Mei Gongqing

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Chen Rong's footsteps, seemingly relaxed, actually walked quickly. When the Monk Ping came out, she came to the main courtyard.

People come and go here, the water dragon. How dare you scream? They can only accelerate their footsteps and try to discourage Chen in secret.

At this moment, the banquet has been held for two hours. The moon in the sky is hanging in the sky, the night wind blows and the cold air strikes. If you want to come in half an hour, you can have a feast.

Chen Yong lowered her head and when she came out, she purposely poured some powder on her face, making her face a little pale. The colour of the whole person decreased slightly, and there was another truly moving appearance.

Chen Yong came outside the main courtyard. When he saw the two men approaching him, he did not return to his head and ordered: "Prepare me for a collapse. ”

“Girl! ”

“Go! ”

“But the girl--”

Heard the two men behind them exhort each other with death. Chen Rong sighed and couldn't help explaining: “Hey, hey, I heard about this from my uncle today. The family wanted to give me to King Nanyang as a concubine. ”

When she said that, they pressed their mouths simultaneously and whispered.

Fortunately, the place where the three of them stand is under the shadow of a tree, and it doesn't attract much attention.

Chen Rongbing smiled: “If you want to come to the back yard of King Nanyang, there are hundreds of beauties of all kinds, and he still makes up for it every day! In his yard, my whole life was over.” She sighed a long time and drank: “Stand down, everything is on my own. ”

“But, but. ”

“Don't say that again, think about it. Why have I tried to make the wrong decision in the last few months? ”

That makes sense. They looked at each other and backed away.

Shortly afterwards, Flat moved in under a big tree.

Chen Rong raised his head and looked at the hall with a bright light. There were laughing arrays and singing and dancing flat. The people in there were all fairy people, and seemed to have no worries. Never, ever be as troubled as she is.

Chen Yong lowered his eyes and slowly sat on his knees.

Then she lifted her hands slightly.

Then, a string of cloud-like music, mixed in the wind of autumn, rose.

The sound of the violin was shaky, as if it were spring sorrow, floating and rolling away, leaving no news except an itch in the human heart field.

Gradually, the sound of the violin turned long, it flew in the sky, over the layer of white clouds, over the sea mulberry fields, suddenly a shadow entered its eyes, and then, after that, the soul was broken, the heart was old...

Chen Rong played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" when Sima was just like Zhuo Wenjun, just because of different experiences, she added seven unexpected points to the music, added three separate rivers to look at each other, panic at a time when there was no wings.

Such indignation and panic, give this spring's spiritual courtship song, raw stain three separate sorrows, three separate hates, three sludges look up to the clouds.

Just as Chen Rong's voice came out, the hustle and bustle in the hall continued. Gradually, that piece of music slowly penetrated into the hustle and laughter, slowly becoming the main melody.

Slowly, one or two people came out, and they followed the fame of the piano.

Slowly, more and more people walked out of the hall, lowered their hips and fingers and began to fit into the swinging room of the music.

All of this, Chen Cheng doesn't feel anything.

She just lowered her head with focus, the vegetarian stroking on the strings and springy sorrows between her eyebrows. In the silver light of the ground, her eyebrows sophisticated and bright little face, slightly pale, and this pale, in the midst of the soft yellow, pale and purple, shows some emotional wounds belonging to youth.

Under the moonlight, the leaves were depressed, and her beautiful little face was half bright and half dark.

Chen slightly stared at the person playing the piano under the tree, unbelievably. She stared, like the girls around her, and laughed out loud.

“Oh, my God, isn't this Pingcheng Aaron? Why is she playing Phoenix? ”

“Hee-hee, that was fun. ”

“Who does she play for? ”

“Yes, I don't know who she met. ”

“Whoever Lang Jun is, in her capacity, can only be so loving. ”

In the laughter, in the noise, in the discourse, instead of all the joy, the singing and the dancing.

More and more people stood in the courtyard, more and more teenagers came out and measured the loneliness played under the tree.

Unconsciously, the laughter was dwindling.

Perhaps it's because this player is too lonely? It was a loneliness that could never be loved. It was a loneliness that could never be seen. It was a loneliness that could only be hidden in distant corners and looked upon.

What kind of pain is there in this world that is more than thirsty than unattainable?

Listen to the growing noise outside, the fat, swollen king of Nanyang turned his head and asked curiously: “What happened? ”

A 50-year-old employee walked up to him and laughed: "It's a beautiful little aunt of the Chen family. I don't know which one of the brothers is playing Phoenix. ”

Nanyang Wang smiled and said, “What happened? It's an elegant thing! Go, go, go, go, go.” He turned around and said, "Qilong, let's go together.” He just screamed and laughed, "Turns out Qilong had already gone. ”

The clerk laughed: "That's right, Qilong is a beautiful teenager. What's so strange about this kind of beautiful thing? ”

“Hugh, go check it out. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

With the help of the staff, the King of Nanyang slowly came out in eight words. In the various shelters of the crowd, he came to Wang Hing's back. He also looked at the courtyard without a blind eye. Nanyang Wang Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, “What beauty made Qilong look crazy too? ”

Go ahead, he turned his head too and followed the fame of the harp.

At this glance, Wang Nanyang stayed still. He instantly stared at Chen Yong and asked the staff holding him: “This girl is so beautiful. Is she Chen's aunt? ”

The clerk, lean and thin, in his fifties, is also a hungry man in color. He knows his mind. Rumor has it that he turned around and whispered: “Not only is she Aunt Chen, but she is also the aunt Wang Qilong asked about when she was in the chair! ”

“True? ”

“Don't you dare lie to the king. ”

“Okay, okay.” Nanyang Wang Haha smiled and turned his head to carefully measure Chen Zheng. The more he measured, the brighter his eyes were.

As the clerk saw it, the three rats touching his jaw laughed: “This little aunt is more blessed than the Kabuki who won the feast.” He approached King Nanyang again and whispered: “At the feast, Chen Yuan told his men about the little aunt. He also said that if the Prince so desired, people could be sent anytime. ”

Nanyang Wang loved to hear this. Now he beat his own thighs hard. "Not bad, not bad, Chen Yuan not bad! ”