Chapter 488

A corner of Shanghe palace.

In the courtyard where Gong Tiantian lives alone, the gurgling sound of Qin has never stopped.

Fengfu looks at his son and puts Gong Tiantian on the bed. Then he plays Qingxinyin for her all the time to drive out the demons. After playing for a long time, he advises him, "son, why don't you take a rest? At the moment, general Gong has gone to sleep. "

As soon as he heard this, Gong Tiantian on the bed hissed, "go away! I didn't kill anyone! No! I didn't... "

Fengfu frowned tightly and worried.

Gong Tiantian's demons are attacking. It seems that they are a little fierce again.

Sitting in front of the table, the man's fingers move the strings rhythmically, and the beautiful music never stops. His snow-white hands attract people's attention.

Fengfu can't tell how beautiful his childe's hands are. He just uses the words of clear bones, slender and white to describe Longze's hands.

But he felt that these words were blasphemous to his hands.

Because his hands are not as white as human skin. He has been soaked in Rose snow water all the year round. His skin is extremely white, and there is a faint fragrance between his fingers. Especially when playing the piano, all the beautiful scenery in the world is worth seeing him more.

Long Ze's glass like pure but merciless eyes have been staring at the string. Occasionally, he looks up and sees Gong Tiantian restless in bed. He doesn't say a word and continues to play the piano.

Fengfu followed him for many years. Knowing that he was so persistent that no one could persuade him, he withdrew and stopped disturbing him.

On the bed, Gong Tiantian kneaded her heart for a while, turned over and over for a while, and almost fell off the string of the bed several times. It seemed that she had touched the bottom line and turned back immediately.

Her heart was oppressed by a dull air pressure, and her whole body was out of breath and became extremely irritable.

When she is irritable, her mind is full of bloody pictures.

Countless times I turned over to grab a weapon, but the flowing music, like a cool spring, flowed from her body one after another, slowly soothed her restlessness, let her heart gradually calm down.

She only knew that she was suffering for a long time, but the music also accompanied her for a long time.

Later, tired, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ear that ray of piano sound, but never stop, misty, someone gently stroked her head, like cold, but also so gentle comfort.

Long Ze put away Shuo Bing. His white fingers were as bright as jade. His fingertips were slightly red and swollen, but there was no expression on his face.

The green lamp is cold and lonely. In front of him is Shuo Bing. His eyes pass over the bed from time to time. Once he sits down, it's a night.

It's only four hours a night. It's still sunny at dawn.

Su Yuetong never closed her eyes around Chu Yihan. In a few hours, she seems to have spent half of her life.

At dawn, she rushed to the east palace to see Yu Wenhao, but was stopped by Wang Meng, the leader of his bodyguard. Wang Meng was not rude to her, but said to her, "Miss Su, the prince has gone to the court meeting. Please come back later."

Su Yuetong cold a face, expression stiff, "Your Highness said yesterday, let me come to the east palace to find him today, he will tell me, what he wants."

Wang Meng still stopped her, "Your Highness has indeed explained it, but not now. It's just dawn today. Miss Su is too anxious to come back in the evening."