Chapter 352: Between Memory and Loss

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingered in the ears, and everyone applauded and applauded.

"I heard about the Yawen of the first talented woman in Sakura Capital earlier, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!"

Prince Lot, who has a bold temperament, was the first to applaud.

Xia Ji, who was sitting next to him, said, "Prince Lot's reputation, our first talented woman should be proud." ”

Ge Feixue got up, smiled and nodded in salute.

Prince Lott laughed, "Haha, it should be, it should be!" ”

Xiao Xinghe's gaze lingered on Ge Feixue until she retreated, and then she regretfully withdrew her gaze, touched her chin and said, "Sakura is indeed a place rich in beauties, this Lingfeng princess and Lingbian Concubine are both one in a hundred beauties, especially that Lingbian Concubine...... Tsk, King Lingfeng is really a blessing! ”

The distance between the two sides is a little far, but with Wei Chengfeng's internal force, he can still hear it word for word.

The wine glass in his hand was shattered, and a piece of broken porcelain shot towards Xiao Xinghe, straight to his throat.

Xiao Xinghe's eyes widened, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

When his life was hanging by a thread, Xia Ji used his hand to intercept the porcelain piece with chopsticks, and at the same time the secret sound entered his ears: wind, don't be reckless.

Wei Chengfeng looked at Xiao Xinghe coldly, and then opened his eyes as if nothing happened.

On the side, Ling Lan Yixi came over and said, "This Qi Marquis is extraordinary!" ”

At the same time, he took away the plate of cherry blossom cake on his table without seeing anything else.

That's the point!

Wei Chengfeng was a little speechless, he finally knew who the little woman's temperament was.

Xiao Xinghe touched his throat and was shocked, swallowed a mouthful of saliva before saying, "Thank you Hou Ye for your rescue!" ”

Xia Ji picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Please also ask King He to be cautious in his words and deeds, our King Lingfeng is not a soft-hearted person, and he will not scruple about anything because of King He's identity." ”

"Yes, yes, Xiao Wang remembers."

Xiao Xinghe replied again and again, still unwilling.

He dared to commit a blatant murder, obviously he didn't take him seriously, he would definitely not give up!

Wei Chenglang played with the chopsticks that he had just caught in his hand, and took off the porcelain pieces strung on it, "Why didn't this prince know that the skills of the Marquis of Qi were so good?" ”

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, which makes the prince smile."

Xia Ji raised his glass and toasted Wei Chenglang.

Wei Chenglang took a sip of the wine glass for the face, and smiled without saying a word.

Lu Wangwei sat beside him, deaf to the things on the side, and his eyes were empty on the stage.

After a series of preparations, Lan Yiling finally appeared.

In the center of the stage is a large long table, on which are placed two rows of ordinary porcelain bowls, seven in a row, containing different shades of liquid.

Everyone couldn't figure out her intentions for a while, and Prince Lott speculated, "Haha, isn't this lady trying to show and drink?" If you drink, this king is happy to accompany you, and the warriors of my Xixiang country are not drunk with a thousand cups! ”

Facing some of her "talentless and virtuous Miss Ge Er"

The teasing of people who didn't report any hope, Lan Yiling calmly responded, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Prince Lot...... Father, daughter-in-law specially made up a song for the father, wishing the father: every year has today, every year has today! ”

Lan Yiling said towards Wei Zhong Qianfu's body.

Wei Zhongqian laughed with a wrinkled face, "Haha, Ling'er has a heart." ”

Ling Lan Yixi > Ge Tianmu (with a disdainful face): Hey~ The audience was silent, wanting to see what tricks this spirit concubine would play.

Lan Yiling took out two chopsticks under the attention of everyone, and before they could complain, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded.

The crowd held their breath, and the natural and pure notes formed a series of special tunes, which they had never heard before, like a silky silk, wisps and refreshing.

Wei Chengfeng looked closely at Lan Yiling's focused expression, remembering every note with his heart.

Until many years later, whenever he remembered this scene, his mood was extremely peaceful.

The woman in blue, who indulged in music, was also firmly engraved in his heart.

At the end of the last note, Lan Yiling put down his chopsticks and looked at everyone's intoxicated expressions.

The chaos had inspired her, and it was not impossible to play a piano piece with the sound of disks colliding.

This is her favorite piano song "Between Memory and Loss", and every time she is in a bad mood, she listens to it and gets better.