readx;

Does Huangfu Qingtian love lotus flowers?

Why are there so many lotus ponds in this Luowang Annex?

Chi Ling'er involuntarily cast her gaze on the lotus pond next to the gravel path. The white moonlight poured down from the sky www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, hitting the round and smooth lotus leaves, the breeze came slowly, and the leaf waves lifted lightly, drawing a smooth curve of dancing.

The smell of the air with the fragrance of lotus leaves is refreshing.

Such a moonlight, how can it be described as "poetic"?

"Miss Chi, please come here." Meng Yanshan's voice interrupted Chi Ling'er's thoughts.

Chi Ling'er retracted her gaze, only to find that Meng Yanshan had stopped.

"Won't Meng Gongzi go over?" Chi Ling'er glanced ahead, it was a forest, with lush foliage and lushness.

Meng Yanshan said with a smile: "The prince only invited Miss Chi alone. ”

What the hell? Mysterious.

Walk through the woods and up a meandering promenade of water pavilions. Soon, the simple and elegant piano sound floated in the air, undulating and melodious.

She couldn't help it, she slowed down, and couldn't help but listen attentively, even afraid that the footsteps would disturb the natural sound.

Why, why does she feel that such a sound has endless intimacy, even a hint of familiarity?

Who is it? Who strokes the piano?

Is it the Emperor?

It should be, Meng Yanshan said, Huangfu Qingtian only invited her. That being the case, in this vicinity, apart from her, there is only Huangfu Qingtian. If it's not him playing the piano, who else could it be?

The rumors are not to be believed. Outsiders say that he is like a demon, but he is such an elegant person? Fuqin music, the artistic conception is far away, and the calm and gentle in the sound of the piano can be glimpsed by outsiders?

The soft sound of the piano shows that the violinist's heart is calm and undisturbed.

Before, she wondered, wondering if he was a person who liked to be clean or lively. Now, she had the answer in mind.

The sound of the piano is like the sound of the heart, and every note tells the world his pride. He can accept the whole world with a broad and calm heart, or he can ignore the nine-day sky with the courage to look at the common people.

Before she knew it, she had reached the end of the corridor.

In front of me is a quaint covered bridge, under which the stream is murmuring.

On the bridge, a man like a fairy, his slender fingers are mercilessly plucking the strings, and the intoxicating sound of heaven is flowing from the guqin.

Yes, it's Huangfu Qingtian.

Under the moonlight, he is dressed in white and moves slowly, where is the legendary ruthlessness and arrogance?

I never knew that the noble and mysterious King Luo was such a man.

He must have noticed her arrival a long time ago, and glanced in her direction.

Chi Ling'er walked over slowly.

It's just that this night is too beautiful, and the sound of such a piano is too intoxicating, and she can't bear to spoil this beauty. She didn't say a word until she approached him.

He was speechless, intoxicated with stroking the piano.

After a song, Chi Ling'er realized that she didn't know when she held her breath.

"Are you still satisfied with seeing this king?" A pleasant voice, low and magnetic, as if it has endless magic, it can suck all the listener's thoughts.

As the words fell, he got up, turned again, and came face to face with her.

The moonlight shone on his angular face, outlining a perfect silhouette. The heroic sword eyebrows, the dark eyes, the straight nose bridge, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth reveal endless sexiness.

He's laughing?

Chi Ling'er also grinned and smiled: "It's not annoying." ”

"Then stay with the king forever." A smile became more and more pronounced at the corners of his mouth, and there was a thick bewitchment in his soft voice.