Chapter 457

Because Qin will not start until after dark. Most of them haven't come yet. There are not many people by the lake.

There are only three people in the pavilion: she, Yan Ziyuan and her little servant girl. Ning Xuemo opens her voice and shouts: "ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..." facing the lake

The sound is clear and long, spreading far away. The distant mountains seem to respond, "ah ah ah..."

Ning Xuemo's sudden voice startled Yan Ziyuan and opened his eyes to her: "Xue Xue, you?"

Ning Xuemo holds her hand and asks her to face the lake, smiling and chanting: "Ziyuan, you can also shout two voices to try! Very comfortable! "

Yan Ziyuan's eyes brightened, and she did have a desire to shout. However, it's not proper for a girl to shout here. I'm afraid her father will read her again when he knows

The little servant girl persuaded Yan Ziyuan not to shout for the same reason.

Yan Ziyuan is hesitating there. Ning Xuemo is free and easy: "people live to see themselves. As long as they don't exceed your bottom line, why care too much about other people's eyes?"

She doesn't care about Yan Ziyuan. She shouts a few more voices in front of the lake, only to feel that her mind is getting rid of many obstacles.

There are still people on the edge of the lake. Ning Xuemo's voices attract countless eyes. Ning Xuemo doesn't care. She is standing there with her eyes and eyebrows flowing and her spirits flying.

Yan Ziyuan finally moved. She also stood with Ning Xuemo and shouted at the lake.

After all, it's a lady from a big family. Her voice is still a little smaller. I dare not let it go. But even in this way, I feel comfortable.

Ning Xuemo smiled and encouraged her: "louder!" Then she opened her voice and shouted.

Yan Ziyuan took a breath and finally gave up her scruples and shouted at the lake.

Once the first shout is made, the more shout is made, the more comfortable the mood is!

Yan Ziyuan obviously has something on her mind. After that, her eyes are bright.

"What are you doing?!" A voice suddenly burst in.

Yan Ziyuan's body was stiff. Half of her voice was shouted and stuck in her throat. She slowly turned back. "Master," he said

Ning Xuemo turns around and looks at it, frowning slightly.

Behind them stood two people, one male and one female, outside the pavilion.

The man looked about twenty years old. He had a beautiful face and elegant temperament. He was wearing a lake blue robe. At the moment, his black eyes fell on Yan Ziyuan. His eyebrows were light and frown. He obviously yelled at her and didn't agree with her.

The woman was 16 or 17 years old. She had a beautiful face and elegant demeanor. She was full of strong book atmosphere. Holding a piano in her arms, she saw Yan Ziyuan turning around. She gave a little blessing: "sister kite."

The face of Yan Ziyuan, who has always been warm to people, is cold. The eldest lady is domineering: "which is your sister?! Don't scramble for relatives! "

The woman lowered her head slightly. "Yes, miss."

"Ziyuan!" The man's eyes darkened and his handsome face sank.

Yan Ziyuan looks up at him: "how am I? Am I wrong? My father is just my own daughter. She is just an adopted daughter. How can she call my sister? "

The man glanced at her and said coldly, "Yan Ziyuan, you are too much!"

Yan Ziyuan's pretty face is slightly red: "I can't go too far without you! I don't need you to interfere with her! You are just my zither player. Do you really want to teach me everything? "