One of the ladies covered her ears with pain on her face, "Qing Zhuo, can you tell her to stop playing? If you play again, I have to go see my ancestors."
"I would rather be told by my mother to learn how to be a female worker, learn chess, calligraphy and painting, than listen to Su Ruotang play the piano!"
"My ears are going blind!"
"You are as beautiful as a fairy, how can you play so badly? A dog can play it even better than this if he just picks it with his paw."
"At this level, she actually dares to compare with Miss Quan. Who gave her the courage?"
"Fluorite also wants to compete with the bright moon, it's just a dream."
Quan Qingzhuo listened to the ridicule of many noble ladies, and the smile on his face became stronger.
She pretended to be gentle and persuaded: "Don't say that. When I first learned the guqin, my playing was much worse than this."
"The Third Princess is just auditioning. Her piano skills are far superior to mine. Please wait patiently."
After she said these words, the contempt in the eyes of many noble ladies became even stronger.
Quan Qing's smile deepened at the corners of his lips.
Just as she was about to speak, the harsh music suddenly stopped.
Su Ruotang's ten fingers fell on the strings, and her long eyelashes drooped, covering the emotions in her eyes.
The discussion of many noble ladies also stopped with the sound of the piano.
The noble lady who spoke earlier had a face full of sarcasm: "This is because she knew that she was playing badly, so she took the initiative to admit defeat."
"Qing Zhuo, you can ask the king for marriage."
Quan Qingzhuo glanced at Xing Nan Ye with a faint smile, and said coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense... Brother Ye just treats me as his sister."
"Yes, sister Qing." The girl chuckled in her ear.
Quan Qingzhuo's cheeks flushed, and he pushed her gently, "Don't talk nonsense."
The girl covered her mouth and chuckled: "Get ready quickly and mention it to the king."
Quan Qingzhuo pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Is my makeup fine?"
The girl looked at her seriously.
Quan Qingzhuo was so nervous when she stared at her: "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"
She anxiously raised her hand to stroke her bun.
As soon as her fingertips touched the hairpin, her wrist was suddenly held by the girl, "Oh, don't touch it, it won't look good if it gets messed up."
"We, Qingzhuo, are the most beautiful girls in Xingming."
"Go quickly, His Highness the Emperor's Grandson is waiting for you."
Quan Qingzhuo glared at her coquettishly and stood up.
The moment she stood up, the melodious and melodious sound of the piano suddenly sounded.
Everyone's discussion suddenly stopped, and they looked at Quan Qingzhuo in surprise as he stood out from the crowd.
Quan Qingzhuo was stared at by everyone, and his cheeks suddenly seemed to be on fire.
She pursed her lips tightly and stared at Su Ruotang, who was sitting quietly playing the piano.
His eyes were full of shock.
How can it be?
How could Su Ruotang know how to play the piano!
The sound of her piano is like the spring breeze blowing on the face, giving people warmth.
The ministers gradually closed their eyes, and smiles gradually appeared on their faces.
They felt like they were in a sea of flowers.
The flowers are red and the willows are green, and the butterflies are flying and the bees are dancing.
The pretty girl dances gracefully surrounded by butterflies.
The breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing.
Mo Ronyan tapped the table with his clear and clean knuckles, and glanced at everyone who seemed to be asleep.
Under the eyes, the color gradually became richer.
His little Begonia gave him more and more surprises.
Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces becoming more and more obsessed, Mo Rongyan sat up slightly.
In the field, only Xing Nanye was thinking deeply about Qingming with him.
Xing Jingxi, who lost her life Gu insect, still fell into an illusion woven by the sound of the piano despite her internal injuries.
Xing Nanye narrowed his eyes, looking at Su Ruotang proudly with magnificent fox eyes.
He thought that it would be great if he met Su Ruotang before Mo Rongyan and became Su Ruotang's husband.
His clear pupils were covered with a layer of water color, and he smiled sadly.
A tear streaked across the end of his eyes, but he wiped it away calmly.
pity.
He was destined not to have her.
Not even qualified to be by his side.
As if aware of Xing Nanye's desolate gaze, Su Ruotang glanced sideways and met his eyes.
Xing Nanye clearly saw the determination and ruthlessness in her eyes.
Those sparkling peach blossom eyes were filled with tenderness only when they looked at Mo Ronyan.
Xing Nanye was heartbroken and forced a sad smile, "You are so heartless."
"I just want to be by your side and be able to see you."
"But you didn't even give me this chance."
"My entire pride is shattered in front of you. Everything I say and do is inferior to others."
"I don't want to compete with him, and I don't dare to argue with him. I just want you to look at me when you have your spare time and think of me."
"My heart will feel uncomfortable and hurt."
"I met you a little late, and I also wanted to meet you before him..."
Su Ruoxi's eyes showed no fluctuation, and the sound of the piano flowed from her fingertips.
Xing Nanye could clearly see that her red lips parted slightly and she spoke in a cold voice, "Xing Nanye, your happiness is not with me."
"Love doesn't distinguish between first come and first served. Some encounters are right and some encounters are wrong."
"I don't want our meeting to turn into a mistake, an irreversible mistake."
Xing Nanye's face became more sad.
His misty fox eyes were filled with obsession, despair, and heartbreak.
"You really...don't give me any hope at all."
"You can't bear to hurt me like this..."
Su Ruotang's beautiful little face was emotionless: "I don't love you. It's only hurting you if I give you hope and then let you down."
Xing Nanye suddenly smiled.
He smiled so softly and charmingly that his heart was filled with sadness, and there was a faint fishy sweetness in his throat.
He gritted his teeth and swallowed his heart full of sorrow.
He was unwilling to give in.
But he really had no choice.
He couldn't hurt Mo Ronyan.
He knew that with Su Ruotang's cold heart and ruthlessness, if he hurt Mo Ronyan again, he would really turn their encounter into an eternal fault.
Mo Ronyan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, carelessly caressing the little jade cat on his wrist with his fingertips, and said in a calm tone, "The emperor's eldest grandson, your grandfather's endurance has reached the limit."
The sound of Xiao Haitang's piano can make people whose minds are not as strong as hers fall into a dream.
Once you fall into a fantasy for too long, you may never wake up.
The Lord of Xingming Kingdom has already opened his mouth and smiled.
Obviously, the limit has been reached.
If you don't wake up, you may never wake up.
Xing Nanye glanced at Mo Ronyan coldly.
Mo Ronyan raised his eyebrows: "Who wins and who loses?"
Xing Nanye took a deep breath and said viciously: "It's not you who wins anyway."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Ruotang, his voice became sad and gentle, "Miss Su, can you not let grandpa get into trouble?"
If something happens to Grandpa, the balance of the court will be broken, and he will waste a lot of Gu insects to rebuild a new balance.
Too much trouble.
