Shen Qingfeng suddenly turned his head and looked around, his thin lips slightly parted in surprise.
As far as he knew, Ye Chuyue had never touched the piano...
Chu Yue stood up quietly, wrapped the little fox with Shen Nong's power, and then placed the little fox in Xiao Bao's arms.
"He is sick, take good care of him and don't let him die."
What a hassle.
I thought she was a cold-blooded person, but now she not only cares about a little milk baby, but also a fox.
"You are not overestimating your abilities." Qin Qianqian sneered coldly, "With Ruoxue's pearls and jade in front of her, no matter how talented Ye Chuyue is, she is still just a master of tricks."
Xia Siqiong folded her hands across her chest and looked at Chu Yue leisurely, waiting for the moment when she would be thrown into trouble.
Ye Ruoxue passed by Chu Yue: "Yue'er, let us see it."
Ye Chuyue dared to speak nonsense and speak arrogantly, saying that the Wuling music she carefully played was vulgar and dirty to the ears!
The crime deserves death!
Ye Ruoxue returned to her seat, Su Linglong poured a cup of tea and comforted her in a low voice: "Xue'er, you are already very powerful, but Young Master Tancheng is blind, wait for Ye Chuyue to play, in comparison, you are like the sun and the moon
Light!"
Ye Ruoxue snorted proudly.
"Come here, go get my king's Fengling Qin. Let the third lady play it with my king's Fengling Qin."
Fengling Qin was the Qin owned by the empress, the founding ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan. It was passed down from generation to generation and was finally collected by the Seventh Emperor's Uncle.
The seventh uncle regarded it as a treasure, so precious that no one touched it for decades.
Ye Ruoxue's hands were clenching her sleeves tightly, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at the elegant and noble man in disbelief.
She played "Wuling Song", but the Seventh Emperor didn't even take a second look, but wanted to waste the Fengling Qin on that waste.
Ye Ruoxue bit her lip tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with deep reluctance.
There was an uproar all around.
Xia Siqiong leaned on Xia Ruyan's shoulder and whispered: "Did Uncle Seventh Emperor bow his head to Ye Chuyue?"
Xia Ruyan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Not long after, the palace guard took out the Feng Ling Qin, which was blood red and crystal clear like a piece of jade.
Chu Yue flicked her sleeves in front of Feng Ling Qin and slowly took a seat.
The little fox curled up in Xiaobao's arms, smashed the wine glass and cut his own arm.
The stimulation of his flesh tearing made him gradually wake up.
He wants to listen.
Listen clearly.
Listen to his Achu play the piano.
He has missed five years, and he must guard every moment in the future.
Shen Qingfeng sat aside anxiously, and finally became dejected.
That’s all.
Even if Ah Yue can't play well, he will help Ah Yue clean up the mess...
"What is Miss Ye San doing?" City Lord Tan asked in surprise.
Shen Qingfeng looked over and his pupils shrank slightly.
But he saw the girl in front of Fengling Qin, with a snow-colored silk ribbon tied around her eyes.
She wants to...play the piano with her eyes closed?
Is she crazy...
If it weren't for the powerful Qin Dao, who would dare to be so arrogant?
What's more, it's the Feng Ling Qin left over from the founding period of Shenwu, and its difficulty is far higher than that of an ordinary Gu Qin.
The little fox was bleeding red blood, but his smile became more and more ferocious.
She truly deserves to be his girl.
Forever and dazzling.
"Little Huhu, you are bleeding, baby, help you wrap it up." Xiaobao said softly.
"The clown!" Qin Qianqian sneered.
Ding--
The sound of a piano, filled with the aura of killing and killing, was like a majestic and majestic bell, and the bells of heaven and earth resounded loudly in the Zuixian Pavilion of the palace.
Tan Beici's eyes flashed through the clear light, flashing with surprise, and he suddenly looked at Chu Yue.