The Runaway Princess: The Story of the Moon

Chapter 5

Alas~~~~ Oh my god, if I knew I would time travel, of course I should have taken ancient Chinese literature as an elective, no, I should have chosen the Chinese department directly.

"Get up and talk." I picked up the teacup and took a sip. It smells so good. This tea called What Feng is really good. After all, it is a palace, and the standard of living is really high. "But you have to tell me first, who It's Fu, who is Han?" Xing Yan is probably an esthete, otherwise how could even the maid look like a movie star, but she is still a child star.

The girl in the water-blue silk dress replied: "Reporting to the princess, my maidservant Fuqu, that is the maidservant's younger sister, Hanyu. The prince sent two servants and maidservants to take care of the princess' daily life."

"How old are you?"

"Both servants and servants are 15 years old."

"Since you want to work by my side in the future, you don't want to be slaves one at a time. I can't get used to it."

"Yes, Concubine." The two cooperated surprisingly. I thought it would take a lot of talking, but I didn't know how many times I reminded Mo'er before she slowly changed her words.

Fuqu and Hanlu are really two lovely girls. I hit it off with them, and we got to know each other after a few days.Since they and Mo'er are the only people I can get in touch with now, in order not to cause communication barriers between us, I tried my best to instill them with the things of the 21st century, regardless of whether they understand or not.Tell them about "Prison Break", "House", about the draft, about equality between men and women, about the financial crisis, about yoga, Pilates... They were stunned for a while, and almost didn't think I was an alien.I'm still thinking about playing mahjong and poker. Without a computer or a TV, my life is really empty.

"Miss, why don't you play the piano? You used to play every day, but now Mo'er hasn't heard you play for a long time."

"Ahem..." I almost spit out the water I just drank.Playing the piano, I can, not boasting, I still have a talent for music.At the very least, I still have a level 7 piano. If it weren’t for my hand injury, my piano skills have stopped, maybe I would still be able to enjoy the piano.But the problem is that what I know is the piano, not this Yaoqin.If you can help me get a piano, it's okay for me to play it to you every day, "Mo'er, I don't seem to know how to play the piano anymore."

"How come! Miss, how can you not know how to play the piano!" Mo'er was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot when I said that I couldn't play the piano anymore.

"What's wrong with you? What's the rush? Is it so important whether I can play the piano?"

"Miss, today is the [-]th day of March," the one who answered was Han. In addition to forbidding them to be called slaves, I also forbid them to call me princess, which sounds really awkward.

"so what?"

"It's Concubine Xian's birthday, you and the prince are going to the palace to celebrate your birthday, and you have to play a song at the birthday banquet."

"What?!" I don't know, why no one has ever told me, "You said I was going to play the piano at the birthday banquet?"

"Yes, miss. When you got married, the emperor bestowed the "Phoenix Emperor", and I want you to play on the day of the concubine Xian's birthday."

Ahhhh, how could I have forgotten, Xi Yeyue's qin crown is green, and she plays a good qin. "Fenghuang", isn't this the famous Qin of Zhao Feiyan? Why did it come here?But, I really don't know how to play, it's over, I won't be guilty of deceiving the emperor. "What about the 'Fenghuang'?"

"I'll get it for you." Mo'er put the piano in front of me after a while.

Looking at the lyre in front of me, which I have only read in books, I really don't know where to start.Alas, just because of this appearance, there is already a difference of N grades between "Fenghuang" and the piano.Not to mention that Xi Yeyue is a famous guqin player, I think it will be a miracle unless there is a miracle.The expectant expressions of the three little girls on the side made me miserable even more.Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, try it first and then talk.Recalling the postures I had seen on TV and books before, my fingers gently plucked the strings, and then—a miracle really happened.When my fingers touched the strings, it seemed to have life, and it started to move by itself, and the horns and feathers of Gong Shangjiao sounded one by one.The wonderful music flows from my fingers. At that moment, this body seems to become the real Xi Yeyue again, but I can clearly feel every melody and every step, as if I knew how to play it.This is incredible!
At the end of the song, the sound of the piano stops abruptly, but I am still me.

(End of this chapter)