Evil king, give birth to a baby for my concubine

When he saw Mo Yunling, Li Mu's eyes were full of shock, and it took him a long time before he said with emotion: "Mr. Murong is really a master."

Feng Lang couldn't help but look at Mo Yunling a few more times, his face full of admiration.

"What's the answer?" Zhou Chen was a little curious, and took the paper from Feng Lang's hand, and when he saw the paper, he exclaimed, "It's blank!"

He checked again and again, yes, not a single word was written, blank as snow.

Feng Qi looked at Mo Yunling's calm expression, his eyes couldn't help but freeze, but Mo Yunling didn't seem to notice it.

Shuiyue couldn't help laughing, "The topic of the concubine's body is 'Why the Qin', and Mr. Murong handed in the blank paper, just like the silence in the Qin music at this time is better than the sound. Playing the piano is a pleasant thing to cultivate, why do you have to compare it with other things? If there is some adhesion, if there is a distraction, the sound of the piano will be stained with the world, and the so-called sounds of nature will be in vain. If the sky itself is clear, even if it cannot play the sounds of nature, it can still be pleasing to the ear. That's the meaning of the piano."

"So if there is no solution to this question, there is a solution?" Zhou Chen murmured to himself, Li Mu and Feng Lang were also thoughtful, only Feng Qi stared at Mo Yunling, and his doubts gradually expanded.

"Mr. Murong's talent is brilliant, I'm waiting to admire it." Feng Lang saluted Mo Yunling, and Nangong next to him clearly saw it in his eyes. King Lang must have been too humble and polite today.

With a chuckle, Mo Yunling looked at Feng Lang with great interest, "I just handed in a blank paper, when will I be talented? Your Excellency thinks highly of me."

Feng Lang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Mo Yunling to say this, and then he smiled, "Mr. Murong is humble. Although he can't win the top spot today, it is a blessing to know Mr. Murong and Miss Shuiyue, and to hear about the Divine Comedy."

After saying this, the rest of the people came to their senses, looked at Shuiyue, and asked one after another, "May the girl give me another Divine Comedy."

Shuiyue shook her head, "I think it would be better if I could get a song from Mr. Murong as a gift?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes fell on Mo Yunling again. Looking at the smiling face of Shuiyue, she didn't understand what Shuiyue meant.

"I don't know how to play the piano." Mo Yunling apologized.

"If I don't have transcendent piano skills, how can I have such a feeling." Feng Qi said very firmly.

And Feng Lang himself was very curious about him, so he also said: "Mr. Murong, don't shirk." With the proposal of these three people, the other two also agreed.

Mo Yunling had no choice but to sit in front of the piano, moving his fingers slightly, closing his eyes and concentrating. When the piano sounded, everyone listened attentively to the music, as if a picture appeared in front of them.

The moon is bright and the waves are clear, the wind is blowing, the lonely wanderer looks into the distance, sings a few songs of departure, suddenly he starts to run, chasing, it is a memory of the past, but the cage ahead is trapped, there are many checkpoints, even though his body is covered with scars , and never retreated, as if dawn was ahead, freedom.

After Qu Yin gave up, everyone looked at Mo Yunling with expressions of amazement, tears welling up in the corners of their eyes.

"It turns out that listening to music can really be immersive!" Feng Lang exclaimed.The rest of the people also nodded one after another, Feng Qi looked at Mo Yunling who looked calm, with a thoughtful look on his brow.

But Shuiyue suddenly stood up from the mat, she looked at Feng's mother, "Mom, I have already chosen someone who suits my heart, and it is this Mr. Murong."

Mo Yunling was taken aback when he heard the words, she?

Following Shuiyue's gaze, Mother Feng looked at the strange young man in front of her, sized her up for a long time, then pulled Shuiyue aside, anxiously, "Girl, you can see clearly, don't talk nonsense."

"I don't care, I want to marry this young master!" Shuiyue looked at Mo Yunling affectionately, and said seriously, "It's okay to be a concubine."