529. Chapter 527 The No. 1 celebrity in the great cause
"Little Marquis, I have no other skills, but I am best at romance. Today I will play a piece for you. Even the emperor has never heard of this piece." Rong Yin looked at Su Zhiyu very proudly, as if thinking
To gain approval.
Su Zhiyu clapped his hands, "Then I'm really all ears."
Rong Yin sat down cross-legged and put the piano on his legs. His fingertips gently plucked the strings, and an elegant Guqin music gurgled out. Su Zhiyu leaned on the vermilion pillar and closed his eyes to listen carefully. The music was as faint as a hazy sound.
The moonlight is like white water. But slowly, a hint of bitterness can be tasted in this white water.
Su Zhiyu picked up the wine next to him, took a sip, and gently beat the music to the sound of the piano. After a while, the sound of the piano stopped. When Rong Yin saw Su Zhiyu's appearance, he knew that his piano music was useless. This soothing Guqin music
It didn't seem to have any effect on her.
Su Zhiyu opened his eyes and smiled, "Isn't Sister Rong known as the number one celebrity in Daye? I have a poem written by someone else. I wonder if you can compose a tune and sing it?"
"Tell me and listen." Rong Yin said with great interest.
"When I wake up, I just want to smile towards the flowers, and when I'm drunk, I just want to sleep towards the flowers. From now on, I don't care about the affairs of the world, I just want to be an immortal in the world."
Rong Yin put his fingers on the piano, shook his head after a while, and said slowly, "I can't score it."
"You won't be the one who bestowed the title of Great Scholar on your own, right?" Su Zhiyu laughed, "If you can't even compose a tune, how can you lie to a little girl in the future?"
Rong Yin held Su Zhiyu's wrist as he was about to lift the wine bottle, "The reason I can't compose this tune is because I can't do it, so I can't sing it."
"If you can't sing, then you can't sing. I won't laugh at you. Let go." Su Zhiyu struggled for a moment. Rong Yin looked at Su Zhiyu and said, "Stop drinking, I know you are unhappy. You will only do this if you force yourself to smile.
To make yourself feel even more uncomfortable, it’s better to cry out loud.”
Su Zhiyu laughed and said, "What am I unhappy about? Today is the third day of happiness. I am now a first-grade wife, so why am I dissatisfied?"
Rong Yin put the piano aside, walked up to Su Zhiyu, and gently pressed her head into his chest, "I know nothing but romance. I just have a shoulder that I can lend you. If you want to cry,
Cry it out."
Su Zhiyu's body stiffened, and he suddenly bit Rong Yin's shoulder, his body trembling. Rong Yin frowned in pain, but endured it. He didn't know why this girl was so stubborn, and would rather do this than cry.
come out.
He had also had the feeling of watching his beloved with someone else. When Shui Yinrong married Pei Donglang, he secretly hid on the road she had to pass and looked at her sedan. Then he followed her all the way, and finally looked at her
She walked out of the sedan. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress and was surrounded by the sound of joyful ceremony and music. But he felt as if he was trapped in an ice hell.
He watched her being led into the house by Pei Donglang, and then stepped into a world without him. At that time, he felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, and everything became meaningless. If there was another chance, he would
He will definitely take her away without hesitation.
But today, he watched her kneeling in front of Emperor Wen, begging him to let her husband marry another woman. He didn't know how painful it was to tear out the bones and heart, but he only knew that she actually did it.