The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1317 Mr. Ai's Mansion
"Ah."

Hydrangea started to play the piano, and the conversation was very fluent, but after listening to Mr. Ai playing the piano, the little girl's piano sound was a little less flavorful.

Tang Nineteen suddenly thought of Mr. Ai and the house where he lived for a few days.

She just moved away at that time, and she didn't go there again. It was really impolite to think about it, at least she had to say goodbye to this Mr. Ai.

After playing the hydrangea, he looked at Tang Shijiu as if asking for a reward, "Miss, how are you doing?"

"That's right, he's better than me. My master is the best in the whole capital. I only learn one piece, and I still play it stumblingly."

Hydrangea was a little envious, but also full of curiosity: "I heard Miss mention your master a few times, who is your master? Is it a court musician?"

"How can a court musician be comparable?" Tang Nineteen felt emotional when he thought of that gentle and elegant face that always had a smile on it, but there was always a hint of sadness in the depths of his eyes.

After going there for more than half a year, news from Northern Qi often spread that Murong Xi had been appointed as the crown prince. However, during this time, he was assassinated countless times, big and small.

Sure enough, different countries have the same danger.

Hydrangea pestered Tang Shijiu: "Miss, can you let me hear your master's piano sound? Is your master as good as Mr. Ai?"

Asking such a question, Tang Nineteen is really not easy to compare. If you compare carefully, you still have a result in your heart.

"It's hard to compare, each has its own merits."

"What is this? There is always a good or bad."

Tang Nineteen didn't want to bear the reputation of disrespecting teachers, so he waved his hands impatiently: "Kids asking questions, go to work, your master didn't give you any homework today?"

Hydrangea smiled and said, "Master, let me compose a simple tune by myself, but I have already composed a lot before, and I will compose music when I am free and bored. I keep all of them. I will just give one to the master tomorrow."

"Heh." Sometimes Tang Nineteen really envied Hydrangea, "You are really energetic, so you can help grandma."

"Grandma wouldn't let me into the kitchen, saying my hands were for playing the piano."

"Okay, okay, let me go out with Miss."

Hydrangea looked outside: "It's snowing."

"It's not very good when it snows. It's fun to be drenched with this little snow."

Hydrangea doesn't quite understand what fun means, but she really wants to go outside because of the itch in her heart. These days, she is only focused on learning the piano, and hasn't gone out for a long time.

"Okay, then I'll get you a cloak, you're warm now."

Little girl, quite sensible.

It was almost evening, and Tang Nineteen didn't know why he came up on a whim and wanted to visit Mr. Ai's house.

When I was a neighbor, if I didn't have Mr. Ai, my life would have been gone long ago. Reciprocity, receiving Mr. Ai's benefits is more than she giving to Mr. Ai. It is really rude to leave like this without making a fuss.

I went out of the mansion with Xiuqiu, took a carriage, and when I arrived at the narrow alley, carriages couldn't get in, so I changed to walk.

The snow had collected a little, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of plain white. There were traces of someone stepping on it, leaving a long string of footprints.

Hydrangea is naughty, doesn't hold an umbrella, and walks in the footsteps of others.

Tang Nineteen followed in, and arrived at Ai Mansion. The door of Ai Mansion was closed tightly, and she stepped forward to pull the door knocker, her hands were covered with a layer of dust. Ash, here, obviously no one has lived for a long time.

(End of this chapter)