"The little girl heard that the queen mother is my Nanxia beauty, peerless elegance, presumably also talented, the little woman is brave, I want to ask the queen mother to ask for a song, I don't know if the mother agrees?"

Ning Xiao'e looked at Mei Wu lightly, and her smile never reached the bottom of her eyes.

Mei Wu, who has been silent, has never reacted from beginning to end, the matter will involve herself, but she is a little skeptical about Ning Xiao'e's advice.

Mei Wu didn't answer for a while, and everyone couldn't help but sigh, thinking about how the queen's identity could be played at random with the banquet, and they couldn't help but think that this woman didn't know the general situation.

Seeing that Ni Wu was just staring at the people below, Si Tou Feng was generally graceful, "The queen is the mother of a country, representing the identity of the Southern Xia Kingdom, and I don't want to hear about this kind of thing in the future." ”

The tone was stiff, was he solving the trouble for her? Si Tou frowned, he just did it according to his heart, but things seemed to be out of his control.

Wasn't his purpose to make a fool of her? Thinking that Xiahou's house is also here, isn't it the best time.

However, blurted out the siege, but regretted it at this time.

"What the emperor said is that the little girl must have learned if she wants to come to the queen's mother, and she is envious and wants to come to learn from her mother, but unfortunately, the little girl has no chance to listen to the good news of the mother."

His face was suddenly disappointed, and he said in frustration: "Fang is the little girl's rudeness, please don't mind." ”

Everyone and the women have said this, and if they don't express their attitude, won't they fall into the hands of others.

"Where Miss Ning said, Bengong Fang was just thinking about playing that track."

Ning Xiao'e raised her head suddenly, pretending to be surprised: "Really? ”

Mei Wu nodded and beckoned to Ruo'er behind him: "You go and get the piano from the main palace." ”

"Yes, sis." Ruo'er glanced at Ning Xiao'e below, seeing that she was not a good thing, I don't know what kind of calculation she was making this time, and I don't know if my mother paid attention.

After a while, everyone was in a greeting, Ruo'er handed over a whole silver-white warm jade Xuanqin, the white jade glowed with a faint silver light, and the shallow warmth was slow and smooth.

"This piano ......" The Empress Dowager saw this piano and stopped talking.

Mei Wu said: "This piano was left by my mother when she died" and looked at the Queen Mother: "I don't know if there is anything wrong with the Queen Mother?" ”

The Empress Dowager's complexion changed slightly, her eyes looked at the piano for a moment, and then she shifted: "It's nothing, the queen starts." ”

First of all, the notes slowly fall, slowly piecing together a beautiful and elegant melody, gradually, the pouring down of the aftermath with the dancing fingertips slightly caressed, the beautiful timbre accompanied by a faint charm.

It seems to be flowing water, like an ethereal, can't help but make people refreshed, accustomed to listening to the few wonderful sounds of Shen Shen Fufu of time, and now listening to this unearthly sound of the empty valley, my heart is not clear. Everyone closed their eyes and listened silently.

Ning Xiao'e's dark eyes swept over the dance fiercely, the elegance at the corners of her lips disappeared, and all that was left was resentment, why did God favor her so much, identity, status, family background, appearance, and talent, all of which were beyond everyone's reach, but she got them, and now even he, that god-like man, fell for her, and what about herself? Under rhetorical questioning, everything about himself must be carefully managed, even if it is a little mistake, and he gets only fierce ridicule and merciless scolding.

Looking at Si Teng Feng to the side, the admiring smile slowly overflowed, and grandpa said that this man would be her heaven. And everything she has is to be by his side, whether it is the transcendent domineering, or the outpouring tenderness, or the smile that emerges instantly, every trace goes deep into her heart............

In this way, she looked at him, with the admiration and affection of her life......

At the end of the banquet, Xiahou Yuan secretly retreated, and Xiahou Jie saw his father's departure, and his heart was very bright.

With a slight smile, he looked at the delicate woman in the distance gently, that face was very familiar, and those eyes no longer relied on him before, and some of them even he couldn't understand and couldn't speak......

At the same time, Ningxia Palace, while silent, there were a few sounds, which was also the sound of frogs.

Quiet courtyard, the elegance of the intermittent prime, in the courtyard, a willow with annual rings swaying with the wind, there is a person standing under the tree, the light voice is pulled by the moonlight, the slender figure is like a swaying willow branch, through the slightly bright moonlight, vaguely visible brows tangled look, the upper hand tightly pulled the handkerchief, for a long time, wordless sigh, to the blue lotus behind him said: "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." ”

The person behind him did not answer, Ning Qing only felt a familiar aura slowly lingering, and turned around suddenly, the person in front of him, with a slender figure, was like a fairy, under the shroud of the moonlight, the white jade-like complexion was shiny, and that face was too familiar, so that he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart.

"What? Surprised to see me? "The comer said lightly.

"You ......" Ning Qing didn't know what to say, so she had to look at him, the person who came was really Xiahou Yuan, the person who had been dominant, but at this moment he was looking at her so gently.

"Qing'er, long time no see." It's been ten years, since that person left, he hasn't seen her, I don't know whether it's guilt or hatred, she has never given him a chance.

Ning Qing looked at him and turned his back to him, and said coldly, "This is not the place you should be. Let's go back. ”

Xiahou Yuan's face sank, and his brows were entangled: "It's been ten years, and you still don't want to face me, or you haven't let go of it in your heart." ”