It is winter in a blink of an eye, the cold wind is shining, and the scorching sun is not warm.
On this day, the prince and his wife who had not been involved in Yiyi Pavilion came together for a long time, followed by countless servants, and the group was so majestic and imposing!
Luo Zhiyi was cooking tea in the house at that time. He looked at the group of people coming over, with a faint face without any unnecessary expression. He put down the tea set in his hand and stood up to welcome him.
"Oh, today is the right time. I actually met Sister Zhiyi to cook tea." Lian Ruoshui said with a smile, walked forward from Bai Ye's arms, and personally helped Luo Zhiyi, who was blessed with her. "Sister Zhiyi is still so polite. I have said that you so many times, you are always so disgusting." Lian Ruoshui had a pretentious expression of anger, but there was a three-smile in her eyes.
"Brother Ye, you have to give a special order to my sister Zhiyi. What I, the princess, said nothing at all." Lian Ruoshui smiled and turned to look at Bai Ye behind her, joking.
"The princess is so serious. It means that she just remembers her identity and dare not exceed the rules." Luo Zhiyi said humbly, and gave Bai Ye and Lian Ruoshui to the top position, and then served the freshly cooked tea.
The fine white porcelain, green leaves, and the tea soup are clear and fragrant, and the tea is served with good tea.
"This tea was sent by the princess, and I mean to borrow flowers to offer Buddha." Luo Zhiyi said, and stepped aside and stood still, lowering his head slightly, not looking at the two people who were looking at it.
Bai Ye looked at the humble woman in front of him, and somehow, his heart was blocked and depressed. He looked down at the thin white tea cup in his hand. The clear water color reflected his obscure eyes, with a few melancholy that could not be concealed.
The two of them smiled and drank tea. Lian Ruoshui stood up and pulled Luo Zhiyi's hand, looking intimate, "present the thing."
Two servants walked up carefully with something in hand.
The things were covered with a long silk, and I couldn't see what was underneath, but Luo Zhiyi could still understand at a glance, it was a piano.
The two of them placed the piano on the desk in front of the window and retreated.
Lian Ruoshui walked over with Luo Zhiyi, and pulled the silk to reveal the true appearance of the piano below.
A stream of light flashed through the house.
It's Jiuxiao Huanpeng!
This peerless piano that once belonged to her.
Luo Zhiyi looked at the piano in front of him, and all the past surged in his heart, but she did not forget her identity at the moment, and looked at Lian Ruoshui with confusion.
Lian Ruoshui smiled and pressed her down behind the desk, "The prince said that my sister is good at playing the piano. It is better to put this piano here."
"The princess is too humble. No one knows this capital. The princess has amazing piano skills. She means a slight skill. How dare she show off her skills?"
"Oh, Sister Zhiyi, I just want to give you a gift, so you can accept it." Lian Ruoshui said coquettishly, and then returned to Bai Ye to sit down. "Sister Zhiyi, it is rare that the prince is here today. Ruoshui still wants to see Sister Zhiyi's piano sound!" As he said that, he turned to look at Bai Ye on the side, "Brother Ye, you want to hear it too, right?"
Bai Ye looked at Luo Zhiyi sitting quietly in front of Jiuxiao Huanpei, with a quiet face, and all emotions were hidden in his deep eyes.
It's really a long time since I heard her piano sound. Thinking of this, something called nostalgia could not be wrapped around in my chest. I nodded slightly, and Bai Ye's eyes were filled with a bit of expectation to look at Luo.
"Sister Zhiyi, look, the prince wants to hear it too." Lian Ruoshui also looked at Luo Zhiyi with a smile. There was a different emotion in his beautiful eyes, which was fleeting. When Luo Zhiyi wanted to see it clearly, he only saw her sincere smile.
Luo Zhiyi lowered his head and looked at his hands that were placed under the desk. He moved gently, still slightly stiff. How could her hand still play the sound of the piano in the past?
Today, is the Nine Princess trying to make a fool of herself?
A feeling of unwillingness suddenly arose in her heart. Her Luo family collapsed. Has she been bullied?
The beautiful scenes of the past passed by in my mind. Luo Zhiyi suddenly looked up at the two people sitting not far away, restrained all their minds, and suddenly showed a faint smile, "Since the prince and the princess want to hear it, that's the meaning!" As he said that, he gently picked the strings of the piano with his right hand, and the Nine-Dao Ring Pair emitted a soft and clear rhyme, whirling in the house, disappearing in the wind.
Bai Ye looked at her softly audition, with a leisurely expression, not convinced the joy and casualness of playing the piano. Just a few sounds revealed a calm and steady temperament.
Bai Ye was thinking, and suddenly felt a chill in his hand, but Lian Ruoshui put his hand on the back of his hand. He smiled gently at her, wrapped her tenderness with his back hand, turned his head to look at Luo Zhiyi again.
She was also looking at them, with no emotion in her eyes. After his eyes met in the air, she turned away calmly.
After a few monotonous sounds of the piano, Luo Zhiyi pressed his hands on the strings, and looked at the room full of people and frowned slightly.
The next moment, Bai Ye had already ordered: "Everyone is back."
The servant lowered his head and left one after another. After a while, only Bai Ye and his wife were left in the room, Xiangyi and Yuehua who were serving behind them.
Luo Zhiyi then looked at the peerless Qin under his command, and a look of yearning appeared in his eyes. He pointed and gently raised it. The lingering sound was still lingering, and the sound of the piano like flowing water had already started to turn.
The tune is calm and elegant, like a quiet orchid, and the posture is noble. But when you hear the melodious music in the room, the fragrance of tea lingers in the air, and the quiet room is just heard, the sound of the piano living with the cold wind outside, making it impossible to tell whether it is the sound of the wind living with the sound of the piano or the sound of the piano following the sound of the wind. For a moment, the sound of the piano drifts from all directions in the room, and the graceful and graceful endless.
Luo's meaning is based on the rhythm of the strings, and the fragrance of tea floats in the sound of the piano, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, leisurely and far away, as if they are in the empty valley and orchid wind, their body and mind are cleansed, and their whole body is comfortable.
Her eyes closed slightly, her fingers slid like dancing, and the sound of the strings became higher in an instant, like a little orchid swaying in the deep valley. No matter how rustled the autumn wind was, the frost was layered, no one could see it, but he was still elegant and proud.
After the high notes, the piano sound gradually became slower and thinner, almost unaudible, turning into a hint of secluded throat, but it was secretly endless.
It is so low that it cannot be lower, and the music of the piano will rise again, like a dance, as if after the wind and frost, the orchids bloom, the tune is extremely exquisite, and there are traces of secluded emotions in the speechless places, noble and elegant.
The song ends with the afterglow surrounding the beams, and the room is silent. The four of them seem to be immersed in the piano and have endless aftertaste.
Luo Zhiyi looked up, but he might as well see Bai Ye looking here. The infatuated gaze reached the bottom of her heart, which made her heart tighten and she unconsciously turned her eyes away.
Bai Ye's eyes had never left Luo Zhiyi's face. At this time, Lian Ruoshui chuckled and patted his bare hands, exclaiming: "This song should only be found in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world? It seems that only the sister of Zhiyi is worthy of it!" After that, he looked at Bai Ye with a smile, "Brother Ye, do you think so?"
Bai Ye then withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly, picked up the tea cup in front of him and sipped it carefully. The tea was already cold, but it still had fragrance on his lips and teeth!