Chapter 18

Every month she sat alone in the yard. There was the piano on Shiji. It seemed that it had been repaired. With a slight pick of her finger, her elegant voice floated around. The sound was really good.

"Good -"

Every month she opened her mouth in admiration, which attracted Angelica dahurica to raise her chin and smile sweetly. She spent a lot of time on this piano and bought a good new string. The timbre can be bad!

Every month, gently press it on the string, move your fingertips, and slowly draw a wisp of sound. The piano sound is high, low, light and heavy. It can be said that it's not worth your life.

Angelica dahurica looked devastated, stared in horror at every month still playing, and played gracefully with an obsessed expression. If you ignore her piano sound, it would be magnificent. But now it's killing more than paying for your life~

She can't stand it. She really can't stand it. What turns out to be beautiful is actually killing people. She must remember this lesson.

"That young lady, I bought some fruits from Angelica dahurica yesterday. I'll get them now."

Then she ran away. Every month, she continued to enjoy her piano sound. In her opinion, the sound was very good, ethereal and elegant. It was good. She talked not about the piano, but about the sound.

The wind swept over, and the grass beside the wall moved slightly. Dark Wei was sitting cross legged, trying to ignore the shocking sound. The weather was already hot, coupled with such a deadly sound, it bothered him. If he could, he just wanted to say that he couldn't stand it.

At ordinary times, there are several birds flying by occasionally, but now it's really a place where birds don't shit. All this is thanks to one person, but she is still intoxicated. Finally, the dark guard in the corner can't help the shocking voice and sneaks away. If he stays, he's afraid he'll go out and shoot her.

Every month, the corners of her mouth moved slightly. Yu Guang glanced at the corner of the wall and continued to play. In her mind, there was the messy piano score. In fact, she didn't talk about the zither, but she wasn't so bad. She could make do with half a tune. It's just that she just plays with the music scores that suddenly appear in her mind. Unexpectedly, these music scores are pieced together intermittently.

After playing it again, it was slightly decent. Is this the process of Liu Fengyue's mother's creation? If so, she has to say, talented.

After a long time, every month when the time was almost up, I just stopped, put away the piano on Shiji and returned to the room lightly. I don't know why. I always felt refreshed and very comfortable.

In the room, there were really some fruits she liked to eat on the table, and Angelica dahurica was lying there sleeping sweetly, so that she didn't want to disturb her for a moment.

Because it was summer, I didn't cover her with anything. I took a bunch of grapes and went to their small stove. It was going to be late. Let her cook dinner today.

In her opinion, it's better to give her a chance to prepare for such a leisurely life! Otherwise, how can we plan revenge well!

But sometimes it doesn't seem like you can do what you like

Just as they lived a leisurely short time, they didn't know that they had fallen into a huge vortex.

In the cannibal hell of the palace, the owner of the palace is reading the memorial in the imperial study at the moment, and he doesn't look at the man covered by the black cloak.

"Your purpose of coming to me is not just to tell me this! Tell me what you want."

The emperor Yong'an of the East Court said slowly. Although he had not raised his head, the momentum of the whole body was enough to frighten people.

The next leader paused slightly and heard the man say, "as long as the emperor agrees, it's enough to return the lost martial arts secrets of the Ming moon palace to the grass people. As for those, it's up to the emperor."

His purpose is very simple. As long as he has the secret collection, the Wulin is a cyst. As for the property, it is not Dongting's. what's more, his Mingyue palace is not short of money. It's the Wulin. If you don't fight again, I'm afraid it will be in chaos. Don't mention the whole Wulin at that time, it's hard to protect the Mingyue palace.

Master, don't blame me. If you blame me, blame you for choosing the wrong person

Emperor Yong'an finally put down his royal pen and leaned on the Dragon chair. A pair of seemingly plain but dignified eyes finally fell on the man. For a long time, when the people under the cloak could not hold on to his large number, Emperor Yong'an said softly: "just as you said!"

Then he picked up the marigold and drank it slowly. Obviously, he didn't want to say more. The cloak man knew the truth. He quickly knelt down to thank him. With tacit approval, he was led away by the Deacon eunuch, manager Liu.

Emperor Yong'an leaned quietly on the Dragon chair and took a deep breath. No wonder he hadn't found it for so many years. Who would want to be on an ordinary woman who can't be ordinary anymore? And it's a shame that the woman has lived under her nose for so many years!

After killing Yidun, he soon recovered as usual. He stepped down from the Dragon case and said, "drive the Chenxing Hall -"

A loud voice penetrated into the Chenxing hall. Outside the hall, imperial concubine ye had led the palace maids to wait. As soon as she saw the bright yellow figure, the voice of falling to the ground immediately sounded: "maids and maids see the emperor, long live the emperor."

Imperial concubine ye came to the emperor, dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, dazzling, and was slowly saluting. "See the emperor, long live the emperor."

The emperor came to the delicate, boneless Princess ye, took her catkin and took her up, "you all flat!" then he looked at the eye wave flowing Princess ye, "I want to see the princess love dance. Princess love is willing!"

Although it was an inquiry, but people had already taken concubine ye into the hall. They only heard concubine Ye sweet smile and said, "I can't wait for it."

In the hall, the palace maids quickly prepared everything. Fortunately, imperial concubine ye also likes to dance a few paragraphs, so it's convenient to prepare. When the music sounded, a palace maid sprinkled various petals and floated long. She should be in harmony with the music. Ye Feilian, who changed into a water sleeved dance skirt, moved gently and walked in slowly, just like a fairy walking.

Every step she takes has a different taste. Her seductive waist is more flexible and charming than ordinary women. Immediately attracted all the eyes of the emperor, and a smile of admiration appeared at the corners of his mouth.

When ye Fei saw it, she only gave her a seductive smile. As soon as she shook her long sleeve, she immediately floated in the air, wandering and undulating like eyes. The wind under your feet is like stepping on the clouds. It is very elegant. With the beat of the music, you rotate, twist your waist, suddenly move forward, take one step and jump, and float in the air.