Li Zhao didn't say too many words, let alone kowtow. His eyes were empty and hidden in his deep eyes. His steps were slow and a little unsteady, but he couldn't awaken the sorrow caused by loneliness.
His face was full of loneliness, and his voice was extremely deep.
There were countless people in front of him, but he didn't seem to see it. It seemed that there was only that beautiful silhouette, getting further and further away.
He took the wheat from the host and put it to his mouth. Fittingly, music that had never been heard before in Da Qin sounded, so ethereal, so depressing and thought-provoking.
This is the music of Li Zhao's previous life. Of course he bought it from the department store in advance. He doesn't want anything else but to sing for his beloved.
The tone is obscure, the instruments are mixed, and the sound quality is excellent. At this moment, the beautiful prelude music echoes throughout the space.
In an instant, the world fell into silence, tens of thousands of people held their breath, and the entire Shanglin Garden reverberated with the music.
Some people were so surprised that they covered their mouths, some closed their eyes, bathing in this beauty, and some even stared at the solemn person on the stage.
The Qin Dynasty was not without musical instruments, with the harps resonating and the shengs and flutes accompanying them, but they were only primitive musical instruments. How could they compare with the advanced musical instruments two thousand years later?
How could there be such a sound? They were instantly immersed.
The rhyme sometimes rises and falls, sometimes low and swirls, hitting the bottom of my heart and making me feel breathless. But at this moment, the deep voice sang:
"The flowers bloom again, as if we can see each other, waiting for you, spanning three thousand years, going through bitterness, in fact, I still want to meet, lingering and dreaming with the shadow."
Although the sound quality is not top-notch, under such music, it can cover up everything.
This is the sound of waiting. It is a sound that comes from three thousand years. It is the voice of a man who is thinking about a woman. It is so pitiful and intoxicating.
This sound is so refreshing that it brings out everyone's emotions and reverberates to the depths of their hearts.
This word can move people to tears, breaking through the emotional defense line and flowing out like a tide.
"In the light, I am lonely, the white flowers are dying, people are gradually disappearing, everything is irreversible, like a dream, in my heart"
The words are not as elegance and incomprehensible as the Book of Songs, and there are no gorgeous words. There is only the comfort of the heart, the lust that washes away the beauty of the world, and the heart that cannot let go.
But it did not hinder everyone's feelings. They seemed to be completely immersed in the music and words, especially the shocking amplification of the dynamic sound, which touched their hearts even more.
"Waiting for you, I was left behind for three thousand years in my previous life, wandering in my dreams, with unfinished hope."
As the lyrics slowly flowed out of the lonely mouth, the atmosphere in the open space also became silent. No one spoke, and there was no noise. It was as if everyone was bathed in it, and it was impossible to describe the emotions that were about to come out.
"Miss, Xiaoting thinks it sounds good. I didn't expect that the event would be so effective. Our trip is not in vain!" Xiaoting couldn't help but jumped up and said happily as she listened. She even tugged on Shiya's sleeves, which showed her excitement. .
Shiya didn't seem to hear it. At this moment, she closed her eyes, her body was trembling slightly, and her hands clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, but the intoxication was obvious.
It's so real, so unusual.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
When Xiaoting saw that the young lady didn't answer her, she looked back with a pouted mouth, only to find that the young lady's face was as red as a ripe red apple, with the shyness of a woman in a boudoir and the reserve of a virgin, and her expression was so complicated.
When someone noticed that something was wrong, Shiya quickly opened her eyes. There was wet liquid in the corners of her eyes. She quickly wiped it away with her hands and said with a smile: "It's nothing, nothing."
But that evasive expression had given her away.
Xiaoting's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "Miss, you are moved. Yes, you are really moved. It's a miracle. Miss was actually moved."
The young lady is beautiful but has a cold face. Even if the princes, nobles and princes show favors, they have no expression, let alone emotion. But at this moment, the young lady smiled and became shy.
Is she emotional?
"Nonsense! I just hurt my eyes from the wind."
Shiya hurriedly explained that Xiaoting was boring and could only say to herself innocently: "Yes, the wind is so strong that it is normal for the wind to hurt the eyes, but the music is really good, and Xiaoting can't help but cry."
After she finished speaking, she whimpered and wiped her eyes.
"I just don't know who is the person who sang this music? Looking at the lonely figure, it must be the singer that Shanglinyuan found from among the people!"
There are singers among the people, such as Gao Jianli and Jing Ke. Before Jing Ke assassinated Qin, the two of them were beside the Yishui River. One was building and the other was singing. It was so tragic, but both of them died in hatred in the end.
"Gao Jianli's voice is like nothing else!"
Rumors about Gao Jianli are still circulating.
"Gao Jianli" Shiya paused, "He is also a passionate person, but there are very few of them in the world."
"Why can't I meet such a dedicated person? The music of the harp and the music, the husband singing and the wife accompanying him, what a pleasure it is, how rare it is!"
Shiya seems to be feeling something and can't help but sigh.
"Quite a few, isn't there one here?" Xiaoting pointed fiercely at the person on the stage. At this moment, he was entering into a soulful performance. If you could see clearly, you would definitely see a tear escaping from the corner of his eye and falling everywhere. , shining with crystal light under the light.
"He is indeed so, but who is he?"
Although Shiya could see the figure and the thin face, she had never seen this person before.
But she could see infatuation in this person, and the feeling of crying for her. Suddenly, she was startled, and she knew instantly that this was deep love.
Although this person is singing, he is expressing his deep feelings.
Who does he have such deep affection for, so that he can sing such refreshing music and make people cry when listening to it? What has he experienced, and why is the He family girl so favored?
Her requirements for love are not high, she just wants someone to be affectionate for her, but why haven't she met him yet?
"In the light, I am lonely, the white flowers are gone, people are gradually scattered, everything is irreversible, like a dream, in my heart" I sing softly along with the music, "Who is irreversible with him, and makes him lonely, the white flowers are gone, pitiful People are so affectionate."
Gradually, Shiya discovered that she had developed a strong interest in this person.
"Waiting for you, I was left behind for three thousand years in my previous life, wandering in my dreams, with unfinished hope."
Shiya smiled bitterly, feeling that she was being ridiculed by God. This person was willing to wait for three thousand years for her, but no one was willing to wait for her for even one moment. How miserable!
"Who is he? Don't you know?"
Hearing Shiya chanting something in a deep voice, and not knowing who the singer was, Master Feng couldn't help but come over and look at her inexplicably, making Shiya feel embarrassed.
Seeing Shiya's embarrassed look, she couldn't help but smile softly and said, "The singer is Young Master Shanglinyuan, Li Zhaoye."
"You can't believe it! Such an outstanding person can even sing music so movingly. The young master is really not a human being."
"It's just that I don't know why he was so sad. Even I was moved."
Involuntarily, Mr. Feng gently blew his nose to show that he was really moved.
The words were spoken casually, but the listener was thoughtful.
"Li Zhao, he is actually Li Zhao." Shiya was surprised, her expression changed for a while, but her heart was beating inexplicably.
The person the emperor granted marriage to was actually him, that lonely figure, that person with deep affection in his song.
Her husband.
"What? You don't know my young master? He is yours, yours." Young Master Feng was surprised, but he wisely did not continue.
But he turned to look at the stage, "But why is he so sentimental?"
Perhaps, only Shiya can understand this! She is a deeply affectionate person.
The words ended, the music dispersed, and people looked back, but no one was making any noise, only those pairs of eyes staring brightly at the lonely figure of the person on the stage of the grand gathering.
He didn't leave.
The sound loop gradually dissipated in the sky and the earth. He stood quietly, his eyes no longer distracted, but slowly scanning, as if he was looking for something, but couldn't find it.
That feeling of loss, no one can describe.
He spoke.
"The title of this song is like a dream. It seems like it happened in a dream, but it is not a dream. I hope lovers cherish the people around them."
In the audience, Shiya was stunned when she heard this, thinking in her heart: Is there any lover who cherishes the people around him? Did he not cherish the talents around him that led to this?
Gradually, she paid attention to this husband.
The next moment, the person on the stage said again: "My clothes are getting wider and I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of Yi. This voice has been for you for three thousand years. Do you still remember that I broke my voice singing for you in the previous life, but you listened?" Until then, can you still hear it in this life?"
"The skirts of my clothes are getting wider and I don't regret it at all. I feel so sad because of Yi's disappearance? What a beautiful poem!"
Shi Ya also loves poetry as much as Yin Man. When I heard it, my heart was shocked. This poem expresses my longing for the person I love. In just a few sentences, it explains his pain.
"For whom did he languish, for whom did he endure all three thousand years, for whom did he break his voice, and who could hear him?"
"Are you talking about me?" Shiya shook her head. They had never met, so how could he sing for himself? She did not have such a blessing.
Immediately, she became sad. She was originally her husband, but he sang for others. No one could know the sadness in his heart, but she was not jealous. Isn't such a person exactly what she thought?
At this moment, a heart is blooming quietly.
At this moment, five miles away, two handsome men were standing quietly, making no sound or moving, only their weak bodies.
Although he is a man, he looks very petite, and the way he looks back and forth is that of a girl.
Even so far away, you can still hear the beautiful music.
When the song ended, the man standing under the tree trembled slightly, and uncontrollably, tears filled his eyes and flowed down his pretty face.
"This is like a dream, he can never forget it, Qiuxiang, what should I do?"
Yes, these two handsome men were disguised by Yin Man and Qiuxiang, and it was precisely in this way that they escaped the search of Shougou and others, and were not discovered even when they were still near Shanglin Garden.
In fact, she didn't go far, maybe she couldn't let go! Or maybe they were worried about his injury, so they waited quietly outside Shanglin Garden, waiting to know that Li Zhao was back as before, then she would be relieved.
"Princess, why not go back to Shanglin Garden! Qiuxiang doesn't want to see you like this."
Qiuxiang felt very uncomfortable when she saw the princess like this, so she gently held the princess's hand to show her comfort.
The princess shook her head and choked out: "Can it? We can't do it anymore." She wiped her tears gently, unable to help the tree.
Qiuxiang was silent.
Yes, it can't be done. Li Zhao is about to become the prince, and he and the princess have the same father and mother. How can they meet again? It will only increase the sadness.
"Let's go! Princess, let's go back to the palace and never see Li Zhao again."
Qiuxiang gently held the princess in her arms and helped her up.
"Go back to the palace?" Yin Man shook his head, "Can you?"
In just two words, she expressed her sadness.
Qiuxiang hesitated. She secretly learned that His Majesty would marry Li Zhao tonight. This was heartless for the princess. If she really returned to the palace, could she avoid it?
"Then let's go to Yongcheng for the time being and return to the palace after a while."
Yin Man straightened his body, his eyes were so sad: "No, I want to find the top of the snow mountain. The cave is mysterious. My mother said that if you are unhappy, maybe there is a good place to go."
This is what her mother-in-law said to her when she was a child. Although years have passed, she has never forgotten it.
"To the top of the snow-capped mountains, princess, no, no one knows what kind of place it is, let alone what dangers there are. How can you go there with your precious body? Besides, if His Majesty finds out, he will definitely be furious."
Qiu Xiang tried to persuade her anxiously, but Yin Man had already made up her mind and could not allow anyone to veto her decision.
She pushed Qiuxiang away and moved slowly, "Go back to the palace! It's not suitable for you there. If your father asks, just say that I went to find my mother."
"Princess, no!" Qiuxiang held Yinman's hand tightly, but was violently thrown away.
"Go back to the palace! This is my order."
Yinman showed her princess power, causing Qiuxiang to bow her head quickly.
Immediately, she left without looking back, and her figure gradually moved away. Qiuxiang had a bitter look on her face and pursued her with a cruel heart.
The princess treated her like a sister, how could she abandon the princess and ignore her? She couldn't be so ruthless.
But at this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly burst out from the dense forest. This laughter was very ferocious and terrifying.
"Princess Yangzi, it's such a coincidence that we are on opposite sides of the road!"
(End of chapter)
