Marry a queen

Night, even darker.The wind blows, the willow branches in the courtyard swing lightly, and the bamboo rustles.

The slender shadows are silent and indistinct in the moonlight steps.It seems to be looking up at the crescent moon in the sky obliquely, and there are only a few stars.

The blue silk is like a waterfall shawl, and the eyebrows are like willows, dyed in the coolness, and also lost the soul.

The lost soul murmured softly and ethereally, "I don't know that the soul is broken, but there are dreams to accompany it. Except for the moon in the sky, no one knows..."

All of a sudden, a wisp of zither sound rose faintly, sadly, mournfully and movingly, yet there was an ethereal air lingering around it.Gradually, the sound of the piano is light and exciting, not like a mountain or flowing water, but it has a modern atmosphere of youth. [

Strange piano sound, strange piano...

Inexplicably, Su'er had a feeling of deja vu.

Yeah, like pop music?It's like a familiar piece of music, but she can't remember the name anymore.Is the person who plays the piano also from modern times?The same time-traveling person?

There is actually someone playing a piano like this here?

She stood up in shock, looking for the source of the piano sound.

After leaving the store, the sound of the piano came from the chess hall.

At the gate of the chess hall, there are a string of big lanterns hanging on the left and right, which last all night long.I don't know if it's Murong Jing's conceit, or some other reason, since the opening of the chess hall, these two doors have never been closed, day and night.However, even so, no youngster would dare to patronize at night.

Unknowingly, she stood in front of the door, her beautiful face reflected by the light, her shadow was slender.

The sound of the piano doesn't seem to be played by Murong Jing.

Because of Murong Jing's piano, she has heard it.

The style is different.

Or, is it the Master Qin's?It's just that the music really made her a little curious.

After hesitating for a while, she stepped into this place for the first time.

Really, tonight is the first time.

Even though she has been a neighbor for three years and faced each other at the door for three years, she has never stepped into his place.She will think of this place every day.Because there is a person here, when thinking of this person, one will naturally think of the chess hall.It's just a small chess hall he opened. At the beginning, it was only for some idlers and refined scholars to play chess for entertainment, but later it gradually turned into a chess hall for romantic literati.

There are people showing off everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.