The strings broke and the sound was dead, and suddenly the small world fell silent.
The murderous aura is like the autumn wind that lifts up the fallen leaves on the ground, and then falls again while spinning.
The silence was as sharp as a knife. All the maids were concentrating and holding their breath.
Princess Huiping blinked coldly and glared at the culprit. This harp was the last gift left to her by her deceased father. She had always treasured it. It would be difficult to inherit it even if the strings were broken. Even with a skilled craftsman, the harp could be the same as before.
It's the same, but it won't be the same one after all.
After a long time, Princess Huiping asked gently: "Are you really his disciple?"
Baoer was puzzled: "Uncle Jin is not such a great person!"
Princess Huiping stood up gently, turned around and walked back to the palace. An An followed closely behind, turned around and waved to Bao'er, asking Bao'er to follow.
After entering the palace, Princess Huiping took off her shoes and entered wearing only a pair of white socks. Bao'er did as she was told, and An An put the shoes away for her and followed her in.
The ground is covered with a thick snow-white carpet. Looking over, everything is white. Bao'er has only seen so many overwhelming white objects in the mourning hall. Wow, this place cannot be inhabited, it gets dirty easily.
Princess Huiping sat down cross-legged and said to Bao'er: "Since you are his disciple, I have nothing to teach you, but when I listen to what you sing, my voice is excellent, but there is no rhythm at all. Maybe you
He is one of a kind...music-mad!"
Bao'er nodded: "Yes." She said this without any hint of shame, she was just stating a simple fact.
Princess Huiping continued: "The voice is just a musical instrument at most. To make it produce harmonious and beautiful music, a good musician is needed. Without a good musician, a good instrument cannot bring out the beauty of its timbre. With a good musician
Even a poor instrument can play a mesmerizing piece of music.”
Bao'er agreed. She felt uncomfortable sitting here and didn't understand how Princess Huiping, who was only one year older than her, could be so old and boring.
"If you want to achieve musical success..."
Boa interrupted her: "I don't want to. I know the songs I sing are not good, but as Uncle Kim said, do what you like and let others say it. I can sing if I like. I sing
In order to be in a good mood, most of the time I don’t interfere with other people’s business, so I don’t have to worry about the fact that I am a tone-deaf person.”
Princess Huiping was stunned for a moment, nodded, and asked after a while: "Can you really not care what others think?"
Bao'er felt that the topic was getting more and more Zen-like, and felt exhausted. She thought for a moment and asked, "Sister Princess Huiping, have you ever been to the roof?"
"No."
"Did you know that most of the best views in the world can be enjoyed from rooftops?"
"I don't know."
"Do you want to go up and play now?"
"Uh... does this have anything to do with the question I asked?"
Bao'er thought to himself, it doesn't matter. I just felt that the air in your room was tight and wanted to go out for a breather. He pouted and thought for a while and said: "If I go up to the roof and the palace maid's ass will be punished, I won't
Go up, if my going up to the roof has nothing to do with others and just makes them want to laugh, then I will go up, no matter who they laugh at?"
Princess Huiping was silent for a while: "I understand." She stood up and said to Bao'er: "Let's go climb the roof and make sure that the palace ladies won't be punished." The word "butt" is not necessarily indecent.
Princess Huiping paused for a moment and then explained. After all, she received a true lady education.