A transparent blue sky, like a silk handkerchief, and fine and white clouds stayed on the blue sky, like magnolia flowers embroidered on a scarf.

The cloudless sky, the dome shrouded the earth, and thousands of flickering points of light fluttered and frolicked in the sky.

The sky is like a sapphire that is very smooth and like a blue satin that is delicately woven. It seems to be so close to you that you can touch it with a single hand, but it seems to be so far away from you that you can't get close.

Looking at such a beautiful weather, Xia Houqing suddenly gave birth to play a song.

She stroked the body, sat down, laid it flat, took a deep breath, and her fingers began to ripple on the piano very smoothly. Accompanied by the piano, a gentle and somewhat sad singing voice slowly flowed out.

"Late night thoughts, I can't expect your affectionate response; Affectionate eyes can't see through your deep hearts; The deep feelings can't give you a deep touch; The deep memory awakens my heart to miss you; Deep love will not get your love after all. ”

Murong Feng, who was on the way to Xueyuan, heard this sad and tactful singing, his footsteps stopped, his whole body froze, holding his breath, and his heart was full of shock. He has loved the piano since he was a child, and he has different feelings for the piano, so he naturally heard the meaning of the piano.

Every sentence is telling me that every time I am thinking about you, in every word, I can't say my lovesickness, can't you see it? I love you so affectionately, and you remain as indifferent as a stone.

At the same time, he was also wondering in his heart, who was playing such a sad tune? He never knew that Cher could also play the piano, huh?

With doubts and appreciation, Murong Feng stepped into the snow garden, and at a gazebo, he saw a girl wearing a sky blue gauze skirt, her face facing the large lavender, her body was bewitching, her long hair was draped over her vest, and she was gently held by only a silver bun. He looked at her back, and felt that this person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Under Murong Feng's long eyelashes, his deep eyes that shimmered like black crystals stared at the back in the distance in contemplation.

Xia Houqing, who was indulging in her heart, suddenly stiffened, and felt that her body and mind were locked by a scorching snoop.

raised his head, twisted his eyebrows, and his dark eyes emitted a puzzled light.

Not far away, under the willow tree, a pair of bright black eyes were looking at her in a daze.

Xiahou Qing slowly put down the piano in her hand and gradually got up.

Murong Feng never thought that the person who played this song was actually a famous princess, chasing Mei Xu all day long to commit nymphomaniac, both brutal and willful! And he usually sees her dressed up, although he just glanced at her in a hurry, but at that time he still felt that she was noble and willful, but he never knew that Xiahou Qing was so beautiful without makeup.

Now that he was discovered, Murong Feng also walked towards Xiahou Qing generously.

He met Xiahou Qing's eyes and looked at it carefully, until Xiahou Qing looked uncomfortable, and hurriedly moved his eyes away.

There was obvious doubt in his black and white eyes, obviously he didn't understand why Xia Houqing was disguising himself like this.

Xia Houqing felt as if she had been run over by a carriage, and she felt uncomfortable, she didn't expect to meet other people in such a situation.

Neither of them spoke, and there was a strange aura circulating in the air.

In the end, it was Murong Feng who interrupted this embarrassing state for both of them.

"I didn't expect that the seventh princess was so superb in terms of piano skills, and she was ashamed to be ashamed." Those warm eyes looked at her with both admiration and shame.

Maybe it's an affirmation of her current side and a shame for her past side.

Xiahou Qing looked at Murong Feng in front of him: white clothes and black hair, clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied or tied, slightly fluttering, handsome face, smooth and fair face, revealing a gentle and elegant atmosphere; Deep dark eyes with a charming glow. No wonder people call Murong Feng a red-faced son, it's really a red-faced disaster!

"Hehe, I can't talk about it, sit down, it's not that you don't have to be so restrained in the palace here, besides, I'm just a guest in the Murong Mansion now." Xia Houqing did not explain her strange behavior today.

Murong Feng saw that she didn't want to continue this topic, but she didn't feel anything.

"Princess, is it customary to live in the house?"

"Oh, it always feels much more free than the palace."

“……”

"Okay, since I'm out of the palace, then please don't treat me as a princess, just like an ordinary person treats me." If she could, she wished she was just a normal person.

"Well, since the princess said so, then it is better to be respectful than to obey her fate." Murong Feng was not a person who was bound by ethics and morality in the first place.

"I wonder if the princess can have Yaxing and play a song with the next ensemble?"

It had been a long, long time since he had touched his Xiao. It's rare to have like-minded people today, so why not play a song?

"I can't ask for it." Anyway, it's boring and boring now, it's better to have someone to accompany you than to be sad here alone, Xia Houqing thought so.

"Then the princess will start first!"

Xia Houqing did not shirk and played the last song again.

Since the piano is up, why is it silent?

When the sound of the piano is low, the sound of the flute is passionate, and when the sound of the piano is high, the sound of the flute is also graceful.

One high and one low, one run and one chase, like a shadow.

After a song, both of them were still unburned.

"The princess's piano skills, I admire it!" It was still a gentle tone, but the dark eyes were full of surprise.

Xiahou Qing flashed her eyes that were as smooth as honey, "Don't call me a princess anymore, since I am out of the palace, I am no longer a princess in the palace, you can just call me Qing'er!" ”

When Murong Xue returned to Xueyuan, she saw such a harmonious situation.

Now it was Murong Xue's turn to wonder, what happened when she wasn't here? How do these two people look at harmony, are these two eyes on each other?

That can't be, as far as she knows... These two can't be together! Xiahou Qing loves Mei Xu to death or alive, otherwise she would not be so sad that she fainted. Could it be that her brother likes Xiahou Qing?

No way... She can't let her brother fall in, Xia Houqing's feelings for Mei Xu are so deep, he will only be the injured party.

The more often Murong Xue thought about it, the more terrifying she felt, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out. Although in the sun, these two people look so harmonious and beautiful, but this is more important than the happiness of the elder brother.

Murong Xue pretended to be surprised, looking at the two of them, "Hey, brother, why are you here?" ”

"Can't you come and see Cher if you're fine?" Murong Feng looked at Murong Xue with a smile in his eyes.

"Brother, are you sure you're here to see Cher?" Murong Xue winked at Murong Feng.

"Naughty!" Murong Feng looked at her amusedly.

Off topic:

Do you want to simply make Xiahou Qing and Murong Feng a couple? (?? ˇ?ˇ??)