For Mao Qing, there are special musicians in the palace, all of whom are held by others, but if they are compared with the master, it is really a world of difference, for this she has to admit and she has to admit that she is a princess of a country who can't play the piano and can only go to the room to uncover the tiles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sakura's piano playing so well had already made Mao Qing very frustrated, but she didn't expect that what frustrated her even more was still to come. She thought that the master's voice was too low and hoarse, and it was good to speak, but it shouldn't be good to sing, but at this moment, it was this hoarseness that made her heartstrings even more provocative, and she only listened to Sakura's slow singing, "Smell the wine, pick up the wine glass, drink to the moon, sing the moonlight, and wait for the people, she is still home." "The song is intoxicating and the cat is drunk.

For Mao Qing, who can only rely on momentum in singing, it is undoubtedly a fiasco. I closed my eyes and indulged in the beautiful sound of the piano and the moving singing, hoping to listen to it for a while, but the singing suddenly stopped, and the sound of the piano was only left around.

Mao Qing opened his eyes, where was there still the elegant man who played the piano and sang quietly, only his master Sakura looked at her proudly, a mocking smile pulled out of the corner of his mouth, and his sword eyebrows were raised, "See, don't say you can sing in the future." After teaching the green a lesson, Sakura took out a wine jug from his sleeve with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and was about to open it, but when the slender fingers touched the cap of the bottle, he stopped like an electric shock, and after a wary glance at the green wine, he reluctantly put down his hand and walked out of the house with the wine bottle.

The green who stayed in the house looked at the xylophone that was left behind, how big she was and she really hadn't touched the piano, her growth method was free and free-range, so she was free to stay away from all the skills that she should learn as a woman, not to mention that she was still a princess and what she should know was not ordinary.

His eyes rolled in a circle, and he stood on tiptoe and quietly came to the door to look out, where Sakura was lying on a chaise longue drinking wine, and then walked back with confidence. I sat down at the place where the Sakura Festival had sat before, carefully picked up the xylophone and put it on my lap, and gently plucked the strings in the air, with an intoxicated expression as if I was really playing the piano.

"You're not going to learn like this for the rest of your life." The black cat's cold water poured down on his head.

Mao Qing opened his eyes, put down the xylophone, and said with dignity, "I can whistle, this won't work." After speaking, he tore off the quilt from the bed and casually spread it on the ground, just lay down and stood up again, looked at his ink-stained sleeves, and remembered what had been insulted before, so he took off his clothes and plunged into the bathtub, the water of the tub is always steaming, so it's not magical.

After taking a bath and changing her clothes, Mao Qing lay down again, trying to calm herself down, it is said that anger is not good for sleep, but fortunately she has a big heart, and she will go to the meeting with Zhou after a while.

After seeing that she was asleep, the black cat came outside the room, crouched next to Sakura, and said, "The master gave her a folding fan." ”

"I see it." Sakura put down the wine glass, so obviously pinned to his waist, of course he saw it at first sight, and when he thought of the senior brother in charge, he drank even more depressed. Seeing that he reacted so calmly, it seemed that there should be no problem with the fan, so he returned to the house with confidence.

In the second half of the night, Sakura Matsuri barely kept his consciousness back into the house, and staggered towards the bed, but as he walked, he suddenly had something so clattering, and he strove hard with his eyes half-open.

"Ahh Mao Qing screamed in pain and sat up violently and rubbed her calves, Sakura was so moved by her uncontrollably back and fell to the ground, the sound of the back of her head touching the jade ground sounded clearly.

"Ahh Sakura sat up staggeringly, rubbing the back of her head in pain.

The two glared at each other fiercely, and without saying a word, Mao Qing covered the quilt hard, and both made a sound. Sakura also came to the bed angrily and kicked the bed board before lying on the bed in relief.

The two of them entered the dream in such a rage, and the next morning it was the black cat that called the two up. Mao Qing yawned and kept shrinking into the quilt, and said in a daze, "Blue eyes, you are letting me sleep." ”

No matter how the Sakura Festival screamed, it didn't respond like a dead man, and the black cat had already prepared to take out the gong and drum and plug his ears and knock it hard. Only two angry roars were heard, "Black cat." "Blue Eyes."

Sakura and Mao Qing sat up together and roared in the direction of the gongs and drums, and the black cat was not afraid to put away the gongs and drums leisurely. Sakura's long hair was messy, the front of his shirt was more open than before, his face was gloomy, and his tone was even more gloomy, "What do you call it?" ”

"Blue eyes." Mao Qing thought to herself why she was asking such a question at this time.

"You changed the name." Sakura's eyes flicker with cold light even when she first wakes up, and when you stare at someone, you feel as if you've fallen into an ice hole.

Mao Qing still didn't understand the situation, Mu Ran nodded, and answered that she was a flying pillow, last night's flying pen flew a pillow this morning, and Mao Qing, who was slapped back to the quilt by a pillow, did not get up immediately as usual.

"It's called Black Cat."

"It's hard to hear, but I don't like it." Mao Qing finally rebounded, and the day of the two ended with a quarrel and a new day began with a quarrel.

Sakura's face was irritated, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who said it doesn't like it." He really didn't expect that hundreds of years later, a little kid would come and change the name of his black cat.

"Of course it's blue eyes." Mao Qing replied as a matter of course, and the black cat intuitively felt that he was going to be unlucky.

Sure enough, the master and apprentice looked at the black cat again and shouted, "What did you say your name was?" ”

The black cat stepped back, opened its mouth and rattled twice, but no sound came out, and spoke again only to hear a sound, "Meow~"

Six eyes opposite, two pairs of stunned surprise a pair of embarrassed to death, the black cat felt that his reputation was ruined, how many years he had not barked like a cat, and now he was forced to this by the master and apprentice, and the annoyed and angry black cat head did not look back.

The two people left looked at each other, no one was talking, they got up and washed up quickly, and the black cat still didn't appear until they left. "Well, for the sake of the black cat being so pitiful, I'll give it a compromise.

Sakura shook his head in satisfaction, the corners of his mouth turned up even more, "It's not going, it's going to take care of the house, let's go." “

"Housekeeping... Mao Qing looked at the thatched house with a disgusted face, and couldn't think of anything to look good in this house.