340. Chapter 340 Mid-month is the concubine's birthday
However, she didn't dare to say these words, she could only curse them in her heart.
There were some things that God knew she knew and His Highness knew, but she couldn't express them clearly.
According to His Highness's temperament, even if he really fell in love with that girl Mu Yanxi, he would not admit it even to death.
In fact, admitting that you like someone is not a shameful thing.
But different people treat feelings differently.
How can His Highness's feelings be easily acknowledged?
He can't have people he cares about, and he can't have things he cares about.
Once one of these things is known, it will become his weakness or even a fatal factor.
"Do you know why Chonghua gave her a gift?"
Yun Wu was slandering his master in his heart when he suddenly heard Rong Chu say something and was slightly startled, "What did your highness say?"
Rong Chu's expression seemed a little unnatural, and he coughed lightly and said, "In addition to the letter, didn't Chonghua send back a gift?"
oh...
Yun Wu suppressed the smile on his lips that almost couldn't help but rise.
It turned out that it was about Mu Yanxi again.
She straightened her expression and said in a steady voice, "I heard that it seems that the concubine's birthday will be in the near future, so Master Chonghua personally carved a statue of the concubine and gave it to her."
"Birthday?"
Rong Chu thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at Mei Niang and said, "Meiniang, is this like it?"
There was a trace of surprise on Mei Niang's face, she looked at him, and immediately lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness, the middle of the month is the birthday of the concubine."
After another moment of silence, he gently nodded and said, "Well, you have nothing to do here, so please step back."
Mei Niang bent down and kneaded her clothes, "My slave, please leave."
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The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
The dusk fell, the last trace of the setting sun disappeared from the sky, and the sky seemed to have been splashed with ink, dyeing it rich black.
The evening breeze is blowing.
Several peach blossoms stretched out their enchanting limbs in the night. Under the dim moonlight, the peach blossoms seemed to transform into enchanting girls, dancing gracefully and seductively in the wind.
There was a pleasant sound of piano music coming from Baimei Tower.
The soft and lingering melody is like a girl coquettishly treating her lover, and the whole body of the listener will feel numb and soft.
The woman playing the piano gently stroked the strings with her fingertips, raised her eyes slightly, with an expression of wanting to resist and welcome, and her eyes looked lovingly at the man in blue robe on the agarwood chair.
On the wooden chair, the man was wearing a light blue robe, which was as clear and fresh as the color of the Tianshan Lake. The edge of the robe was rolled with a circle of silver wisteria flowers.
His long hair was like ink, tied with a ribbon of the same color. Just like the expression on his face, it was spread loosely on his chest.
Under the brilliance of the pearl, the beautiful face shines with a jade-like luster, and with a casual glance, the water in the eyes is gleaming and intoxicating.
On the other side, Mu Yanxi sat crookedly, slightly supporting her chin with one hand, half-squinting her eyes, as if she was listening to the music seriously.
The song is over.
Ling'er held Qin in her arms and walked slowly to Rong Chu, twisting her small waist, "Your Highness, how do you like this song by Ling'er?"
Rong Chu pondered slightly, smiled, and said, "Very good."
Pooh!
Mu Yanxi almost couldn't hold back the word "bah" in her mouth.
The music played by Ling'er is indeed very nice.
So this bah was not meant to bah Ling'er. However, she didn't dare to say these words, she could only curse in her heart.
There were some things that God knew she knew and His Highness knew, but she couldn't express them clearly.
According to His Highness's temperament, even if he really fell in love with that girl Mu Yanxi, he would not admit it even to death.
In fact, admitting that you like someone is not a shameful thing.
But different people treat feelings differently.
How can His Highness's feelings be easily acknowledged?
He can't have people he cares about, and he can't have things he cares about.
Once one of these things is known, it will become his weakness or even a fatal factor.
"Do you know why Chonghua gave her a gift?"
Yun Wu was slandering his master in his heart when he suddenly heard Rong Chu say something and was slightly startled, "What did your highness say?"
Rong Chu's expression seemed a little unnatural, and he coughed lightly and said, "In addition to the letter, didn't Chonghua send back a gift?"
oh...
Yun Wu suppressed the smile on his lips that almost couldn't help but rise.
It turned out that it was about Mu Yanxi again.
She straightened her expression and said in a steady voice, "I heard that it seems that the concubine's birthday will be in the near future, so Master Chonghua personally carved a statue of the concubine and gave it to her."
"Birthday?"
Rong Chu thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at Mei Niang and said, "Meiniang, is this like it?"
There was a trace of surprise on Mei Niang's face, she looked at him, and immediately lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness, the middle of the month is the birthday of the concubine."
After another moment of silence, he gently nodded and said, "Well, you have nothing to do here, so please step back."
Mei Niang bent down and kneaded her clothes, "My slave, please leave."
----------
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
The dusk fell, the last trace of the setting sun disappeared from the sky, and the sky seemed to have been splashed with ink, dyeing it rich black.
The evening breeze is blowing.
Several peach blossoms stretched out their enchanting limbs in the night. Under the dim moonlight, the peach blossoms seemed to transform into enchanting girls, dancing gracefully and seductively in the wind.
There was a pleasant sound of piano music coming from Baimei Tower.
The soft and lingering melody is like a girl coquettishly treating her lover, and the whole body of the listener will feel numb and soft.
The woman playing the piano gently stroked the strings with her fingertips, raised her eyes slightly, with an expression of wanting to resist and welcome, and her eyes looked lovingly at the man in blue robe on the agarwood chair.
On the wooden chair, the man was wearing a light blue robe, which was as clear and fresh as the color of the Tianshan Lake. The edge of the robe was rolled with a circle of silver wisteria flowers.
His long hair was like ink, tied with a ribbon of the same color. Just like the expression on his face, it was spread loosely on his chest.
Under the brilliance of the pearl, the beautiful face shines with a jade-like luster, and with a casual glance, the water in the eyes is gleaming and intoxicating.
On the other side, Mu Yanxi sat crookedly, slightly supporting her chin with one hand, half-squinting her eyes, as if she was listening to the music seriously.
The song is over.
Ling'er held Qin in her arms and walked slowly to Rong Chu, twisting her small waist, "Your Highness, how do you like this song by Ling'er?"
Rong Chu pondered slightly, smiled, and said, "Very good."
Pooh!
Mu Yanxi almost couldn't hold back the word "bah" in her mouth.