Chapter 28: Soaking in hot springs with the emperor?! (5)
Take a hot spring bath with the emperor?! (5)
Looking up, there is a guqin held horizontally in the hand.
The tail is slightly burnt, the body is dark brown, the strings are obviously old, and the color is as smooth and translucent as sugar.
Dongfang Lixia doesn’t know much about qin, but he can tell that this qin is very old.[
If it were the "Liu Xiang Gongzi" duo and the other guy was around, he would definitely be able to help but shout "Hao Qin".
Dongfang Lixia didn't understand Qin, so his eyes didn't linger on Qin for too long and continued to slide upward.
Glancing past the ink-black hair hanging in front of her body, an elegant and clean face came into her sight.
The two curved eyebrows are like light ink and distant black.
A pair of eyes, like stars in the sky.
The nose looks like a hanging gallbladder, and the lips are pigmented.
Different from the coolness of the man in black, different from the grace of Ximen Yehan, but there is an indifference that seems to be free from the worldly affairs.
Comfortable!
From head to toe, there is nothing about this person that makes you feel comfortable.
Walking slowly, it looks like a walking painting.
Small freehand brushwork is not as stingy as fine brushwork, nor as thick as splash ink.
Walking slowly into the hall, the man in green's eyes paused briefly on Dongfang Lixiao's face, and then slid towards Ximen Yehan in the hot spring pool.
Holding the piano, the man in green clothes stopped quietly in the hall and spoke in a moderate tone.
"Mr. Ye, what music do you want to listen to?"
The sound is just like the person, clear and elegant, like the light sound of a piano, extremely pleasant to the ear.
"Young Master, do as you wish!"
Ximen Yehan replied calmly in the pool.
Although his tone was calm, it was different from the man in green, and there was a hint of coldness in it.
Suddenly there was a feeling of supernatural power at dawn in the east.[
It seemed that the air in the room was beginning to become a little solemn.
"Then, let me sing "Autumn Water" for Mr. Ye!"
As he spoke, the man in green lifted the hem of his robe with one hand and sat down directly on the bluestone floor in the room.
Putting the guqin on his knees, his two thin palms with long fingertips rested on the strings.