Chapter 81

The carriage had just entered the palace when Liu Ye Er raised her skirt and jumped down.

"Hula" a, Liu Xinmei whirlwind general first rushed out, that speed looked stunned people. What do you see, princess?

"Be careful, be careful, don't break it." Liu Xinmei reminds Cuiyun.

"Don't worry, princess." With the help of the coachman, Zheng was carried down smoothly.

If the Zheng stands up, it is as tall as a woman's stature. The face plate of Tung wood, the frame of white pine, the side plate should be mahogany, and the strings are made of horsetail. It can't be said that it's expensive, but it's also well-made. It's very pleasing to watch.

The yard is suddenly quiet. Liu Xinmei looks back. Wen Ruo and Murong Yifei walk together.

After careful selection, Wen Ruo prepared a birthday gift and took it to king an for a look. Four screens are ordinary things, but a jade Buddha is very rare. A piece of white jade was carved into a benevolent Guanyin Bodhisattva by skillful craftsmen. His appearance was solemn and his clothes were fluttering. It seemed that he could fly away immediately.

In order to show their piety or compassion, the old women in the deep palace have Buddhist temples in their homes. The old princess likes to recite Buddhism and copy sutras. This gift will surely please her.

Murong Yifei praised Wen Ruo. This woman is always good at understanding other people's thoughts, and the gifts they give will make people love each other. If Wen Ruo quits, Murong Yifei, who is in a good mood, personally sends it out.

"I've seen you, Princess Wen." The servants greet each other.

Liu Xinmei just a light smile, casually to Murong Yifei nodded, was said to have said hello.

"If you have seen sister Liu." If Wen Ruo refuses to call her "princess sister" all the time, it seems that if she doesn't, Liu Xinmei will never be the rightful master of Prince an's mansion.

In front of the villain of Qizi power, Liu Xinmei would occasionally put on the airs of a princess, but in front of Murong Yifei, she would like everyone to forget this fact. So the sound of "Sister Liu" won her heart, and she didn't smile back.

Murong Yifei just looked at it coldly. The Zheng attracted his attention, and it was quite able to toss about. Could this thing be learned by a fool like her?

"Well, my sister is not the same as before. Is she going to be my talented woman in the Western Chu dynasty? This string is very sharp. Don't hurt your finger, sister. " Wen Ruo said sarcastically.

Liu Xinmei still smile: "I am not so delicate, what kind of pain have not eaten? You can't make it in a month, don't you? "

Wen Ruo and Murong Yifei looked at each other and said goodbye to each other. What she suffered was related to them.

"My sister is diligent, but tomorrow my sister will accompany the prince to celebrate her birthday. You don't even know who the princess is, do you? What a pity, I don't know when and when you will have the opportunity to show your talent in front of the public? " Wen Ruo teased her.

Even if you are talented, you have to be able to walk out!

"It's something to learn? I live just to be happy, but I'm never ready to please anyone. How can Princess know you? What else can you do as the main room of a family? " Liu Xinmei turned her eyes over. I really don't like to talk about it. It was you who forced yourself to hit the gun.

A few words choked Wen Ruo, as if by an invisible hand in the throat, staring at the eyes can not speak.

She also gave Murong Yifei a charming smile: "Lord, I'll tell you what I don't like to do, but some people like it very much. In the future, it's good to have Princess Wen do it for these flattering parties. My concubines are of noble birth, so they can't meet and send them away. "

Back to greet the girl such as smoke Pavilion: "don't hurry back, I'll play the piano for you."

Slightly bent knees, she led a few servant girls away.

Wen Ruo ruo's face changed a few times, she was born noble, who is not cheap? Her father was also an important official in the court, and no one dared to despise the writers so much. Who did she please? The ladies and ladies in the capital are proud to be praised by the imperial concubine. What's more, the king once asked her to celebrate his birthday together, but she refused. If she boasted, it was not wanted!

She just wanted to ask Murong Yifei wrongly, but found that an Wang was embarrassed at the moment. There was no need to ask. What she said was true. Wen Ruo ruo's heart is half cold. She blushes like a slap in the face. Liu Xinmei disdains to see the banquet, but she shows her complacency. Her face is lost!

"Lord, I will leave." She tried to calm down her mood and managed to smile appropriately. As long as the Lord is not tired of giving up, she still has hope.

Murong Yifei nods in silence. Liu Xinmei is sincere in embarrassing him. But this is Lord an's residence and his world. If you want to live happily, I'm afraid you have to learn to please him. It doesn't matter. He is very patient in this matter.

"Zheng" sound, such as smoke Pavilion direction out of a burst of passionate music, as if the golden bell ring, war drums, soldiers and soldiers shouting together.Is that woman playing? Wen Ruo and Murong Yifei are both shocked in the heart. This is too unexpected. Is it really like what she said, it is not necessary to learn this thing?

The sound of the music gradually grew faster and faster. Suddenly, there was a burst of sound in the quiet and tense atmosphere. The sound of horse's hooves, the sound of swords and daggers hitting each other, and the sound of shouting were interwoven and undulating. The shocking pictures unfolded before our eyes.

Murong Yifei couldn't help breathing quickly. He was so familiar with such scenes that he had the illusion of jumping horses.

After a sad melody, the music stopped abruptly, everything was silent, and there was no sound in the yard.

Murong Yifei couldn't believe that such a solemn and stirring music could come from that woman's hand. What kind of courage and breadth of mind is needed, and how can the delicate woman be able to control it?

"Ruo, do you hear the sound of the piano coming from the smoke pavilion?" He must have heard it wrong.

If Wen Ruo only hated that she didn't leave early, she was beating her face! In spite of all kinds of unwillingness, or slightly nodded, so many people in the yard, she is not good to stare at the truth.

Murong Yifei's footsteps can't help but go to that direction, Wen Ruo if's heart tears up.

His pride just woke up at this time. He stopped for a moment, then turned back, and said to Wen Ruo, "go back earlier and have a rest. I believe you will be brilliant tomorrow."

Wen Ruo immediately felt that the sky was clear.

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