Shu Yao is very energetic.

Moreover, she kept pestering the emperor to play with her, whether to play pot or chess.

So much so that when she was finally exhausted and expressed that she wanted to rest, it was already the second watch.

Did the queen originally want to wait until the banquet was over and find a way to let the emperor stay at her place?

After all, she finally met the emperor once, and she didn't want to miss that opportunity.

But could she really accept that little girl who was just fourteen years old, Ye Shuyao.

And since tomorrow is not her birth month, the Queen cannot persuade the Emperor to rest.

No, the queen, who was slightly weaker in physical strength, had fallen asleep soundly in Kunning Palace an hour ago.

In Yaohua Palace.

Ye Qinghuai looked at Shu Yao's defenseless sleeping face and let out a long sigh of relief.

In front of her, there was an unfinished chess game.

The princess's chess skills are not very good. If Ye Qinghuai hadn't let her go, she wouldn't be where she is now.

"Take the princess east to rest." Ye Qing said to the female official of Yaohua Palace.

"No." The female officials bowed and helped the princess to her bedroom.

"He didn't...lose...don't..." the princess murmured.

Ye Qinghuai looked at her little face, which was still slightly frowning in her sleep, and couldn't help laughing.

That girl was always thinking about playing in her dreams.

Dong Lai finally fell silent in the lively main hall, and Ye Qinghuai walked beside the chess table with one leg on his back.

If her twin brother had not died, if her brother had inherited the throne and became the emperor, would she have been like the current Princess Shuyao?

if.

Ye Qinghuai smiled bitterly.

Why is Mingyue so sentimental? It seems that she drank too much.

Ye Qinghuai thought so and stood up holding on to the chess case.

"Li Baoquan, return to Jingshou Palace."

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The night in early autumn is a bit cool.

Everlasting lanterns were lit at regular intervals on both sides of the palace road. The lights were bright, but they did not make Ye Qinghuai feel warm.

She is very tired.

I don't know why, although the queen looked at Mingli cruelly, Ye Qinghuai could always feel the inexplicable pressure from Ye Chang when he faced her.

Just like when I met Gu Shihai.

Gu Shihai didn't have the murderous aura and power that came from being in the army, but the Queen didn't have the girl's passionate and ardent expectations and the irrefutable pressure behind those expectations.

It all made Ye Qinghuai feel suffocated.

The father and daughter were surprisingly similar in that respect. Ye Qinghuai sighed in her heart.

At this moment, a faint wisp of piano music from Yuanji floated over from the middle of the night.

No sound of guzheng.

The sound of the piano is brisk, but also has a bit of majestic and hearty sound.

Ye Qinghuai has heard that piece of music, it is the famous "Song before the Battle".

Nabu is a song that has been widely circulated among the people. It was originally a flute song, adapted from a military song used to boost morale before the battle in ancient times. It makes people's blood boil.

But it was the first time Ye Qinghuai heard the guzheng version.

In Ye Qinghuai's impression, the guzheng always gives people a melodious and graceful feeling. It is very rare to be able to play the guzheng to create that kind of majestic and majestic feeling.

"Who is playing the piano?" Ye Qinghuai asked Li Baoquan who was following him in the carriage.

Li Baoquan looked up in the direction of the sound of the piano and thought: "Going back to Bidong, it seems to be the direction of Yonghe Palace."

"Yonghe Palace? Is it the courtyard of Concubine Chen?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"Does it mean the residence of the imperial concubine?" Li Baoquan replied.

Could it be that Chen Julian is playing the piano?

Ye Qinghuai was a little surprised.

Isn’t she feeling unwell and returning to the palace early to rest?

Bu Nao, Ye Qinghuai then thought about it. Long before Chen Julian entered the palace, she had been told that she was a talented woman who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I had seen her paintings before, but I had never heard of Qin, Bu Nao wanted to see her.

His piano skills are not bad either.

But the sound of the piano, so rich and powerful, free and uninhibited, is not quite consistent with Chen Julian's usually gentle and delicate image.

While Ye Qinghuai was wondering, the sound of the piano became even more urgent, and two people stepped on the drums and strummed the strings cleanly and neatly, as if falling from the east like a sudden storm. It shocked people's hearts and took their breath away.

"Go to Yonghe Palace." Ye Qinghuai pondered for a while and then ordered.

Li Baoquan was startled.

Although it had been several months since the emperor's wedding, he had never seen the emperor stay overnight in the palace of his concubines.

For example, there were two masters in the harem of the Ming Dynasty: the queen and the concubine. Which master Ye Qinghuai would visit first had always been a hot topic in the harem after dinner.

Could it be that Mingyue, the suspense has finally been resolved?

Li Baoquan couldn't help but have a guess.

"What are you doing standing still? Don't you know the way to Yonghe Palace?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

Li Baoquan came to his senses and immediately sent the ceremonial guard and chariot to the direction of Yonghe Palace.

The closer we got to Yonghe Palace, the clearer the sound of the piano became. When the emperor's guard of honor stopped at the gate of the palace, the music was reaching its climax, becoming more passionate and lively. Li Baoquan just wanted to announce the emperor's arrival loudly, but Ye Qinghuai raised his leg to stop him.

He asked him and then quietly got out of the car, signaling them to stay outside the palace.

There is a century-old osmanthus tree planted in the courtyard of Yonghe Palace. In early August, dots of flower buds can be seen on the branches, like light yellow fluff dotted among the green branches and leaves.

A crescent moon hangs on the top of the laurel tree. The moonlight shines through the branches of the laurel tree, casting shadows on the figures on the east side of the tree.

A long guzheng is supported on the stone table to the east of the tree, and a man in yellow is walking beside the stone table.

Correct or not, Chen Julian.

She still has the cloud bun that was thinned out during the party, but her hair is a little loose at the moment, and the bun is half hanging down, looking more like two lazy clouds, a little more casual and carefree.

Under the light yellow gauze, a section of jade neck glows red like jade in the moonlight. Her slender body wrapped in that yellow shirt is like a piece of jade with cold temperament, upright and noble.

Just like Fairy Yuedong.

The girl's slender fingers flew between the strings. She lowered her head and focused on the long zither in front of her. It seemed that she and the zither were the only things left in the world, and everything else ceased to exist.

There was a dazzling light in her eyes, and a radiant smile on her lips.

Ye Qinghuai didn't know whether she was fascinated by what she heard or whether she was fascinated by what she saw. She looked straight at the woman playing the piano in the courtyard and unconsciously clenched her legs.

Time seems to have passed a long time.

It wasn't until a palace maid ran out of the side hall that Ye Qinghuai came back to his senses and looked at the palace maid.

The palace maid's legs were holding a wine jar. When she saw Ye Qinghuai standing at the entrance of the courtyard, her face turned red with fright, and the wine jar slipped in her legs. Fortunately, she reacted very quickly and immediately used another wine jar.

The legs are holding up.

Just as the palace maid exclaimed, Ye Qinghuai raised her index finger to her lips and made a silent gesture.

That song never ended.

She wanted to hear it all.

The palace maid held the wine jar and knelt down silently.

Ye Qinghuai shifted his gaze back to Chen Julian.

Only then did she realize that Chen Julian had several empty wine jars scattered around his feet.
Chapter completed!