Chujing Town Beigong Mansion.

"Qingyu, play a song, let me listen to it. I haven't heard you play the piano for several years." Wen Min said softly. I borrowed the legendary Tianyin Qin and didn't know how beautiful the sound was.

Song Zhao smiled and said, "A Yu, if you forget how to play, just say it, dad won't laugh at you!"

Wen Min gave Song Feng a look, and Song Feng quickly shut up.

Old husband and wife, at this age, their affection is still as good as when they were young. Song Feng is not afraid of heaven or earth in this life, but he is afraid that Wen Min is unhappy.

"I can." Song Qingyu nodded slightly.

It was late at night, the windows were open and the sun was shining outside.

Song Feng put the Tianyin Qin by the window and pushed Song Qingyu's wheelchair over.

Song Qingyu closed his eyes slightly, opened it after a while, and gently stroked the strings of the piano with his slender fingers.

But after a moment, Wen Min's eyes became wet.

Because the song played by Song Qingyu was a gift for the birthday of his mother Wen Min when she was fifteen years old. Five years have passed since now.

Song Feng held Wen Min's hand, and the couple watched Song Qingyu finish playing a soothing song.

How beautiful the tone of Tianyinqin is, Wen Min doesn’t feel much. I just feel that listening to Song Qingyu play this song for her again, all the waiting, longing, worries and concerns in the past are not worth mentioning.

Song Qingyu knew that he was not as good as the real Song Qingyu because he was not very interested in piano skills.

This song was heard by Yun Yao when Song Qingyu was writing it and recorded it.

"Okay!" Song Qian held his hands, "Good song, good piano, good son!"

That night, Ye Ling thought Nangong Heng might come, but she had practiced until dawn and no one came.

But Ye Ling got up and got out of bed, looked at the room, and always felt that something was wrong.

A stool was pushed under the table for most of the time. Ye Ling leaned over and pulled it out, and the tablecloth was shaking. There was something clearly under the table.

Ye Ling looked inexplicably, lifted up the tablecloth and pulled out an exquisite basket from below.

Inside the basket, there was a basket of bright cherries!

Feeling a hint of cold air, Ye Ling saw that the basket was double-layered. He lifted the interlayer and there were broken ice inside, which had mostly melted, and a pool of water stains flowed on the ground.

Needless to think, Nangong Heng sent this rare thing. It is said that it is only planted in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and the number is not large. It is specially supplied to the royal family and cannot be seen elsewhere.

The basket is very exquisite. Ye Ling guessed that it might be one of the gifts brought to Emperor Chu by the Eastern Jin royal family. He must have spent a lot of effort on it all the way.

Ye Ling could even imagine that Nangong Heng came here last night and secretly hid the basket, waiting for her to find it...

However, Ye Ling realized again that her strength was still very different from that of Nangong Heng. Although Nangong Heng entered the house, she should not be unaware of anything. Fortunately, she was a friend and had no malice. If it was an enemy, it would be troublesome.

So, during breakfast, there was a plate of red cherries on the table, which looked particularly attractive.

"What is this?" Ye Chen's little face was surprised, "It looks delicious!"

"Baby, come and try it. After eating, I spit the seeds." Ye Ling smiled and grabbed a small bowl for Ye Chen and placed it in front of him.

Ye Chen tasted one and his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

When Ye Ying saw this rare thing, he knew that it must have been secretly sent by Nangong Heng. However, since Ye Ling had accepted it, there was no need to be pretentious. She only ate a few, and after Ye Chen finished eating the small bowl, he would not let him eat it.

Ye Jing didn't eat much, and he thought about leaving more for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen still wanted to eat it, Ye Ling smiled and said, "Baby, the rest is yours. I will keep it for you. I will eat it next time."

"Okay!" Ye Chen nodded obediently, and under Ye Ying's gaze, he took the spoon and ate by himself.

Now that midsummer has arrived, the climate in Southern Chu is hotter than that of the other three countries.

In the palace, in the noble family, it is common to use ice cubes to relieve heat. There are businessmen who specialize in ice making and selling ice. The price of ice cubes is similar to that of silver wire carbon for heating in winter. As long as you have money, you can enjoy it.

Originally, there was no such thing at home, so for this basket of cherries, Ye Ling asked Yun Zhong to buy some ice cubes back.

In the Eastern Jin Posthouse, Nangong Lie received a report early in the morning that the tribute fruits he brought from thousands of miles away were gone.

"Don't look at me with the prince, you know, I will get rashes when I eat that thing. I didn't steal it!" Nangong Heng said righteously.

Nangong Lie asked someone to check it out, but he didn't find out the reason. He could only make a new gift list and remove that item.

After a while, Ye Ling was in the pharmacy. After listening to Yun Zhong’s report, the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Princess of the Eastern Jin Dynasty came to visit.

Ye Ling put down what was in his hand and frowned. What the hell is Nangong Heng doing? He also brought his sister with him?

"Please sit in Wuhua Pavilion and let Xueqing have some refreshments. I'll go there soon." Ye Ling finished speaking, and then went back to Xiuzhuxuan to change his clothes, and asked Ye Jing and Ye Chen to come over, and told them not to make a fuss when they saw "beauty brother" and "beauty uncle" and just pretend to be the first time they met.

Ye Jing nodded seriously, Ye Chen seemed to understand but not understand.

Ye Ling walked into Wuhua Pavilion, Nangong Heng smiled and stood up, bowing: "General Ye, we're meeting again."

"I'm lucky to know the Seventh Prince of Nangong." Ye Ling returned the gift. He was polite and smirked, who wouldn't?

Ye Ling's eyes turned slightly and saw the girl beside Nangong Heng.

Nangong Wen, the eighth princess of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, is fifteen years old this year. She has a petite figure, round face, round eyes, transparent white skin, and a light pink skirt. Yuxue is exquisite.

"This is..." Nangong Heng spoke to introduce, and Nangong Wen pushed Nangong Heng away, came forward, looked at Ye Ling, and showed a sweet and lovely smile: "General Ye, I am Nangong Wen, the eighth princess of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. I have long been famous. It's better to see him at first sight than to hear anything! You are so beautiful!"

"Princess Nangong Eighth Princess, I'm lucky to meet you, please sit down." Ye Ling thought that the Eighth Princess of the Eastern Jin Dynasty was so cute. She was a woman and liked her when she saw her.

Ye Ling sat down, Nangong Wen sat next to her and began to ask questions from her fans.

"Sister Ye, when did you start practicing martial arts? Is martial arts particularly powerful?"

"Sister Ye, aren't you afraid that you were arranged to assassinate the Northern Hu general alone?"

"Sister Ye, how did you think of using a plan to trick the Ten Cities of Beihu? It's so wonderful!"

"Sister Ye, isn't it particularly majestic to be a general?"

...

The cute girl looked at Ye Ling with admiration. Ye Ling answered seriously one by one, and then heard Nangong Heng laughing next to her, laughing constantly.

Ye Ling glared at Nangong Heng silently, and Nangong Heng smiled even more happily.

Nangong Wen said to Nangong Heng: "Brother Qi, what are you doing? I'm talking to Sister Ye! Don't laugh!"

Nangong Heng coughed twice, got up and continued tea for Ye Ling and Nangong Wen.

"General Ye, don't you mind if I go upstairs to see the scenery?" Nangong Heng asked seriously.

"Please." Ye Ling nodded, and Nangong Heng walked upstairs lightly.

On the second floor, he fell asleep in a familiar place and a familiar bed. Last night, he stole it and came to Ye Ling with cherries. Seeing Ye Ling practicing, he didn't bother him. He sat at the table and stared at Ye Ling for the middle of the night, and went back before dawn.

Ye Ling chatted with Nangong Wen downstairs.

After asking more than a dozen questions, Nangong Wen drank a cup of tea and smiled embarrassedly: "I also want to be a general, but the prince and prince said that I can't be like this, and the seventh brother said that I can only be a general...Madam."

Nangong Wen deliberately paused in the middle and explained: "That's what my seventh brother told me at that time, but our generals of the Eastern Jin Dynasty were all old men."

Ye Ling laughed. This girl is so cute, she is also very cute when she acts coquettishly, not at all artificial.

"I admire Sister Ye so much. You are so good at both civil and military affairs, so amazing!" Nangong Wen looked at Ye Ling and said, "The most regrettable thing is that last year, when I went to Xixia with His Majesty Baili's birthday, I was going to follow the prince and the prince to go to Xixia, but before leaving, I was caught in a cold wind and cold way. Later I heard that Sister Ye and my seventh brother played a song of funeral on the day of Prince Baili's wedding, which made those who hear it hurt and those who hear it. It was so interesting to think about it. It was said that Sister Ye's piano skills were not inferior to my seventh brother."

"It's too much." Ye Ling shook her head. In terms of piano skills, she is actually a little worse than Nangong Heng.

"Sister Ye, can I take a look at Fengyinqin and Longyinqin? My piano skills are very poor, I just want to see it." Nangong Wen said, hugging Ye Ling's arm and shaking it.

Ye Ling nodded with a smile: "Of course, you wait, I'll get it."

"No need to get it, I will follow Sister Ye to see." Nangong Wen said and stood up.

At this moment, the two of them went out holding hands, and both forgot about Nangong Heng. Nangong Wen followed Nangong Heng out, but did not bring his servants.

Feng Yinqin and Long Yinqin were both in Xiuzhuxuan, and Ye Ling took Nangong Wen to her room to see.

Ye Ying next door heard the movement and did not come out.

Nangong Wen looked at two pianos, and Ye Ling took the initiative to say that she could try it. As soon as she got it, Ye Ling knew that she had just said that the bad piano skills were not humble, but really bad...

Originally, Nangong Wen was not in a hurry to leave and wanted to stay for a meal, but Emperor Chu sent someone to ask Ye Ling to enter the palace.

"Sister Ye, go quickly, don't worry about me. I'll go find my brother Qi and go back together. I'll come to find you to play next day." Nangong Wen said with a smile.

"Mo Zhu, help me see Princess Nangong Ba."

Ye Ling finished speaking and asked Yun Zhong to prepare a horse and left the palace to go to the palace.

Nangong Wen returned to Wuhua Pavilion and went up the second floor. She saw Nangong Heng sleeping soundly.

"Brother Seven, get up quickly!" Nangong Wen hurried to pull Nangong Heng, "This is Sister Ye's house. Why do you sleep when you lie here? It's so rude."

Nangong Heng, who was pulled up, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Little... Where are you sister Ye?"

"His Majesty the Emperor Chu is looking for Sister Ye. She has entered the palace. Let's go." Nangong Wen pushed Nangong Heng, "Brother Seven, come down quickly!"

Nangong Heng was a little regretful. He originally wanted to take his sister to have a meal at Prince Jing's Mansion, but it seemed that it was not a coincidence today.

Nangong Heng got out of bed, Nangong Wen went up to fold the bedding neatly, and Nangong Heng stood aside and enjoyed it.

Go out of Wuhua Pavilion and Mo Zhu goes to see off the guests.

Halfway through the way, I met Ye Chen jumping towards me and came out of Songfengju.
To be continued...