Chapter 299
"It seems that you don't want to get hurt?" Xiao Rongyuan saw through her at a glance, and his voice was icy cold.

She felt very hot just now, but now hearing his tone of voice, Ning Se felt inexplicably cold, rubbed her arms, and said stubbornly, "Who doesn't want to get hurt? I just can't sleep."

Xiao Rongyuan glanced at her, then suddenly pulled her arm, and moved her to the soft couch by the window.

"Zhao Zhong—" he raised his voice slightly.

It wasn't Zhao Zhong who came in, it was Yan Xia.

"Master, do you have any orders?" Yan Xia asked respectfully.

Xiao Rongyuan frowned, and was about to ask where Zhao Zhong had gone, but suddenly thought that Zhao Zhong had been fined twenty boards by him, so he didn't ask again, only said: "Call a maid to come in and fan Concubine Se."

Yan Xia glanced at Ning Se who was on the soft couch, and bowed her head in response, "Yes."

After Yan Xia withdrew, Xiao Rongyuan carried the brocade quilt on the bed, put it on the soft couch, and let Ning Se lie on it.

Ning Se lay on the soft brocade quilt, and couldn't help being curious, "What do you want?"

Xiao Rongyuan didn't answer her, but took out a piano from the cabinet and put it on the low table, and then he sat down behind the low table.

Seeing his posture, Ning Se suddenly understood, guessing that he wanted to play the piano.

She was a little surprised, she didn't expect that he could play the piano, but after thinking about it, it's not unusual for a person like him to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Looking at Xiao Rongyuan sitting behind the piano table, she smiled and said, "Xiao Rongyuan, what piece do you want to play?"

"What do you want to hear?" Xiao Rongyuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, his slender fingers slid across the strings, making a pleasant sound.

Ning Se was surprised: "Can I still order songs?"

"Order a song?" Xiao Rongyuan paused slightly, and looked at her with doubts in his black eyes.

"Whatever I want to hear, can you play it for me?" Ning Se asked.

"Tell me." Xiao Rongyuan glanced at her, then lowered his head to adjust the strings.

Ning Se thought of those modern pop songs, and immediately rejected them, shaking his head, "I don't understand your songs, you play what you are best at."

Xiao Rongyuan didn't speak any more, his slender fingers flicked lightly on the strings, and a smooth and beautiful tune flowed out from his fingers.

Ning Se lay on the soft couch, watching him quietly.

Beside her, the maid slowly fanned her. There was still some enthusiasm just now, but now it has dissipated a lot.

After the piano case, the young man was dressed in white single clothes, with picturesque eyebrows, waterfall-like long hair draped over his shoulders, concentrating on playing the strings, his brows were less alienated and cold, and more gentle...

Ning Se lay on the soft couch, and for a while, she lost herself in listening.

Xiao Rongyuan raised his eyes by chance, and saw that the girl was staring at him for a moment, her flowery lips were slightly raised.

Xiao Rongyuan's eyes were slightly deep.

In the sleeping hall, the sound of the piano is melodious and the melody is soft, making people sleepy.

Not long after, the girl's butterfly-like eyelashes gradually closed, covering her apricot eyes that were like lotus leaves.

It wasn't until the girl fell asleep that Xiao Rongyuan finished the last tone, waved his hand, and ordered the maid to back down.

After the maid retreated, Xiao Rongyuan sat behind the piano case and quietly looked at the girl who was sleeping deeply on the soft couch.

With no one to fan, Ningser, who was asleep, felt the heat, and frowned uncomfortably.

Xiao Rongyuan got up and walked over, picked up the round fan that the maidservant put aside, and gently fanned Ning Se.

The just-right breeze blows gently on Ning Se.

Ning Se felt comfortable, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

(End of this chapter)

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