Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Can't Kill You Tired!

"Oh? Since Miss Zisan is so hearted, then I will be approved. The emperor said loudly.

Zi Xueran slapped a thousand children, which was considered gratitude, but he did not leave to prepare for the performance, but put his eyes on the body of Zi Xueling, who was watching the excitement, leaned over slightly, and a slightly sweet voice sounded: "Your Majesty, the courtiers still have something to ask for, please ask the emperor for permission." ”

"Say it."

"The courtiers want the fourth sister to help the courtiers accompaniment, the fourth sister has been proficient in music since she was a child, and she should be willing to help the courtiers with this."

Zi Xueran smiled shallowly, with a look of expectation and admiration, I don't know how much I think she likes Zi Xueling.

"Oh? Is it? I can promise you, but ......"

The emperor paused, "I still have to ask Miss Zisi's opinion, I don't know if Miss Zisi is willing?" ”

The emperor looked at the silent person over there and opened his mouth with a smile.

Everyone also turned their eyes to the emperor and watched, and they were stunned when they saw Zi Xueling sitting lightly in purple clothes, this is the famous waste?

Zi Xueling glanced here lightly, and at a glance, people with a little vision withdrew their disdainful gazes, this kind of gaze, like ice that does not melt for thousands of years, this kind of person is not something they can offend.

However, there were still some short-sighted people who looked at Zi Xueling with disdain.

Zi Xueling didn't pay attention to others, and slowly got up, her ethereal voice echoing in the garden: "Performance? Yes, but only if you keep up with me. ”

With a little contempt, Zi Xueran felt as if she was the king of the world, and she was just an ant.

"The fourth sister laughed, the elder sister is not talented, she should be able to do it."

Zi Xueran still opened her mouth with a smile, like a good sister who tolerated her sister, and Zi Xueling was like a sister who didn't know how to be polite.

It is worthy of the White Lotus!

"Let's get started."

Zi Xueling didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, and walked slowly to the stage, Zi Xueran jumped and fell lightly to the center of the stage, and everyone who watched praised it, he can leap through the air at such an age, good qualifications!

"Someone, bring the luanwei qin from my dormitory."

The emperor said majestically.

Luanweiqin!

The true love of the late queen, since the death of the queen, the emperor put this luanwei qin in his own bedroom, and wiped it by himself every day, very cherished, and took it out today!

Some people couldn't help but look at Zi Xueling's gaze with inquiry.

Soon someone sent the piano to Zi Xueling's hand, Zi Xueling stroked the piano and secretly admired, it was really a good piano!

Sitting down indifferently, his slender and white hands played gently, only listening to the melodious flute and harmony.

Zi Xueran also danced with the dance, thinking proudly in her heart: Hmph, this difficulty is not difficult for me.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a clanging sound in the yaoqin, as if there was a killing intention, and everyone seemed to be in the scene, only to see: the smoke of gunpowder was filled, the sand and dust were rolling, the fierce horses were galloping, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

What a tragic scene.

Zi Xueran also danced faster and faster, but she had obviously reached her limit.

The sound of the piano suddenly became high-pitched, and there was a faint excitement of a strong man serving the country.

Zi Xueling bounced faster and faster, Zi Xueran finally fell under her feet and fell, Zi Xueling didn't even look at her, stood up lightly, and looked at the emperor slightly, which means that I finished performing, she fell, and I went down.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, which was a tacit acquiescence to his attitude.

Zi Xueling walked off the stage indifferently, returned to her seat, picked up a glass of wine, lifted the veil slightly, did not show a trace of face, took a small sip slightly, frowned, as if she was not very satisfied with the wine.

-- Off topic -- There's a power outage at home, I'm sorry.