After staying together for a long time, they will become like each other. This is the case with them. Cheng Cen cannot tell him about the poisoned wine of Su Baolin. The future depicted by Xiao Lingyao and Qin Feng at her made her heart moved, especially the women's academy that Xiao Lingyao mentioned...

If she hadn't done that, if she had no life on her hands, she could have run towards the sun, but she had the blood in her heart!

"It's time for me and my husband to go back to the table. After the county lord has finished sorting, please return as soon as possible. Don't arouse others' suspicion." Xiao Lingyao straightened her clothes and tidied up Qin Feng's clothes and wore ornaments, and then said: "Let's finish it like this for now."

Qin Feng smiled in his heart, saying that he is worthy of being Princess Jinhua. He has to be beaten to the end of the last time, and the word "六心" is used brilliantly!

What's wrong with Cheng Cen? We still need to see the results of the future, and we cannot draw conclusions today.

Qin Feng and Xiao Lingyao left hand in hand, leaving Cheng Cen alone in Bishui Pavilion. It was not until half a stick of incense that everyone saw the returned county lord Rong'an. However, she couldn't hide her paleness. Everyone asked her, and she said that she had a headache just now, so she found a place to rest for a while.

Xiao Lingyao smiled and picked up the teacup and drank it all. Seeing that Cheng Cen was also a smart person, the marks on his wrists were covered tightly.

But his face turned pale, and no one doubted that he was a headache. At this time, a lady from the Fu family was playing the guqin. This chess, calligraphy and painting are the standard features of ladies from a family, but the dance is not a must-teacher for the greats.

Dongyue thought that dancing skills were not good at pleasing men, but he also highly praised this joy. Excellent musicians in Dongyue Kingdom would be hired with a lot of money. If it were a famous musician in the world, it would be even rare for a thousand gold medals.

Five tones and eight sounds, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, and last forever.

Cheng Cen had no other thoughts at this time. He kept thinking about what Qin Feng and Xiao Lingyao said, and his mind was chaotic. At this time, a noble girl looked at the leisurely and contented Xiao Lingyao and suddenly spoke, "Your Highness's calligraphy is great, don't you know how to use musical instruments?"

Xiao Lingyao paused slightly and said with a smile: "Like the guzheng."

The guzheng, the women were in an uproar. This guzheng was extremely difficult to play. What is the level of this?

Qin Feng, who was separated by a scene, was thinking about Xiao Lingyao jumping off the beam of the room, landing lightly, and his gesture of knocking Cheng Cen out of the way. He was completely different from the usual delicate princess. Before he could figure it out, he heard her mention the gonghou.

This time, it was not just a woman's table, but the men's table banquet was also very excited. There were many practitioners of guqin, guzheng and pipa, but there were only a few practitioners of guzheng. They couldn't help but become interested, and they were all in the way.

"Can Your Highness perform a song?" Song Qingyue said enthusiastically: "I just don't know if there is a guzheng."

Cao Jing said, "It's okay, let's go back home to get it."

This place is not far from the Princess' Mansion. It takes only half a stick of incense to ride a horse and you can go back and forth, not to mention that Cao Jing himself is very skilled in light skills.

Bai Qian was quite surprised. How could Cao Jing be so active? He was reluctant to show off his highness. When he thought of what happened just now, she knew in her heart that Cao Jing wanted to let Cheng Cen see His Highness's ability and never provoke him again.

This habit of protecting a calf was developed since childhood. He couldn't bear to see Your Highness be wronged. Bai Qian curled the corners of her mouth: "That's right."

With Xiao Lingyao's permission, Cao Jing immediately returned to the mansion to get the guzheng.

The guzheng is like a small boat, with a curved neck and a hunting bow. Those who know the instruments can tell that this guzheng is fourteen strings, and they can't help but make a sound: "It's fourteen strings. In the early years, this guzheng was five or seven strings, and then it increased more and more, and it was the best to be passed to the fourteenth dynasty."

The implication is that this is the guzheng with the most strings, and it is naturally much more difficult to play.

A piece of deer skin was decorated on the guzheng. Cao Jing said, "This deer skin was hunted by His Majesty himself and rewarded him with the guzheng. His Highness cherishes this guzheng and decorates it with it."

Everyone was silent, and when they looked at the phoenix-headed pipa, they all felt a bit solemn, except for Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was also helpless. His thoughts in his bones have not changed. He has always been like to agree with the world. Isn’t it just a piece of deer skin that the emperor praised on a musical instrument? He knew that this piano was worthwhile, and as for it to be so solemn.

However, he habitually made his eyes as hot as others, but he was even more curious about how Xiao Lingyao would play.

Cheng Cen seemed to be numb. The previous tricks were not worth mentioning at all. If you mention them again, it would be just a thrust in the face. Starting from the Jin Cuo Knife, Xiao Lingyao repeatedly reminded her - she was like a clown jumping.

Xiao Lingyao knew from the moment she had a different relationship with Qin Feng and could no longer ignore it. She pressed the strings on her hands. The guizheng pressed one end of the strings to increase the sound and adjusted the sound with her fingers or palms.

Both single and double tones, Boeing, tremolo, three tones, and stop sounds. Xiao Lingyao calmed down and suddenly thought of Qin Feng's various changes after marriage, his fingers changed and his palms turned over. This song, the artistic conception of the moonlit night in the spring river was profound, and this song told her all the entanglements in her heart!

Wu silk and Shu tung are in the sky, and the clouds are still flowing!

Xiao Lingyao's fingers stopped, and the last lingering sound fell. Her back bent slightly, and a wisp of messy hair suddenly hit her ears. She buried her head, and a helpless light splashed in her eyes. The sour feelings in her heart finally came out of her mouth, so strong.

Cao Jing glanced and saw a bleeding bead bleed from Xiao Lingyao's fingers. It was obvious that the last tweet had used a lot of force to cut the strings into her fingers. She put her hands away and hid it in her sleeve, without changing her smile.

"Okay!" Someone suddenly cheered loudly, and Xiao Lingyao stood up to thank him, but her face was still calm and gentle.

It seemed like Qin Feng had seen her like this for the first time, and his mood moved slightly. The two of them met their eyes. Xiao Lingyao sighed in her heart. She had been trying hard to hide her cultivating mood, but today it was hard to ignore it!

Just as she was playing the guzheng, her thoughts were full of Qin Feng, and the stinging pain between her fingers made her wake up: "I'm so ugly, I'm very happy today."

Cao Jing took the phoenix-headed guzheng away, worried about her injured fingers, and said, "Your Highness is going back to the house?"

"I haven't returned for a long time, and there is still matter in the mansion to be handled. I can only say goodbye first. You can continue. Don't be discouraged by this palace." After Xiao Lingyao said that, Shi Ran walked towards Qin Feng: "Can the prince consort stay?"

"Together." Qin Feng turned around and said goodbye to everyone. The two of them said goodbye to Cheng Cen and expressed their gratitude to the host. Cheng Cen forced himself to stand up. Seeing the harmony between them, they thought of the confrontation between Bishui Pavilion, their hearts were cold.

What's strange is that a new impulse arises in this cold area, an unprecedented impulse. Looking at the similar expressions of the two, Cheng Cen leaned down and silenced: "Greatly send your highness and your son-in-law."

This time, she placed His Highness in front of her.
Chapter completed!