Because Mu Qingge had a cold and fever, it was not appropriate to blow cold wind, so he didn't go out for lunch, but ate it in his room. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After lunch, she drank a toning pill, and after waking up after a nap, she was almost fine.

For dinner that day, Mu Qingge went out to the main hall to eat with Rong Jue.

As soon as she saw Rong Jue, she jumped in front of him a few times, "Hey, how is it?

Rong Jue sat under a lamp and flipped through the books, and glanced at the past lightly, "Well, it's not dead yet." ”

Not dead yet......

When the housekeeper and the general heard it, they couldn't cry or laugh.

Obviously, the prince intentionally or unintentionally asked people to inquire about his wife's condition several times, but now the words are so unpleasant......

However, it is not bad to be able to make the prince open his mouth, but as for what he said, it doesn't seem to matter so much.

And as soon as Mu Qingge heard Rong Jue's words, the green tendons on his head jumped several times, and snatched the book in his hand, "Can't you say something good?!"

The housekeeper on the side and the general were stunned by Mu Qingge's action of snatching the book from Rong Jue's hand, and he was originally going to serve the food to the table, but the action was fixed in mid-air.

"It depends on the person to say good things. Rong Jue didn't care much about the book she snatched, and said, "If you want to take it, take it." With that, he glanced at the two of them who were frozen.

Jiang Li and the housekeeper suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly came back to his senses and put the things down.

"Who is rare about your broken book!" Mu Qingge didn't pay attention to the surrounding atmosphere and pursed his lips disdainfully, but his eyes raised his eyebrows when he inadvertently glanced at the title of the book: ""Warring States Theory"?"

Rong Jue didn't miss her expression and raised her eyebrows.

Mu Qingge immediately retracted what he had just said, "I'll take this book and read it!"

Anyway, she can't study anything about that martial arts cheats, and now her body is not very good and she can't use high-intensity training, so it's not bad to use this to relieve boredom.

Moreover, she also wanted to know what was the difference between the war strategy books of this era and the ones she had read in her previous life.

"Do you like to read these books?" asked Rong Jue casually.

"If it's exciting, I like to watch it. ”

Rong Jue didn't say anything more, seeing that the dishes were almost ready, the housekeeper arrived: "Mrs. Wang, the dishes are ready." ”

The two of them came to the dining table from one side, and as soon as Mu Qingge sat down, he frowned when he saw the dishes on the table, "Why are all these steamed porridge soups and vegetarian dishes?"

Rong Jue elegantly spooned a bowl of soup to her, gently pushed it in front of her, and said in a cold voice: "You just had a fever and a cold, and you are not well yet, if you don't eat these, what else do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat meat, preferably braised pork. She only ate two bowls of porridge at noon, and her mouth was now dry and tasteless, and she was about to eat some meat, but when she came to such a meal, her appetite immediately disappeared.

Rong Jue didn't look at her, "No meat, eat vegetables and drink porridge." ”

"I want to eat last night's bear's paw. Mu Qingge licked his mouth and said greedily: "Isn't that bear very big, there should be a lot of bear meat." ”

"That's all I can eat today. Rong Jue said coldly: "If you don't want to eat, you can wait for tomorrow hungry." ”

People are so strange sometimes, sometimes they can't eat anything when they're sick, and sometimes they have a great appetite.

Mu Qingge is now the latter.

She desperately wants to eat meat, but Rong Jue's stinginess doesn't give her food, and she can't help it, she wants to eat everything in her mouth now, so she really has to eat it.

Even if it's porridge and vegetarian dishes, she has to eat it.

Moreover, although Rong Jue, a black-hearted ghost, was black-hearted, he didn't eat meat next to her, but accompanied her to eat porridge and vegetables.

She is not a person who can't tell the situation and will only make a fuss, and eats obediently.

After the meal, Rong Jue sipped tea, glanced at Mu Qingge, and said, "Do you remember that you owe me a condition?"

Although this meal was not Mu Qingge's satisfaction, she was still very full, and she was drowsy with her stomach at the moment, Wen Yan opened her eyes slightly, and yawned: "Condition, what do you want me to do?"

Rong Jue: "How are your piano skills?"

"Qin?" Mu Qingge directly ignored the art word, his mind immediately cleared up, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart: "What kind of qin do you say yes?"

"What do you say?" Rong Jue said leisurely: "What kind of piano do you know?"

Mu Qingge blinked, can she speak piano?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Rong Jue lifted her thin lips and spit out two words: "Guzheng"

Syllable!

Mu Qingge's heart was broken into two pieces, and she suddenly felt that the energy she had just recovered was drained all of a sudden, and she lay on the table as if she was wilting, pitiful: "You don't want me to learn some guzheng, right?"

Rong Jue glanced at her lying on her little face, a bright light flashed in her eyes, and said, "If you don't know, just learn." ”

"Biao Jiang Zi ...... me" Mu Qingge only felt that his brain was buzzing, and he said with a sad face: "Can you change to a different musical instrument?" Xiao or a flute or something can also ......."

The guzheng is the most difficult and resistant instrument she finds to be the most difficult to control!

She owed him eight million in her last life, right, what is wrong with learning, but she wants her to learn this?

"No, I can't. Before she finished speaking, Rong Jue glanced at her lightly, "It can only be a guzheng." ”

Mu Qingge was not convinced, and patted the case: "Why?"

"I thought that after more than a month, there was a world group of heroes in the imperial city. ”

Mu Qingge was incredulous, "Do you want me to play and sing on stage?"

Although she was demoted to a concubine by him, it was also his family, how could he let her show her face?

Playing and singing on stage?

Rong Jue listened, frowned rarely, and said angrily: "It's not because of this." ”

"What's the reason for that?"

"Do you want to learn or not?" Rong Jue didn't answer, and stared at her coldly, "If you don't want to learn, you can return the blood blade back to the armory room." ”

Mu Qingge protested: "It's called Aofeng, not Bloody Blade!"

"If you don't agree, then it's called Bloodblade. ”

Oh yes!

Proud Wind was her rare favorite weapon, her little treasure, and she couldn't bear the thought of her baby leaving her and being called back to the name of the Blood Blade.

Rong Jue: "How?"

Mu Qingge gritted his teeth: "Okay! I promise!"

"Just say yes. Rong Jue said: "You don't understand the guzheng at all?"

She lay on the table as if she was wilting, and said word by word: "One, point, no, pass." ”

"I asked the butler to go and get a luthier back. Rong Jue said: "If your body is better tomorrow, you will enter the palace tomorrow morning, and start learning the piano after noon tomorrow." ”

"Oh...... "Don't blame her for not being able to learn when the time comes!"

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