er should apologize for making Murong suffer, I'm sorry."

Murong didn't know what the "I'm sorry" he said really meant, he only thought he was kind-hearted, and couldn't help feeling a little bit fond of him, and felt ashamed that when he first entered the palace, he even resented the person whom His Majesty only favored.

He laughed happily, and said courteously, "Ayan, may I play another song for you?"

Jiang Ya glanced at the sky, shook his head, and the smile on his face faded.

"No, it's time for Yan'er to return to the palace. If His Majesty doesn't see Yan'er, he will be angry."

Murong was startled, looking at his drooping eyes and tight lips, his heart sank.

"Ayan...don't you like Your Majesty?"

Jiang Ya bit her lower lip, struggling for a moment, and suddenly tears fell down in big drops, dripping on the brocade skirt, casting a few shadows.

Murong's heart was twisted into a ball, and bursts of dull pain suddenly came to his heart. He hurriedly put his arms around Jiang Ya's shoulder, and asked distressedly: "Ayan, what's the matter? Tell me anything, I will definitely help you. "

Jiang Ya took advantage of the situation and leaned into his arms, sobbing softly, her tone filled with fear and disgust.

"Yan'er...Yan'er doesn't want to go back to the palace...His Majesty always...uses those things, Yan'er hurts so much, so scared..."

Murong was stunned for several seconds before he suddenly realized that his face was slightly hot.

Just thinking about Yan'er struggling with a weapon in her thigh, the blood in her whole body is rushing away like a countercurrent, the heart is slightly numb and stimulated, and the sudden heartbeat seems to be desperately jumping out, it is not even her own. up.

Under the palm is Yan'er's delicate and soft figure, and I can smell the faint fragrance of him in my nose, bewitching myself to approach like a demon.

Murong's fingertips trembled, and his breathing gradually became disordered.

Jiang Ya didn't seem to notice anything, she raised her head and looked at him helplessly, her eyes were glistening with water, and her tone was aggrieved.

"Murong... Yan'er doesn't like His Majesty, she just wants to be with Murong and listen to Murong's piano."

Murong was startled suddenly, couldn't tell whether it was surprise or joy, looked at him in disbelief, and asked in a dazed way: "Ayan... what did you say?"

The force on the shoulders intensified unconsciously, and Jiang Ya's face remained unchanged.

"Yan'er... Yan'er likes Murong..."

Saying this sentence is like crossing an indescribable boundary, and everything in the surrounding balance begins to collapse.

Jiang Ya got up suddenly and took a few steps back again and again, flustered and not daring to look at Murong, as if she was extremely annoyed and unintentionally confided her thoughts, her face blushed faltering.

"Yan'er... Yan'er has returned to the palace first..."

Murong stared blankly at his figure disappearing as if fleeing, then got up dully and stretched out his hand in the direction Jiang Ya left, as if trying to grab something.

The hand hanging in the air trembled for a while, then slowly clenched.

After the taboo of repression was broken, Jiang Ya didn't look for Murong again, and locked herself in the palace all day, depressed.

His Majesty, who was staying in the palace, couldn't be bothered to torment him any longer. He lifted the quilt to cover him, and looked at his sleepy expression, with a hint of worry on his brows.

"What happened to Yan'er recently? She looks very unhappy."

Jiang Ya didn't speak, her snow-white face was full of worries.

His Majesty frowned, thought for a while, then smiled and scratched the tip of his nose, explaining gently.

"I've been busy with political affairs recently so I didn't accompany Yan'er. Don't be angry with Yan'er."

Jiang Ya pouted and said unhappily: "Now that the internal affairs are clear and the world is peaceful, how can His Majesty have so many things to deal with?"

His Majesty sighed.

"The Taoist priest needs to buy a lot of furnaces and medicinal materials for refining Changsheng Dan, which consumes a lot of financial resources. The ministers have repeatedly appealed in recent days, demanding to cut expenses."

Jiang Ya was puzzled and said: "Isn't there a lot of silver in the treasury, isn't that enough?"

"The woman said, I shouldn't use the wealth gathered by the people for my own selfish desires."

His Majesty's expression turned cold, and his eyes stared deeper at Jiang Yajiao's beautiful face.

She stroked Jiang Ya's neck, her voice seemed to be the same.

"Yan'er thinks, what I did was right, or what the lady said was right?"

Jiang Ya snorted, and rubbed against her, speaking angrily.

"That female friend is unreasonable. Your Majesty has worked hard for the Feng Kingdom for many years. She knows people well, is kind and frugal, and this makes the people of my Feng Kingdom live and work in peace and contentment, and the treasury is abundant. Naturally, what you want to do is up to your Majesty. To get intervened by her mere female minister? Besides, Your Majesty asked for the Longevity Pill to make our Feng Kingdom prosperous for a long time, and if the female minister obstructs you like this, is it because you don’t want your Majesty to live forever?"

He spoke recklessly, and after he finished speaking, he realized that His Majesty's expression was cloudy and uncertain. He looked at him fixedly, and couldn't help but change his face, shrank back timidly, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, Yan I don't choose what to say, I hope His Majesty will not blame you..."

His Majesty patted her lightly.

"No problem."

After Jiang Ya looked at her gentle expression, she smiled again with a sweet voice.

"Your Majesty is the most honorable person in the world, no matter in this world, or the longevity pill, it will be His Majesty's."

His Majesty smiled.

"Yan'er's mouth is so sweet, I should reward her well."

She poked her hand into the quilt and somehow made fun of it, Jiang Ya suddenly groaned and closed her eyes unbearably.