Huan Qilang turned his eyes to look at Yang Yu and said with a smile: "Ah Yu, you are still alive, I am like a dream, can you play a song for me?" ”

Yang Yu nodded slightly and said, "Okay." ”

Huan Qilang replied, his cheeks were red again, he turned his eyes to look at the servant behind him and said, "Don't bring the piano for the master yet!" ”

"Yes. The servant bowed his head and retreated.

"Ah Yu! A childish voice came from behind him, Yang Yu reflexively rolled his eyes, Ah Tong in front of him had only been seen for a few days, but his height was much higher, and his clear eyes were full of surprise, and then, Ah Tong ran a few steps and threw himself into Yang Yu's arms and said: "Ah Yu!" You've lost a lot of weight, but I still recognize you! ”

Huan Qilang pulled the collar of Ah Tong's back dissatisfiedly and said: "Men and women don't kiss, how dare you!" As he spoke, Kan Shichiro's face turned red.

Ah Tong looked at Huan Qilang with contempt and said, "If Ah Yu feels that her reputation has been ruined by me, I will marry her!" As he spoke, he looked at Yang Yu again and said, "Ah Yu, what do you think?" "There was really some anticipation in my eyes.

Yang Yu shook her head slightly, she and Wang Jingzhiqing are friends with me, if they really talk about their reputation, her reputation will be gone for a long time, right?

Yang Yu rubbed Ah Tong's hair with one hand and said, "Little cunning boy, dare to talk about marrying a wife?" As he spoke, the hand rubbed him even harder.

Ah Tong seemed to enjoy it: "Hey, it's finally a thrill, I'm almost scared to death." He raised his eyes to look at Yang Yu and said, "I have to tell everyone that you are okay, you are waiting for me here." ”

"Okay. Yang Yu smiled and looked at Ah Tong's appearance of rushing away, and couldn't help but think that Ah Xiu should be one year older than Ah Tong, so he should be taller than Ah Tong at this moment, right?

In a moment, the servant brought the incense case, the incense burner, the soft collapse, and a pitch-black lyre that Yang Yu was used to playing.

Yang Yu silently cleaned her hands, carefully smeared the balsam on her hands, she greedily stroked the strings, took a deep breath and said, "If you die, you will never be with you again." Her fingers swept lightly over the body, her lips smiling, her eyes full of obsession.

Previously, she practiced the piano for flattery, and then played the piano for fame, but I don't know when she really fell in love with the piano, and such a deep affection is beyond words.

Ge Xiangong looked at Yang Yu's stupid appearance, and whispered to Huan Qilang: "This female piano skill must be extraordinary. For the first time, Ge Xiangong spoke to Huan Qilang so peacefully, and Huan Qilang smiled: "Ah Yu's appearance was ruined that day and she needed to scrape off the carrion, but she didn't use a dose of hemp to boil, so she scraped off the carrion while playing the piano. That song was so empty that it even attracted the bird of paradise, and it is still around the beam for three days. Huan Qilang slowly closed his eyes, a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was intoxicated. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Ah Yu was crowned as a qin fairy by the scholars. ”

"Qin Xian? The more Ge Xiangong listened, the more bizarre he became, the more bizarre and anxious he became, his eyes blazing at Yang Yu, waiting for Yang Yu to start.

Ge Xiangong was so surprised not to question Yang Yu's piano skills, but to say that the qin is in the hearts of the world, it is the god of wind, elegance, and demeanor. It is the supreme being. A little scholar girl with a humble status not only became a pianist, but also added a fairy character. It can be seen how much this woman is respected and loved among the scholars!

Yang Yu's hands looked a little thin, but they implied infinite strength. She gently raised her wrist, plucked the strings between her fingers, and slowly followed with her left wrist, and the song of Qinghuan rippled between her fingers.

A familiar smile tugged at her lips, and her fingers suddenly turned, and the tone changed from Qingli to passionate, and gradually between her fingers, the power slowly spread from her fingers to the strings, and from the strings to every corner of the City Lord's Mansion.

Fan Ming, who was sitting by the window lattice drinking tea and chatting, listened to the tune, he was stunned and stunned. The same was true of the scribes on the side.

"Check it out! Fan Ming got up suddenly, his robe was loose and he didn't have time to put on his shoes, and he didn't see the slightest sense of calmness in the past, so he ran out like that.

The scholars were originally surprised, but when they saw Fan Ming going out like this, they whispered: "This is the sound of Yang's Ayu's piano?" ”

Xu Mao on the side said: "Apart from her, who else can play such a wonderful sound?" ”

When the old scribe heard this, he said: "On the way to Bingzhou that day, I finally listened to a song of Phoenix Seeking Huang, I thought it was a swan song, but now I can hear her piano again, it is really a great luck, a great luck!" As he spoke, the old scribe hurriedly stepped into his shoes.

"Ah Yu is alive! Huan Qiurong's hand shook, and the wooden comb fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, she went out with red circles under her eyes.

Yang Yu's piano sound seemed to be out of the world, the breeze passed, blowing her clothes in the air, the more she played, the more she played, the more relieved, the song in her hand had been changed twice.

Ge Xiangong couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling this moment, no wine, no dance, no tea, no howling, just the piano, bringing him a clear spirit, a passion, a magnificent picture, he was like being there, overlooking the world.

The sound of hurried footsteps reached his ears, but he didn't want to open his eyes to explore, so he closed his eyes and felt it.

Everyone came to Yang Yu's side, but no one bothered them, they stood quietly aside, listening to the affectionate tune.

The servants who should have been busy with the work in their hands put down the things in their hands one after another, and involuntarily came to the door, listening attentively, at this moment, the tranquility brought by this song.

The strings in Yang Yu's hands played tirelessly, time had passed unconsciously for half a day, the warm sun slowly fell down the mountain, the bright moonlight shone on the earth, the figure of Qingqu was still straightening his back, sitting there like a pine and bamboo, the moon was in the sky, and there was no whisper in the vast city lord's mansion except for the sound of the piano.

The fingers gradually slowed down, and the whole half-day of playing ended with a song of mountains and flowing water.

Everyone was still immersed in the emotions that almost broke through their hearts, Yang Yu got up slowly, and then she found that her feet had already been numb from kneeling for too long, and there were many people gathered around her, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

She leaned over to everyone, and said in a voice as beautiful as broken jade: "Thank you for listening." ”

It was only at this time that everyone slowly woke up. A crowd surrounded Yang Yu.

"Girl, are you alright?" Got it all right? Jingmo's eyes were a little red.

Qi Yan was a little dissatisfied and said: "Wang Jingzhi didn't allow me and Jingmo to serve you. ”

Yang Yu smiled and nodded, her eyes were shining, "I have recovered from my illness, let's wait to get married." As he spoke, Yang Yu turned his head to look at Yang Guchen in the crowd, and said loudly: "Cousin Guchen, are you willing to marry Jingmo as your wife?" ”

So direct, so honest.

Let everyone be surprised first, and then happy. (To be continued.) )