When he entered the house, Rong Qing found that the piano stand had been placed, and even the sandalwood had been burned, and because it had been lit for a long time, the aroma in the whole room was very strong.

Rong Qingqing didn't know where the tradition of playing the piano and burning incense came from, so he directly extinguished the incense at the moment, pushed open the window, and let the wind blow in.

"Miss Song, the fragrance of plants and trees outside the window, the fragrance of flowers, accompanied by a breeze, which is not stronger than this sandalwood." Rong said softly.

Song Yumo walked to the window, glanced out, and sniffed lightly.

"Young lady, you're right, it's just that I've been smelling this sandalwood for more than ten years."

Rong Qing was a little incomprehensible, so she asked: "Although this sandalwood is calming, isn't it too strong?" ”

Song Yumo tilted her head, she didn't seem to be able to say anything about it, and was silent for a moment before saying, "My mother said the point." ”

Rong didn't speak lightly, just opened the window, and then pulled Song Yumo to sit down.

Banxia took out the incense burner with great eyesight.

"Miss Song, you learn quickly, I'll play it first, can you help me find a problem?" Rong asked softly.

Song Yumo nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Rong took a deep breath gently, a little nervous. For today's practice, she practiced for a long time in Lufu yesterday, from the initial stumbling to the first stanza, she was so tired that she didn't want to speak. And even if she wore finger covers, she felt that her fingertips hurt so much, and I don't know how Song Yumo, who had been practicing for so long this morning, persevered.

After thinking about it, Rong gently raised his hand and stroked the strings.

Song Yumo listened carefully, and then when he looked up and saw Rong lightly nervous, he couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

After a moment, Rong exhaled softly, let go of his fingers and said, "This is really too difficult to play the piano." ”

"The young lady played well this time, but it was not as exciting as last time, but it was still better than mine." Song Yumo said in the end, her brows frowned slightly, and she didn't know what her situation was.

Rong coughed lightly twice, and seeing that there was no one else in the room, he cautiously asked, "Do you have a beloved?" It's okay if it's not the prince. ”

Song Yumo was stunned for a moment, his cheeks turned rare red, and the whole person was a little panicked, and it took a long time to look at Rong Rong with great shame and said softly: "Young lady, why do you ask me, ask me this question......

She was slightly stunned at this moment, this ancient woman was only fifteen, sixteen or seven, and her thinking was very mature, so she asked if she wanted to, how did she know that Song Yumo was shy like this. coughed lightly twice at the moment, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, it's like this......" As she spoke, she told Qiuyue's origin, of course, with the permission of her mother-in-law, and also so that Song Yumo could change her mentality and play good music.

Song Yumo nodded and said, "I see." "No wonder this autumn moon is so pleasant, this song is longing, it is love, and it wants to convey to the ears of the loved one.

But—

How should she express this love, this song?

"So I asked you if you have a crush, even if it's not the prince. Out of this door, this question is rotten in my stomach and will not reveal half a point. Rong said softly.

Song Yumo was a little silent, she didn't know what to say.

Rong gently took her hand and looked at Song Yumo's eyes.

Song Yumo looked at her, not knowing what expression to make.

"I know that your performance this time is a mission, and I also know that you may be afraid of that palace, but Miss Song, you have no choice." Rong Qingqing knew that she had said a lot, and she even got involved with the royal family, but she didn't regret it, she liked the girl in front of her. I like her simplicity, but I pity her for being involuntarily.

Song Yumo was silent for a moment and said, "Young lady, you're right, I'm afraid of that place, but I have to go into that place. I have to do everything perfectly, otherwise I will be in line with the law of the family, and I want to be in line with the identity of a crown princess and even the future queen in every word and deed. ”

Rong Qing knew that Song Yumo was having a heart-to-heart with her, so he immediately persuaded: "Since you don't have the ability to change this fate, let yourself live better." According to what I said, I will do what I should do well on the surface, and I can relax myself to my heart's content in private. ”

Song Yumo smiled bitterly, she couldn't, her mother told her that she couldn't relax herself all the time, she had to work hard. But she tried so hard, but she still couldn't.

"Let's play the piano." Song Yumo turned around, looked at Naqin and said. The piano is the thing that has been with her for the longest time, from the novelty at the beginning, the joy of playing the first piece, to the numbness and pursuit of perfection later, and now it is difficult to give up.

Maybe the piano is her only consolation, if she can't play the most perfect autumn moon, it really lives up to this piano, as well as her efforts in the past ten years.

After thinking about it, Song Yumo gently stroked the strings, and his fingers slowly plucked......

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When Rong went to find Qin Yuwan, it was already afternoon, and she didn't know how she had persevered for so long, maybe it was the influence of a scholar around her, who had been practicing and had no distractions, so she also practiced.

There was still a lot of harvest from this day, and her piano sound was much smoother and more coherent.

But when Song Yumo asked her to practice the piano together tomorrow, Rong Qing still agreed with a very helpless mood. It seems that if you want to improve your academic performance, you really have to have a top student around you to supervise you all the time, but this process is a bit hard.

Qin Yuwan tried to cook a bowl of noodles today, just to give Rong Qing, who has worked hard until now.

Rong Qing was very moved, she finally had something to eat.

At that time, Rong Qingqing thought that Song Yumo had forgotten the time, so it was not good to remind her, but she didn't expect Banxia to forget it, and later asked Banxia Rong lightly to know that it was normal for Song Yumo to forget to eat when he played the piano, so he forgot and stopped eating.

That's how this slender figure came about!

Rong gently gave up, anyway, she didn't eat fat, and she didn't plan to lose weight like that willow, just live so healthily.

After Rong gently ate the bowl of noodles, she looked at Qin Yuwan and said what she had said about talking to Song Yumo today, and at the end she shook her head helplessly and sighed: "At the beginning, it was her father or family who gave her a frame, and then she also built a framework for herself, which was smaller and stronger. Mother, this may be the perfect princess or queen, but she is no longer Song Yumo, she still retains some of Song Yumo's characteristics, but it is estimated that she will be slowly hidden or even disappear soon. ”

Qin Yuwan shook her head, sighed and said, "We can only persuade, but it still depends on herself." ”