His music is very joyful, and the sun falls on the banjo, casting a golden halo on the black strings.

His fingers are beautiful, slender and fair. Even if you don't listen to the music, just watching him pluck the strings will make you fascinated.

The movement reached a climax and stopped abruptly, leaving only an abrupt stop sign.

"Why don't you play it anymore?" Someone asked aloud, a little impatiently.

The person playing the piano just looked at the sun in the sky leisurely, then stood up with one hand supporting the ground, and hopped away with one foot.

Qin, was left in place, not taken away.

"Hey, your qin!" This five-stringed qin has a simple appearance and sonorous sound. It is definitely a peerless good qin. Why didn't this person take it away? Isn't it afraid of being trampled on?

"Send it to you!" His voice came across the stairs in an ethereal manner, Yan Susu froze for a moment: what a weird person.

It should have been a happy thing to get a piano for nothing, but thinking of the crippled left leg of the player who played the piano, the piano felt a little heavy in his hands.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Minxiang held her hand, looked at her somewhat lonely expression, and asked with concern.

"Do you recognize him?"

Yuan Minxiang frowned: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Really?" Yan Susu suddenly became excited.

Yuan Minxiang was very dissatisfied with her sudden excitement: "Can't you stop caring about another man so much in front of me? Can't you stop showing that expression for other men?"

Yan Susu was taken aback by his jealous remarks, and then she realized that she suddenly withdrew her hand from his palm: "Crazy!"

"What did you say?" There was no word for nerve in ancient times, so Yuan Minxiang knew that Yan Susu was expressing dissatisfaction, but he didn't know what she meant specifically.

Yan Susu squinted at him: "Prince Min, don't say that we are not married yet. Even if we are married, the freedom of my life is still in my own hands. If any man around me, or any opposite sex I ask, will let you Now that I am so angry, I think I will piss you off one day, because you don’t expect me to be a mule who only follows you in circles.”

It's not intentional to provoke him, but Yan Susu feels that the scope of his jealousy is too broad. This kind of broadness is not only domineering, but has begun to become aggressive.

Yuan Minxiang's face turned ashen when he heard the words, his black ink eyes stared at Yan Susu for a moment, and his tone was full of orders: "I'll give you a word too, don't say that you are already the woman I recognize, even if you are The woman that others forced me, your freedom of life belongs to me only from the moment you get married, you can only have me by your side, you can only have me in your heart, you can only have me in your eyes, Other men, if you come, I will kill one, if you come two, I will kill one pair, and I will make you a mule with three obediences and four virtues, who only circles around me."

The atmosphere between the two of them wasn't too bad at first, but now that the tension has been turned, knowing that Tuobayan saw that there seemed to be something wrong here, he came over and interjected, and then turned the tension into hypocrisy.

"What's the matter, both of you are stern-faced, did you quarrel?" Tuobayan asked tentatively.

"Why, Susu asked me what to do with this violin, saying that she can't be rewarded for nothing, and I'm persuading her that since she accepts it, she can put it away with peace of mind and take good care of such a violin."

Even if he let anyone know that the two of them were bickering, Yuan Minxiang didn't want Tuo Bayan to know, just because he could tell from the idiom competition that Tuo Bayan had feelings for Yan Susu.

Tuoba Yan believed it was true, and looked at the qin in Yan Susu's hand seriously: "The boat is on the river, and the player who played the qin just now is probably still on the boat. If you really feel that you can't get rewarded for nothing, you can return the qin." Just give it to him, I will send someone to find out which room he lives in."

"He won't ask for it." Yan Lingling's sudden opening took everyone by surprise, because today, unless she had to, Yan Lingling never took the initiative to say a word.

Yan Susu asked: "Sister, what do you say?"

"Don't you all recognize him? He is one of the four sons of the capital, Mr. Canyue. I heard that he is very skilled at playing the qin. He always carries a guqin on his back, but after he finishes playing, the qin will be abandoned by him. , If someone wants it, he will ask for it, and if he doesn’t want it, he will keep it in the distance, isn’t there a saying in the capital, follow Mr. Wanyue, there will be a steady stream of Guqin.”

What kind of eccentricity, Yan Susu was really depressed.

After Yan Lingling said these words, Yan Nini immediately followed up: "Susu, you don't want this violin, give it to me, it looks like an ancient violin."

After all, she was about to hug Yan Susu's piano when she came up, but she saw Yan Susu dodge lightly and smiled lightly: "If the second sister likes it, she can go with Mr. Wanyue. Since this piano was given to me, I don't have it." The reason for the gift."

The refusal to give in is not because of a piano.

But such an elegant piano, if it was given to such a vulgar woman as Yan Nini, Yan Susu would feel that the guqin was ruined, and the gentle smile on the face of Wan Yue was ruined.

After eating a turtle, Yan Nini only felt resentful in her heart, and she wanted to explode but because of today's occasion, she could only endure it, but this does not mean that she is really such a person who swallows her anger.

"Susu, you can't get this good piano for nothing. Mr. Wanyue is probably still on the boat, why don't you play a piece and thank him at that time."

"Nini, what are you doing? Susu is the third lady of the Yan Mansion, how can she perform in public like a street performer?"

Yan Lingling gave Yan Nini a low shout, with a pair of eyebrows, she gouged out Yan Nini fiercely, but Yan Nini just pretended not to see it, and continued: "It's better to take the song he played just now, in order to make you a perfect woman , Didn’t dad specially ask a violinist to teach you piano skills, and the tune just now must have been taught to you.”

The word "build" is just like in modern times, pointing at a person and saying, "Your nose has been augmented, your breasts have been made, your eyes have been cut, and your cheekbones have been shaved. , you've done it all over your body" is also embarrassing.

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