Hearing the proposal of the prince of Nanwang, a trace of regret flashed on the queen's face.

Suddenly there was a low whisper in the garden.

Although this is not quite in line with the queen's wishes, it has given many female relatives below a chance.

The king's gaze kept falling on Du Wei's body, which made Han Peiyao, who was sitting below, feel sour. She felt more and more that Du Wei was deliberately seducing the King of England, and she had long been uneasy in her heart, but now she stood up immediately when she heard the proposal of the prince of Nanwang.

"Queen Qiyu, the little girl is willing to compete with Miss Du." Just because you beat her last time doesn't mean you can do it this time.

Han Peiyao was originally good-looking, although she was a little willful and unreasonable, but if she could pretend to be a good girl, she could be called a beauty.

When the queen saw Han Peiyao standing up, it was impossible for her to take back her words at this time, so she had to nod her head in agreement.

Soon six more official ladies came out, all of whom were proficient in music, and they naturally did not want to miss this opportunity, and they wanted to take the opportunity to show their talents to everyone and attract the attention of the British king.

Soon, an attendant brought out the guqin and placed it on the table in the center, and the incense burner on the side was also ready to stop, and it could be lit only when the queen spoke.

All the women stepped forward to choose their own guqin, only Du Wei stood decently, which was particularly eye-catching in a group of purple and red.

Feng Duhan sat on the side, with a faint star-like cold light in his eyes, making it impossible to distinguish his emotions.

"Miss Du, why don't you pick the piano? The hard ...... Not up to the mark? The King said with concern.

Du Wei smiled faintly, "The song is in the hearts of the people, the piano chooses its own, why do you need to choose." ”

As soon as these words came out, even the queen's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of appreciation.

Concubine Li looked at the King of England even more, with a smile on her face, but the King's eyes had always fallen on Du Wei's body, and she didn't notice that his mother was staring at him.

After the girls finished trying the piano, the queen ordered people to burn incense.

I saw that all the women looked solemn, or frowned slightly, or opened their lips as if muttering to themselves, some closed their eyes and pondered, and some looked at the night sky.

Only Du Wei left the piano case and walked straight into the garden, her steps were light, as if with a light breeze, she walked or stopped, completely ignoring the gaze of everyone on her, as if no one was in a place.

"This woman...... It's a bold one. The queen murmured.

The wind and twilight are the closest to the queen, and because of the martial arts, they can hear it clearly.

He knew that Du Wei didn't like to be in the limelight on weekdays, but today this is ...... Surprised, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Concubine Li's attitude has shown everything, and the king intends to be this woman, so naturally Concubine Li's help is indispensable.

There was some coldness in Feng Duhan's cold eyes unconsciously, could it be that she also intended to be the king?

Remembering that she had left with the king twice before, an inexplicable anger suddenly rose in her chest, and a string of choked coughs rushed out of her mouth.

At this moment, Han Peiyao was the first to come to the guqin, Ying Ying smiled, raised her hand lightly, the sound of the piano was long, and she sang: "Lovesick people know when they meet, and they are here and ...... for you."

The youngest daughter is in full shape.

Han Peiyao's fingering of playing the piano is impeccable, and her skills can almost reach the level of perfection, and the sound of the piano is so sprinkled that even Concubine Li can't help nodding her head again and again.

After the song, everyone applauded.

"Reward!" The queen seemed to be in high spirits.

Han Peiyao peeked at King Ying, only to see him looking at himself with a slight smile. Han Peiyao only felt like she was pretending to be a deer in her heart, fluttering and jumping.

Next, the rest of the women also showed their talents, and the atmosphere in the West Garden suddenly became warm.

Du Wei had walked back to the table at this time, frowning and staring at the guqin in front of her, others only thought that she was worried about not being able to compose a song, but in fact, she was worried about which one to choose.

This time is not as good as the last time in the painting boat, in front of the queen, singing some beatings and killings will definitely make her unhappy, and it is the Yuan Festival, she guesses that these old antiques must be very superstitious, and some words and words cannot be used.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard Concubine Li say: "The incense has burned out, I wonder how long Du Wei will have to wait?" ”

Du Wei came back to her senses at this time, only to see that everyone's eyes were on her, some were expectant, some were disdainful, and some were gloating......

Du Wei looked around and saw that the King of England seemed to be expecting her, but Feng Duhan was frowning deeply, and there seemed to be a trace of worry in his eyes.

Du Wei took a deep breath, and now she has no way out.

Sitting in front of the piano, Du Wei's body automatically recalled Shi Niang's piano skills, and the soft strings poured out of the "Song of the Thrilling Flood".

"Turn your hands into clouds, and turn your hands into rain; Wash your hands in a golden basin and stop the wind and rain; I don't love Hongchen, but I can't give up my memories; Every paragraph has your ......"

Du Wei does not use too many complicated techniques, and the sound of the piano is as clear as a spring, as if it is telling its own story.

"The first encounter at a young age is always in my heart, and you have not been affectionate for many years; How can the picturesque scenery be compared, the scenery you sent me. ”

Du Wei's voice is as charming as water, like a spring breeze blowing willows, with a hint of warmth.

"Liu Xia heard Yaoqin and danced and a song; It seems to be like a frightening movie back then...... In the paper fan hidden foreshadowing mystery poems, the purple smoke burns the heart, leaving the fragrance and waiting for people to find ......"

The sound of the piano is soothing and smooth, leading people into the country, the listener does not forget the piano because of listening to the sound, as if he saw his favorite Pianpian boy and himself under the willow, he brushed the piano with his own hands, and he danced with each other, which was also real and illusory.

Even the queen couldn't help but fall into a dream, recalling from afar that she had a concubine with the king, and she also had some love and sweetness.

Du Wei's singing voice is still in my ears: "Listen to the yaoqin under the willows, dance and a song; It seems to reflect the year, like a shocking movie......"

Unconsciously, the queen had tears in her eyes.

Even Concubine Li was deeply involved and couldn't extricate herself.

"The distant mountains come from the morning flute, and the breeze sweeps away the time; The waning moon sinks in the frosty sideburns, with you, the grievances and grievances are like Feihong stepping on the slush ......"

Feng Duhan suddenly felt a tingling pain in his palm, and when he looked down, he realized that he had been clenching his fists just now, and his fingernails had pierced his palm.

When Du Wei's piano disappeared, everyone was still indulging in their own memories.

The king of England picked up the wine cup and brought it to his lips, but when he looked up, he found that the cup was already empty, and the wine had long been drunk by him, but he was unaware of it.

turned his head to look at the palace maid beside him, but saw that the palace maid was holding a wine jug in her arms, her expression was in a trance, obviously she had not woken up from Du Wei's singing just now.

The king of England had no choice but to put down the wine cup, Du Wei left the guqin with both hands, and gave a salute.

At this moment, he saw in her a brilliance that was more brilliant than a gemstone, enough to ecmese every woman present.

This woman, he's going to decide!

"Ahem, ahem!" Feng Duhan suddenly coughed violently, and this discordant sound instantly broke the subtle atmosphere just now.

Everyone came back to their senses.

The queen glanced at Feng Duhan, who covered her lips with her sleeves, and frowned slightly in displeasure.

But the wind and twilight were still coughing, and the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"There's poisonous ...... in the wine," Feng Duhan said hoarsely in a low voice.

Everyone was shocked to see that the sleeves of Feng Duhan's clothes were covered with black blood in a blink of an eye, and even the British king on the side was so shocked that he got up.

How can it be toxic?

Du Wei was even more shocked, saying that the palace was dangerous, but it could be poisoned in this public? That's too much of an exaggeration, right?

Before she could regain her senses, she heard a sharp whistle in the air.

Immediately after, dozens of black figures descended from the sky, and the steel knife reflected the brilliant firelight, heading straight for the prince of Nanwang......