The title of this poem is "One Cut Plum, Don't Worry", and it is from the hand of the female lyricist of the previous dynasty 'Yi'an Jushi'.

As a lyricist and composer of the previous dynasty, Yi'an Jushi was very famous at that time.

After that, she was known as the first talented woman in the ages!

Her works are lingering in meaning, fresh in style, and beautiful in artistic conception.

Among them, this song [One Cut Plum, Don't Worry] is the best of the best.

From a woman's unique perspective, she expresses her deep emotions in an unclichéd way, showing her graceful beauty.

At that time, this song was very popular with women in the boudoir!

Later generations even directly compiled it into lyrics and songs that everyone could sing, and it was widely circulated in folk music workshops.

Now, this song is sung by Shi Miaoyi, but it has a different taste.

The sound of the piano resonates with each other, and the gods are eternal.

That feeling.

It's as if there is an indescribable grievance in my heart, which is transmitted through the artistic conception of the piano sound.

Besides.

Her singing voice is clear and beautiful, revealing a hint of agility.

The tune is gentle, like a young girl telling the sorrow in her heart.

The whole song is full of sound and color.

The pleasant and soft voice directly expresses the resentment in the words vividly.

Sing it!

Even Xiaoqing, who was hiding in the boudoir, couldn't help but immerse herself in this unique artistic conception after hearing her young lady sing this song.

"I didn't expect that it has only been three years, and Miss's piano skills and singing skills have grown to this point!"

After coming back to his senses.

Xiaoqing looked at Shi Miaoyi's eyes again, but with a touch of shock.

Others may not be clear, but isn't she clear?

You must know that three years ago, that is, when the two of them had not yet come to the Golden Jade Pavilion.

Then.

Her young lady's piano skills and singing skills can be described as a mess.

If it weren't for the fact that [Tianji] was facing reconstruction and identity needs, she would not have learned these talents at all.

For this.

She did not hesitate to study with the pianists and musicians in the palace for a month.

Fortunately, her young lady still has a little talent in this field.

After a month of special training, she was able to enter the house.

Shortly thereafter.

With the song "Don't Worry", she became the No. 1 Oiran in Kyoto in one fell swoop.

But in Xiaoqing's opinion.

Just now.

The song "Don't Worry" played by her young lady is obviously a grade higher than the level of that year.

Both technically and emotionally, it has reached a state of near-perfection.

Even the top pianists and musicians in the palace are nothing more than that!

In fact.

It's not just Xiaoqing who has such an idea, but Shi Miaoyi herself is also deeply touched.

At the beginning, the reason why she asked Xiaoqing to invite Su Ming was originally just to vent a bad breath for the Seventh Prince.

But what I didn't expect was.

Although this person is from Buddhism, he is a brilliant person.

Doing it casually is a masterpiece that will be passed down to the world.

After this battle.

On the contrary, it made her a little interested in Su Ming.

Coupled with the influence of the other party's lyrics, Shi Miaoyi suddenly felt it.

That's what happened just now!

She is actually very satisfied with her performance.

Because Su Ming's song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" and "Don't Worry", in terms of artistic conception, it actually has the same effect.

That's why when she plays, she looks so mellow and natural.

The effect expressed this time is also perfectly presented.

It's no exaggeration.

Today's song [Don't worry] can be regarded as the pinnacle of her acting career!

So I stopped playing a song.

Shi Miaoyi looked at Su Ming with interest, and said with a shallow smile: "I don't know if the little girl's subtle skills can enter the eyes of the son?" ”

And yet—

As Shi Miaoyi's words fell.

Under the latter's faintly expectant eyes, Su Ming quietly frowned.