The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

[You are Lin Nuanxi?I heard Mier talk about you. ] Wen Qiang's smile is exactly the same as Murong Qiangwei's.

Beitang Yaori's calm words and thrilling scene just now echoed in his head, Lin Nuanxi's mood was still unable to get out of the huge oppressive pain at this moment.

[Miss Wen, please drink tea. ] But she still understands the basics of hospitality.

[Warm Creek. ]

Lin Nuanxi was slightly startled, the way of calling her name was very familiar to her.

[Don't mind if I call you that. ]

[ Won't. ]

[Hehe, very beautiful voice, you must be a very gentle and sunny girl. ] Wen Qiang knew this woman too well, even though she couldn't see anything now, she could still feel Lin Nuanxi's astonishment.

[Miss Wen, do you mind if I ask about your eyes? ] Like, no matter how he speaks, how he speaks, or the tone of his voice, he is too much like Murong Qiangwei.

Lin Nuanxi had to be suspicious, but she knew very well that Murong Qiangwei had returned her heart.However, the woman in front of me who looks exactly like Murong Qiangwei is too much like Murong Qiangwei!

There was always a faint smile on Wen Qiang's face, as delicate as a blooming beautiful rose.

[These eyes were destroyed by me. ]

Well done, self-destructing eyes! ?Lin Nuanxi really couldn't understand her self-mutilation behavior.

[It is said that music is the key to spiritual communication, do you mind if I play a song for you? ]

Lin Nuanxi was taken aback, then nodded.Carefully supporting Wen Qiang to the black grand piano placed in the corner of the living room, Lin Nuanxi helped her to sit down.

Wen Qiang opened the cover of the piano, and touched the gorgeous keys with her slender fingers.

Smart notes poured out from her magical fingers like flowing water, surrounding the entire living room.

It's a beautiful piece, but it's so beautiful that Lin Nuanxi's expression froze. The name of this piano piece is——

——Murong Qiangwei: Joe Hisaishi?Nuanxi, is this CD yours?

——Lin Nuanxi: Yes.

——Murong Qiangwei: Hehe, it turns out that you like Joe Hisaishi's piano music.

——Lin Nuanxi: I often listen to it when I am painting. Joe Hisaishi's music makes people feel at ease and very calm.

——Murong Qiangwei: Do you want to learn the piano, I will teach you, Nuanxi, which piano piece by Joe Hisaishi do you like best?

——Lin Nuanxi: City in the Sky.

The one that made people cry was not removed, the beautiful melody that moved the heartstrings, only Murong Qiangwei's hands could play this kind of flavor.

The familiar soft music surrounded her ears made Lin Nuanxi stand there in shock, unable to take her eyes off her body for a long time.

Under the sun, roses intoxicated by the beautiful rhythm of the piano.

Impossible, Qiangwei is dead, and she has given her heart.But is the girl in front of me a fantasy or a reality?It is impossible for her to have such an appearance similar to Murong Qiangwei, impossible!

The moving melody that penetrates the hearts of the people blows into the guest rooms on the second floor with the breeze.

Jiang Mi'er listened to the melodious piano sound, her pink lips curved slightly.

[Yao Ri, the moment he saw Qiangwei at Jiang's house, he must have been surprised. ] Jiang Mi'er walked up to Beitang Yaori and looked at him squarely: [She is not dead, in order to ask for your forgiveness, she destroyed her eyes.You have been looking for her all these years, now that she appears in front of you, why are you so unmoved? ]

The answer is in Jiang Mi'er's mind, and she already knows it.

Beitang Yaori sneered, Jiang Mier really deserved to be a good fiancée who loved him madly: [Do you think I will want a woman who betrays me? ]