"Your Highness, Wanyue has finished jumping." Lin Wanyue's delicate voice suddenly brought Gong Yushu back to his senses, and a solemnity flashed in Gong Yushu's eyes, recently, he seems to be getting more and more distracted, and ......

looked at Ye Fusang with unkind eyes, it was all because of this woman that she was distracted, isn't it, what kind of poison did she give herself?

Lin Wanyue looked along the line of sight of the palace banquet, and when she saw Ye Fusang, a touch of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she adjusted her posture, Lin Wanyue pretended to be dignified and said, "I heard that the county lord is very good at the piano, I don't know, can the county lord perform it?" Lin Wanyue piled up a false smile on her face, seeing that Ye Fusang was unmoved, as if she didn't hear her voice, gritted her teeth, Lin Wanyue continued: "The queen has always loved the qin, presumably, the county lord will not let the queen down." ”

Ye Fusang glanced at Lin Wanyue, and his eyes flashed with disdain, it was really a boring little trick.

"Miss Lin is really lonely, in my Fengtian Dynasty, she is good at playing the piano and dancing, but she is good at men, not women." Ye Fusang held the wine glass in his hand in one hand and looked at Lin Wanyue with interest.

Hearing this, the smile on Lin Wanyue's face froze, "Hehe, is it?" That's Wanyue's mistake, but since the county lord is ready to marry His Royal Highness, then, naturally, he is a person from my Beiming, as a woman, it is not right to not know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Lin Wanyue looked at Ye Fusang with a sarcastic expression, and did not hide the schadenfreude in her eyes.

Gong Yushu glanced at Ye Fusang, and saw that a cold glint flashed in her eyes, for some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and glared at Lin Wanyue with unhappy eyes, and Gong Yushu said in a deep voice: "What kind of gift prepared by the county lord of Zhaoyang, please present it." ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang hooked the corners of his mouth and motioned to the person behind him, and after a while, a delicate tray was lifted up, and Gong Yuluo looked at the tray in front of him with a tug, "Uncover." He said casually, but his eyes looked at the tray in front of him with some expectation, and he was curious about what this woman would give him.

However,

When he saw the pearl hairpin in front of him, Gong Yushu's face changed instantly, his eyes looked at Ye Fusang fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What does the county lord mean by this?" "Is this woman insulting him in disguise?

She ate the bear's heart and the leopard had the guts to insult him.

Ye Fusang looked at Gong Yushu inexplicably, full of puzzlement for his black face, got up, Ye Fusang stood in the middle, and looked at the queen with a smile in his eyes, "This is a gift that Fusang specially ordered someone to find and give to Niangniang, and I hope that Niangniang will accept it with a smile." ”

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed in the queen's eyes, and her eyes were placed on the pearl hairpin, but she was afraid of Gong Yushu, and looked at Gong Yushu's face with some embarrassment, "County Lord, today is Shu'er's birthday, not from this palace." ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang smiled slightly, "Isn't His Highness's birthday the day of his mother's death?" Although Niangniang is not the biological mother of His Royal Highness, Niangniang has raised His Royal Highness since childhood, and today's gift is deserved. ”

"Good! What a Zhaoyang county lord! The emperor slapped the table and looked at Ye Fusang with admiration, "It is worthy of being the concubine chosen by Su'er, it is really extraordinary, and she has the responsibility of a country's wood." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Ye Fusang's face stiffened, forced a smile, and said lightly: "Emperor Xie praises." ”

"Humph!" Gong Yushu let out a disdainful cold snort in his nose, "Wanyue is right, if you want to be the concubine of this palace, but if you want to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the county lord will not do this, and that will not be, it is better to pack up and go back early." ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth, damn femme fatale, if he saved Shang Mo, even if he didn't need to say it, he would leave without hesitation, and he would never be in front of him.

Looking at Ye Fusang's iron-blue appearance, Gong Yushu's face finally softened a little, he always knew that this woman came for that arrogant man, but he Gong Yushu was not so easy to deal with.

"Then, Fusang is ugly!" Ye Fusang gritted his teeth and stared at Gong Yushu, and for a long time, he squeezed out such a sentence from between his teeth.

Ye Fusang glanced at Gong Yushu inexplicably, paced to the center of the pavilion, and slowly sat in front of the guqin, Gong Yushu looked at Ye Fusang with a gloating face, he didn't believe it, what kind of piano would she play, a female lord who only knew pleasure?

Ye Fusang gently placed his hand on the strings, and his bewitching face was even more captivating in the hazy night. The palace pavilion is lit up around the lights, and the red and yellow halo adds a blurry trance beauty, only to feel that the person sitting in the center of the pavilion is like a fairy in a dream, and has attracted the attention of many people before it starts.

The lips opened, the pure and ethereal voice was extremely penetrating, and a swan song for the ages began to flow slowly in the night, shocking everyone who heard it. "The bright red blood stains the wedding dress all over, and the vows of the past years are mottled in front of the eyes, how can the flowers spread ......"

Beautiful words, beautiful voices, beautiful people and scenery create a beautiful visual and auditory feast!

Ye Fusang Hao was still whispering softly repeatedly, and Lin Wanyue on the side was already shocked and couldn't close his mouth, this, this, this is really played and sung by this good-for-nothing county lord.

"Love and hate entanglement are entangled into silk threads, a needle and a thread, weaving your face, don't ask me, whether it takes a lifetime to achieve, a flower blooms in the dust, it is a red face"

In an instant, everyone present looked at each other, this word, this song has never been heard in the Northern Underworld Dynasty, such a swan song, if it was created by outsiders, it should also be circulated, so to speak, such a song was created by the notorious county lord in front of him?

"Who took me to feel the sweetness of this love, and there is bitterness hidden in it, like the boundless sea, even if I can grit my teeth and walk forward bravely, who can guarantee that there will be no tomorrow ......"

Ye Fusang's fingers slowly plucked on the strings, and the whole person was unconsciously brought into that scene, and others were also intoxicated by Ye Fusang's soft voice, Gong Yushu kept his hand holding the wine glass, and looked at Ye Fusang with his eyebrows and eyes closed, the words that touched his heart were entangled in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Thoughts pierce my heart like arrows, and the bright red blood stains the wedding dress all over the place, and how the flowers that bloom in front of my eyes after years of vows spread......"

In the quiet night, the palace banquet that was originally changed was restless, but because of Ye Fusang's singing, it began to have a sense of silence, which made people's hearts start to miss the most primitive and aroused the melancholy in the hearts of others.

Gong Yuluo looked at Ye Fusang with deep eyes, what has this person experienced, the sound of the piano and the singing are particularly clear. The ethereal fairy sound is like a fairy sound from outside the sky, penetrating people's eardrums and hitting the deepest part of the heart! The dusty, the depressed, the sad and lonely, the sorrow of separation, have all broken the ground and sprouted, dancing together with the peerless words.

The strings stopped, the singing stopped, and in the quiet night, only the aftermath was left, and I don't know whose heart it was stirring!

"Weave your face with a needle and thread, don't ask me if it takes me a lifetime to achieve flowers in the dust, and a flower is a red face......"

Ye Fusang closed his eyes, and the whole person was brought to that scene, unnaturally portraying the pain in his heart inadvertently and vividly this song, this tune, and this song, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but be immersed in the faint and resentful voice of regret.

At this moment, Ye Fusang suddenly stood up, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a beautiful little face lacked the enchanting and charming, cold as the full moon hanging high above his head. "Fuso is tired, let's stop here for today"

Coldly put down this somewhat abrupt sentence and turned to leave. The back walked a little eagerly, but inexplicably with an indescribable sadness. Everyone suddenly woke up from their obsession, and they were all a little dazed for a while.

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