Su Baiyu sat among the hundred chrysanthemums, his white fingers caressed the body of the piano, the jade fingers began to fluctuate on the guqin, the smooth and tactful sound of the piano slowly flowed out, the white clothes were fluttering, the jade face was overwhelmed, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his face was relaxed, and his black eyes looked at Su Wusheng fixedly, it seemed that this piano was for her, and this music was played for her......

Forget Sheng quietly turned his face, the music in his ears changed suddenly, the white jade hand was played, the strings were played quickly, the sound of the piano was sharp, high, but not abrupt, like countless fierce horses running, fierce and fierce......

Everyone seemed to be intoxicated by this wonderful music that did not look like the world, but they saw that Concubine Shui Ju was still calm, holding a white jade porcelain cup on her fingers, gently sipping tea, and occasionally swept her eyes, not at Bai Yu, but at Su Wangsheng.

Concubine Shui Ju seemed to see through everything, which made Wangsheng feel stunned, and she only stopped looking at Bai Yu from beginning to end.

After the sound of the piano, the white clothes rose, indifferently like a fairy standing in the flowers, bending down to salute, the wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, the hair danced with the wind, fluttering in a piece of pure white and chrysanthemum, beautiful as a fairy.

Su Baiyu walked with a steady and slow pace, and said to the Queen Mother: "The minister is ugly." ”

The Queen Mother looked at him with a look of relief, and there was a bit of longing on her face, "This sound of the piano reminds the mourning family of many scenes when they were young, and the white jade qin painting is really the first in Yanjing!" ”

Bai Yu shook his head and smiled, like an unclean lotus, "The Queen Mother praised it, Bai Yu is just, born from the scenery, happy from the heart, looking at the scenery, and having love!" ”

His eyes, unintentionally, drifted to the face of the forgotten life, and the hand holding the cup of the forgotten life almost slipped to the table because of his look, but even if he caught it, he avoided his gaze.

Bai Yuwan'er, forgetting to hook her head, Concubine Shui Ju turned her face to look at all this in front of her, and said: "I heard that Liang Painter and Ugly Concubine Niangniang often danced together when they were young, which can be called a great beauty, I wonder if we can watch a dance in this flower-viewing season?" ”

Forget about life, raise your head, dance? She remembered that she didn't know much classical dancing at all.

Bai Yu turned his face, his eyes were like a pool of quiet blue lake, "The minister has no objection, what about the mother?" ”

"Do you dance with the piano? Ugly concubine, the mourning family wants to see it, I heard that Liang Huashi never wants others to dance with his own piano, it turns out that his own family can do it. The Queen Mother was quite interested, "Ugly concubine, are you willing?" ”

Wangsheng looked at the Queen Mother with a look of expectation and unacceptable resistance, so he had to get up and stand beside Bai Yu, "Concubine, I am willing to give it a try." ”

Bai Yu sat down in front of the piano and looked at Wangsheng, "Ah Sheng, don't be afraid, just like before." ”

Forget to stare at him, in the past? The problem is that she has no idea what the road used to be!

She hasn't turned around yet, the euphemistic but resolute sound of the piano coupons came, the mountains and flowing water, the gurgling charm, the white jade stroked the qin, and the eyes looked at her fixedly, "up, point, grace, wind, ripples......"

He slowly said a few words, forgot to listen to the music, his body danced involuntarily, raised his waist, a little between his feet, his wrists swayed high, the sound of the wind rose, lingering and turning, in the long sea of flowers, due to a touch of white ripples affecting the whole sea of flowers to turn, two pure white in ten thousand chrysanthemums attracted everyone's attention, beautiful heart.

"Falling flowers and wolves are drunk, and sheng songs are drunk in dreams", Bai Yu looked at her and played softly, "Wear quietly, the evening makeup is remnant, who can make the green mustache ......"

There was silence, only these two intersecting and compatible white eyes intersected, and they were revolving between heaven and earth, but in front of them, they were all white jade's determined eyes and beautiful face.

"Stay in the light and cherish the face, and lean on the ...... alone at dusk"

Forgetting his life and stopping his dance steps, Bai Yu stopped playing music and muttered, "Xiangyuan Yiqing, Shengge Yan Dance ......"

"Su Wangsheng ......"

At this moment, she could only hear him call herself......

Su Wangsheng.