Chapter 48 Bells, drums and jade are not enough, Changmenqin stop the soul-refuture

In the Cheng Hall, Xiao Quezi shouted a few times, jumped down from Luo Qi's arms and ran to Ximen Que's arms.

"Find your master back? Where have you been?"

I took a look at Ximen, who just raised Xiao Quezi's hands to Ximen Que in front of me, and said angrily, " Even this little thing is a little spy."

Ximenque quickly put down the little fox in his hand, came to me, and clenched my hand: "My hands are so cold, where are you going?"

I pulled my hand back from his hand: "Just walk around."

Ximenque said to Luo Qi and Eunuch Huang in a low voice: "How do you two take care of the noble concubine? In such a cold day, you don't know how to add clothes when you go out."

When Grandpa Huang and Luo Qi heard the words, they immediately knelt on the ground and buried their heads silently.

"Why do you take it out on them? Originally, people here were trembling, like walking on thin ice. If you do this again, won't you be less popular?

Ximenque ignored my words and looked at Xiao Xuanzi at the door. Xiao Xuanzi was pleased and left happily.

A few moments later, he came back, holding a plate in his hand. He couldn't see what was in the plate, because the whole plate was covered by a red cloth.

Ximenque was also full of joy and smiles.

Huang Gonghe and Luo Qi are also full of inquiry. It seems that even they don't know what it is.

Ximen Que pulled me to the tray in front of Grandpa Huang, looked at the expression on my face, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'll give you a surprise!" With that, he raised his hand and pulled apart the red cloth covering the tray. The bright red mantle cloth flew up to the sky, like a flying butterfly.

The mysterious thing under the mantle was revealed in front of his eyes at this time.

Grandpa Huang looked at the rare treasures in his hand, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Even the calm Huang Gong and Luo Qi unconsciously held their breath. Xiao Quezi seemed to feel everyone's abnormal reaction and how unusual the things in front of him were. He spiritually put his head on Ximenque's legs and feet, and then scratched my ankles.

Ximen Que squatted down and held Xiao Quezi in his arms. Xiao Quezi was satisfied and said twice.

I looked at the white fox fur, which was made of fine young fox fur. I picked out several foxes with the same fur color from thousands of foxes and took its essence. It is from the most exquisite master of the State of Shu. Then a row of blue orchids was embroidered on the collar of the fox Qiu, which looked like a living thing and seemed to break out of the snow-white.

With such exquisite things and such exquisite workmanship, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to find a second one after searching all over the Chuhe mainland.

I covered the exclamation of the corners of my eyes and said sadly, "What are you doing with this?"

Ximen Que is gentle: "As long as you like it!"

I looked at the joy and doting from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly felt extremely disgusted in my heart.

How long will the love of an emperor last? Murong Yu is just a plaything in his painstaking efforts. Hasn't it been like this since ancient times? The emperor's holy pet will never last long. Aren't the women in Chengyu and Changmen Palace the best witnesses? What's more, Murong Yu will never admire him, let alone be hindered by him.

"Luo Qi, make tea..." I turned around needlessly and left to go back to my room.

The hand was held tightly behind by another big hand. There was a little anger in Ximenque's eyes: "What on earth do you want me to do?"

I laughed and said, "Ximenque, what do I still want to ask you? It's you who inexplicably put me here. What on earth do you want?"

Ximenque was stunned, and his hand was loosened, so I took advantage of the situation to break free from his hand.

His angry voice came from behind him: "Since it can't get into your eyes, what's the use of leaving it?" As soon as the words fell, I saw white powder flying all over the sky in the whole Qingcheng Hall. Xiao Xuanzi was stunned. When he realized what was going on in front of him, he suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this is exchanged for four cities. If you destroy it like this, won't those cities be lost in vain?"

This came to my ears, and my footsteps were stunned. In exchange for four cities? What exactly does Ximenque want to do? What does he mean by doing this?

I looked back and saw Ximenque's complicated eyes, angry, lost, sad, self-deprecating...

"Luo Qi, take the piano..."

Luo Qi didn't expect what I wanted to do with the piano. She was stunned and hurriedly retreated. Soon a handful of Yaoqin was placed in front of me.

Ximen Que looked at me with a trace of puzzlement, but it still did not eliminate his anger.

"Why don't you help your master sit down?" I didn't pay attention to the other emotions in his eyes except anger, and I fiddled with Yaoqin in my hand.

Grandpa Huang and Luo Qi are all puzzled.

"I once heard a song called Changmen Fu, and today I just came to thank you for your heart. It's not that I don't like it, and it's not that everything in the world can't get into my eyes. My Murong Yu is not so tall, but... I can't stand it."

Ximenque took over the tea handed over by Luo Qi. When he heard my words, his hand hung in mid-air, with a slight pause, and then drank the whole cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, the tea is still very hot..." Luo Qi thought.

But Ximen Que looked at me with fixed eyes and grabbed every expression on my face: "I thought no one in the world would be in your eyes except Xiao Yeyu." Although his words were plain, the words condensed the atmosphere around him with cold factors.

"I want to make a bet with you!"

"Oh? What kind of bet?" Ximenque has long changed into a cunning face.

"If this song is enough to impress everyone present, I want to ask you for a few people."

"With just one song?"

"It's just a piece of music!"

"Why should I promise you? Except for the three slaves here, there is only this little beast and me. Why do you tell me such a condition?

"As long as I play this song, it's worth it."

"Good! I said that I want to see what kind of song it is. It's a "value" word. Ximenque sat casually on the couch, put his hand naturally behind him, and looked at me with cunning eyes.

I sat down and held my five-string fingertips flying on the strings. A long door, casually sprinkled over the Qingcheng Hall.

Colorful butterflies are fluttering, the lotus flowers are full of the pool, and there are fluttering strings, which bring the person who listens the piano into a beautiful world, as if they have seen a young man. The long flute stands in the light of the light, and the amazing beauty of turning around hurts the eyes of countless women in the world, including those who claim to be free for a lifetime and not hindered by the world. She, so the two of them joined hands, wishing that there would be only one person in this life to make a white head together.

Time passes, the white horse passes through the gap, and suddenly it is the vicissitudes of life, and the once vow has passed away at any time. The walls of the Royal Palace are overlapping and killing countless. She stands at the long gate and only treats her former beloved.

The husband is a beautiful woman, and he is free and cares about himself. The soul is more than the ecstasy, and the shape is withered and lives alone.

The former vows are no longer, just because she is married to ordinary ordinary people.

I don't see the old people crying, but I only hear the new people laughing.

The sound of the piano suddenly turned, sobbing and sobbing, like a woman crying, like looking forward to a good man, and full of anger, but shocked the wind all over the city. Life wants to turn this world around and vent the entanglement in his heart,

The long and long song only leaves a full of regret.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly at this time. At the same time, I only asked "Ceng" with a sound. A drop of enchanting blood dripped into the redwood strings. Together with the engraved patterns, they actually fit together.

"Your concubine, your finger..." Luo Qi hurried forward to help me up my finger cut by the string.

Ximen Que woke up from the sound just now and frowned at my fingers: "Do you also know soul dementation?"

"Who else can do it?"

Dementorism can only be found in the Fantasy Continent. This was created by a pianist named Jiang Qin in the State of Jiang when the mainland had not been paced by the master at the beginning of that year and the mainland had not been paced by the master. It is said that he had a very strange musical instrument, which was similar to the piano, but not a piano. In those years, there was a song of low-level demented thousands of troops and horses. Under the city, the enemy's whole army was destroyed, and no one survived. Later, the Fantasy Continent calmed down the battle, and Jiang Qin was afraid that this Qin would provoke the killing again. So he destroyed his own piano, and since then, no one has been able to play the same rhythm as before.

Ximen Que looked at me calmly, grabbed every expression on my face, and spit out a word faintly: "Yes!"