Chapter 189 (1/2)

Qinyang's sword dance won many plum blossoms, so caiyue couldn't laugh at her. She was a little disappointed. Therefore, she felt that she was good at playing the piano and was still the emperor's favorite princess. She would be better than Qinyang, so she went on stage.

Slightly blessed, Wan Wan sat down. The jade finger was raised gently, revealing a thin and white jade finger. He stroked the piano face and thought deeply. The sound of the piano sounded in vain in the hall. The sound of the piano was euphemistic but resolute. It came from coupons, which was like noble flowing water and gurgling charm

The sound of the piano is melodious, such as mountains and flowing water. The listener is like enjoying the most beautiful scenery of nature, which makes people relaxed and happy.

I have to say that Qinyang's piano sound is still different. However, it failed to surpass Qinyang. She won as many plum blossoms as Qinyang.

After many performances, it was the turn of the mind to perform on the stage.

The soul sat in front of the piano. Just heard the person in front playing the piano, he knew it was a good piano. It was antique. He reached out and fiddled with the strings. However, everyone present looked at her quietly. However, for a long time, he didn't hear the sound of the piano. Many people who were lucky and happy laughed.

Especially when appreciating plum just now, people who are jealous of their hearts can't help laughing now. A fool who doesn't know how to play the piano is a fool. Shouldn't she be counting the strings? Ha ha ha.

The soul just observed the good piano and praised it by the way. Although it was looked at with such eyes, it was not in a hurry.

Pull out the water sleeves, the music plays slowly, the figure flows, the wind blows the fairy clothes, and the body dances with the rhythm. It's really plain and innocent. It comes to Yuli yaochi at dawn.

Pavilion green cover, Yingying plain dimple, when the makeup is washed. Taiye waves turn over, let's dance with neon clothes, break the soul and run water. Very still, the old strong fragrance and light powder, unlike flowers, people are haggard.

With the sound of the piano, my heart also sang, ”when is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is this night. I want to go back in the wind, lest it be too cold at the top of the Qionglou Yuyu, dance and make a clear shadow. How can I be in the world...”

The sound of the piano in the dust, the moon is bright and clear. When I was happy, there was a gentle breeze. From afar, there is a sound of flute, which is melodious and melodious. It is a kind of emotional charm, which complements the sound of piano in the heart.

The voice of the soul rang again, ”turn Zhuge low Qihu without sleep. There should be no hate. What's the matter? When you leave, the round people have joys and sorrows, the moon has cloudy, sunny, round and short. It's difficult to complete this ancient matter. I hope people will be beautiful for a long time...”

Although the sound of the piano is like telling, all the best times, the most brilliant wind and frost, or the original appearance, flow slowly. The sound of the piano is like a lawsuit. After thousands of sails, you can see the years to clarify your heart. When you are separated from the sea, you can precipitate all the magnificent waves. After understanding, a calm and flexible heart is buried under each note.

At the end of the song, the soul stepped down, and there were bursts of applause. A maid came with a basket of plum blossoms.

The soul took the basket back, and suddenly all kinds of eyes accompanied her, jealous, envious, hated, surprised, appreciated, curious and so on.

Anyway, these eyes are too complicated. It's estimated that no one expected that the ugly fool in the general's house would become so beautiful and have such good piano skills!

The heart came back with the plum blossom. Seeing Fangling's happy smile, he smiled and said, ”Fangling, I'll give you half. In the future, when you grow up and win the plum blossom, give me a little!”