Hua Nishang nodded slightly, and a maid moved a chair behind her. The first sound sounded, and everyone in the room fell into silence.
The song played by Hua Nishang was "Die Lian Hua". Her love for her was beyond words. She was superb in piano skills and indeed had some kung fu skills. Her beautiful face was staring at Yan Jinghong who was sitting in the seat infatuatedly, and her fingers kept playing with the music.
strings.
Dielianhua...
Flowers bloom, butterflies dance, float, like a dream.
Hua Nishang was immersed in her own artistic conception, slowly looking for that unique feeling.
Spring goes, autumn comes, summer goes, and winter comes.
The flowers wither and the butterflies follow.
A touch of sadness surged up, and Hua Nishang's heart lifted in vain. She took a breath and plucked the strings with her fingers. The tune suddenly rose, becoming more and more exciting. The climax of the tune was about to come...
Suddenly... there was a crisp sound of 'zheng', and the sound of the piano from outside the world directly interrupted Hua Nishang's performance. The power was unparalleled, and the sound of the piano penetrated every corner of Qianpan Lake, directly entering the lake.
One's ears...
The sound of the piano seemed to be coming from outside the sky, and it seemed to be the light music coming from the land of lakes.
However, everyone outside the pavilion became energetic and opened their eyes wide to see where the sound came from.
Yan Jinghong in the pavilion suddenly stood up from the high hall, his eyes darting around...
"Zhengzheng...!" There were two more sounds of the piano, forming a faint image in the lake water, waves of beautiful shadows.
"The Prince of Yanbei is choosing a concubine, how about the little girl joining in the fun?"
With a sound as crisp as a silver bell, everyone felt a ringing in front of their eyes and in their minds, and they all looked towards the shore...
No, not the shore...
On the waves of Qianpan Lake, a young girl stepped onto the lake water and landed ten meters away from the pavilion. She smiled sweetly and stood tall and graceful.
Wearing a pink dress, a soft silk belt tied up her slender waist, the breeze held up the hairband and actually floated in the wind. She held a guqin at her side, looking up, white gauze was blowing on her face, but it was vaguely able to make her feel.
People can imagine what kind of charming face is underneath the veil. Her hair hangs down behind her head, only one strand is tied up with a colorful yarn. Her beautiful eyes are curved, like a beauty in an empty valley, elegant and peerless...
But what shocked everyone was that the girl actually stood on the lake without using any tools. There were circles of ripples around her. At that moment, people seemed to see something coming from outside the sky.
Jiutian Xuannv opened her eyes wide in confusion, watching this astonishing scene...
Yan Jinghong stood up from the main hall. He did not issue any orders at this time. Not everyone could achieve this level of skill with his feet on the lake.
Hua Nishang, who was originally playing "Die Lian Hua", couldn't play the piano anymore when the piano sounded. She squeezed the piano so tightly with her hands that she almost broke the strings. How could she still play the piano at this time?
One person looked at her, and everyone looked at the girl on the lake...
The little fox narrowed his eyes, "Very good! The effect is good! This is the first time she has played the piano since she came out of the mountain. She remembered that when she saw her in the bamboo forest, the peerless piano skills of the young man in blue shocked the little fox.
After eight years in Tianshan, I had nothing to do, so I started to learn the piano. It was not about my preference, but I simply didn’t want to lose to Feng Jinrui. The little fox was already smart and had a photographic memory. After eight years, his piano skills were naturally superior to those of others.
Incomparable level...
"Hey! Can these rouge powder get into your eyes? Do you want to listen to me play a song, just for you...!"
The face under the veil is smiling and beautiful, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it. The clear and melodious voice seems to be a little impatient. The tone is very disrespectful, but it makes people feel that if you miss the sound of the piano, you will never know it for the rest of your life.
Pity……
Yes, that's the feeling...
At this time, Yan Jinghong walked out of the pavilion and stood on the bridge, no more than ten meters away from the little fox. The little fox raised his lips and smiled. Before Yan Jinghong could say anything, there was a sound of 'Zheng...!' and the sound of the piano.
As soon as it rang again, he came out of the pavilion and agreed to Xiaohu's request...
'Zhengzheng...Zhengzheng...!' The sound of the piano floats above Qianpan Lake. The sound of the piano seems to make people bathe in a mountain, with trickling spring water, tinkling sounds, shallow ponds with fish playing, and empty mountains with birds chirping, just like a fairyland.
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The sound of the piano is shocking, and along with the indescribable feeling, you are transported to a beautiful place in paradise.
This song makes everyone drunk...
Yan Jinghong's eyes flashed with surprise and shock...
Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed, and the sound of the piano was high-spirited, bold and unrestrained, free and unrestrained, like the wind... The wind blowing on the prairie was unrestrained, and people seemed to see the cattle and horses grazing, flying with joy...
What a beautiful scene, there is no abruptness in the change of sounds. Both those who know the piano and those who don’t are shocked by the outpouring of emotion in this music...
However, this is not the end. The bold and unrestrained piano music running on the prairie suddenly changed again, filled with murderous intent. The ancient song "Ambush from All Sides" was performed vividly. The chest felt tight, and the darkness buried in the heart seemed to be unearthed in an instant.
, the ugliness and vulgarity of people's hearts seem to be fully interpreted in the sound of the piano...
Lonely, weeping, desperate, helpless...
As the sound of the piano changed, everyone had already escaped from the original beauty, immersed in a swamp fog that they could not get out of, helpless and lonely, painful and desolate...
The little fox's eyes can clearly see everyone's reactions, and he can't help but hum in his heart. How can you always be immersed in beauty? There are two extremes of good and evil. When you see beauty, you must also feel the ugliness.
Mu Xiaohu has always been so evil...
Yan Jinghong lowered his eyes and clenched his hands, seeming to see the little figure abandoned in the cold palace, huddled in a dark corner, accompanied by crazy shouts and curses every night, like the shouts of a group of ghosts,
Without sunshine, day after day, I have to face the ridicule and bullying from time to time by those so-called brothers...
Until the incompetent 'mother' who gave birth to him died, he still could not escape the fate of leaving the cold palace. In the darkness, he watched the corpse become smelly and rotten until it turned into a pile of bones...
There was deathly silence in Yan Jinghong's eyes. The sound of the piano really took him back to the past, those unbearable past...
The ferociousness appeared in the eyes, the murderous aura concealed the elegance, the clenched hands gathered the inner strength and were about to wave out, but the little fox suddenly rose into the air, and then fell to the lake again, the sound of the piano continued...
But it had already escaped from the darkness and resentment just now. Before everyone could unleash their murderous intent, Xiaohu's piano music suddenly became arrogant and unrestrained, defying everything. Lingran's domineering aura surged in the lake, inspiring the fish.
He couldn't help but get out of the water.
The sound of the little fox's piano got louder and louder, and finally with a sound of 'Zheng...', the sound of the piano stopped and the fish fell...
The perfect ending reflected the intoxicated and shocked expressions of everyone...
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