Di Xiu lowered his eyes and stared at his white palm, his five fingers were as slender as jade, without a single flaw.

"Someone, bring Childe's piano." Di Xiu's tone was light.

Well?

Qin Shang was stunned.

There was a master around him who flew away, and after a while, a blackened sandalwood lyre was moved.

Qin Shang glanced at the lyre placed not far away, turned his head to look at Di Xiu, and said in a low voice, "What tune does the master want to hear?" ”

"Whatever you want."

Qin Sheng responded: "Yes." ”

got up and walked to Qin Qian and sat on the ground, dressed in red and dragging the ground, reflecting a handsome and fiery posture, and gentle and restrained eyebrows and eyes, which were particularly pleasing to the eye.

Qin Shang lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, raised his hand to stroke the strings, his slender fingers lightly hooked, and the sound of the piano sounded slowly.

The soothing and ethereal sound makes people feel unconsciously calm.

The man lowered his eyebrows, his slender fingers fluttered flexibly on the strings, and the timbre echoed like a heavenly sound, as if a picture of rippling blue waves and vast smoke slowly appeared in front of him......

The mist and green smoke, fluttering, such as being in the clouds of fairyland, the morning sun slowly rises from the east, the sound of the piano is like flowing water, low and slow, and the tune is tactful and melodious.

Dressed in snow, the clothes are noble and refined, lined with a clear and elegant posture like a fairy descending to the mortal dust, not stained with secular fireworks, such unattainable......

The admiration that had been in my mind came to mind, and the sound of the piano gradually turned into enthusiasm and unrestrainedness.

The sky is cloudy, the weather is myriad, the tune is majestic and enthusiastic, with the persistence and determination to chase faith like a moth at all costs.

The sun shines through the mist and smoke, the light is blazing, the mountains are vast, the sky is clear, and the brilliant light envelops the boundless valley......

However, enthusiasm comes and goes quickly.

The unrestrained melody is extremely short, fleeting, and the note slowly descends into a depressed, restless, tumbling of thoughts......

The desperate determination and sadness are vividly presented under the fingertips.

Wen Yazi's face unconsciously appeared pale, her thin lips were pursed, and her gentle eyebrows and eyes revealed endless loneliness and silence, as if she was completely immersed in the timbre controlled by emotion, unable to break free.

Eager, faint, and vague.

The sound of the piano whimpered, like a confession, touching the deepest emotions in the heart.

Suddenly, the style of the song changed again, and the eyes seemed to be bright and bright.

The peach blossoms are full of branches, full of vitality, prosperous like brocade, on the nine-curved corridor, the white-clothed figure sits lazily, looking at the lake quietly, and the red-clothed young man is meekly lying on his knees, and his black hair is spread out like a waterfall.

Ruyu's fingers were a little affectionate and indulgent, shuttling through the satin-like hair......

The melody rises, turning into peace and lightness, like a warm sun, spring breeze and rain, the sun is shining, and the air is warm and warm.

The fingertips are lightly picked, and the sound of the piano is gentle and slow, like a leisurely stroll in the forest in the evening, the warm sunset envelops the body, wandering in the comfortable and warm sun, bringing a sense of comfort throughout the body.

The warm and elegant eyebrows and eyes blur the soft color little by little, like a beautiful Danqing ink painting, and the strings provoked by the fingertips pour out a pleasant sound......

The aftermath lingers, like a babbling stream, dotted with golden light, gently rippling in circles.

The last note fell, and the aftersound echoed, as if the heavens and the earth had fallen into a kind of peace and tranquility that had never been seen before, and the depths of the soul seemed to have been washed by the holy water of the Heavenly Palace, clean and pure.

The man stared at the strings quietly, his eyebrows and eyes slightly constricted, his thoughts were empty, and he seemed to be still immersed in deep emotions and did not come back to his senses.

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