After thinking about it for a while, he pursed his lips, pushed open the door, and walked into the courtyard.

When he saw the people in the courtyard, he was stunned.

Although it was only a back, he recognized the man.

Yejiu?

Nalan Rongzhi's brows furrowed slightly, a little puzzled.

She is a woman who can also play the piano?

Hearing the sound of pushing the door behind him, Ye Jiu's playing hand stopped, turned to look, and was stunned.

The man is dressed in a green shirt, with black hair and hosta, bathed in the moonlight, his long body is jade, his eyebrows are handsome, his eyes are as rich as jade, and his eyes seem to be dyed with starlight and moonlight, which adds a bit of elegance, as if coming from a painting.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world!

Then, Yejiu came back to her senses.

"What is the so-called matter of Nalan Sidehusband coming to this king?"

Nalan Rongzhi walked to the stone table, put the candle on the stone table, sat on the stone bench opposite Yejiu, and pursed his lips slightly.

"It's nothing, but I was attracted by the sound of the prince's piano, so I came over to take a look. However, the princess and the woman would play such a beautiful piano sound, which really surprised Rong Zhi. ”

Ye Jiu tugged at the corners of her lips and didn't say anything.

"Squeak..."

The courtyard door was opened again.

At this moment, a head poked out of the door.

Ye Jiu looked at the man and pursed his lips and smiled.

"What is Ziyan doing?"

Luo Ziyan, who was a thief, was startled and walked into the courtyard with a weak heart.

The delicate face was full of uneasy expressions, the white cheeks were slightly red, and the fair skin looked more and more white and tender under the moonlight. A white wreath was tied around his wrist, and he was a little immature in his teenage milk.

"Wife...... Wife, I just think my wife plays it too well, so I ......"

Luo Ziyan lowered his head uneasily.

Originally, I thought that my wife couldn't sleep, and then I heard the sound of the piano again, so I followed the sound of the piano and came over.

Ye Jiu chuckled: "It's okay, do you want to listen?" Sit down. ”

Ye Jiu pointed to the stone bench next to him.

"Yes."

Turning around, facing Nalan Rongzhi's black eyes, Luo Zi saluted: "Nalan sidehusband." ”

Nalan nodded in response.

Ye Jiu was about to play, and another charming voice sounded: "It's so lively tonight, so why don't you add me too~"

The North Palace Festival took up light work and jumped off the roof.

Walking to Ye Jiu's side in an instant, a pair of phoenix eyes looked at her with a smile, and kissed her lightly on the face while Ye Jiu was not paying attention.

Ye Jiu didn't stop it, her face was hot.

"If you want to listen, just sit down."

Seeing that people were really going to be angry, the Beigong Festival sat down peacefully.

"Beigong side husband."

Luo Ziyan shouted obediently.

Beigong Sacrifice snorted, which was a response.

Luo Ziyan looked at Ye Jiu in surprise again: "The wife also knows how to play the piano?" ”

Ye Jiu smiled lightly.

"Why not, I still have more, what does Ziyan want to hear?"

Luo Ziyan grabbed his sleeve embarrassedly.

"Anything is fine."

Ye Jiu's gaze returned to the piano, his hands moved, his thin lips opened slightly, and he sang softly.

"The night rain is not listening

The landscape outside the curtain is clear

There is a warbler in the depths of the jade building

The hairpin head is idle for a round of moonlight

The deceased woke up from his dream

A night of murmuring in the pillow

The fire is out

There is no shadow of the horn of the clothes

The head of the year is nowhere to be found

There are only floating flowers and waves to accompany people

A cloud of smoke surrounds the pavilion

Don't groan about the past

Writing and writing

Thick ink wet brocade

Where the wind is babbling

The old people don't hear the letter of Hongyan

Red dust with flowing water

Drifting alone

Twilight crow

I saw that the mountain was half hidden

Torrential rain is coming

Not in the old mood

Flowers outside the court are late

The night is quiet

When I came, the road was cloudy

The curtain is light

Listen to the chirping of first-order insects

The light moon is full of stars

Where the piano sounds

Leaning on the railing to make lovesickness affectionate

The sound outside the curtain did not stop

The wind moves the shadow of the flowers

Cloister

The long lights are bright at night

……”

The three of them listened quietly to Yejiu playing and singing.

Gentle and tactful and slightly low, like a whisper at the bottom, like a gentle whisper, clear and cheerful but with a touch of bitterness.

The three of them never thought that the original woman could be so gentle and tactful, and the original woman could sing so well.