Chapter Eighty-Seven: Shall I Let You Go?
"Chunxian, let's play, I've been waiting for thirty years, and I don't want to wait for a moment now!"
Chen Qianhe sat on a Taishi chair, facing the center of the stage.
The prostitutes around him did not dare to speak because of his momentum, and they all hid aside, because the chief guard was about to arrive, and they did not want to be involved in it.
Therefore, the field was instantly clean, and only one old and one young remained.
The old ones are indifferent, and the small ones are calm.
Chen Qianhe's eyes were slightly closed, he just wanted to listen to the music now, and the rest would be talked about later.
Wu Feng stood beside him, and also wanted to hear the piano skills of the legendary Chunxian family, and even her reputation was spread in Giethoorn Village, and now when he saw it, he was really shocked.
Chunxian's face was pale, her eyes were full of charm, and she glanced at Chen Qianhe meaningfully, she sat on the ground, and gently plucked the strings with one hand.
A song of mortal tears, mortal tears?
Chen Qianhe closed his eyes and listened, his fingers tapping the beat, his brows were deeply locked, and his eyes were wet with tears.
Back then, as a first-class national prince, I was under one person and above ten thousand.
Everything is in your hands, everything is at your fingertips.
At that time, I was high-spirited, you waited for me, I was majestic and domineering, and your green gauze tent was warm.
However, as a prince of the country, I must take care of the royal face, how can I marry a Qinglou woman?
Even if my Danshu is the best dragon martial artist, even if I cultivate to become a Grandmaster, the scenery in front of people is endless.
But so what, I have always been just a mortal, and I have never been able to break free from the shackles of the world.
Just because I am the protector of the country, I must set an example for all the people, and I must take into account the holy dragon face, Chunxian, I will never marry, I will never accept, don't you still understand my heart?
And now, I have cultivated to nothing, I am a wasted person, and I can't afford to be the prince of the country, and I have no face for you.
Thankfully, I've found a reliable pillar of the Empire who can take my place.
Now, I'm finally free, Chunxian......
Are you still waiting for me?
......
As soon as the song fell, everyone listened to it as if they were fascinated, as if they were helpless in the red dust, and felt the boundless resentment.
For some reason, they always felt that Chunxian had never played this time, and this kind of good couldn't be described, and it was like two kinds of people before.
One is emotionless, just playing for the sound of the piano.
But today, this is playing with heart, and in every rhyme, there is a gripping pain, which is simply immersive and empathetic.
The first to bear the brunt was Chen Qianhe, who had already wet his clothes with tears, and he heard a lot from the piano, although there was not a single word, but it could be worth a thousand words......
"Chunxian, I didn't expect your resentment to be so deep, yes, I made you wait for thirty years, let you go from twenty years old to half a hundred now, I, I'm sorry for you....."
On the stage, Chunxian sat silently, and was also bowing her head and weeping, tears fell on the piano, and she confided in a few more voices.....
Why did Master cry?
Wu Feng scratched his head, he listened to it, but he didn't feel anything, he stood in place stupidly, he just thought it sounded good.
And not far behind, a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at him.
It was Qin Wan in disguise, she used some disguise techniques to change her appearance, her face was white veil, but she was aggressive.
Okay, I really came to Wanhualou, this old immortal, I know that I took my Wu Feng badly, and taught him to fight?
In the long run, then pay it back?!
Qin Wan made up her mind that she would make these two look good later......
"Mr. Wang has arrived!!"
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from outside the door, and two rows of armored soldiers broke into the door, holding swords and fierce spirits.
The prostitutes came back to their senses, although they were very grateful to Chen Qianhe for ordering such a nice song for them, but they still couldn't help but mock: You deserve it, you are dumbfounded, you are going to die now, right?
Wu Feng suddenly turned around, his spiritual power was secretly lucky, and he was always prepared, in case he made a move, he had to protect his master and retreat!
Qin Wan was also secretly anxious, and planned to go back to the academy to move the rescue soldiers and find Tutor Caiyun.
But Chen Qianhe did not move like a mountain, still sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, his fingers tapping gently, as if he was reminiscing about the aftertaste.
Tian Gongzi saw that the savior was coming, and jumped three feet high: "Uncle, you can come, I am about to be beaten to death, look at this, you are looking at this ....."
He pointed to his face and head, crying bitterly.
Wang Zongwei frowned: "Who? Who beat you?"
"It's him, and this kid, they are in a group, uncle, you have to be the master for me, and this spring fairy, who has no king's law, has contradicted me many times, so he simply grabbed it all together, tied it back to the mansion and interrogated it slowly......" Tian Gongzi pointed at Chen Qianhe, with a cruel smile on his face, as if he foresaw the scene of them kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
Wang Zongwei nodded, his eyes were cold, he held the saber in his hand, and came behind Chen Qianhe: "Turn around for me!"
Wu Feng dodged and stopped in front of him, and said sincerely: "Wang Zongwei, my master is too old to stand the pain of prison, so I'll go for him." ”
At the same time, he turned around and whispered, "Master, you run~~"
"What are you?!"
Wang Zongwei saw that he was just a teenager, and he didn't take it to heart, his eyes were like electricity, and he planned to scare him away with momentum.
But Wu Feng was not afraid at all, he guarded it strictly and protected his master behind him.
But helplessly, Uncle Chen is still humming, just don't run, this can make Wu Feng anxious, and I will fight for a while, I still have to take care of you, isn't this causing trouble for me!
"Yohe, do you still want to do it? Do you know what will happen if you do it with the City Lord's Mansion?" Wang Zongwei said with a half-squint, he could feel that this young man was not simple.
Wu Feng sighed slightly, I don't want to do it either, but with such a troublesome master, I can only wipe his ass, anyway, I can't watch you bully him.
Seeing that he was still unmoved, Wang Zongwei pulled out his saber: "Okay, just grab it back, I want to see whose guts you have fought to dare to be so rampant in front of the public!"
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt a square thing flying towards him, and it was the middle-aged man who had been sitting on the chair and threw it.
Wang Zongwei took a look at it in his hand and was immediately stunned.
I'm here!
"Puff"
Without any hesitation, without any hesitation, he instantly fell to his knees and knocked his head like garlic.
"Don't blame the adults, the big ones are weird, the small ones don't have long eyes, let's go, let's go!!"
After speaking, when Wang Zongwei raised his head, he was already drenched in cold sweat, and he was about to flee with his legs.
"Did I let you go?"
Uncle Chen finally spoke, his tone was light, as if he was chatting.
Wu Feng's eyes lit up, so powerful, just throwing out a sign could make Wang Zongwei so afraid!
Where did you buy this brand?
I'll have to buy a few more bucks when I get back.....