Feng Jiang’s face changed slightly. Is this pianist
Can you play Phoenix for the Phoenix?
I often miss my seat and poured a cup of tea for Feng Jiang’s clothes. I thought that Feng Jiang’s clothes gave her that guqin, which is still in Xiangfu. It seems that I have to find a time to get it back, and Feng Li Su gave her a lot of treasures.
Although she’s not in Xiangfu, those things are given by the imperial edict. Those three women who want to come to Xiangfu’s backyard don’t have the courage to move.
As Qing Mu Gong put his hands gently on the strings, the beautiful piano poured out. His eyes looked at that ordinary face through the gauze curtain, stained with a touch of inquiry, and then swept the eyes across the face of the dressed man with a little doubt.
Acacia always picked a grape and peeled it before stuffing it into her mouth. When she saw that the grape tasted good, she pushed it to Feng Jiang’s clothes.
"Taste it. It’s so sweet."
Feng Jiang’s clothes felt a little better when he saw this mood. He glanced at it and saw that Qing Mu Gong’s eyebrows were picked up and his lips were hooked with a graceful smile.
He’s still lovesick. He’s just a pianist. He doesn’t care.
But at this time, Qin suddenly came to an abrupt end. Qing Mu Gong stared at them straight, and both of them often missed Feng Jiang’s clothes and looked at him, but Bai Qin suddenly stopped.
"The girl is … often homesick for Miss Chang Jiasi?" Green Mu Gong asked some uncertainly.
Acacia often didn’t expect that she was easy and her voice changed, and the other party could recognize her. But at this time, there were three of them, and there was no cover. I raised my hand and tore my face, and the human skin mask revealed that it was breathtaking.
"It’s me!"
Green Mu Gong got up with some excitement and felt that he was being rude. He said, "It turned out that Huei-fang wanted to see you the next day after she left, but the housekeeper told her not to go to Xiangfu to teach piano in the future. Later, Huei-fang disappeared for a long time. I didn’t expect to see Huei-fang again at this time!"
"Something has happened in these days, but I haven’t come to tell you how Yiqing Mugong has been recently?"
Qing Mu Gong nodded, "The day is still the same! Thank you for your concern! " Then he looked at Feng Jiang’s clothes and asked, "If this gentleman didn’t guess wrong, he should be eleven princes!"
Feng Jiang’s clothes also tore off the mask and dyed it with elegance and beauty. Although he didn’t achieve perfection, most people still couldn’t see him. I didn’t expect the pianist to see it at first sight.
I’m afraid it’s not just a pianist who has such eyesight.
"I didn’t expect Qing Mu Gong to have such a good eye that you could see it."
When Qing Mu Gong saw him, he really walked out of the curtain and saluted him. "Meet the eleven princes!"
"yes!" Fengjiang garment lightly opens its mouth.
However, I often miss you a little bit. "How did Qing Mu Gong recognize us?"
Qing Mu Gong got up and said, "When Huei-fang stopped at the shore, there was some doubt. Later, when she saw Huei-fang’s voice as low as possible, it was crisp and pleasant. However, when she was a child, she heard it and Huei-fang’s eyes and manners did not change. This made her bold to guess."
I see. Even though her voice has changed, she can’t escape from Qing Mu Gong’s discrimination of sounds since childhood.
"Then how did you guess that he was eleven princes?" I often ask again.
Qing Mu Gong looked at the dazzling man and laughed. "I have seen eleven princes in the past, and I am familiar with the sounds of eleven princes. When eleven princes opened their mouths, I felt a little familiar. Being able to stay with Huei-fang, men are either rich or expensive, so I naturally thought of eleven princes!"
"You have some collars!" Feng Jiang’s clothes are humming lightly.
"Thank you for your praise!"
Qing Mu Gong knew that Feng Jiang’s clothes didn’t like him, so he turned and walked back to the back of the curtain, took a seat, raised his hand and took the strings, and the lingering melody poured out from his slender fingers.
Feng Jiang Yi looked at the opposite side and often missed her. She just stared at each other straight as usual and raised her hand and gently pulled her sleeve.
"What are you looking at?"
Put on the mask again and said, "Even if the king wears a mask, he is better than him!"
Chang Xiangsi also put on the mask before laughing, "What are you thinking!"
She just feels that every time I see Qing Mu Gong, I feel a little familiar, which gives her the feeling that I seem to have seen it somewhere but I can’t remember it.
A song about Qing Mu Gong after curtain.
She asked, "Does Huei-fang want to listen to more music?"
"No, come here!" Said has poured a cup of tea to one side.
Qing Mu Gong took a seat and took a sip of his teacup and asked, "I don’t know if the eleventh prince and the fourth lady want to wear a mask?"
Chang Xiangsi said, "There is nothing I hope you won’t reveal our whereabouts. Now we are in some trouble and come out to wear a mask."
Qing Mu Gong immediately made a promise, "Don’t worry, I won’t reveal it to the public."
Often acacia wanted to think about it, and looked at it again until his white and handsome face was slightly reddish and his phoenix-red clothes sank a few minutes.
"Qing Mu Gong, have we met before?"
Chang Xiangsi asked out the doubts in his heart and then caught a glimpse of the tiny Zhu Shazhi at the end of his left hand.
I’m not familiar with my face, but occasionally I glance at my eyes a little familiar, and I have those beautiful hands.
It is this Zhu Shazhi …
Green Mu Gong shook his head slightly and smiled. "The first time we met in Huei-fang was in the original painting. It was the Xiao Grand Duke. Please come and play the piano. Eleven princes were also in memory. If you have seen them, you will remember them."
Feng Jiang-yi glanced at the motion, and Qing Mu-gong stared at him straight in the eyes. At this time, he felt that he had her own thoughts instead of chatting up.
Does she doubt Qing Mu Gong?
"At that time, it was also the first time that Wang met Qingmu Gong. This time, it should be the third time to meet. I don’t know that Qingmu Gong lived in Acacia and liked your piano back to Wang so that you could play it."
Qing Mu Gong replied, "Back to the eleventh report, I now live in the second lane of the nearby North Street. When I walk in, I can see that the roof is a green tile courtyard, and it is easy to recognize several peach blossoms."
"Be sure to visit when you get there!"
Feng Jiang’s clothes added tea to Chang Xiangsi and tea to Qing Mu Gong.
At this time, the original has reached the center of the lake, and a cool wind blows in. Feng Jiang Yi is worried that he will often miss the cold and raise his hand against the window.