Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 16 He deliberately made things difficult for her (2)
She stood up straight and wanted to back up, but she didn't want to be pulled back by Xiao Qingyu just after taking a step, her dark eyes were full of puzzlement: "What are you doing?"

Obviously he was holding her wrist tightly, yet he actually asked her what to do.

"Xiao Shizi, can you take your hand away from my wrist?" Mu Yutang bit hard on your hand and my wrist.

Xiao Qingyu's palm was like jade, and the white wrist in his hand was as white as lotus root, reflecting his perfect and slender fingers, a mysterious smile appeared on his handsome face.

"There are some musical instruments over there. As long as you can play one of them, I will let you go." Mu Yutang raised her eyebrows when she heard the elegant voice. Musical instruments are beautiful in sound. Even people who don't understand music theory can play musical instruments How could Xiao Qingyu ask her such a simple question?

Following Xiao Qingyu's gaze, she saw a row of musical instruments on the green grass next to the Xuechen Tower, including qin, zither, flute, flute and so on. Under the golden sunlight, the musical instruments were as white as snow, Exquisite and exquisite, the beauty is breathtaking.

Mu Yutang's cold eyes turned into deep pools: "Xiao Shizi, these exquisite musical instruments are not musical instruments, but models made of plaster, how can they play sound?"

She just broke into the small building, she didn't hurt anyone, and she didn't steal anything important. He asked her to play music with a plaster statue, which was extra merciful, obviously out of good intentions, to embarrass her on purpose.

A slight smile appeared on Xiao Qingyu's handsome face: "Miss Mu dares to break into a small building where others shy away, and I believe she can play music in a different way..."

What he meant was that if she couldn't play the instrument, she wouldn't even think about leaving.

Mu Yutang glanced at him, walked forward, and leisurely examined the musical instruments. The plaster statues made of strings and other sound-producing parts were dead and could not be played. Kong, how can such an instrument make a sound?
what is that?
There is a solid white flute placed on a small stand. It is short and small, only seven or eight centimeters. The workmanship is extremely exquisite. There should be a lot of flute holes. I don’t know what is plated on the outside. It is very smooth and cool to the touch. The material is fine and dense, not as crumbly and brittle as plaster.

The corner of Mu Yutang's mouth curled up into a shallow smile, and she took off the hairpin on her bun, and pierced the sharp point into the flute hole, again and again, white dust splashed, and the solid hole soon became hollow. .

After piercing all the flute holes, she turned the piccolo upright, and the tip of the hair pin traced one circle after another on the solid piccolo. The plaster in the middle was separated from the edge, and the solid piccolo became a hollow piccolo.

Mu Yutang held the piccolo in her hand, blew off the white dust inside and out, put it to her lips, and played it lightly, the sound of the flute resounded on the silent grass.

She knows a little about musical instruments, and she uses a plaster piccolo, which doesn't form a tune and doesn't have any rules, just changing the pitch to make it sound, but it is this original musical sound that surpasses the previous beautiful melody, making it so beautiful. People feel like riding a fast horse galloping in the vast world, indescribably free and comfortable.

"Xiao Shizi, I played the music, you should let go as promised." After the song, Mu Yutang put down the piccolo and looked at Xiao Qingyu with a smile, only to see that he was also looking at her with an obsidian-like expression. The pupils of the eyes are like the sea, vast and bottomless: "It turns out...it's you..."

His whisper was so soft that Mu Yutang couldn't hear clearly: "Xiao Shizi, what are you talking about?"

"How did you come up with this method?" Xiao Qingyu's voice was clear and pleasant.

"Because this flute is relatively short." Objects made of plaster are fragile when moved. This piccolo has many flute holes. After piercing the flute holes, the solid plaster will be beaten into small pieces, and then crushed one by one. Become a hollow piccolo.

"Xiao Shizi, please keep your promise and let go!" Mu Yutang stretched out her hand to brush Xiao Qingyu away, her arm felt a pain, she frowned, he couldn't pinch the whole arm, but he wanted to pinch the place where she was injured last night, Now it's painful and swollen.

Didn't An Mofeng say that he has a cleanliness?She hasn't bathed ten times, how could he grab her for so long?

Xiao Qingyu looked at his empty hands, his heart was suddenly empty, and he said in a flat voice: "Which classroom do you want to enter?"

"What classroom?" Mu Yutang didn't realize it for a while.

"Didn't you come to Mengyao Academy to study? Of course you have to go to the classroom." Xiao Qingyu looked at her with a clear voice.

Xiao Qingyu knew that she was the one who broke into the small building, shouldn't she be locked up for interrogation, or use all punishments to force her to question her purpose?How could she be assured of letting her study in the academy?

Was it because she blew the plaster piccolo?When the sound of the flute stopped, she saw a trace of surprise in Xiao Qingyu's eyes, although it was only for a moment, she still saw it.

She came to Mengyao Academy to secretly investigate Yimeng for a thousand years. No matter why Xiao Qingyu asked her to stay, it was to provide her with convenience, and of course she would agree.

"I just came to the academy, and I don't know much about each subject or room. Xiao Shizi thinks which subject is suitable for me, so he can arrange for me to enter that class." Mu Yutang's goal is to get a dream for a thousand years, and return to the modern age, She doesn't care at all which classroom she goes to read antique books.

"Yeah!" Xiao Qingyu nodded, and the white boots embroidered with silver patterns stepped on the smooth bluestone road. A breeze blew by, and the petals of peach blossoms fell one after another. Extraordinary.

Mu Yutang pursed her lips, admiring in her heart, she is truly noble and unique, peerless, and Master Xuechen of Qinglong Kingdom really lives up to her reputation.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Qingyu stopped in front of one of the classrooms.

The door of the classroom was open, and the teacher who was lecturing saw Xiao Qingyu in white clothes at a glance, and a look of surprise flashed in his wise eyes: "Xiao Shizi!"

Xiao Shizi is here?
Mu Yunjia, who was listening attentively to the lecture, was taken aback, and hurriedly looked outside the door, and saw the man in the snow suit, as handsome as Gao Tian Guyue.

It's really Xiao Shizi. Unconcealable excitement welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she quickly and calmly analyzed: The prince has lived in the Xuechen Building for a long time, and he doesn't come out behind closed doors. For him to come here in person, there must be something urgent and important.

"Xiao Shizi has something to do, but please tell me!" Master Li also thought of what Mu Yunjia thought of, and Master Li cleverly asked questions that were inconvenient for her to ask.

Xiao Qingyu stood still at the door and did not enter the classroom: "I will send a student to the classroom, Master, don't worry!"

What?Send students to the classroom?Mu Yunjia was surprised for a long time before she came to her senses: Which student is so good that he can let Xiao Shizi personally deliver it?You know, none of the princes of Qinglong Kingdom have this honor.

Hearing what Xiao Qingyu said, Master Li was also taken aback, and quickly regained his composure. He smiled and said, "I don't know the name of that student, where is he now?"

(End of this chapter)