The banter between the two of them made Qingcheng, who had been silent, become even more nervous. Originally, her eyes were looking at Murong Jue who put on the necklace for her, but now she lowered her head when they said this, and her eyes were clear.
She was immediately covered by those long and curly thick eyelashes.
Murong Jue did not say a word to help, but simply scanned the surroundings with his cold and ruthless eyes. His thin lips kept curling into a smile, but the extremely obvious warning still silenced Murong Lie and the prince.
After the royal gathering, there was a very lively dinner. During the banquet, everyone was looking forward to hearing "Heaven and Earth" composed by Qingcheng. They had not heard this song again since she performed a song on Murong Ye's birthday last time.
Waiting for the beautiful music to start playing, and given this rare opportunity today, the fifth prince Murong Zhan, who also loves music, naturally wanted to give his opinion.
"I heard that my third sister-in-law plays the piano very well. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to hear the song 'Heaven and Earth' today?" After Murong Zhan finished speaking, he stood up and bowed politely to Qingcheng, who was sitting next to Murong Jue. This person looked similar to Murong Jue.
It's very similar, but he is different from the man next to him. He doesn't have the coldness emanating from him. Instead, he gives people a friendly warmth and polite words.
Qingcheng stared at him, then turned to look at Murong Jue, her eyes asking for his opinion.
Murong Jue smiled lightly and raised his lips. He was very satisfied with Qingcheng's actions at this time. He softly said to her for the first time: "Since they are looking forward to it so much, just go and play a song. I also want to hear this famous song."
How wonderful is 'heaven and earth'!" There was affection in the soft words that could be felt by everyone else, but only Qingcheng in the room understood best that his love for her was all fake!
Qingcheng has no reason to refuse, let alone the right to say ‘no’.
She nodded her head and stood up slowly, her footsteps filled with the cold fragrance of lotus flowers, and walked towards the seven-stringed guqin that had been placed in the center of the banquet. Her back reflected her determination when she entered the flower dance hall today.
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