Chapter 1115 (1/2)

Ye Yiqing's Cuan is very good. When ye Zhen was seven or eight years old, he would take their brothers and sisters to Chuang Tzu and let Ye Zhen play the piano accompaniment. Ye Chunnan was reading poetry with the same voice as a duck's voice. He was originally singing, but his father scolded him for having no musical cells, and ordered him not to speak.

When They were really happy. Although her mother had been blaming her father for not conniving her so much and raising a well-known girl like a wild girl, she really felt that she was the most free and happy during that time.

”Niang, do you want to blow this Cuan?” Hongling asked in a low voice.

Ye Zhen will Cuan in the palm, ”although I blow not as good as Dad, at least can also be in the ear, brother blowing is the most terrible magic sound.”

Hongling also remembered ye Chunnan's childhood anecdotes and couldn't help laughing.

”Let the rest of us go down and have a rest. There is no need to wait here.” Ye Zhen came to Chuang Tzu, feeling good a lot, ”let me go to Chengde villa to say, don't worry about this palace.”

”Yes, Madame.” Hong Ling said with a smile.

Ye Zhen sat down in the pavilion beside the hot spring pool and took out the Cuan in the box. It was really not damaged at all, just like the one in those years.

I haven't blown it for years.

When she is in a bad mood, her father will play this to coax her.

Melodious voice rings, in this silent night spread far, the tune of Ye Zhen blowing is very special, but happy and relaxed, let people feel relaxed.

She often heard these tunes when she was a child. Although she did not know what the name was, her father always made a good tune.

Mo Rong Zhan on the road to hear the looming music, he listened, immediately know that this is not like the flute sound, not like the flute sound, is not like the flute music is played by Ye Zhen, can also play Cuan, the mood should not be too bad.

He followed the voice to find the past, did not let the servants in Chuang Tzu report, directly came to the hot spring pool, Ye Zhen small back to him, she did not find his arrival, or Hongling saw him, was frightened to kneel down to salute, was mo Rong Zhan raised his hand to stop.

This is the place where she said they met for the first time. If he had not just met her after rebirth here, would he have missed her?

Mo Rong Zhan waves to let Hongling and others retreat, quietly walk to Ye Zhen's back, low eyes look at her, she slightly droops the eyelid, the moon falls on her body gently, will her originally white smooth tender skin lining more delicate and moist, if she is not pregnant with a child, no matter who sees her, maybe all want to think that is the heaven which sneaks to the earth fairy.

He has not spoken, until the end of Ye Zhen song, he is just standing behind her in silence.

Ye Zhen wakes up from the recollection, low Mou looks at the Cuan in the palm, she really miss the free days before.

”Hongling, let's go back.” Ye Zhen sighs in the heart, feel that kind of wanton already impossible to reappear again, have shed to have, she now so also good.

A strong arm stretched out in front of her, ”empress, my Lord will take you back to the house.”

Ye Zhen was stunned, raised his head and looked at the handsome and clear face in front of him, ”a Zhan? Why are you here? ”

Mo Rong Zhan helped her up and gently held her waist. ”I can't see you in the villa. I'm scared by you.”

”Why are you here? Aren't you in the palace?” Ye Zhen asked, after he sent her to Chengde villa, there was no news, all had been nearly ten days, he was willing to see her.