There are still two pink tickets left, and with these two, I will be on the PK list and ask for votes.

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Chen Rong's steps seem leisurely, but he actually walks very fast. When the monk Pingyu chased her out, she had already arrived at the main courtyard.

It's full of people and traffic. Where does the monk dare to shout? They could only speed up their pace, trying to dissuade Chen Rong secretly.

At this moment, the banquet has been held for two hours, the bright moon in the sky has been hung in the middle of the sky, the night wind is blowing, and the cold air is hitting people. I think that in half an hour, the feast will be over.

Chen Rong lowered her head, and when she came out, she deliberately threw some powder on her face, making her face a little pale. The color of the whole person is slightly reduced, and there is another beautiful and moving posture.

Chen Rong came to the outside of the main courtyard. Seeing the two of them approaching, he ordered without looking back: "Prepare me for a collapse." ”

"Girl!"

"Go!"

"But girl—"

Hearing the unyielding advice of the two behind him. Chen Rong sighed secretly and couldn't help but explain: "Concubine, I heard from my uncle today, and the family wants to give me to the King of Nanyang as a concubine. ”

As soon as she said this, the two of them pressed their mouths at the same time and let out a low snort.

Fortunately, the place where the three of them stood was in the shadow of a tree, so it would not attract too much attention.

Chen Rong smiled bitterly: "I think you have also heard of it, there are hundreds of beauties of all kinds in the backyard of King Nanyang, and he is still making up for it every day!" When I entered his compound, my life was over. She sighed and shouted, "Stand down, I have my own opinions." ”

"But, but."

"Don't say any more, think about it, how have I made the wrong decision in the past few months?"

The two looked at each other and stepped back.

After a while, Pingfei moved a collapsed table and placed it under the big tree.

Chen Rong raised his head and looked at the brightly lit hall in a daze, where there were bursts of laughter, singing and dancing, and the people in it were all immortals, and they seemed to have no troubles. Never, never as troubled as she was.

Chen Rong lowered his eyes and slowly knelt on the collapse.

Then, she raised her hands slightly.

Then, a series of flowing piano sounds, mixed in the wisps of autumn wind, rise.

The sound of the piano is faint and swaying, like the spring sorrow, floating lightly, rolling away, except for leaving a wisp of itching in the field of people's hearts, there is no news.

Gradually, the sound of the piano turned long, it flew in the sky, over the layers of white clouds, over the vicissitudes of the sea, suddenly, a figure into its eyes, from then on, the soul is helpless, the heart of this life is old。。。。。。

Chen Rong played the "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" by Sima Xiangru who picked Zhuo Wenjun back then, but because of different experiences, she added seven points of unattainable melancholy to her piano sound, and added three points of panic when she looked at each other across the river and never had wings.

Such melancholy and panic give this spring courtship song a vivid stain of three separate sorrows, three separate hatreds, and three points of sludge looking up at the white clouds.

Just when Chen Rong's piano sound came out, the hustle and bustle in the hall was still there, and gradually, the wisps of piano sound slowly seeped into the hustle and bustle of laughter, and slowly, it became the main theme.

Slowly, one by two, people walked out, and they followed the sound of the piano.

Slowly, more and more people walked out of the main hall, and the muffled laughter and pointing began to merge in the wafted sound of the piano.

Chen Rong didn't feel all this.

She just lowered her head intently, her bare hands stroking the strings, and there was spring sorrow between her eyebrows. In the silver light that leaked all over the place, her delicate and beautiful little face looked a little pale, and this paleness, in a tender yellow and light purple, reflected a bit of youthful sadness.

In the moonlight, the leaves were depressed, and her beautiful little face was also half-light and half-dark.

Chen Wei's eyes widened, staring at the person stroking the qin under the tree in disbelief, staring, she laughed out loud like the girls around her.

"Oh my God, isn't this Pingcheng Arong? Why did she play this "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"? ”

"Hee-hee, it's fun."

"I wonder who she's playing for?"

"Also, I don't know which Lang Jun she fell in love with?"

"No matter who Lang Jun is, with her identity, she can only be so melancholy and sustenance."

In the laughter, the noise, and the chatter, all the sheng music, singing and dancing.

More and more people stood in the courtyard, and more and more young children came out to look at the lone shadow playing under the tree.

Before you know it, the laughter is getting quieter.

Maybe it's because the person playing is too lonely? It is a kind of loneliness that can never get the love, a kind of loneliness that is always alone, and only dares to hide in a far corner, looking at his sweetheart from afar.

In this world, what kind of pain is better than thirst and not being able to get it, and not daring to think about it?

Listening to the growing noise outside, the fat and swollen King Nanyang turned his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

A staff member in his fifties walked up to his side and said with a smile: "It's a beautiful sister-in-law of the Chen family, and I don't know which family I fell into, and I was actually playing the phoenix." ”

The king of Nanyang smiled and said happily: "There is such a thing? It's a beautiful thing! Let's take a look. He turned around and shouted, "Shichiro, let's go together." He laughed dryly, "It turns out that Shichiro has already gone." ”

The staff member smiled: "That's, Qilang is a young man, how can he not be curious when he encounters such an elegant and glamorous thing?" ”

"Hugh has to talk about it, go and see."

"Yes, yes."

With the support of the staff, the king of Nanyang slowly paced out with figure-eight steps. In the avoidance of everyone, he came behind Wang Hong, and seeing that he was also looking at the courtyard intently, the king of Nanyang was happy and said, "What kind of beauty is it that makes Qilang look stupid?" ”

With that, he also turned his head and followed the sound of the piano.

At this glance, King Nanyang was stunned, he stared at Chen Rong for a moment, and asked the staff who was supporting him: "This girl is so beautiful, is she Chen's sister-in-law?" ”

The staff was lean and lean, in his fifties, and he was also a hungry ghost, so he knew what he was thinking. Hearing this, he leaned over and whispered, "She is not only the sister-in-law of the Chen family, but also the sister-in-law that Wang Qilang asked about when he was in the middle of the banquet just now!" ”

"Really?"

"Don't dare to deceive the prince."

"Okay, okay." King Nanyang smiled, turned his head, and looked at Chen Ronglai seriously. The more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became.

Seeing this, the staff stroked the three wisps of rat whiskers on his chin and smiled: "This sister-in-law is still three points better than the kabuki in the banquet just now, and the prince is blessed now." He approached King Nanyang again and whispered, "During the banquet just now, Chen Yuan mentioned this sister-in-law to his subordinates. He also said that if the prince likes it, he can send people at any time. ”

King Nanyang liked to hear this the most, and at that moment he slapped his thigh hard, and said happily: "Not bad, not bad, Chen Yuan is good!" ”