Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 402 A Strong Smell of Vinegar
The master's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and there was a strong sour smell in the room, but this little aunt didn't notice anything wrong at all, and kept mumbling endlessly.

Su Yi and Fengyue were afraid of being caught on fire, so they hurriedly cleaned up the dishes and ran away as if to escape.

Xuanyuanchen's face was gloomy, he turned his head and opened the door, and entered the study beside him.

Where did I provoke him?
Mo Xiaowan was confused, it was very strange that Uncle Xuanyuan's face changed every time he said it, and followed him into the study like a little follower.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, what's the matter?"

Xuanyuanchen didn't speak, walked to the Guqin in the corner of the study, spread out the score, and danced his fingers on the strings.

Mo Xiaowan's eyes are straight!

He can play the piano?

And it sounds so good.

Listening to Master Xie Wudi's piano sound before, Mo Xiaowan felt calm and calm, and thought that no one in the world could compare with Master's piano skills.

But when the trembling sound of the piano echoed in the study, the sound seemed to hit people's souls at once, and a world of ice and snow appeared inexplicably in my mind.

The sound of the piano brings people into a kind of artistic conception, and they are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves.

After Xuanyuanchen finished the ending, Mo Xiaowan was still in a daze. For the first time, she knew that the description of lingering sounds was true. It wasn't until the sound of the piano completely disappeared and the study was silent that she recovered from the shock.

The eyes looking at Xuanyuanchen are full of admiration.

Her obsessive eyes finally made Xuanyuanchen's gloomy mood dissipate with the sound of the piano.

His voice was clear: "What do you mean?"

"what!"

Mo Xiaowan was confused: "What do I mean?"

"Do you want to participate in the selection of the crown princess? With your status as the lady of the Eighth Prince's House and the Xuehuawu piano score given by Mo Qianxie, I can finally get my wish."

Xuanyuanchen's expression was cold: "Just now, this king is not very skilled in playing, but it is from this score."

"It sounds so good if you are not proficient, but if you are proficient in playing it, it will be fine."

Mo Xiaowan was shocked.

But meeting Xuanyuanchen's gloomy eyes, he hurriedly coughed softly: "Don't be a princess, I'm sick! There are so many aunts and concubines competing for favor in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, it's already annoying enough, marrying into the palace, wouldn't that be worse? There are so many women vying for a man, looking for abuse, I won’t do it even if I’m beaten to death.”

In her vowed declaration, Xuanyuanchen's heart, which was tightly gripped, finally relaxed.

He originally guessed that the little thing's life experience had something to do with the person behind Mo Qianxie.

In order to keep her by his side, he tried his best to win Mo Qianxie, and he was also willing to let Mo Xiaowan get close to him, so as to follow the clues and find the person Feng Zimo had missed for so many years.

Xuehuawu doesn't need to be attached to any power, why did Mo Qianxie let Mo Xiaowan participate in the selection of the princess?
Ever since Mo Qianxie appeared, he had always thought that he was sent by that person to Xiao Wan's side.

But now Mo Qianxie gave Xiaowan the piano score to select the crown princess. This matter is not as simple as he thought, maybe that person doesn't know the existence of Xiaowan at all.

And could Mo Qianxie's appearance have ulterior motives?

He stood up, walked to her side gently, rubbed her soft hair, and stuffed the music score back into her hand.

Mo Xiaowan blinked: "Then give it back to Mo Qianxie?"

"No!"

Xuanyuanchen seemed to have thought of something exciting.

This score can also test Mo Qianxie's intentions, and it cannot be returned to him so easily.

He smiled wickedly: "Whoever Xiaowan wants to be the princess, whoever is secretly given the piano score."

(End of this chapter)