Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (5)

The eldest prince is a very sensible child, it is hard to imagine that he is only three years old. Just seeing him, Yin Sunu couldn't help but think of the affectionate words of the emperor and her, and she gave it to others in an instant. If the concubine Yin really spoiled the sixth house like the legend, why would other people be born into princes? It.

But the world only believes what they hear, and they don't care about what is inside.

The child in front of him was made by the other woman when the person said he loved her. He looked so healthy and lovely, and he looked so much like the emperor. Yin Su-nv is obviously happy, but she can't help but feel obscure and indistinguishable.

At this moment, the emperor's voice suddenly came: "What is a good day today, the emperor and concubine are here to play in the imperial garden?"

Yin Sunu lowered her head and said nothing, but in her heart she was thinking that the emperor would basically not come to the imperial garden in the morning. Is this coming today intentionally or unintentionally? Or... Is he afraid that she would hurt him and Queen Zhou's children?

This makes sense. After all, unlike the other two children, Empress Zhou was pregnant with the eldest prince for the same time as herself. The seven-month-old fetus that she could not save, Empress Zhou gave birth in peace. Of course, there was a signal from the emperor, but from the perspective of fate, how could it not be embarrassing.

This is destiny. You will never be controlled, and you don't care how much suffering you have suffered, how many sins you have suffered. If it comes, you have to bear it.

The eldest prince may have not seen the emperor for some time, but now he is very happy when he sees it, and his little face blushes: "Father, the son is playing with the imperial concubine!"

"Noble concubine?" Hearing this, the emperor looked at Yin Sunu with a smile. "You should call her mother concubine."

Yin Sunu felt nauseous when she heard these two words, she didn't want to be called a mother by a child who was not in her stomach. "No need, whatever the prince's name is."

The emperor saw that she didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he sat down beside her and took her hand. Yin Sunu tried to struggle, but she didn't break away, and it was not good to not give the emperor face in front of the prince. The emperor successfully held her hand, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows also revealed a sense of joy, but they were hidden well, and Yin Sunu's attention was not on him, so she didn't see it.

The eldest prince looked left and right. He felt that the noble concubine's words were more important, so he ran to Yin Sunu and asked her curiously, "Where did the noble concubine come from? Why did I see you for the first time?"

When the emperor heard this question, she couldn’t help being a little stiff, but Yin Sunu didn’t care, she didn’t even glance at him, and she lowered her head and told the eldest prince: “Because your father is so bad, he doesn’t like you to play with me, and I’m afraid you play with me. I won't play with him after that."

When the eldest prince heard this, he showed a clear expression, "Father is ashamed."

To be honest, Yin Sunu's answer was unexpected to the emperor. He didn't expect that Yin Su's daughter would be so gentle to the eldest prince, but he thought about it again, if he hadn't pushed her to the extreme, she would have been a gentle and kind person. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the big prince and said, "It's not the father's. If you want to play with the noble concubine in the future, just play with the noble concubine."

Compared with the delighted little guy, Yin Sunu was not well. She raised her brows slightly and wondered if there was something wrong with the emperor. He was not afraid that she would choke him and the son of Empress Zhou to death?

But to such a small point, Yin Sunu didn't feel embarrassed to say her refusal. She also smiled at the eldest prince. When there was no one around, she and the emperor were the only two left. Then she raised her eyes and asked, "Holy here. What does it mean, if the queen's wife knows about it, the concubine can't afford it."

Emperor Ding Yangyang looked at her for a long time and asked her: "Susu, are you jealous?"

Yin Sunu chuckled, and shook her head for a while and sighed: "This is really interesting to ask, I hope the concubine is magnanimous, but also hope that the concubine will be jealous." She chose the second one before she was alive, so she exchanged it for a burnt jade. End, and now, she doesn't want to choose either, she firmly believes that God will descend for her due destiny.

After the emperor asked, he felt quite ridiculous. It was really meaningless to ask these questions. Between him and Yin Sunu, it was no longer clear in a few words.

It's just that if he didn't take the initiative to talk to Yin Su Nuv, she would not take the initiative to pay attention to him anyway, so the emperor looked at the Pipa placed on the table and asked: "How can I bring Pipa to the Royal Garden? "

His eyes were too hot and complicated, but he had obviously seen this Pipa many times. From taking her out of the cold palace to the present, the emperor's attitude towards Pipa is really intriguing. Yin Sunu has heard of the word "rebirth". Compared to her kind of ghosts who can only live again after hardships, some people are naturally favored by God and can do it again without paying any price. How has God ever been fair? ?

But unfairness itself is a destiny imposed on the world.

"I like it so much." Yin Sunu broke away from the emperor's hand and held the Pipa in her arms. Her eyes were gentle and tender, and her white fingertips swept across the piano inch by inch. In the eyes of the emperor, his whole body was hot as if he was touched by her. When Yin Sunu's fingers were slowly spinning around on the Qin, he actually felt that he had been molested.

"So take it day and night, and take it wherever you go, whether you are alive or dead."

The emperor stared into Yin Su-nu's eyes, as if he wanted to read something from her eyes, such as affectionate, loving, nostalgic... but in the end he didn't see anything. Maybe Yin Sunu didn't want to be seen by him, maybe, no more.

Yin Sunu began to play the pipa again. With her fingers gently plucked on the strings, the snow-white strings made a moving sound, which was familiar and unfamiliar to the emperor's ears.

During the period, he tried to touch the pipa, but finally controlled himself, because he saw Yin Su-nu's eyes, calmly, waiting to accept something.

Maybe he is not unique.

Who can guarantee that God only cares for himself?

Even if he is the emperor, he does not have such confidence.

The emperor listened to the whole piece in silence. This is the one that Yin Sunu played in Lenggong. She studied the pipa since she was a child, and she used a pair of skillful hands to express her joys and sorrows. When she used to betray her, the emperor heard There have been so many tunes, and there is no lack of impressive ones, but Yin Su-nu is playing this one at the moment, and he doesn't know what the name is.

So he asked: "This song...does it have a name?"

Yin Sunu said: "It didn't exist in the first place, but it happened later."

"What's this name?"

She looked at him firmly for a while, and said word by word: "White, bone, sound."

The emperor gasped sharply.

"The saint should really want to know why it is called this name." Yin Sunu plucked the strings and looked towards the horizon. The sun was just right, colorful and full of green, but she was not happy at all. "Because these are the sorrows and sighs that the dead can utter. Even if the living people have scores, they won't be able to play them."

This is the song of the dead.

The emperor’s eyes were already very obvious, but Yin Sunu said nothing, and she didn’t even look at it, because she understood everything, but she didn’t want to talk to the emperor about everything-let it be dark if it should be dark. Going down, suddenly placed under the sun, all darkness has nowhere to hide, then it will only be more embarrassing.

By the time she raised her head, the emperor had controlled her facial expression. Yin Sunu could not see his psychological activity from his appearance, so she said to the emperor: "The concubines are running out, saint, please let Rongchen concubine leave first. ."

The emperor stood up and said, "I will go back with you."

In fact, she just didn't want to go back with him, this kind of thing should be tacit understanding to each other, but even if the emperor could think of her rebirth, he would never think of the price she paid for it.

The emperor naturally thought of it. In fact, when he went to pick up Yin Su-nu in the cold palace, but she did not show joy, he had a faint feeling-it seemed that something was different.

Because of having to live again, he regretted his life, and therefore did not stay in the Jucui Palace, but he didn't know why he didn't kill Yin Sunu. Obviously, if you kill her, there is no risk of her life, right?

Maybe he wanted to know what had changed the gentle and kind Yin Su-nv so that she could do such cruel things as murder, skinning and bone removal.

No, maybe he knew it.

Love.

And jealousy.

Because of love is jealous, because of not being loved, jealousy gradually becomes hate.

But is he not wrong?

Because he is the emperor, the ninth-five-year-old, then deceived a weak woman's love and trust, and finally turned his back on her, leaving her alone in the desolate and cold palace for thirteen years. Isn't he right?

Ordinary men are fortunate enough to be scornful, so why can they be spared because they are the emperor.

The emperor had only Jiangshan in his heart. At that time, the power of the national division was rampant, and the first emperor was indulged in sensuality without asking the government. It can be said that when he became the throne, it was the most dangerous and easy to collapse year for the entire dynasty.

But-anyway, even if he has countless reasons, Yin Sunu is innocent.

She just loved him and trusted him, but ended up like that in the end. Therefore, the emperor could not start to kill her, of course there was guilt in it, and there was also an unknown affection.

The emperor couldn't help thinking, why did she cry when she started killing him?

While crying, he stretched his hand into his chest, holding out a bright red heart, and he could even see her painful soul through her eyes. It was he who dyed her black, causing her to embark on a path of no return with a deep hatred and self-rejection.

Half of that pipa is his bones.

The other half belonged to Yin Sunuv.