"Then I don't know if I have the honor to let Qingyue play it for me first?" Murong Sichen thought that he had never heard this song in the hands of a woman, and he didn't know what kind of rhyme Chai Qingyue played.

Thinking about it, he was really curious, Murong Sichen couldn't wait for Chai Qingyue to immediately promise himself that he would be happy to hear it.

Chai Qingyue chuckled: "What? Si Chen wants to hear it? ”

deliberately hung his appetite, did not agree or refuse, just simply asked Murong Sichen if he wanted to hear it.

"That's right." Murong Sichen nodded like garlic, and said very sincerely, "I have already had the honor to appreciate Qingyue's dancing, but I don't know how Qingyue's piano skills are?" ”

"You can also be called lucky enough to appreciate it?" Chai Qingyue's words were full of disdain, how could Murong Sichen's face be so thick-skinned, why didn't he find out before?

Murong Sichen responded with a smile: "Then I don't know if I have the honor to listen to Qingyue play a song now?" ”

Chai Qingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, thought about it for a while, and agreed: "Well, it's okay, I haven't touched the piano for many days, so it's better to let you appreciate one or two today, and help me give advice by the way, so as not to make me lose face at the flower viewing banquet in three days." ”

"Okay." No matter what the reason was, Murong Sichen felt that it was good to achieve his goal, anyway, he had always been so shameless in Chai Qingyue's eyes.

Who knew that just after promising Murong Sichen to play a song for him, Chai Qingyue is in trouble now, there seems to be no piano in his dowry, so how can he play it?

A small face wrinkled together, her delicate facial features couldn't see her true face, and her heart was full of entanglements, Chai Qingyue thought in her heart how she would talk to Murong Sichen so that she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

After listening to Chai Qingyue's explanation, Murong Sichen couldn't cry or laugh, feeling that it was really ridiculous.

"Just let Lan Jin go and get the piano." Murong Sichen shook his head with a smile, quite helpless, "Why can't a huge prince's mansion find a piano?" ”

Chai Qingyue scratched her head in embarrassment, she didn't seem to have thought of this, and nodded with a red face in agreement: "Hmm." ”

"Blue brocade." Murong Sichen shouted at the people outside the house.

Lan Jin, who had been waiting outside the house, heard Murong Sichen calling him, and hurriedly pushed the door in, lowered his head and replied, "The slave is here, I don't know what His Highness commands?" ”

"Go to the storeroom and fetch that old fir harp." Murong Sichen remembered that there was such a piano in the warehouse, Luoxia style, as if it was made by a famous luthier, and it had a history of hundreds of years.

It is said that the sound of the piano is gorgeous, but Murong Sichen is not proficient in the piano and has not had much chance to play it. Bai Chudie had said that he wanted to see it, and it would be more complete if he could play, but Murong Sichen refused righteously.

Lan Jin finally found the guqin that was about to fall to ashes from a pile of things in the warehouse, and immediately lifted the cloth bag and sent it to Murong Sichen.

"Zhong Lao's qin?" Chai Qingyue's slender fingers swept over the position of the thirteen emblems of the guqin, and asked with surprise on her face, and her speed of speech also rose cheerfully.

Chai Qingyue's smile seemed to be contagious, and Murong Sichen unconsciously put on a smile: "It should be, I only remember that it is a very expensive qin, and the qin master is also famous." ”

"That's right." Chai Qingyue nodded and agreed, "It should be Zhong Lao's piano." ”

Zhong Lao is a qin master a hundred years ago, from the selection of materials to painting, Zhong Lao himself went into battle, but unfortunately the name is unknown, even the year of birth and death is unknown, only know that it is surnamed Zhong, so later generations are honored with a "Zhong Lao".

This is all that Murong Sichen knows.

"Let me tell you, Zhong Lao doesn't have many surviving pianos, it seems that there are no more than ten, so your piano is extremely precious." Chai Qingyue felt that she could only use the most simple language to express her inner joy and excitement at the moment, "I didn't expect that I would be able to see it myself one day!" I'm really excited and happy! ”

Seeing that Chai Qingyue had a tendency to continue chattering, Murong Sichen opened his mouth to interrupt her: "Okay, okay, after talking so much, why don't you try to play the bullet?" ”

Chai Qingyue slapped her head vigorously, as if she had finally reacted, and said in annoyance: "Yes, I can play!" I was so happy just now that I haven't noticed this! ”

Sitting on the chair, Chai Qingyue's hand passed the strings, plucked it, and made a crisp piano sound, Chai Qingyue was so stimulated that she couldn't control the volume again: "Wow! What a peerless piano! ”

Chai Qingyue did not pity her praise, watching Chai Qingyue obligently admiring a guqin, Murong Sichen let out a cold snort or two from his nose, using this = to express his extreme displeasure.

"Shouldn't it be that Sansheng is lucky enough to marry me?" Murong Sichen stared at his mouth dissatisfied, and his words were full of slow vinegar.

"Huh?" Chai Qingyue was finally willing to divide her eyes in half of Murong Sichen, and smiled, "Yes, thank you Sichen, I have the opportunity to meet such a good qin by marrying you." ”

Although Chai Qingyue's confession was very false, it was this false word that made Murong Sichen very useful, and showed an extremely bright smile at Chai Qingyue.

"I'm really not good at the piano, but Xiao still plays well." Murong Sichen cheekily began to sell melons and introduce his strengths to Chai Qingyue.

Chai Qingyue didn't know why: "Huh? So? ”

"Ahem." This self-selling boast really needs to be a little cheeky, the roots behind Murong Sichen's ears began to redden, and he coughed dryly, "So, I can condescend to play a song with you." ”

What is the original purpose?

Chai Qingyue smiled: "Of course you can." ”

"Then I'll let Lan Jin go and get my Yuxiao!" As soon as he heard Chai Qingyue agree, Murong Sichen immediately responded, "I also have a Yuxiao with excellent workmanship and quality. ”

Chai Qingyue just smiled and didn't comment, watching Murong Sichen behave in front of her.

"What do you see?" Murong Sichen took Yu Xiao and dangled it in front of Chai Qingyue's eyes very swayingly, "This is when I first started learning Xiao, my father specially ordered someone to make it for me, and he also invited excellent craftsmen, and the selection of materials is also excellent." ”

I don't know why, Chai Qingyue always felt that when Murong Sichen mentioned this past, the whole person was full of sadness, so she asked, "Si Chen, what's wrong?" I don't feel like you're very happy, don't you like this Xiao either? ”

Unexpectedly, this little disguise of his own was seen through by Chai Qingyue, so he replied according to Chai Qingyue's words, and simply admitted: "Well, a little." ”

"Just a little?" Chai Qingyue raised her eyebrows and asked, looking disbelieving.

Murong Sichen was a little hesitant, although he said that he had also told Chai Qingyue about some things in the court before, but he didn't say it in great detail, and he didn't know how much Chai Qingyue could understand.

So naturally I was thinking about whether to talk to Chai Qingyue in detail, but thinking about it, Chai Qingyue had already determined that it was from her own camp, so it didn't hurt to talk about it.