As the eighth prince, no matter who comes to toast, he will drink it all, polite and easy-going. But he was alienated and didn't return to others, nor did he pour himself a drink, he just sat quietly, and he didn't know whether he was closing his eyes and resting his mind or staring at someone through the undisturbed jade-colored veil.

I sat beside him and sat upright, but my eyes slid silently behind the veil, and I didn't let go of any of them. I sighed again, it's really convenient to have this veil!

"Childe, can I get up and take a walk?" Yin Manchuan leaned over and leaned towards me crookedly, "I can't sit still!"

"Then you can eat something!" I said in a low voice, "these are all good things! ”

"Is that okay?" Yin Manchuan turned his head to look at the desk, and I heard a gurgling of saliva.

"Yes. Canghai nodded gently, and replied to Yinmanchuan unexpectedly.

"Okay!" Yin Manchuan suddenly rubbed his hands excitedly, sharpened his knife Huo Huo to the pig and sheep, and unceremoniously grabbed the ears of the roast suckling pig in the jasper lotus leaf plate, and pulled it up for a burst of chewing. Immediately attracted the sideways eyes of the people next to him.

Looking at Yinmanchuan's veil surging for a while, I almost laughed out loud, this guy can still remember after eating, he can't take off the veil, it's really teachable!

Canghai's slender fingers pinched the crystal glass, and gently poured a glass of wine, the rippling color of the wine reflected his complexion as moist as white jade, and the beauty was attractive.

I was stunned and watched Canghai gently and thoughtfully hand the wine glass to Yin Manchuan, as if I saw Yin Manchuan hands busy and gently placed on the desk, bowed his head and said in a low voice: "Drink." No need to speak, you continue to eat. ”

This feels unusually weird, I suddenly found that Canghai is deliberately trying to misunderstand everyone, Yinmanchuan is the male pet he loves the most!

Seeing Canghai's appearance of caring for his male pet in every way, it was not subtle, and complex emotions appeared in everyone's eyes. I keenly felt that the emperor slowly condensed his displeased gaze towards the sea, and stared at it for a long time.

Sitting next to Canghai, I began to feel uncomfortable like Mang's back, and Canghai still went his own way, watching Yinmanchuan feast, and poured a glass of wine for her from time to time. In a vocal mist, the gentleness of the sea seems infinitely charming and dazzling.

"Xi'er. The emperor finally couldn't sink for the first time, and his voice was dark, meaning something.

"Father," Canghai stood up, his white robe was elegant and noble, "the son wants to play a guqin for his father, so as to help the wine." ”

"Xu!" the emperor's voice suddenly became inexplicably high.

In my boundless astonishment, I saw a flash of obvious disbelief in the emperor's eyes, and in an instant I became surprised, and I immediately tried my best to maintain a calm face. This emperor is the same as me, and he was frightened by Canghai, who has always had a cold temperament, and said that he wanted to perform in public.

Canghai slowly walked to the center of the hall, and the white-clothed Shengxue hair band fluttered, and in the red vermilion plum on his back, he came out of the dust like a fairy. The hall was silent for a moment.

Sitting cross-legged in a chic manner, Canghai took the guqin presented by the little servant and put it on his lap. After a pause, he raised his hand leisurely to pluck the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded. The slender fingertips, white as jade, are soft and swift like a spring breeze sweeping over a flower bud, and the graceful voice rises slowly, circling in the air. The melody of the piano appears and disappears, like the clouds and mist on the top of a high mountain.

Quietly, the rhythm became lively, the timbre was clear, murmurful, clear and cold. The melody of the clouds and rivers is like a song, and I listen quietly, and the joy arises spontaneously.

The elegant melody suddenly began to rise and fall at this moment, and the sound of the piano boiled and surging like a dragon's roar. I couldn't help but look at the sea, his veil not moving, but his arms flew like a sword striking a waterfall, faster and faster, so fast that I couldn't see my fingertips and strings.

For a moment, I was dizzy, as thrilling as if I was riding a dangerous boat across the Wu Gorge. Subconsciously breathed deeply, trying to calm the inexplicable violent heartbeat.

The sound of the piano in the sea is like my heartbeat that rises abruptly and slowly falls, falling slowly, and the tail note of Qingyue is like an ode, and the aftertaste is melodious, straight up to the sky.

I squinted my eyes, the sound of the guqin, a treasure of Chinese culture, is indeed extraordinary, the timbre is special, and the melody is melodious!

The hall was silent, everyone quietly reminisced in the sound of the piano, no one cared about the sea getting up, and walked back to their seats with ethereal steps.

"Good!" The emperor was the first to let out an exclamation, his voice full of surprise and joy, "Xi'er, I didn't expect you to have a good piano!

"Thank you Father Emperor Miao Zan," Canghai stood up and saluted, his demeanor elegant, "but ask for the reward of my father, Rong Erchen and his attendants can wear veils in front of the emperor." ”

"Xu. The emperor nodded, looking at Canghai's intoxicated face, and his eyes were surprisingly gentle.

I hummed disdainfully in my heart, I was already wearing a veil in front of the emperor, and then asked the emperor for permission, isn't this taking off my pants and farting?

"Your Majesty, the courtiers admire the superb piano skills of the Eighth Prince," a cold and tactful voice sounded, and Zhe Mingzhu stood up and saluted the euphemistic emperor, "Dedication to a poem to show respect." ”

"Good!" the Emperor nodded with a smile on his face.

"Put the piano on your lap, sit lazily but with affection. Seven strings all over the place, one string and one clear heart. Zhe Mingzhu bowed slightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he groaned casually, the original out-of-the-world flower and moon appearance was so beautiful that the country and the city were beautiful because of frowning and contemplation. Her skin is as bright as the full moon, and her expression is full of sorrow at the moment, like a bright moon covered by clouds, which makes people's hearts soft. "Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, away from people's hearts!"

This is the legendary exit chapter, the god skill of the three-step chant, right? I looked at Zhe Mingzhu with my mouth open, and looked at the bustle in her bright apricot eyes. Does she want to complain to the emperor about her grievances? This is an encroachment to challenge the imperial power, is she overly dizzy with grief and indignation because she was robbed of her love by a knife?!

I subconsciously looked at Tanhualang and the horse, the man in the wind of Yushu lowered his head, and when he heard the last line of Zhe Mingzhu's poem, his hand trembled violently, and the wine in the crystal cup suddenly spilled himself.

I sigh sadly, this is the sorrow and grievance that a lover can't finally become a family! The identity of the horse is like the Milky Way separating the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and the veins between the Yingying and the water are silent!

"Your Majesty, today's flowers are blooming, the piano is well-lit, the concubines can't help but itch, and want to play a song for the emperor, I hope the emperor will listen to it!"

As Zhe Mingzhu's aunt, Concubine Gao must know that Tanhualang has changed from her sister's son-in-law to her husband's sister-in-law. So I didn't want Zhe Mingzhu to offend the imperial power because of a momentary mistake, so I began to come forward to stop it, "Mingzhu, your words are really good! My aunt will ask the emperor for you, you sit down first." ”

"Concubine, I haven't listened to your pipa for a long time, and I'm a little nostalgic. The emperor smiled and turned his head to look at the noble concubine, "You can just play a song at will." ”