Ning Lan, who came out of the imperial study, was in a heavy mood. His father and emperor would not save his mother and concubine! Who else can help themselves now? Looking at the fallen leaves under the autumn wind, I heard the beautiful piano sound, frowned slightly and went away looking for the sound.
Three days later.
"The maidservant kowtowed to the princess."
Ning Lan, who was sitting in the Yili palace practicing the piano, saw Caishi bowing solemnly with a deep frown and asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"
"Report back to the princess and offer incense. She... Found it."
"Really? Where is she? Why didn't you see her?"
"Report back to the princess and offer incense to her... She's dead." Caishi replied timidly when she saw the princess's cold and fierce face.
"What? Where did you find it?"
"Report back to the princess. Early this morning, the father-in-law of the house of internal affairs sent a message that he was found in Yixiang River..."
"Well, I see. Go down."
Dead? Is she dead? Then who can prove that the witch puppet was not made by the mother Princess? Who killed Fengxiang? Is it cloud? It's been three days and Tianmu hasn't come back... What can I do?
"Lan'er, you played this piece wrong." Mei Fei walked into Yili palace with a light smile, looked at Ning Lan gently and said softly.
"Empress Mei Fei, this song is really difficult to play. LAN Er is clumsy and insults the lyrics and songs!"
Mei Fei's voice, like a green warbler, sounded in Ning Lan's ear: "come on, this piano song is played like this... When playing the piano, if your heart has miscellaneous thoughts, how can you understand the beauty in your piano music?"
"I would like to follow the instructions of Princess Mei."
"Lan'er, don't worry! This song Gong Yan can be played slowly. If you want to be quick, you can't reach it. Don't..."
"Yes, Princess Mei, my son wrote it down."
"You all go down... Come on, Lan'er, how about picking some chrysanthemums and making tea with the palace?"
"Lan'er, do you know the benefits of chrysanthemum tea?"
Ning Lan looked at the beautiful and elegant empress Mei Fei and gently shook her head.
"Lan'er, this brocade box contains the method of making chrysanthemum tea that our palace has studied in recent days. Today, our palace will give it to you. Our palace will give it to you!" Mei Fei smiled with profound meaning.