Chapter 431: How is he not worthy of the princess?

With a "click", the scroll landed.
In the quiet study room, the sound was extremely clear.
Nan Baoyi hurriedly picked up the scroll and put it back into place, but he felt like a drum in his heart.
Gu Chongshan, will he be the prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty?
But as far as she knows, now the Northern Wei Dynasty has a new prince. The imperial concubine has inherited the usual beauty of the Northern Wei Dynasty and is listed as one of the four greatest princes in the world alongside Shen Yichao.
If Gu Chongshan was really the prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty...
So when he was young, what did he experience in the palace to become what he is now, and how did he live like years to this day?
It's spring night.
The moonlight was white, and the cold wind came through the window. The girl's brocade's wide sleeves swayed gently, and the white, tender and red fingertips spread a bit of coolness.
In her mind, she couldn't help but come up with a sentence:
Some people are born with original sin.
This is what Gu Chongshan said at Jianmen Pass.
She walked out of the study in a daze. A row of lanterns hung under the gallery. Gu Chongshan knelt on the futon, wiping the sandalwood huqin in front of her.
"Can you dance?"
He asked lightly.
Nan Baoyi shook his head.
In the previous life in the palace, Gu Chongshan also asked her this question.
She answered no, and then she was sent to the palace church secretary by this servant.
However, her head was gnawed by a donkey in the last life. After studying for half a month, she still didn't learn it. In the end, she was rejected by the maid of Jiaofangsi for eating too much every meal and sent her back to the West Factory directly.
In this life, she still can't dance.
She thought Gu Chongshan was going to be angry.
But not.
He looked calm: "Come here, I will teach you how to play the violin."
His piano art is top in the world, and he is willing to teach, Nan Baoyi naturally has no reason not to learn.
She stepped forward and sat down on the futon beside him.
The man explained carefully.
The night wind blew out a few lanterns, but the moonlight was clear tonight.
Nan Baoyi didn't listen to his explanation very much.
She stared at Gu Chongshan, his eyelashes were too long, and when he lowered his eyes, he almost covered most of his pupils, making it impossible for her to capture the emotions in his eyes.
The face is fair and beautiful, and the lips are as red as petals.
He was very clean, from the neckline to the cuffs, to the fingertips, all clean, and even carefully smoked the cold green lotus fragrance.
What is he talking about "bow" and "tube".
Then, the sound of the piano quietly sounded like flowing water.
The peach blossom in the small courtyard was full of trees blooming, and it was like falling snow under the moonlight, gently falling on his shoulders and robe.
Nan Baoyi hadn't studied the rhythm carefully, but she heard a kind of sadness from the sound of the piano.
Tears rolled down for no reason.
The same was true in the previous life. Every time Gu Chongshan played the piano, she would kneel and sit on the side to listen carefully, but after listening, she couldn't stop crying...
When the song ended, the hem of the girl's skirt was dyed dark.
Gu Chongshan put down the bow and raised his eyes to look at her.
The moonlight is lonely.
The girl's face was full of tears, her thin shoulders twitched lightly, she was choked with speech.
Gu Chongshan whispered, "Why cry?"
Nan Baoyi frowned: "In the sound of the nine-thousand-year-old piano, there are stories hidden... like blood on the battlefield, like a desolate palace, like an unfeeling history book, like a loyal minister being framed, like being betrayed deeply, It's like a child losing the shelter of his parents, and the love that ends without a disease..."
Gu Chongshan looked at her quietly.
After a long time, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from his face for the girl.
The fingertips touched her soft and white face, but she trembled gently and quickly retracted.
He took out a brand new white handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and carefully wiped away the tears for her, "It's just a piece of music, what can I cry? If you don't like it, I won't play it anymore."
Nan Baoyi choked.
She didn't avoid his handkerchief.
Gu Chongshan kept his eyelashes down, and the undetectable panic in the depths of his pupils quietly disappeared like a cloud of smoke in the night.
Chunlei rolled over, and a drizzle fell outside the sky.
Gu Chongshan retracted his handkerchief and whispered, "Go back to the house."
Nan Baoyi stood up with red eye circles, gave a gift, and turned to the bedroom.
The rain splashing into the gallery wet her skirts.
He watched her disappear at the end of the gallery, and said, "Go to the market and buy some skirts."
The little came out from the corner and curiously asked, "Should you buy it for Princess Baoyi? But the imperial concubine asked you to kill her, so why did you raise her first? The princess was missing, and there was an uproar outside, Xiao Yi is searching the city with the dark guard, in case it finds you—"
"idiot!"
He suddenly changed his face, raised his hand and slapped himself severely.
"The master likes her, and raising it as well. What's the matter? Our master has a noble background, how can we not be worthy of the princess?! If there is no such thing as that year, our master is the prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, how can he not be worthy of the princess? Are you worthy of the princess?!"
The little was hysterical and hideous.
The rain fell on the veranda and it was slightly cool.
Gu Chongshan closed his eyes and said dumbly: "Noisy."
The little went to buy a skirt.
Gu Chongshan stood up holding Hu Qin and stepped into the study slowly.
Outside the window, the spring rain was pattering, and the chill gradually spread, flowing along the skin to the limbs.
Gu Chongshan sat behind the bookcase and took out a book from the depths of Tizi.
The book has been turned over many times, the pages are yellow and brittle, with many patterns, explaining those things in the boudoir, between men and women.
With the help of the cage fire, even if he was thoroughly familiar with the content of the next page, he still read page by page.
Nan Baoyi's voice and smile appeared in his mind.
She doesn't think he is dirty.
She would cry for his music, and she could understand his rhythm.
On the man's beautiful face, there is a gentleness that has never been seen before.
However, the hand turning the page couldn't stop shaking slightly.
Gradually, that gentleness was replaced by hostility, and his narrow eyes panted red, tearing the page of paper.
He laughed twice and tore the entire book to pieces.
Shreds of paper are flying all over the sky, like withered petals.
He sat in the sky full of confetti and slowly closed his eyes.
Drizzle overnight.
In the early morning, Nan Baoyi got up to dress up.
I heard Gu Chongshan's piano sound last night and cried fiercely. When I got up, I felt very happy.
When she changed her clothes, she found that there were more than a dozen skirts in the closet, which were extremely luxurious.
She couldn't help but smile.
Not to mention, Gu Chongshan looked at the cold stone, but he knew women well.
She picked a light yellow veil skirt and stepped out of the threshold.
Gu Chongshan just finished his breakfast in the main hall of the house.
"Nine thousand years old is wearing court clothes, is this going to enter the palace?" Nan Baoyi stepped into the threshold, "you are not afraid that I will sneak away?"
Gu Chongshan ignored her.
He cleaned his hands and left the hall with a cold face.
Nan Baoyi couldn't help raising her eyebrows.
This servant was very gentle last night, how could he be so personal this morning, so moody, he is indeed a perverted figure like the Lord Minister.
There is bird's nest porridge for breakfast.
She picked up a small bowl of tracing gold and white jade, and the golden lotus spoon was her favorite style.
She sips.
She has already guessed about Gu Chongshan's life experience.
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