Ziwei asked in confusion, "Why haven't I heard anyone mention this since I entered the palace?"
"Yes, Princess Rui was Niannian's mother, and she left a long time ago. When I was little, my mother and Princess Rui taught me together."
Qing'er smiled and nodded, explaining that when she mentioned her mother, Princess Rui, and Shen Nian, Qing'er became incredibly gentle.
I gave a brief explanation and didn't say much more.
"Feel sorry."
Hearing Qing'er's explanation, Ziwei realized she had said the wrong thing and apologized.
"It doesn't matter."
Qing'er shook her head.
"Hearing you say that reminds me of my mother. I'm just like you, but the more I play the piano, the more I feel like my mother is right beside me."
I remember when my mother was teaching me finger techniques, she spent several months teaching me just the four techniques: picking, hooking, chopping, and flicking.
My mother once thought I was too stupid and lacked talent, so she gave up on me. In order not to disappoint my mother, I studied desperately, to the point of neglecting to eat and sleep.
One day, I played a piece called "Three Variations on Plum Blossom" and startled my mother. I was probably around ten years old at the time.
Hearing Qing'er mention her mother, Ziwei also thought of her own mother. She took the opportunity to change the subject, working tirelessly day and night. She emphasized the words she uttered at the age of ten, her face filled with pride.
"Ziwei, you're amazing! 'Three Variations on Plum Blossom' is..."
Qing'er also sensed the boastfulness in Ziwei's words and gave her special praise.
It must be admitted that Ziwei is indeed quite capable.
It's not surprising that a woman with both beauty and talent would be favored by a master.
As for Ziwei's deliberate showing off, she neither noticed nor cared about it.
Only insecure people constantly flaunt their strengths.
...
"Ziwei, I can see that you have a strong will to overcome all kinds of difficulties. So where are your parents now? How could they bear to send you to the palace?"
Qing'er slowly steered the conversation into the topic.
“My mother passed away the year before last. My father left my mother before I was born to go to the palace. I had my own reasons for doing so.”
When asked why she entered the palace, a variety of unreadable emotions flashed across Ziwei's eyes, but in the end, they all turned into sadness.
"I see. But you're better off than me. I lost my parents when I was five. I understand how you feel, Ziwei. I've watched you grow up. Do you really like the master?"
Hearing Ziwei's answer, Qing'er nodded and proceeded step by step.
"Yes, I admire him. I think he is a great person."
When the Emperor was mentioned, Ziwei made no attempt to hide her affection for him, her face filled with admiration.
“Ziwei, I know that women’s admiration for heroes is probably an instinct. And Master is such a great man. Who wouldn’t admire such a man? But admiring a hero is one thing, and living with a hero is another.”
Ziwei's words made Qing'er frown.
The man is in love with the woman, but this is not a good situation. If only one party is interested, it is easier to resolve, as the emperor is not one to force people. However, if Ziwei strongly refuses, there is a high chance that she will not be taken as a concubine by the emperor.
Moreover, Erkang is clearly interested in Ziwei. Ziwei, is your ambition really that great?
Qing'er had no idea of Ziwei's true identity. Ziwei's usual meticulous care and attention to the Emperor, as well as the intense emotions in her eyes when mentioning the Emperor, made it difficult for people not to misunderstand.
Ziwei felt something was off about Qing'er's words, but hadn't said anything yet.
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