Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 207
If it wasn't for the matter of Du Xiangyuting, Du Xiangqing would have come to find Dongfang Yu a long time ago, where Du Xiangxiu would have had the opportunity to make friends with Dongfang Yu and others.

His mind was spinning rapidly, Duan Qing didn't want Du Xiangxiu and Dongfang Yu to practice together, it would be bad for him at that time.

With a twinkle in his eyes, Duan Qing hurriedly walked towards Fan Qingtian, looked at Fan Qingtian with great concern and said, "Your Majesty, it's too cold for you to sit on the stone bench, why don't we Go inside and sit down, anyway, you can hear Duxiang Xiugong playing the piano in the house."

Raising his head and looking at Sain Qing, who was flattering Fan Qingtian, Du Xiangxiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, Bu Hai also felt that it was not good for Fan Qingtian to sit here, and he was going to persuade Fan Qingtian to come into the room and listen to the two of them playing the piano.

But before Buhai could speak, Fan Qingtian calmly said in advance, "No need, I still have a lot of things to do, Dongfang Yu, Du Xiangxiu, let's start comparing the two of you."

This kind of weather is cold to ordinary people, but to a person like Fan Qingtian whose internal strength has reached the level of the holy vein, the cold temperature is not felt at all.

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, Buhai didn't intend to say what he said.

Seeing this, Duan Qing bit her lip, and then went back to her bedroom.

And Du Xiangxiu returned to sit in front of the piano table slightly, and Dongfang Yu immediately sat back on the stool opposite Du Xiangxiu after seeing this.

With a face as warm as the spring breeze, Du Xiangxiu looked at Dongfang Yudao with a slight smile, "Master Dongfang, don't you know which song you want to compete?"

"Han Jiangxue, it's the one we competed with!" Dongfang Yu replied with a serious face.

Slightly nodding, Du Xiangxiu continued with a slight smile, "Then let Mr. Dongfang start."

At this time, Mo Ziyuan, who was sitting on Fan Qingtian's body, looked up at Fan Qingtian's calm and indifferent face, and said with a smile, "Mother, take out the Ziqing music box, let's record their piano sounds, When mother is tired, you can just listen to their music and relax!"

Rubbing Mo Ziyuan's head, Fan Qingtian smiled and took out the Ziqing music box from the receiving space.

The extraordinarily exquisitely crafted music box made people's eyes brighten. Even Zuo Zhujin, who was sitting in Fan Qingtian and looked bored, couldn't help being curious and wanted to see the Ziqing music box clearly, but in the end he endured the thought. .

Fan Qingtian handed the Ziqing music box directly to Mo Ziyuan and said with a smile, "Here, come and record music."

"Well, mother!" Mo Ziyuan nodded obediently, and pressed the switch of the Ziqing music box, preparing for the duel between the two of them to try the piano sound.

Not being polite to Duxiangxiu at all, Dongfang Yuqingxiu's face was serious like never before, and he took off the Zidanruan behind him with his backhand, and put it in front of him.

Seriously, he took a deep look at Du Xiangxiu, and Dongfang Yu's pale fingertips plucked the strings, thinking that no matter what, he would challenge Du Xiangxiu to victory this time!

The crisp sound of the piano sounded when Dongfang Yu plucked the Ruan string.

The melodious sound of the piano reverberates in the air with the clever notes, and the gentle sound is like the ripples of the lake drawn by a slow-moving boat on the water, which makes people feel a sense of leisure and comfort.

Following this comforting atmosphere, another different piano sound struck.

White and slender fingertips are walking on the strings of the long piano, Du Xiangxiu's face is gentle and soft, but the sound of the piano played is a desolation that touches people's hearts.

With the incorporation of this soft sound, the boathouse that was driving slowly on the lake seemed a little lonely.

The white snow fluttered and landed on the shipyard, becoming more and more desolate...

As Du Xiangxiu's light tone blended in, Dongfang Yu's strings echoed, and a figure seemed to appear in the boathouse, holding a jar of wine in his hand, the aroma of the wine wafted on the boathouse, and he took a sip , is to drive away the desolate and mournful mood of winter.

Plucking the strings with your fingertips, the sound of Du Xiangxiu also changed slightly, as if there was another person in the boatyard, drinking with another person, the scene was more warm.

The pianos used by the two are different, and the tones are also different, but the sound of the piano played together is extremely harmonious, and one can't help but fall into the light tone and cannot extricate oneself.

The sound of the piano is different, and it is even more difficult to distinguish the top and bottom. Even Zuo Zhujin, who has always felt that it is better to play a hard game than to try the piano, is also caught in it.

And Bu Hai, who was standing beside Fan Qingtian, couldn't help but nodded, admiring in his heart that Dongfang Yu and Du Xiangxiu were good at playing the piano, and Dongfang Yu had also upgraded in Buhai's eyes, so it would be more useful.

All the people present at the moment were quietly listening to the rhythm of the duel between the two, and were brought into a fantasy by the sound of the plucked strings.

At this time, Duanqing, who entered the dormitory and came out again, walked towards Fan Qingtian with a soft cushion in his hand. By the way, he glanced at Du Xiangxiu who was playing the piano. Duanqing's eyes were a little cold, and then he handed the cushion in his hand to Fan Qing In front of the sky, he said softly, "Your Majesty is in good health, but the stone bench is soft. You should put this cushion under your body."

Raising his head, his eyes fell on Satin Qing's body. Fan Qingtian didn't say anything, but reached out and took the cushion in Satin Qing's hand, and put it on the stone bench, and then quietly continued to listen to Du Xiangxiu and Dongfang Yu's performance. song.

Seeing that Fan Qingtian didn't reject her kindness, Duan Qing felt a little better, and then stood by Fan Qingtian's side.

Staring at Duxiangxiu closely, Duxiangxiu is not in such a good mood to listen to Duxiangxiu playing the piano.

Then his eyes turned to Fan Qingtian again, seeing Fan Qingtian's gaze fell on Du Xiangxiu and Dongfang Yu, Du Xiangxiu snorted coldly in his heart, Dongfang Yu is an enemy, but Du Xiangxiu is Du Xiangxiu's enemy even more.

Dongfang Yu, Duan Qing thought about dealing with him slowly in the future, and now he must completely pull Du Xiangxiu out of Fan Qingtian's heart, absolutely not let Du Xiangxiu be favored by the king.

His eyes froze, his dark red eyes looked at Duxiangxiu, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as long as he destroyed Duxiangxiu's strings, Duxiangxiu would not be able to use that qin to confuse Wang Shang.

Thinking about it, a dark internal force gathered in Du Xiangxiu's hand, and with a flick of his hand, an invisible force rushed towards Du Xiangxiu's zither.

Duxiangxiu is not at all worried that Duxiangxiu will find out, because Duxiangxiu knows that Duxiangxiu has no internal strength and martial arts, so she can't sense that he is using internal strength to try to destroy Duxiangxiu's qin.

But what Duan Qing doesn't know is that Du Xiangxiu has both martial arts and internal strength, and the internal strength is deeper than Du Xiangxiu's.

Du Xiangxiu's eyes fell into Du Xiangxiu's eyes immediately without any interest in the attack that satin lightly launched.

(End of this chapter)