Ai Min of Fomalhaut's Self-written Book

? It was morning when I opened my eyes again.

I stretched my body and opened the veil, wanting to see Cong Zhan.

The quilts on the floor had already been folded and placed neatly, and Cong Zhan didn't know where they went.

"Cong Zhan---" I called him outside.

No sound.

Where did he go?

I was a little impatient, so I ran outside the house barefoot.

Perhaps it was because of the rain last night, the sky today is surprisingly good, blue and clear like a fine glazed emerald green, chirping birds laughing and flying across the sky.

"Min'er——" Cong Zhan walked over from the corner, he seemed in a good mood today, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, which looked completely different from the slightly restrained smile before, "You're up ?”

I looked at him and nodded, and complained: "Where have you been? I didn't see you when I came together."

"I'm going to buy you food." Cong Zhan raised his right hand, he was carrying a basket.

When I heard the food, my eyes lit up, and I ran towards him excitedly, and asked him, "What are you eating?"

He didn't speak, just stared at my feet.

I remembered that I didn't wear shoes, and my feet looked white and flawless when I stepped on the black wooden floor.

I was so embarrassed that I screamed and ran back covering my face.

Behind him came Cong Zhan's laughter.

After breakfast, Cong Zhan proposed to go out for a stroll, and I was gladly held by his hand, walking on the street full of spring.

The willows are all green, isn't it spring?

He dragged me around, and finally walked into a vocal workshop called "Huaxilou".

The square has a large area, and some merchants are doing business, selling musical instruments such as lutes, long pianos, and jade flutes.

There are women playing the piano, there are women playing the flute, and there is also a man and a woman playing the harp and chords. There are people in twos and threes in front of each performer.

"Do you want to hear me play the flute?" Cong Zhan looked down at me from the side.

"Okay, okay." I nodded hurriedly, "You always hold your purple flute, but I have never heard your flute.

A fleeting smile floated from the corner of Zhan's mouth, and he pulled me to the foot of a tree, took down the purple flute from his waist, concentrated on it for a while, stretched his brows, and played it softly.

A wonderful flute sounded in the vocal music workshop, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and like the Milky Way cascading down the ground, with a slow, slow and melodious voiceless sound.

When Cong Zhan was playing the flute, his eyes had been watching me with affection. In the thousands of rounds of the flute sound, I could hear a trace of sadness, as if melancholy floated from the flute, and implanted in people's heart like a living being.

I never knew that vocal music can also play real emotions.

The sound of other silk and bamboo strings around me gradually faded away.

The melody played from Zhan's mouth reverberates throughout the vocal music hall. It seems that there is nothing else between heaven and earth except the ethereal flute sound!

Cong Zhan and I were surrounded by people unconsciously.

A girl with a pretty face picks up a bamboo basket in her hand and sprinkles petals on Cong Zhan. The atmosphere in the Song Dynasty is more cheerful, and this girl seems to be showing favor to Cong Zhan.

Cong Zhan looked at me from the beginning to the end, with affection, as if there was no one else in front of me except me.

His flute playing gradually began to loop back and down, and when the sound stopped, he had slowly walked to my side. Under the eyes of everyone, he took my hand and handed over the purple flute to me.

I looked up at him in surprise, his eyes were filled with a pool of spring water, and he said slowly with all his tenderness: "As evidenced by heaven and earth, and witnessed by everyone in the vocal workshop, I, Zhao Congzhan, the Minister of the Hanlin, hand over the treasured thing to Ai today." I pity the girl, I hope to get married with the girl and never leave."

I didn't know that Cong Zhan would say such a thing in front of everyone, but I felt a heat in my head and a burning sensation on my face.

At this moment, a clear but sharp female voice sounded from the crowd: "There is such a man who can play the flute and talk about love in the world!"

I turned around and saw that it was the girl who threw flowers at Cong Zhan just now.

She wore a well-fitting skirt with top and bottom, and a jasper hairpin slanted on her head with thin tassels, which was more beautiful than ordinary Xiaojia jasper.

She walked up to Cong Zhan, bowed politely, and said in the same tone as before: "The little girl is Zhao Xilian, the niece of the current queen mother. She is used to listening to folk music, and there is no one who can compare with adults. If adults don't Dislike it, I can go to the mansion to talk about it in the future, and teach the little girl the principles of music notation, the little girl will be grateful."

She looked at Cong Zhan, her eyes were full of arrogance, and she didn't even glance at me from the beginning to the end.

Self-confessed status, if calculated according to this seniority, the current emperor would have to call Cong Zhan an uncle!

Someone in the crowd started booing, but she didn't hear it, and she didn't even look at me the whole time.

"I'm afraid it's against the girl's kindness." Cong Zhan glanced at me with a smile, and I was a little displeased, and I also stared at him. He was already holding my hand, and he held it even tighter, "Cong Zhan's Le this life only teaches Cong Zhan's wife."

Someone in the crowd applauded loudly.

Cong Zhan ignored her, took my hand and walked out of the vocal workshop.

I looked back with some leisure time, and the empress dowager's niece stood there in a daze, dumbfounded.

Walking on the bustling street, I leaned my head on Cong Zhan's shoulder, and asked him a little shyly, "Why did you tell me this in front of so many people? I don't know that girl has a thin skin!"

Cong Zhan half-armed my waist with his right hand, wiped my nose with his left hand, and joked seriously: "Now, everyone in the whole capital really wants to know about us, and you won't be allowed to go back on your word."

"Okay you!" I feigned anger and lowered his chest lightly, "I'll kill you."

Cong Zhan just laughed loudly and let me beat him. ?