V3.C63

The flexible tune overflows from the woman's fingertips. At the beginning, the tune is smooth and clear, which makes people feel refreshed. People are intoxicated in this graceful tune. When the woman's hands are lifted, the tune suddenly reverses, like the sound of horse hooves, or the sound of bronze drums. The piano sounds high and low, sometimes implying danger, sometimes winning. The seven strings are under the woman's hands, and they do their best to change The music of the zither stops gradually. People think that the music has been finished and they are about to praise it. Suddenly, there is a zither sound. The desolate tone is as sad as a complaint. It is like an invisible hand tearing the heart of the listener. It is inexplicably painful and pathetic.

Qingfeng listens carefully until a sound like a broken string comes out. Qingfeng claps gently and says with a smile: "a good song of" Qiu Tu ", or a good piano skill." This song is extremely difficult to play, and she only heard her elder sister play it once. This woman can play it like this, and she is very skillful. Unfortunately, this song tells the story of hunting. The hunter's ambition is to win, and he plays with his prey in the palm of his hand. The prey has no place to escape, and he is not willing to be slaughtered. As the daughter of the boudoir, his elder sister and this girl are not able to show it incisively and vividly.

Yuhanpeng was stunned. She raised her head and looked at the opposite person. The two obvious scars could not cover up her gorgeous appearance, which made her see the identity of the woman Qingfeng at a glance. Yuhanpeng was surprised that she could hear it? I chose this song because it was vigorous and domineering, so I wanted to perform it in the celebration. This piece of "Qiu Tu" is actually a remnant song left hundreds of years ago. Few people know it. In order to cooperate with the bell and drum performance during the celebration, she specially rearranged the music. I can't imagine that Qingfeng could hear it effortlessly and clapped when the last sound started, It can be seen that she knows the essence of this song. She has long heard that the sisters of the Qing family are not only brilliant in the world, but also knowledgeable and versatile. Today, she really deserves her reputation!

Yuhanpeng got up and returned to Qingfeng gracefully. Then she said with a smile, "thank you for your praise."

The green maple also lightly smiles to nod, "you this Qin is also specially made to order." Otherwise, at the last moment, the string will break.

Yu Han's face was surprised. At last, she laughed with regret: "yes, but it seems that it's still hard to play."

They admired each other and chatted in the main hall as if there were no one else. How could Xin Yuening bear such neglect? She coughed softly and said in a loud voice: "this is yuhanpeng, the apple of the eye of yuzesi's family, the Minister of rites. Before the Empress Dowager went to Linchuan other hospital to recuperate, she decided to let Han Peng perform at the ceremony. What do you think? "

They finally recovered, looking at the Queen's face and praising carefully.

"Your Highness is here."

The eunuch's shrill announcement came down, and a seven or eight year old boy rushed in. The boy was wearing a white jade crown, a purple jacket, a gold belt around his waist, and an imperial green hollow pendant hanging around his waist. His lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was noble. Arrogantly, he went to the throne and saluted, "my son has seen my mother."

"Get up." Xinyuening a smile, got up to meet up, eyes full of doting, gentle asked: "watch son how come?"

The child glanced at yuhanpeng and her Jasper zither, and said with disdain, "during the celebration, envoys from all countries come to worship. This kind of small family style of playing zither, singing and dancing can not show the majestic style of our dome mountain. My son has just learned a set of sword techniques from Guo Shenling. It's better for him to perform in the celebration, so that they can see the majestic style of dome mountain."

What a big tone! In the prosperous and peaceful times, when there is no need and no way to play with swords and swords, playing piano and chess is a way to show the bearing of a great power. Let alone the majestic momentum in the painting of Qiu, which is enough to shock the heroes. Is it true that if you let him perform, the seven or eight year old baby's HuaQuan and embroidered legs can show the majestic style of Qiongyue?

Qingfeng sniffed, but Xin Yuening was proud of it and said with a smile: "my son can win honor for Qiongyue naturally, but you, Prince Qiongyue, will be proud of the six countries in the future. How can you perform for the envoys of small countries who come to worship?"

Yan Xun thought about it. He was the king of a country in the future. It was really inappropriate to perform for those envoys, but his newly learned swordsmanship couldn't be displayed, and he felt uncomfortable. After thinking about it, Yan Xun said with a smile, "how about performing for the empress there?"

Xin Yuening said with a smile: "good."

Yan Xun went to the center of the main hall. A eunuch came to him with a two foot sword in his hands. The sword was not cut. The body of the sword was white. The patterns made of fine steel were shining in the dance. The gems inlaid on the hilt blinked brightly. He dances in a beautiful way. It seems that the weight of this sword is specially made for him.

Looking at the elated child in front of her, Qingfeng is in a trance for a moment. Is this the royal way of raising children? Was Yan Hongtian like this when he was a child? Impossible, think of that a domineering, just a look to call people breathing stagnation man, Qingfeng immediately denied this guess.

If the child has been raised in this way, he will only be a self righteous, indulgent and ignorant prince in the future. Why doesn't Yan Hongtian care? Is this his son?

"Master, be careful!"

Green maple thought, suddenly feel a strong wind hit, ear only hear Poria cocos a exclamation, arm was mercilessly pulled back, green maple whole person fell back, embarrassed sitting on the ground.Looking back, he saw the dagger pointing straight at her, less than a foot from her face. Suddenly, the other concubines were so scared that they took a cold breath. Qingfeng was so angry that he dared to point his sword at her! I dare to yell at your father, not to mention a child who is indulgent and arrogant and pretends to be powerful!

Under the cold gaze of Qingfeng, Yan Jing timidly takes back his dagger. Then he feels that he has been taken back by a woman. It's very shameless. With his head raised, he laughs: "I think it's some gorgeous beauty who has confused my father. It's just an ugly eight."

"Watch me, don't be rude." Xin Yuening walks slowly to Yan Xun and looks at Qingfeng, who is still sitting on the ground. There is no guilt on her face. "Is sister OK? Don't take it to heart that Xiao'er is really naughty. "

Green maple suddenly lowered his head, snorted, covered his stomach, a face of pain.

"Master?" Poria cocos hurried forward to help, but green maple is leaning on her shoulder can not live moaning.

Xin Yue Ning Feng eyebrow tiny pick, pretend to care of ask a way: "younger sister this is how?" Hum, the child had better be banished!

Seeing that Qingfeng couldn't get up for a long time, Shuixin felt a little uneasy and quickly stepped forward to help him. Qingfeng couldn't stay, but it wasn't the way it is today. The queen was looking for trouble for herself and the prince.

Qingfeng grabs Fuling's hand and reluctantly gets up. He pushes away the water core. Qingfeng stares at xinyuening and says to Fuling, "go back to the palace!"

Qingfeng's stare not only doesn't make Xin Yuening angry, but also makes her in a good mood. Looking at Qingfeng's staggering outward, Xin Yuening doesn't let anyone help her.

Green maple seems to be very painful, the whole person is leaning on the arms of Poria cocos, Poria cocos some can't help, go to a table, green maple foot a stagger, almost to fall. Yu Meiren behind the table quickly got up to help her. Qingfeng didn't know whether she was angry or confused. She raised her hand and slapped her face. Yu Meiren knelt down timidly. Qingfeng pointed to Yu Meiren kneeling on the ground and yelled: "you all want to kill our palace, don't you?"

Wu'er has been following Zhen Zhen Zhen for so long, but she is not stupid. Qingfeng doesn't slap people for no reason. It's Yu Meiren. After thinking for a while, wu'er seems to have some clue. She holds the shaking Yu Meiren forward and snorts in an unconvinced low voice: "it's Qingfei who bumps into her. How can she blame my master?"

The complaint was not high or low enough for people around him to hear. Qingfeng's face sank and he said angrily, "you Be presumptuous

Standing behind Yu Meiren, the woman in blue should also be a beauty. In the past, there was huifei protecting Yu Meiren, but she suffered a lot. This time, she naturally wanted to go down the well and see Qingfeng's face turned green. The woman in blue looked at wu'er and said, "it's wu'er around huifei. No wonder, but do you think you are still serving huifei?"

"Somebody Qingfeng pointed to Wuer. She didn't know whether it was because of pain or anger. Her voice was shaking: "throw her into the cold palace and let their masters and servants get together!"

The bodyguard in Yilan palace looks at the queen. She smiles and nods. She immediately comes forward and drags her dance out of Yilan palace.

Xin Yuening went to Qingfeng's side and saw that her face was very blue. She was very happy. She said hypocritically: "it's just a cheap maid. Why should my sister be angry? Her body is important." Hum, at that time, she wanted to join hands with Zhen Zhen to deal with her. Now she has to see who is dealing with who!

Green maple see also don't see Xin Yue Ning one eye, by Poria cocos arm out of the Yi Lan palace. Walking on the Palace Road, Qingfeng's face recovered as usual, but he was still supported by Fuling. Qingfeng asked in a low voice: "so far, the emperor really has only such a son?"

Poria cocos nodded gently, "yes."

No wonder that child is so arrogant. Xin Yuening is bold and fearless. Even if he miscarries her today, Yan Hongtian can't do anything about this child. Yan Xun is Yan Hongtian's only son. In this way, he must be the future prince, the crown prince of a country. If Yan Hongtian has a chance, he is the emperor. How can Yan Hongtian, such a smart and wise man, allow such a situation appear? If the child ascends the throne, not to mention that she has no way to survive, the court officials like Lou Xiyan and Su Ling may be destroyed by the Xin family in the future.

In the past two days, the joyful mood turned to a sudden decline. Holding Fuling's hand tightly, Qingfeng said softly, "Zhen Zhen is going to give birth soon. You should find wenpo first and wait for the news of Wuer. You must make their mother and son safe."

"Yes." Poria cocos face is also very dignified, if today did not have time to pull a master, that sword really hurt the master, what will the emperor do?

Night has already come, Poria cocos is very helpless to look at the study of people who concentrate on painting, from Yilan Palace back master began painting, originally thought she was just a whim, don't want this station is three hours. It's no use for dinner, just two mouthfuls of soup.

Glancing at the drawing paper, it seems that the painting is almost finished. Poria cocos is about to tell Ruyi to prepare some meals when she sees a tall and straight figure striding into the Qingfeng hall. The people in the courtyard kneel down and salute, "long live the emperor."