Why are you trying to embarrass Mu Nanxi by mentioning Duke Jing's office? You idiot!
Mu Wanjing silently rolled her eyes at Li Lu.
Mu Nanxi's expression did not change, and she turned toward the superior and blessed her body: "In the official family, the concubine playing the piano is a little inferior to the pipa."
"You're not that good, but you also know how to play the piano?" The queen narrowed her eyes and sounded slightly displeased.
"Princess, there is no need to shirk it again and again. No one will laugh at you even if you are no match for Lu'er. Let's compete quickly."
The queen waved her hand, and the servants in the palace then presented the guqin.
Li Lu took a few steps forward and sat in front of the guqin: "Lu'er will first compose a song for the official and my aunt."
She talks and smiles, and she looks like a girl next door who has just grown up, and her lotus is not as beautiful as the beauty makeup.
Today, Li Lu wore an ocher red skirt with wide sleeves embroidered with gold thread and grape pattern, and a double bun. The red dress did not look tacky, she was warm, bright and radiant.
The official praised: "This piece of music caressed by mountains and flowing water is wonderful. It is really rare to be able to play such a piece of music at such a young age!"
Li Lu stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Guanjia! My aunt taught me well!"
The queen couldn't hide the pride in her eyes and nodded with a smile.
It's really not in vain to hurt this little girl.
"I wonder what the princess is going to play? But do you need Lu'er to help the princess understand the structure of this piano first?"
Li Lu said the second half of the sentence in a suppressed voice, with a mocking look in her eyes.
Mu Nanxi smiled lightly and sat down where Li Lu had just been.
Li Lu was like a hammer hitting cotton, unable to elicit any response, and returned to her seat with a cold snort.
Li Lu's mother, Li Chu, took her daughter's hand and said with a hint of reproach: "Why are you having trouble with Princess Zhenbei today!"
"Sister Jing came to me crying a few days ago, saying that the woman relied on the Emperor's marriage to the King of Zhenbei to show off her power in the house, but she bullied Sister Jing a lot!"
"If the girl next to Sister Jing hadn't just come over and said, I wouldn't have known that the princess was so majestic when she came home a few days ago. She encouraged the prince to order the maid to slap her a hundred times, and everyone was stunned!"
Li Lu was angry in her heart. How could she treat her sister like this?
Mrs. Li Chu sighed, and said with a slightly worried tone: "I told you not to have too much contact with the Duke Jingguo's house, why didn't you listen?"
"Mom! Sister Jing always thinks of me for all the good things she does. Not only does she treat her family well, but she also opens a porridge shack. She is a good person. How come Mother is so prejudiced against her!"
Li Lu angrily pulled her hand away from her mother's and looked at Mu Nanxi in the hall with interest, preparing to see her embarrassed.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade her child, Mrs. Li Chu sighed helplessly and shook her head.
Qi Zhiheng didn't even raise his eyelids, thinking that Mu Nanxi just went up and played randomly.
At this time, Mu Nanxi gently touched the strings with her hands, thinking of her life in the organization.
In order to better complete their mission, these agents have to learn everything so that they can better forge new identities.
Now that she no longer has to go through the days of licking blood from the edge of a knife, she is still not used to it.
The more idle people become, the more useless they become. They still have to find something to do. They cannot lose the sensitivity they had in their previous lives.
There was no sound of the piano for a long time, and everyone couldn't help but be suspicious.
"The Princess of Zhenbei doesn't really just have a good skin, right?"
"A common man who doesn't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting! So what if he only has beauty!"
Mu Wanjing listened to everyone's bowel movements, a proud smile blooming on her face.
Qi Zhiheng raised his eyes and looked at Mu Nanxi.
The look on Mu Nanxi's face at this moment made him feel a little familiar.
His eyes were indifferent and far-reaching, alert and cold, just like the first time they met, with an indescribable sense of alienation and arrogance.
Mu Nanxi slowly closed her eyes and moved her slender white fingers lightly.
The soothing melody slowly came from the guqin. It was intriguing, and it was actually a piece they had never heard before.
The people who were still mocking Mu Nanxi all changed their expressions. Some sat upright and listened, while others frowned and cursed.
The style of the music is simple and elegant, the melody is smooth and graceful, and the meaning of the music is far-reaching and lingering.
The song was actually full of infinite lovesickness and melancholy, which aroused everyone's feelings.
Qi Zhiheng's face darkened and his eyes became cold.
He sneered: "What a lovesickness."
Qi Zhiheng raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
After the song ended, Mu Nanxi raised his head and looked at everyone.
Everyone could not calm down from the piano music for a long time, and they were immersed in the music and were mesmerized.
It was Dog Huaining who stood up and clapped his hands and applauded, bringing everyone back to reality.
"The princess's piano music is always ringing in my ears, but the princess said that her piano skills are not as good as the pipa. I wonder if I have the honor to listen to her?"
Mu Nanxi rolled her eyes at him silently, but she still responded with an arched eyebrow: "Young Master, I am very tired. I'm afraid I won't be able to play pipa music anymore."
Mu Nanxi blessed the officials and returned to his seat to sit down.
Before he could sit down, the official opened his mouth to praise: "A song that expresses the pain of lovesickness. What a great song! I have never heard this song before. Who composed it?"
Mu Nanxi was about to stand up to reply, but was quickly stopped by the official. "Since it's a family dinner, just sit down and talk."
"Thank you, Guanjia."
"When I return to the official house, this song is called "Autumn Wind Ci". Yes, it was recorded in an ancient book that I got by chance."
"The fallen leaves gather together and disperse. What a song!" The official was in a happy mood and drank a glass of fruit wine.
Mu Nanxi took a cup of tea, put it under the veil and drank it. She wiped the corners of her mouth and looked at Qi Zhiheng: "How is it? You didn't embarrass the prince!"
Qi Zhiheng said with a cold face: "Where did you learn piano skills?"
"Auntie taught me."
Mu Nanxi didn't lie. In the memory of the original owner, her mother-in-law did teach her some things.
But later, in order to make a living for the two of them, Aniang worked day and night, so naturally there was no time to teach her these things. Even the piano at home, which cost more than ten yuan, was pawned.
"I have been studying this piece for a long time. Why do men and women not be together when they love each other so much? It makes me think about the things I want to eat but can't eat, so I can produce such music. .”
Mu Nanxi held her chin with both hands, and sweet popsicles popped into her head.
Hearing this, the corners of Qi Zhiheng's previously cold face curled up into a smile.
Mu Nanxi raised her eyes to look at him. For a moment, she couldn't believe her eyes. She quickly looked up and looked at him: "Is the prince laughing? What is so interesting that can make the prince smile?"
Qi Zhiheng's eyes were startled, and he immediately put away the smile on his face.
"Your Majesty, if you don't want to say it, forget it."
Mu Nanxi pursed her lips, it seemed that we couldn't talk casually anymore, so we might as well ask some serious questions.
"But Mu Qing is in Zhuangzi outside the capital. Has the prince sent people to find out anything in the past few days?"
