This person, this scene, had a familiar feeling to him. And this feeling seemed to come from far away.

Feng Qianyue, who was opposite of him, raised his wine cup and placed it to his lips as he slowly savored the taste. The night candle light fell upon his angular face, and a trace of gloominess condensed within his eyes.

"Something has happened to Lian Lian Fang, Lian Xiang is rushing back to the house, many people want to see the Lian family become a joke, but Lian Meng Yue is still so calm. She is telling others that nothing will happen to Lian Lian family. She's not that old, but it's rare for her to be so calm and magnanimous. It's just a pity that she's still not getting along with Fourth Prince. " Beside him, the Tenth Prince, Feng Rong, shook his head in regret as his gaze fell on Lian Meng Yue.

"How about you marry her?" Feng Qianyue said.

"Puchi …" Feng Rong instantly spat out as he looked at Feng Qianyue in astonishment. "Fourth Royal Brother, I still don't plan on getting married."

"You have to make your plans. Tenth royal brother, if you don't, then there's no room for your plans. Think of becoming a concubine." Feng Qianyue drank the wine in his cup and said.

The expression on Feng Rong's face slowly froze, and the hand holding the wine cup slowly exerted force.

"At the moment, I have the Duke of Xiao. If you had a courier, what would happen in the imperial court?" Feng Qianyue pursed his lips and took another sip of wine, a faint smile on his lips.

At this time, a song, "One Cut Plum", ended. The woman put down her lute, and the hall was filled with this sad and lingering music for a long time.

The moment the woman raised her head, Zhou Chengdi was startled and stood up. His gaze fell on the woman's face and was attracted by the cinnabar mole on her forehead. He muttered, "Zining …"

However, just as he stood up and was about to approach her, the lady holding the lute had already retreated and disappeared.

Zhou Chengdi was startled. Then, he slowly sat back down and muttered to himself,

"I must be seeing things …"

By the side, both the imperial concubine Xu Xian and the imperial concubine Liang noticed the change in Emperor Zhou's expression. They looked at each other, and the imperial concubine asked gently, "Did the emperor suddenly think of something?"

"No, no …" Zhou Chengdi sat down and said as he looked at the place where the woman was playing.

Xu Xianfei and Royal Concubine Liang looked at each other — what was going on? The Emperor looked unusual.

Xu Xianfei shot a look at the mama by her side, telling her to find the person who had just played the zither. Since it was the emperor's intention, she had to find a way to send it to the emperor's side.

She had a rare cinnabar mole on her brow. That cinnabar mole made her look like a pure white porcelain doll.

When Zhou Cheng Di saw her face, he suddenly stood up. Due to the distance between them, she couldn't see the expression on his face …

After the banquet had ended, Lian Ruyue thought back to that lute playing girl from tonight in her mind.

"Cold brow."

Just as she finished her sentence, Leng Mei walked in one after the other — "Eldest Miss."

"At today's banquet, go investigate the woman who sang 'Cut Plum'."

"Yes."

That night, in the middle of the night, a melodious and mournful sound of a lute could be vaguely heard from within the villa. Zhou Chengdi woke up from his dream and stood up.

Imperial Concubine Liang noticed the commotion and hurriedly followed suit. She grabbed a bright yellow cloak and draped it over his shoulders, saying, "Your majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Perhaps because I'm getting on in age, This Emperor suddenly feels sad. Imperial Concubine, you don't have to worry about This Emperor. This Emperor will go out for a walk, and Feng Degui will follow." As Zhou Chengdi spoke, he stepped out, and Feng Degui hurried to follow.

Zhou Chengdi walked out of the yard and headed towards the depths of the garden.

"Feng Degui, who's talking about the lute so late in the night …"

"Your majesty, the musicians today should have been driven away by this servant." He was about to call someone to stop the person playing the lute, but Zhou Chengdi had already followed the source of the sound.

As he walked into the courtyard, he saw a woman in white was playing with a lute with a mournful expression, as if she was thinking about something. When she sensed that someone was approaching, she hurriedly stood up and raised her head.

"Your Majesty, your servant, your servant …"

"What's your name?" Zhou Chengdi asked.

"This servant's name is Su, Su Huan Xiao …" "Your servant felt that she didn't play well at today's banquet, so I decided to practice it during the night. I didn't think that I would disturb the emperor. Your servant deserves to die." Su Han Xiao trembled in fear. Tears were about to fall from his watery eyes.

"No problem, I can't fall asleep. Play it again for me." Zhou Chengdi waved his hand, and a guard immediately brought him a stool to sit on.

"Yes, this servant obeys …" Su Han Xiao accepted the order and returned to the place where he had been sitting.

"Red Lotus Incense and Remnants of Jade Stomp Autumn …"

The night was cool and the moonlight poured down silently. Zhou Chengdi stared at the woman before him as his gaze became distant. In his mind, the girl that died under his sword became clearer and clearer, gradually becoming one with the person in front of him.

"Zining, Zining..." "In the end, it is I who have let you down. 18 years have passed, are you still hating me …" Zhou Chengdi murmured.

When Su Han Xiao heard the name the Emperor called, he could not help but slowly raise his head. He looked at the Emperor with a puzzled expression and asked,

"Your majesty, who is Zining?"

Zhou Cheng Di was pulled back from his thoughts. He then looked at the young appearance before him and asked, "Your age?"

"Reporting to the emperor, this servant is 18 years old this year." Su Han Xiao replied.

"Eighteen, Eighteen. At that time, she was also as old as you …" A trace of a smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Cheng Emperor's lips.

"Your Majesty, she …" But your lover? " Su Han Xiao gathered up his courage and asked.

Zhou Chengdi stood up, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and walked out of the room. Su He stood there with a smile on his face as he watched Zhou Chengdi leave. A hint of a smile flashed across his face.

Over the next few days at the banquet, Su Han Xiao continued to sit in front of the hall and sing a song, "One Cut Plum". At the banquet, Su Han Xiao continued to sit in front of the hall and sing a song, "One Cut Plum".

Xu Xianfei and Imperial Concubine Liang could only give up. This time, they couldn't figure out what was going on with Zhou Chengdi. The people he liked in the past had been used to enrich the harem. What was going on this time?

Pingzhou, Drunken Immortal Tavern, second floor.

The hall had always been filled with distinguished guests, but since the restaurant was reserved for the entire second floor, the Courtesan Belle of Drunken Immortal Restaurant, Liu Xuewu, played the zither for him alone.

At this moment, Liu Xue Wu was sitting in the center.

She wore a pink rose dress with scattered flowers on it. A silver ribbon was tied around her waist with a butterfly shaped jade pendant attached to it. Her face was painted with exquisite makeup and her eyes seemed to be brimming with radiance.