22 Holy Maiden 15
Feng Muxun immediately got up, and Yan Xici looked at this niece, "I still remember that Mu Xun loved to play the piano when he was a child, and he hasn't seen him for a long time. ”
Affirmed, she hurriedly borrowed the piano master's piano, the flowing movement of the piano is comfortable, she did perform very well, the sound of the piano from slow to fast, ups and downs, sometimes the spring water dingdong, sometimes the mountains and flowing water, the ears of the audience are attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano.
The dance of the beauties is charming and charming, but Feng Muxun, who plays the piano, is like a purple orchid, fresh and refined, and has become the focus of the audience. She slowly raised her eyes, and sure enough, Brother Lun also looked at her with approving eyes, which made her hands play the piano excited.
After the dance at the end of the song, Xian Guifei was the first to speak and appreciate, "Mu Xun's piano skills, what does the emperor think?"
"I wasn't disappointed, yes. ”
The queen chimed in: "It's really good. ”
Feng Muxun obediently returned to his position, "Mu Xun is ugly, thank the emperor and the queen for their praise." ”
After listening to a round of comments, they were all praising her, and the two beauties who should have been the focus instantly felt displeased, and scolded this Feng Muxun for being so ignorant, he didn't dare to attack on his face, so he could only force a smile and return to his place.
Feng Muxun sat down, and Sui'er said to her: "Muxun, you are playing better and better." Shanying and Xiaolun also nodded in agreement, and there was no doubt that she played well.
"I'm embarrassed to say that. Feng Muxun covered his mouth and was shy, and suddenly changed his words, "My piano skills are definitely not enough in front of the county lord." ”
Several people took the opportunity to look at Chen Qinghuan, Chen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, and asked me what to do.
"I think Miss Feng may not know, I have been learning to paint since I was a child, and I have never learned to play the piano, so I will send you a painting another day. Chen Qinghuan replied without being salty.
Feng Muxun was disdainful in his heart, it was really ridiculous, who wanted one of your paintings, he couldn't play the piano, so he hurriedly sold his paintings, "It turns out that the county lord is good at painting." After saying this, there is no follow-up.
Chen Qinghuan took a sip of wine and stopped talking, Yan Xici took over the conversation and said: "Qinghuan's paintings, Master Li praised them all day long, saying that she had reached the point of being superb, and when I saw it that day, I also asked her for a painting." ”
"It turns out that the emperor also paints mainly to Qinghuan County, and I thought that I was the only one who asked the county lord to paint. ”
"Oh, it turns out that the picture of a hundred flowers in my sister's house was painted by the county lord? I also want to ask when such a powerful painter came to the palace. ”
"Speaking of which, I also asked the county lord of Qinghuan for a painting, not to mention that the county lord was born beautiful, and the painting was even more beautiful. ”
For a while, the topics of discussion all revolved around Chen Qinghuan, Feng Muxun was stunned, why did she suddenly praise her.
Chen Qinghuan tilted her head slightly, her eyes slid to the right, and she just met Feng Muxun's stiff gaze, the other party was still too young, and the purpose of speaking and doing things was too strong, she had been in the palace steadily for so many years, how could she be shaken casually in a few words.
Feng Muxun gritted her silver teeth to hide her embarrassment, only to see the other party provoking her with cold eyes, and she was mad in anger, but after a while, she snorted coldly, and her facial expression gradually softened. I don't know if Lord Qinghuan will be able to show this kind of expression when he returns to the palace and won't see his snow fox when he returns to the palace later.
According to tradition, Chinese New Year's Eve will be celebrated, when the moon rises to the highest point of the sky, the palace will ring the New Year's bell, the bell echoes throughout the palace, the more echoes, the more happy events in the new year. Everyone talked and laughed, and before they knew it, a few hours later, when the bright moon was in the sky, everyone had come to the front yard to sit down, ready to welcome the New Year.
Yan Xiaolun pulled Chen Qinghuan, who was walking forward, and asked her to stop, taking advantage of the crowd, pulling the corner of her clothes and leading her into the empty backyard.
Chen Qinghuan patted him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Come here and breathe. ”
"Then what are you pulling me for? ”
"Breathe together. ”
Yan Xiaolun's gaze swiped from left to right, and he was stunned to bypass Chen Qinghuan, Chen Qinghuan stopped talking and looked at him quietly.
"Ahem. Chen Qinghuan coughed lightly under the wind, the cold wind blew, and a light snow fell from the sky.
Yan Xiaolun finally looked at her squarely, and was about to drape the cloak behind him on her, "Don't catch a cold." ”
Chen Qinghuan waved his hand, "I'm not cold, you put it on." After saying that, he fastened his cloak, "If I catch a cold, it's because you took me to the backyard to blow the cold wind." ”
"Why blame me, there's wind in the front yard too. Hearing Yan Xiaolun muttering, Chen Qinghuan glanced at him.
The pure white snow reflects the moonlight, and the two face the moonlight, like a pair of beauties coming out of the painting, one is cold and stunning, and the other is handsome in the wind.
Yan Xiaolun said leisurely: "Tomorrow I will go to Wanyun to deal with the disaster, don't think too much about me when I leave." ”
Without waiting for Chen Qinghuan to speak, he himself continued: "It's okay to miss me, I will settle the refugees as soon as possible and come back as soon as possible, and I will tell you about the outside when I come back, I know that you have always wanted to leave the palace, this time I go out, you will be my way out of the palace for you." ”
Chen Qinghuan wanted to tease him a few words, but when he turned his face to look at him with a straight face, he couldn't help but smile with relief, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back, disaster relief is a big deal, you must handle it properly, remember to be improvisable when doing things, don't panic no matter what emergencies you encounter, solve the problem calmly, I can solve the problem mentioned by the emperor today for you, but then you have to rely on yourself." ”
"Well, I won't let you down. Yan Xiaolun nodded.
The snow stopped, the moon hung high, and a reverberating bell broke the silence, echoing around the palace in layers, and the New Year had arrived.
Chen Qinghuan suddenly remembered something, and pulled off the hairpin on his head, "Where is the bell I gave you?"
Yan Xiaolun picked up the bell from his waist and said puzzledly: "I have always worn it on my body, what do you ask for here, what are you doing with the hairpin?"
Chen Qinghuan didn't answer him, and pricked his fingertips with the tip of the hairpin.
"What are you doing?" Yan Xiaolun panicked and tried to grab her hand.
"Don't move. She squeezed out a drop of blood, and then smeared it on Yan Xiaolun's bell, the dark red bell was very weird, and it slowly absorbed the blood dripping on it, "Give me your hand." ”
Yan Xiaolun was still full of doubts, but he did as he was told, stretched out his right hand, and Chen Qinghuan also pierced his fingertips and dripped his blood on his bell.
"Does it hurt. Chen Qinghuan took out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers.
This is the level of a mosquito bite for Yan Xiaolun, it is not itchy or painful at all, he grabbed the handkerchief with his backhand and wrapped it around the wound of the other party, "What are you doing?"
"This is our national treasure in Ningxia, and naturally there are some ulterior magical effects, you will know in the future. ”
"Ah, I'll have to wait until later, tell me now. Yan Xiaolun had a bitter face.
Chen Qinghuan shook the bandaged index finger, "No." ”
"Then I'll tell you a secret, we exchange. ”
"You still have secrets? I don't know what you're doing. ”
"I really have!"
"Not interested. ”
Yan Xiaolun was defeated.
The fading bell disappeared, listening to the melodious and heavy sound, Chen Qinghuan suddenly remembered that when he watched the Spring Festival Gala at home, every time it reached midnight, the deafening sound of fireworks would sound outside.
"If only we could set off fireworks. She muttered to herself.
"What are the fireworks?" Yan Xiaolun obviously didn't hear the strange words coming out of her mouth for the first time.
Chen Qinghuan sighed lightly, "It's a specialty of my hometown, if you have a chance to see it, you will definitely drop your jaw." ”
Yan Xiaolun thought thoughtfully, "I should have the opportunity to go to the Western Regions in the future......
"Third Highness, Third Highness, it turns out that you are here, let the slave and maid be easy to find. A palace maid hurriedly broke into the backyard and anxiously shouted Yan Xiaolun.
Seeing the palace maid who broke in, Yan Xiaolun no longer thought nonsense, and said seriously: "What's the matter?"
"The emperor announced your past. ”
"Okay, I'll go right away. Yan Xiaolun immediately raised his feet and walked to the front yard, presumably his father should have told him something about disaster relief. walked two steps and turned around to say goodbye to Chen Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, I'll go over first, and you can also come to the front yard." ”
"Well, you can go quickly. Chen Qinghuan nodded in agreement, and walked slowly behind without hurrying, Yan Xiaolun's back disappeared far away from the corner, she fell behind, followed the turn, and as soon as she turned around, she ran into Feng Muxun and her maid.
It's really a narrow road.