After returning to her room, Qing Ning couldn't wait to close the door, take out the script and read it.

Turn to the page about the Queen's birthday.

Because it is a script, every aspect is written very clearly.

In addition to which characters appear and the order in which they appear, everyone's lines are clearly written, and the scene layout is also written in detail. Even the song played by the heroine Ji Wanqing was composed by a professional. After all,

When shooting, it needs to be presented concretely.

She looked at the piece of music.

The plot of the script is that because Bu Sachen understands music theory and is good at music, even though he has never practiced with Ji Wanqing or even seen the music score, he can still play according to the sound and rhythm of Ji Wanqing.

Come and follow him.

Is it okay to walk on foot?

This is not a state that ordinary people can achieve.

For example, she doesn't know how to play the flute. Although she can play the flute, the prerequisite is that she must practice to the music.

so......

She bit her lip and thought.

It would be great if Neng Feng Li could get this music score and practice it in advance.

But, how to make him get it and be willing to practice it?

The former is a little easier to handle, and it may be possible to solve it if you think of a way. The most important thing is the latter. How could someone like him follow the instructions to practice, and it is impossible for him to be willing to do such a thing.

Headache.

After much deliberation, she felt that she could only resort to ruse.

...

In the evening of autumn, the sky is full of dusk clouds, and the rays of rays shine on the courtyard, filling it with red color.

In the courtyard, Bu Fengli was holding a silver sword, dancing gracefully, and his moves were as fast as lightning, and his moves were crisp and clean.

After completing a set of sword techniques, he flipped his wrist and pulled out a beautiful sword flower. He then raised his arm and threw the long sword like a dragon, drawing a silver arc of light in the air. With a "swish" sound, it was inserted into the man standing beside him.

There was not a trace of deflection in the scabbard Zhong Li held in his hand.

"Your Majesty has mastered this set of swordsmanship to perfection." Zhong Li stepped forward and handed Bu Fengli the clean handkerchief he had prepared in his other hand.

Bu Fengli said nothing, took the handkerchief, wiped his hands, and handed it back to him. The two of them left the yard specially used for sword practice and prepared to return to the room.

As soon as I walked out of the courtyard, I saw a thin figure in a maid's uniform leaning towards the courtyard wall not far away, looking for something.

Zhong Li recognized it at a glance: "It's Qing Ning."

Bu Fengli raised his eyebrows with an expression like "Why is it her again?"

Seeing him like this, Zhong Li spoke loudly: "What are you doing there?"

The figure was obviously startled. When he turned around and saw it was the two of them, his expression changed and his eyes were filled with nervousness.

He saluted in a panic: "Your Majesty."

Bu Fengli ignored her.

"Slave... I saw that there are overgrown weeds here, and I want to look for any herbs that can be used to apply to my ankles."

Zhong Li: "..."

Bu Fengli: "..."

"Which of your eyes saw the overgrown weeds? Those are specially grown flowers and plants. Don't look for them. There can't be any herbs." Zhong Li said, shaking his head.

This woman really does everything.

In fact, you came here specifically to take a peek at their prince, right?

"Oh oh oh, I thought it was weeds. Since there are no herbs, I will leave." After Qing Ning finished speaking, he bowed and ran away in panic.

"This woman is really..." Zhong Li didn't know what to say.

Bu Fengli pursed his thin lips slightly and turned to look at the patch of flowers and grass that Qing Ning was looking for. After a moment, he glanced at the wall again.
Chapter completed!