C4

"Beauty, quickly get up!" Ning Zhi and Mei Duo helped me up from the ground, and it was unknown when Xuanyuan Chenxin left.

I had an indifferent expression, and Ning Zhi thought that I was displeased, so she hurriedly comforted me. "The beauty's singing voice is melodious and melodious, the Emperor must be entranced from listening to it!"

"Yeah, it's rare to hear this song again. This servant is so drunk on them. " Mei Duo praised her repeatedly.

He thought back to the first time he sang this tune, when he was only six years old. His father's legal wife, Madam Li, was also Wanyue's biological mother, and gave him a zither as a gift. As he thought of the past, he began to recite the melody.

In my previous life, I was called Ning Yuan. Mom was a professor at the Music Academy. Every day when I was young, I would sing, dance, and learn to play all kinds of musical instruments under her tutelage.

Dad was an artistic painter. Always sneakily take me to carry a heavy drawing board, a tool box full of paintbrushes everywhere.

My sister Ning Chan actually has no talent in art at all. She prefers mathematical physics that makes one's head hurt. Naturally, I became the focus of my parents' argument, always wanting to learn music or painting.

Eventually, under their influence, I became a brilliant jewellery designer.

I resent "Shuidiao Getou" this song title did not "when did the moon have" full of desolate feelings, so changed the name of this song. She didn't want Wanyue to listen in on her though.

He was able to remember it in his heart just once, and sing it exceptionally skillfully, making people unable to forget it for a long time.

It was also because of this tune that removed the estrangement between Wanyue and I. Three years ago, father's fortieth birthday. Wanyue congratulated his father on his birthday and played this song. But instead of singing to myself, let me sing.

Before the tune, Wanyue seemed to have an endless amount of worries that transformed into threads of notes. I sang softly along with her melody, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes slow and sometimes slow, sometimes sad and sometimes gentle.

It was like the scales under the moon, flickering and calm yet not peaceful yet captivating. It was also like the graceful and graceful dance of a singing girl. The graceful and graceful spinning of the muslin made one intoxicated and unable to extricate himself from it.

This is also the first time Wanyue has given me a faint smile, a smile so innocent and so beautiful. Since the song was over, the guests couldn't help but cheer.

For the first time, I realized how much my half sister and I cherished each other. I was ten years old that year, and I finally made a name for myself after the song. He became the second miss Shan Wanqing of Shan Mansion that everyone knew could compare to the brilliant and talented Shi Wanyue.

Wanyue is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my two lives. However, all of this ultimately turned into a sweet, bright red color.

It's just that I didn't expect that even Wanyue knew about Wanyue's favorite song. What kind of feelings did he have for Wanyue? Was it merely the ordinary love between the emperor and his concubine, or did it surpass the ordinary love between the emperor and his concubine?

Maybe I'll never understand.

He took a light meal and went to bed early. The first day after entering the palace was as long as a whole year. With a sound of "hu", Ning Xuemo blew out the flickering candle light before dexterously retreating.

Just me and the darkness of this room. But he couldn't help but think of the only time he had escaped from the Shan Mansion to play around: "Brother Qingyu, I went to see the master pinching someone. "Not waiting for you and sister."

I jumped up and down and ran into the crowd of people. A couple of janitors came galloping in from not too far away. The leader violently lashed out with his whip, "Pa Pa", the momentum of the flying horse made people want to snatch it away from him.

The crowd in the bazaar was frightened by the sudden appearance of the horses. For a moment, the children were crying out for their lord.

"Wanqing, be careful!" The anxious cries of her cousin behind him had long been overshadowed by the clamor. I was pushed to the ground by the people who had rushed the horse, and I fell unconscious on top of the vegetable pumpkin.

When I woke up, I saw the sad face of the peddler, "Lady, my melon was smashed by you. "Ah, my melon …" Ignoring the pain in my forehead, I hastily paid him back in silver taels with a blush on my face.

He had just found a disdainful Wanyue and his terrified cousin. Fortunately, you were not trampled by the horses. Wanqing, you are too mischievous. How could you charge out alone? " His cousin was still worried.

"Coward, you're really useless!" However, Wanyue said disdainfully: "Just a few galloping horses can scare you so much that you lose your composure, you have truly disgraced our Shan family."

Wanyue had led herself for three years, and she was only thirteen years old that year.

After hearing my cousin say it, Wanyue actually took away the carriage driver's whip and whipped it back fiercely, to vent my anger.