The sound of the piano is like Qing and the sound of the flute is like the king 2 more
She was the only one in the room that had always been quiet. Since she returned, everyone in the house had guarded her closely, fearing that she would suddenly regret and leave the imperial city again. If so, the wedding in a few days would not be possible.
If it is held as scheduled, they will definitely be punished by the emperor at night and their entire family will be executed.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door, low and cautious.
"Come in!" Qingcheng spoke softly and opened her eyes, which still had a moist luster.
Cuiping opened the door timidly and walked in. She glanced at Qingcheng who was lying on the couch carefully, lowered her head and reported back: "Miss, the eldest young master is back!"
Cuiping's whisper made Qingcheng's heart sink suddenly, and the tingling feeling suddenly spread throughout her body, but she didn't show it too obviously, even though her heart was a little more nervous and fearful than before.
The feeling of heartache made her unable to even sigh. Qingcheng closed her eyes again and said dumbly: "I know, you can go down!"
"Miss..." Cuiping called her worriedly, raised his head and glanced at her timidly, and finally could only reply helplessly: "Yes!"
Cuiping bowed and left the room. When the door was closed again, Qingcheng opened her eyes again. The tears in her eyes could no longer be hidden and overflowed from her eyes. Such brightness was reflected in the room that was shining with dim candlelight.
It is particularly eye-catching!
After lying down for a while, Qingcheng finally got up and walked to the window to look outside. It was still as cold as before and saw the shadows of the trees swaying. However, there was a storm in her heart!
The greatest sorrow in the world is when people who love each other cannot stay together! She can hardly bear the pain of separation!
The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus floats in the quiet night, but such a cold place is also filled with deep sadness...
A heartbreaking melody was heard outside the house, and Qingcheng knew it was played by Yun Mo. Now in this mansion, they are the only two who feel heartbroken and struggle in love and family affection!
Sad, unwilling... I can't let it go. All the affection is in this song. This kind of music makes Qingcheng feel even more heartbroken!
She wiped away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, turned around and walked to the piano stand to sit down, raising her slender white hands to touch the strings.
The clang of the piano suddenly sounded in the quiet room, melodious and melodious, but also mixed with indescribable sadness and sorrow!
The fusion of music this night was their last silent farewell to each other. The sound of the piano was accompanied by the sound of the flute, and the sound of the flute was entangled with the sound of the piano. Throughout the night, no one wanted to stop first...
[We will enter the second volume next, I hope everyone will continue to support, collect and vote for recommendations, hehe]