Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 440 Love
Biting her lip, Murong Xian didn't expect that her dancing posture could not arouse Fan Qingtian's admiration. Instead, Fan Qingtian was not interested in her dancing at all.

There was a sense of frustration in her heart, Murong Xian's eyes secretly fell on Li Mie's body, seeing Li Mie was not moved at all, Murong Xian gritted her silver teeth, and couldn't help being annoyed, these two men, although very Excellent, but what method is she going to use to make them treat her wholeheartedly.

A haze flashed across his eyes, Murong Xian turned around, and seeing all the soldiers staring at him with naked eyes, he couldn't help but said angrily, "These damned men, what right do they have to watch my dance, hum , this time it’s really cheap for you.”

As the sound of the piano fell, Murong Xian's dance was also over, and she bowed to Fan Qingtian again with a weak figure. satisfy."

Murong Xian's voice fell, and the soldiers watching Murong Xian's dance immediately said, "It's beautiful, it's really beautiful, Miss Murong is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen..."

"Yeah, I've never seen someone who can dance so beautifully, as beautiful as a fairy..."

Hearing the praise from those soldiers, Murong Xian smiled vainly in her heart. In order to be the most enviable woman, she played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. That didn't mean she worked hard, but the dance she danced was not Let them, these three big and five rough and lowly men, watch it.

I didn't really watch Murong Xian's performance, but Fan Qingtian's purpose was to make these soldiers happy. Seeing all the soldiers responding so happily and enthusiastically, Fan Qingtian smiled lightly, "It's very good, I'm sorry for you, Go back to your seat and rest for a while."

"It's not hard for Murong Xian to be able to perform such a dance for Wang Shangwu." The mouth was full of softness, Murong Xian finished speaking, and slowly returned to her seat.

Seeing that the celebration banquet was halfway through, Fan Qingtian thought that the memorials that had just been sent from the palace had not been processed yet, and thought that it was time to leave now.

Just when Fan Qingtian was about to leave, at this moment, He Gui also stood up from his seat, with excitement on his face, and respectfully said to Fan Qingtian, "Your Majesty, I heard that Mr. Duxiangxiu's music is superb. , can you let Mr. Du Xiangxiu play a song for us all, so that we can feast our ears.

Although we are rough and don't know anything about elegance, some people say that Du Xiangxiu's piano skills are amazing. If we can hear a song by Du Xiangxiu, it will be our honor. "

Following He Gui's words, the other soldiers booed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, seeing such a happy day, I implore you, Your Majesty, to let us listen to Mr. Du Xiangxiu playing the piano. Show off in front of my wife..."

"Haha, look at you good-for-nothing, Mr. Duxiangxiu has a superb piano skill, and you actually used it to show off to your future wife. You are too tasteless, what a shame..." Another soldier answered after hearing the words road.

The atmosphere present was very lively and harmonious, and everyone who heard these words burst out laughing.

At this moment, Fan Qingtian looked at Du Xiangxiu.

Du Xiangxiu's eyes were also looking at Fan Qingtian at this time.

The four eyes intersected, and an invisible and strange breath continued to permeate.

With a slight smile on his face, Fan Qingtian looked at Du Xiangxiu and said, "Du Xiangxiu, I wonder if you can play a song for everyone."

Don't want to force Du Xiangxiu, Fan Qingtian respects Du Xiangxiu's idea.

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, Du Xiangxiu came back to her senses in a daze, her amorous eyes were full of complexities, Du Xiangxiu stood up from her seat, nodded and said, "Xiangxiu is willing to Play a song for the king."

Yes, he is willing to play a song for Fan Qingtian, and only for Fan Qingtian.

Without thinking about what Du Xiangxiu said, Fan Qingtian smiled and nodded slightly, then looked at Buhai.

After receiving Fan Qingtian's gaze, Bu Hai immediately understood Fan Qingtian's intentions.

After clearing away the things in front of Duxiangxiu's desk, Buhai immediately moved the Changqin in front of Mu Ting's desk to Duxiangxiu's desk.

"Young Master Xiangxiu, you have to play well to make the King happy, happy." Bu Hai patted Du Xiangxiu on the shoulder and said with a smile as he swung his fly whisk on his arm.

Hey, the king is going to kill Duxiang, now only Duxiangxiu can serve the king, Buhai is really helpless, compared to Duxiangxiu, Duxiang is better at serving the king.

Nodding to Bu Hai, Du Xiangxiu took a deep look at Fan Qingtian with his twinkling eyes, bowed to Fan Qingtian, then raised the corner of his robe and sat back on the chair.

The white and slender fingertips gently brushed the strings, adjusting her mood, Du Xiangxiu lowered her eyebrows slightly, with indescribably tender and sad thoughts in her eyes.

The corners of the mouth slightly raised a faint arc, Du Xiangxiu pressed his fingertips on the strings, and plucked the strings.

With Du Xiangxiu's movement of plucking the strings, the gentle and soft tones of the piano were played from the strings.

The melody of the qin is light, and it touches the heart and soul inexplicably. Listening to the melody played by Du Xiangxiu, it seems to be caught in this deep sour and tender thought.

A melancholy melody lingers in the air, Du Xiangxiu's lips parted slightly, like autumn leaves withering, and a very pleasant voice comes out of his mouth, "The feelings in my heart are always indescribable, like rolling waves. .When I am alone, I always think of you.

Unable to get close, lingering, I wanted to tell you what was in my heart, but you disappeared without a trace.

There is so much sadness and sweetness, buried in the bottom of my heart, unable to discard, unable to give up.

Don't be afraid to love thoroughly, even if it's meaningless.Don't be afraid of the pain thoroughly, everything is a memory.

Even if you care about the so-called gap, I will bravely prove that I love you..."

The soft voice of Ling Kong is full of tenderness, and Du Xiangxiu thoroughly sang his love for Fan Qingtian that he didn't know when he planted it.

Du Xiangxiu has never come into contact with the word love. It turns out that love is so sour, but Du Xiangxiu tastes it as sweet as sugar.

Finally, he understood what he wanted. It turned out that he was really in love with Fan Qingtian as Duanqing said.

It was unbelievable, but it really happened on him. Fan Qingtian is a man, and he is destined to have no results with him, but Du Xiangxiu can't help it.

Such feelings made Du Xiangxiu very painful, but Du Xiangxiu didn't want to erase the figure of Fan Qingtian that was unknowingly engraved on his heart.

(End of this chapter)