With a slight nod, she also started to strum her own strings!
I feel lucky that those two brothers who lived in the 21st century have made her proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting!
And what she happens to be most proficient in is the guqin. This time traveling, she has undoubtedly come in handy!
So, you can be a thief, but you have to be a high-end thief. Elegant thief is the way to go!
The prelude was played slowly in her secret elation;
In fact, the prelude is not like Ye Yunluo's song, which can impress people right from the beginning!
The tune is also a bit simple, especially when playing solo on the guqin!
Ye Yunluo listened, and the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain!
But I heard Xiao Nuzhi's faint, soft, and somewhat soft voice slowly sounded at this time;
Along with the slow sound of the piano——
Thousands of years of moonlight has filled the west window, and the rouge is stained by wind and frost;
I first saw your appearance on the bronze mirror, lightly dressed with a pearl flower;
For whom is the thousand years of loneliness hidden in the painting? The pen and ink retain your fragrance;
Who do you sing softly for when the lyre sounds, a dream in the mortal world
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When singing this, Ye Yunluo's face gradually changed!
That familiar feeling hits me again at this moment!
He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Nuzhi's lowered beautiful eyes. The expression on her face made him look a little distant!
The gently opened little mouth opened and closed at this time because of singing!
Keep hitting his heart!
"The thousand-year moonlight fills the west window, and the rouge is stained by the wind and frost... Who do you sing softly for when the lyre sounds, and the mortal world is just a dream..."
He absentmindedly repeated these two lines sung by Xiao Nuzhi, his heart clenched tightly!
My fists were clenched inadvertently at this moment!
Looking at Xiao Nuzhi, there were some glimmering emotions in his eyes!
Qin Shiyue, Han Shiguan, drunk by the setting sun, leaning on the railing;
Looking back and smiling, who gently pulls the yarn;
The song has ended and the people have dispersed;
Hero's Tears, Beauty Pass;
The sword is cold and the light has dimmed;
The tall buildings are broken down, and old friends are no longer seen;