No matter how carefully the other party protected him, but over twenty years, this white fox mask has long been outdated, the cinnabar traces of clouds and thunder faded and dim, and even the tether has been worn and broken.

Chen Jiang stared at the mask.

Danfeng's eyes gradually became bloody red. She picked up the mask and her hands trembled violently.

I stroked the clouds and thunders little by little with my fingertips. These patterns were drawn by her by myself back then, and she could recognize them at a glance...

But he had already died many years ago, why did the mask she gave him appear here?

The sound of the piano was vaguely lingering in his ears. In a trance, Chen Jiang seemed to have returned to the colorful time when he was young and traveled with him to the south of the Yangtze River.

They stayed in this wind and snow temple at night.

There are many floods in spring and summer, and the people nearby like to choose to worship the Dragon King during this season. There are bonfires all over the long night. She and he often hide behind the Dragon King statue and eat tributes. It is also in this temple. She told him that she likes him...

Today's revisiting the Qinhuai River and the Fengxue Temple is of great significance to her.

Chen Jiang turned around and shouted in all directions: "Are you still here? You are not dead?! If you are not dead, if you remember me, why haven't you come to see me for more than 20 years? Zhaonu, you are so cruel!"

There was silence around, and the sound of the river flowing eastward came not far away, like the ever-desolate spring light.

Chen Jiang did not see the man appear for a long time and angrily overturned the Qin case.

The guqin fell to the ground and made a sharp roar, which shocked Nan Baoyi.

She looked at Chen Jiang, and the other party was holding the white fox mask tightly. The eyes of the phoenix were covered with blood, and tears were circling in her eyes, but she was stubborn and refused to let them fall.

Nan Baoyi's eyes fell on the mask again.

Look familiar.

After a moment, she raised her eyebrows.

She had seen this mask in Xiao Yu's bedroom!

She hesitated and said, "I have a word, I don't know whether to say it or not..."

Chen Jiang was deeply trapped in his own emotions and sternly said: "Get out!"

Nan Baoyi refused to leave and said to himself: "I have seen this mask in the emperor's bedroom. He loves treasures and keeps them very carefully... The person who plays the piano here today is probably not your old friend, but the emperor... He secretly crossed the river and also chose to retrace the Qinhuai River and the Fengxue Temple today. He played the music of that year. Could it be to commemorate the love between you and the piano master?"

Chen Jiang stared at her fiercely.

Nan Baoyi silently shut her mouth.

Chen Jiang was still holding the mask, immersed in complex emotions.

Nan Baoyi held it in for a moment and couldn't help but say again: "I suddenly had a bold idea, Empress, do you think the zither of the zither back then could be the emperor? He always wore a mask, and you have never seen his face..."

Chen Jiang's emotions were completely disrupted by her wild imagination.

The tears that were brewing could not flow out, and her voice was cold: "If the piano player today is Xiao Yu, then he was pretending to be mysterious and attracting my attention. As for you, Nan Baoyi, if you talk about it, I will throw you down from the river to worship the Dragon King."

She walked out with a calm face.

Nan Baoyi refused to stop and followed: "I don't understand why you fell in love with a man who has never seen his true face... Are you not afraid that he is an ugly monster? What if you wear a mask to cover up the slut on your face, you-"

Chen Jiang interrupted her mercilessly: "Come, throw her down the river."

"I'm wrong with Empress!" Nan Baoyi said with a whisper. "The piano master you fell in love with must be extremely beautiful. It is a marriage made by heaven and heaven. If you are together, you will be matched with the top immortals. If you are not together, it will be incompatible with heaven!"

Chen Jiang really wanted to slap her twice.

Nan Baoyi followed her onto the long-eaves of green gauze and couldn't help looking back at the Fengxue Temple.

The smile on the little face was gradually replaced by condensation.

if……

If the pirano master was really Xiao Yu...

She looked at Chen Jiang.

The other party was lowering his eyes and caressing the white fox mask with care.

If the piano master was Xiao Yu and Empress Chen, what would she do?

The green gauze cart gradually walked away along the Qinhuai River.

In the temple of wind and snow.

The statue of the Dragon King was covered with thick gray, and a figure leaned quietly behind the Dragon King King. The sun shone in through the window. His face was pale and handsome, with his lowered phoenix eyes calmly, without the greasiness or secularity of middle-aged people.

He brushed his snow-white wide sleeves and slowly walked out of the Dragon King statue.

He didn't expect that she would come to Fengxue Temple too, so he hid in a hurry and couldn't take away the mask.

He leaned over and picked up the guqin and relocated it to the qin table.

He sat down with his robe and his long fingers with distinct joints gently stroked the strings.

The sound of the piano is chilly.

When he was young, he fell in love with her at first sight and was angry when he learned that she refused to accept the marriage, and even disobeyed the will of the royal family and the Shen family and ran away from home.

The father was also dissatisfied and cursed: "I am only a woman. Can't my royal prince still marry a better girl from a noble family? From tomorrow, I will choose the crown princess for you and I will definitely want the most beautiful one in the world!"

He was at the age of high spirits, and even his eyebrows were very energetic: "The woman of the son minister, the son minister will chase him. A woman is like a wild horse. The more powerful the person is, the more he likes it!"

So he went on a private visit and followed her whereabouts all the way to Jiangnan.

He tried to get rid of his former domineering and unyieldingness, and also learned from the scholars in Jiangnan. He wore white clothes better than snow. He also learned to be gentle, restrained and elegant, and also learned to hide without revealing his pretentiousness. As expected, he easily tricked her to her side.

That year, they came back from a tavern. He sat under the Dragon King statue to play the piano. She was drunk and pulled out her sword readily and danced with the sound of the piano.

Her pretty face was red, and she recited the poems and songs of the previous dynasty loudly, and the songs were full of joy.

She threw away the sword, unbuttoned the two buckles in her strong suit, and suddenly knelt down next to him.

Her breathing was full of the sweetness of the green plum wine, which disturbed his mind in an instant.

She hooked his neck and her warm breath fell on his cheeks, making him itchy.

She caressed his Adam's apple restlessly, with red eyes full of charm and red lips slightly opened, and she spoke the most beautiful love words in the world: "Zhaonu, I like you...will you marry me?"

He was instantly passionate and wanted to jump up and turn thirty times!

He was concerned about the gentle impression he gave her, tried to suppress his excitement, and his face was deep and indifferent: "You once said that you have a engagement with the royal prince. How can I marry a woman who is engaged?"

At that time, she was still domineering and asked calmly: "Do you love me?"

He wanted to say love, but he didn't want to use this identity to say it.

So he pretended to be profound and lowered his eyes, just playing the piano quietly, thinking about when it would be best to reveal his true self to her.

However, such silence was rejection in her eyes.
Chapter completed!