If Prince Gong's Mansion finally falls, under the nest, how can there be eggs!

Mingxi is destined to fall short.

Even though there were thousands of doubts in her heart, Cui Yan still pursed her lips and didn't ask.

Nowadays, I can only take one step and see one step.

The dishes came up quickly, Cui Yan took a look at the dishes, and her eyebrows unconsciously picked up. The dishes on this table, both in terms of variety and quality, are much better than what she usually eats. What surprised her even more was that now in the cold winter, there were fresh and green vegetables on the table!

What a terrible capitalist imperialism! Cui Yan secretly complained in her heart.

Eat and sleep, Xiao Yu has nothing to say, Cui Yan can't say much.

After dinner, Xiao Yu, the great god, still didn't have any intention of leaving. Instead, Zhang Quande sent the fold to the Jinhua Palace, and read it in the flower hall.

Xiao Yu didn't let her leave, so Cui Yan naturally had to stay with her.

The candle flame is swaying, the room is warm, the tea is fragrant, and the years are quiet.

Time passed minute by minute, but Cui Yan's heart became more and more nervous and nervous.

It is estimated that Mingxi should be waking up at this time.

memorized the "Hundred Herbs" again, and the person in front of him was still sitting comfortably on the main seat.

When the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" was memorized by one-third, Xiao Yu finally finished reading the recital in his hand.

"Your Majesty......" Cui Yan moved lightly and came to Xiao Yu's face, her clear little face full of eagerness.

Your Majesty, it's time for us to talk about it, and we've explained everything we should explain, when will your old man leave?

"How much have you read this sheet music?" Xiao Yu asked, staring at the book in Cui Yan's hand.

"Huh?" Cui Yan was stunned and quickly picked up the book.

Fang Cai took care of reciting "Baicao Zhi" and "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", but he didn't even notice what kind of book he was holding in his hand.

Cui Yan squeezed her face and squeezed out an embarrassed smile.

"It's ugly!" Xiao Yu shook his head.

However, the appearance of such a little daughter's family completely pleased him, and his thin lips unconsciously curled a good-looking arc.

"Bring me the scorched tail."

"Yes." Angelica dahurica.

"Your Majesty!" Cui Yan hurriedly pulled Xiao Yu's sleeve, "Your Majesty, I, I can't play the piano!" ”

"It's okay, I can teach you."

"I have no foundation, I don't know the rhythm of music at all."

"It's okay, I'm a good teacher. With my personal teaching, the queen's piano skills and rhythmic attainments will definitely be able to improve day by day. ”

"I am rotten wood, rotten wood that cannot be carved at all, so I won't waste the emperor's time."

"I have time now."

"......: "It's not a question of time at all, right?"

Cui Yan smacked her tongue, refusing badly in her heart, looking at the piano stands, stools, and incense burners that had been placed in front of her one by one, at this moment, she was really sure that Xiao Yu was serious

"I don't even know how many strings there are."

"The queen should know how to count, so she might as well count it herself." Xiao Yu simply raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"Your Majesty!" Cui Yan still held a trace of luck, and asked weakly, "Can you not learn the piano?" ”

"I can't." Xiao Yu's answer was not unexpected.

helped Cui Yan to sit down on the stool.

grabbed Cui Yan's hand and gently kneaded it a few times.

"The fingers are slender, soft and powerful, and he is a talent that can be made." Xiao Yu said lightly.

Soft like jade, fair and delicate, the feel is very good, very good!