In the silent night, the round moon hung brightly in the sky, and the moonlight poured in through the open window like water, like a kind elder overlooking the world, dissipating tenderness.

The whole sky was dotted with stars, as if it was covered by a colorful gem net.

Wu Ling crouched in front of the window with her chin on her chin, looking up at the night, indulging in it.

Since when exactly did she become fond of Mochizuki? Like to look at the moon like a crystal jade plate?

Didn't you like to look at the sun very much? Although it is bright and makes people unable to open their eyes, it shines on the earth and gives all things a gentle sun, so warm and quiet.

Wu Ling pondered, in fact, the moon is not bad, clean and thorough, not as dazzling as the sun, but it is also shining, and it is also doing things that shine on the earth, guiding people in the dark night, and silently sleeping with others.

A wisp of piano sound came, cool as water, and it looked particularly nice in this silent night.

Wu Ling stood on tiptoe and looked out the window, wanting to see who was still restless at night, with this Yaxing playing the piano to the moon?

However, the person who played the piano seemed to be far away, and even if she was on tiptoe, she could not see who was playing the piano.

Who's playing?

Wu Ling had never touched musical instruments or anything like that, her childhood was blank, and some things she had only heard and never seen at all.

In the past, I always heard Shilan say that which princess is good at piano and chess, and which princess is good at calligraphy and painting, but unfortunately the queen mother did not teach her this, only let her learn ancient celestial phenomena and spells.

Finally, unable to hide her curiosity, she decided to go out and take a look, and with a strong step, her light body jumped out of the window, and her clothes flew away, and in a few steps she reached the place where the sound of the piano was.

A man dressed in white was sitting at a stone table with his back to Wu Ling's direction, stroking the piano in his hand, and the bright white moonlight shone on his white clothes, refracting a strange bright light.

It seems that in this heaven and earth, only this white shadow stands, and the sound of the piano comes from his hand.

After seeing the white-clothed figure of the pair playing the piano in the moon, Wu Ling relaxed her body, and only landed on her tiptoes behind a cluster of flowers to hide, quietly listening to the sound of the trickling piano.

A melodious piece of music poured like moonlight, Wu Ling had never heard anyone play the piano, nor had she ever felt that the sound of the piano was so good, gentle and gentle, sometimes with some cheerfulness, just listening to it, I felt intoxicated.

She felt that the whole person was up and down with the sound of the piano, and she couldn't control the sound of the piano to arouse her feelings.

Although she doesn't know the piano, she can also hear that the person who plays the piano must have given emotion to the sound of the piano, so that it is so elegant and affectionate, causing people to fall deeply.

"Since there is Yaxing together, why don't you show up and see it?" The man spoke suddenly, with a smile in his voice.

Hearing the man's voice, Wu Ling was startled, this was Shuo's voice! She subconsciously raised her foot and wanted to escape, but she crashed into a soft bosom and was stunned.

"Since you're here, you still want to hide?" Shuo didn't know when he had already appeared in front of her, and the eyes of the two mandarin ducks, one black and one silver, still flashed with a cunning look, as if they had caught the thief.

"Just passing by......" This was the first time Wu Ling lied in her life, and she almost bit her tongue in a panic.

"Since you're passing by, why don't you stay and listen to the piano?" Although he opened his mouth to ask, Shuo didn't give her time to answer, pulled her by the sleeve and pulled her back to the piano and sat down.

Looking at Wu Ling's slightly flickering eyes, Shuo's heart was a little twilight, she had always seemed to be a woman who was as cold as ice, and today it seemed that there were some of her daughters' charms, and that red dress made him a little distracted.

"It's beautiful." Wu Ling stretched out her hand and gently touched the piano that could make a gentle sound, she didn't recognize what it was, she could only see that it was a very beautiful thing, the strings refracted silver light in the moonlight, and the sides were carved with strange flower patterns, fine and beautiful.

"The piano is for listening, not for seeing." Shuo smiled, reached out and stroked the strings again, and as his slender fingers plucked, clever notes appeared, forming a cheerful movement.

Sure enough, the piano is used to listen, Wu Ling actually listened to it a little obsessive, it is really amazing, this string, according to the difference, can produce more than 100 kinds of timbre, if the person who plays the piano does not work hard, I am afraid it is difficult to control.

"Do you want to learn?" After the song, Shuo looked at Wu Ling with a smile on her face, and her eyes were immersed in the locks of red hair like silk satin gently lifted with the breeze.

"I ...... "Can she learn this kind of thing?" Her hot and strange power, if she can't control it, will ruin this beautiful thing.

Without waiting for an answer, Shuo got up and propped himself up behind her, took her hand, and demonstrated the posture of playing the piano.

Feeling the cold big hand suddenly covering his hot little hand, Wu Ling almost subconsciously withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and clenched her fists.

"It's okay, it's very cold tonight, and Ben Dizi needs warmth." He smiled at Wu Ling's embarrassment, and took her hand again, covering it on the piano, ignoring the hot heat.

Wu Ling raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were full of confusion, what kind of state of mind did he have towards him? And should she be the seventh princess, or the concubine who was sent to his mansion?

Yes, she has no name and no weight, even if she is a concubine, but her task is to stay with him, so whatever he asks, she will do it.

Shuo looked at her with a somewhat pale look, didn't know why, and didn't know what she was thinking at this time, thinking that she didn't like to learn the piano, so he sat beside her and changed the topic.

"Look at the tree." He pointed to a small tree in the distance.

Wu Ling looked in the direction he was pointing, and it was a very dense tree, which looked to be some years old, the branches and leaves were cleanly trimmed, and the shape was almost perfect, and the leaves were rattling with the breeze.

"This is a precious red sandalwood, which grows very slowly, and was planted by my mother in the year I was born, and it has been nineteen years now." He slowly introduced,

Nineteen years? Isn't that a tree that grows with him?

Wu Ling looked at Shuo, she didn't know what status this tree had in his heart, but she knew that he must have many inseparable stories with this tree.

"I heard my mother say that I was born prematurely, so I was born with poor physique, and then I had to be dialed by a master, find a small tree and make a brother, and borrow this wood qi to become healthy. Although the truth is unknown, this is indeed my first sworn brother, or a non-human, so after the hair binding ceremony, I chose to build a house here. Shuo chuckled, looking at the tree's eyes, which were also overflowing with gentle emotions.

Wu Ling also pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed, bowing to the little tree, it was the first time she had heard of it, it sounded so strange, but it was also so interesting.

What about Shuo's brother-in-law...... If this tree also had spirituality, it would be very happy, right?

"That's right, smiling more is better than having a cold face." Shuo reached out and stroked the corners of her lips, his eyes full of pity.

Pink, it seems, is so immature, it doesn't match the red and glamorous of this body, but for some reason, it always makes people look at this lip and have a feeling of wanting to protect her.

Wu Ling didn't know why Shuo was always doing these little gestures to herself, but whenever he touched herself, she always felt her heart beat fast and wanted to run away.

If she wanted to escape, she would have flashed away at her speed, but even if she wanted to escape, she had roots under her feet and seemed to be rooted there, motionless.

She...... Do not reject his touch.

Every time he touched her, she always felt her heart beat so fast that she couldn't even breathe.

And...... That feeling, as if he had experienced it before, was so nervous and happy, even the cold feeling of his hand on his own hand felt so familiar.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling raised her eyes and looked at Shuo.

Those mandarin duck eyes are also looking at themselves at the moment, and their burning eyes still look so familiar.

When exactly did you feel this way......

A pair of pure black gentle eyes with golden streamers flashed from Wu Ling's mind, and his gaze almost coincided with Shuo's, the only difference was the silver eyes.

"Also...... Let's learn the piano. Wu Ling felt embarrassed again, shook her eyes, took the initiative to stroke the piano, hung her wrists, and plucked those slender strings like Shuo, but the force was not well controlled, outlining a strange accent scale.

Shuo watched her pluck the strings like a little baby, and sighed: "The fingertips should be light, not too hard, otherwise they will break." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ling only felt that his hands were tight, and the strings jumped on the ground, and with a 'zheng' sound, they broke into two sections.

Wu Ling clenched his fists again, his heart tightened, he just thought about not making a mistake not long ago, and then he broke Shuo's strings, I wonder if he will be angry?

He could say the words to expel people from the house so easily...... I don't know if it's going to be ...... for myself

Shuo saw that Wu Ling suddenly became nervous, and suddenly found that she was actually a very timid girl, just broke the strings and clenched her fists in fright, but he didn't know that Wu Ling was not frightened by the strings at all, but was trapped by the knot of thoughts in her heart.

Wu Ling was nervous to death, but Shuo was playful, with a straight face, pretending to look at Wu Ling viciously, wanting to hear if she would say some of her daughter's soft words to pray for comfort.

However, as time passed, Shuo realized that he was wrong.

Wu Ling didn't say anything at all, just looked at her own feet nervously, as if her feet were going to run away at any moment.

But although she lowered her head and didn't speak, this appearance made Shuo even more aroused the emotion of wanting to tease her.

So Shuo didn't speak, both of them were silent, one was so nervous that he didn't move, and the other board's face was almost sour.