67. Raise a glass and invite the bright moon to meet the shadow to form a threesome 3
Long Canghao narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes melted the iceberg in his heart. In his eyes, there was only the dreamy white figure sitting cross-legged on the deck.
She has a pair of smart big eyes, pure white gauze, and a cyan belt that girds her slender figure. The smile on her lips blooms only for him. Even the flowers in spring are not as beautiful as hers.
Every cent.
She, who was playing the piano, raised her eyes, met his deep and dark eyes, and smiled charmingly.
Flowers bloom, flowers wither, the beauty of that picked flower, the beauty contained in the blue and falling yellow spring, is only her smile.
At the end of the song, the lingering sound was like wisps of blue smoke, slowly floating in the sky above Nanyue City, and then disappeared.
Feng Zhuyue flew into Long Canghao's arms like a fluttering butterfly, her eyebrows curved: "Cang, does that sound good?"
"Love is hard to give up, and love is connected. I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. Are Yue'er talking about your love for this king?"
Feng Zhuyue smiled faintly, not shy, and said: "Yueer only sings for you, and I only want to sing to you."
The stars in Long Canghao's ink-colored eyes were shining, and all the vicissitudes of his life lingered in his ink-colored eyes, and they did not recede for a long time. In his ink-colored eyes, there was only that white figure, embedded deeply in his heart.
People who are immersed in the selfless world of two people do not notice the lonely figure on the side. The amber pupils reflect the beauty in front of them, but they cannot get rid of the loneliness inside.
There was also a luxurious ship parked not far away. There was a solemn figure standing on the bow deck. He was wearing a light gray robe that showed his strong figure. His black eyes were like a shining orangutan.
He stared at the white figure on the luxurious boat opposite.
There was a touch of surprise, a touch of cold air, and an unknown light in the black pupils.
Feng Yun lifted his black robe behind him, walked out of the cabin, walked to the side of Prince Long Junao, and followed his dark eyes to the luxurious ship opposite.
"That's King Cang's boat. King Cang went to the mansion to pick up Yue'er early this morning. The one who played the piano and sang just now should be Yue'er."
The two boats were too far apart, and I could only vaguely see the colors of the clothes worn by the people on the opposite boat. The combination of two dark and one light colors was particularly warm, like a product of the mountains and rivers, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Long Junao's black eyes were located on the cool white body in the distance, and he couldn't take his eyes away from her for a long time. He said lightly: "It turns out that her talent is so amazing, why didn't she perform anything at the banquet that day?
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In the last sentence, he seemed to be asking himself, Feng Yun, and even more so, heaven and earth.
If she had performed today's song at the banquet that day, he probably wouldn't have broken off the engagement, right? If he hadn't been impulsive, didn't judge people by their appearance, and even just spent a little time getting to know her and the life behind her mask,
Could it be that it was him, not Long Canghao, who held her in his arms today?
In fact, he regretted it.
He knew that when he put down his body and went to Cuizhu Pavilion, he had already regretted it. He regretted breaking off the engagement so hastily and letting her fall into the arms of Long Canghao now.
Maybe, when I saw her performance in Zuihong Mansion, I was already moved.