Chapter 449 : First snow! The sadness behind everyone 4
But no matter how she sucked, she still couldn't get it back.
"Your Majesty, I want to toast the third prince. Take a last look, how about it?" I can't say why I was in this moment. It was just very heavy, very heavy... It sank into the deep valley. The faint, empty voice penetrated through
The lonely ice echoed in the air, and the cold phoenix eyes that were without business seemed to be accidentally glancing at the big hand.
Murong Jing was stunned...
Did he do something wrong again? No!
While he was stunned, he didn't notice what she said just now: the last glance.[
With a gentle sentence, what kind of mood can you express it?
The two eyes met together.
It seemed as if he didn't understand the wounds in her eyes, and she didn't understand the meaning in his eyes.
However, the two of them did not look away.
She was waiting for his answer.
final--
"Jing'er, Su'er, why don't you two express it?" The Empress Dowager intervened between them with a word.
Suddenly, the two of them felt embarrassed at the same time.
Murong Jing raised the corner of his mouth as if he were concealed, and showed a faint smile. He tried to say in a calm voice: "Chuxue must have many gifts. Usually, those ordinary things can no longer be seen by the Dharma, yes. I will give them to you personally for my brother.
Previous song.”
Suddenly, there were loud shouts.
In recent years, it has been widely circulated among the people. If you want to listen to a song by the emperor, you will be hard to find money.
The emperor's piano skills were also impressed by the world's number one piano player.
He was not afraid of the emperor's majesty. It is said that during the piano masters' meeting three years ago, the emperor went on a tour in a very small dress. He was interested and occasionally participated. At that time, no one knew that the man playing the piano was the king of a country.
Over the past three years, there have been very few people who can listen to the emperor playing the piano.
Later, when Shen Su'er learned the rumors, she had to sigh, how lucky she had actually heard it twice?
Murong Jing stood up and stepped forward and prepared the piano in front of him.
He sat cross-legged.
His eyes glanced at the surroundings, raised his head and looked at the falling snow in the sky, floating and silently.
The fingers are lightly moved, and the sound of the piano is overflowing, and it is as wonderful as flowing water at the beginning.[