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Chapter 28 This song should only exist in the sky (Qixi Small Theater)
That was before she was reborn.

One day, she was bored in her palace, picked up the hairpin and tapped a few water glasses, thinking about something.For some reason, I remembered the story I read before crossing, so I ordered people to set up a few long couches in the courtyard, prepared some water glasses, filled them with different volumes of water, and started to study percussion and playing music.

But it happened that Song Qingyu came to find a way to provoke trouble, and she watched him all the time.

Song Qingyu was different from Song Qingyi in that she didn't have any real skills. If she wanted to show off at the palace banquet, she could only do it opportunistically.Thinking about it, I'm afraid I just remembered this method I saw before, so I borrowed it with peace of mind.

When everyone saw them, they set up a few water glasses and a wooden stick. Not knowing what Song Qingyu wanted to do, they inevitably started whispering.

Song Qingyu blushed, bit the bullet and sat down a few times before, then picked up the wooden stick, and began to strike jerky.

The jingling and clear sound, mixed with the bells ringing gently in the wind under the eaves of the hall, brings a sense of coolness to the summer night.Although the repertoire she chose was simple, it was not interesting.

Song Qingyu tapped and tapped, seeing that everyone's discussion was getting quieter, he also relaxed a little, and finally played the prepared piece in its entirety.

She put down the stick, stood up apprehensively and looked at Emperor Yu.

"Anyang has a heart." I don't want Emperor Yu to just say lightly, "Go to the table, come, and remove everything."

Song Qingyu's face collapsed, and a burst of grievance welled up in his heart.

No matter how naive she was, she could see Emperor Yu's obvious dislike for her, so she couldn't help but panic.

At this time, the servants had already entered the hall and carried out the water cups and other things. Song Qingyu had no choice but to return to his seat slowly, but he felt very unwilling.She didn't know why Emperor Yu's attitude towards her suddenly turned cold, but holding that tone in her heart, she naturally had to drag someone into the water.

Thinking about it this way, he turned his head to look at Song Qinghuan, with a somewhat gloomy expression, "Wuyang, you must have prepared some talents for Father, right?"

There was a sneer in Song Qinghuan's eyes.

Sure enough!

Emperor Yu frowned, because of the events of the past few days, he subconsciously wanted to help Song Qinghuan, but the empress cut him off, "Yes, Wuyang must have prepared talents for the emperor to help the fun." As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly Looking at Song Qinghuan in his eyes, he couldn't hide the dislike in his eyes.

Having been robbed of the topic by the queen, Emperor Yu gave her a displeased look, but he couldn't say anything more.

Song Xuan's expression tightened, and he looked at Song Qinghuan worriedly, only to see that Song Qinghuan got up unhurriedly, and gave a blessing to Emperor Yu, "My son and minister are not talented, not as versatile as the second and fourth sisters, but the father's birthday , my son also wanted to make my father smile, so I can only show my ugliness."

Song Qingyu was startled.

Song Qingyi was also secretly surprised, she didn't expect Song Qinghuan to agree so readily, and she couldn't help feeling a little bad.Could it be that she was already prepared?
Just when he was suspicious, he saw Song Qinghuan whispering something to the maid behind him.The maid stepped back, and soon returned with a musical instrument in her arms.

When they saw what was in the maid's arms, everyone's expressions immediately changed.

That musical instrument was actually a snow-white phoenix-headed konghou!
Looking at the material, it looks like it was carved from Xuewu, which grew on the top of the snow mountain.Xuewu has been mature for a hundred years, and the wood has a strange fragrance, which is the best quality wood.

In the candlelight, the exquisite harp glowed silvery in the hall, and the slim white lotus carved on the head of the phoenix was so delicate and exquisite that it looked like a real flower.

Song Qinghuan took the harp from Liuyue's hand, walked slowly into the hall, and sat on the floor in front of the couch prepared by the maid.

The expressions on the faces of all the people were brilliant, and they felt that the development of the matter seemed to be getting more and more exciting, and they all held their breath and stared at her intently.

Emperor Wei Yu's eyes became thicker, and he stared straight at the harp in Song Qinghuan's arms.

Song Qinghuan raised his hand and tried a few sounds.

The sound of the piano was clanging, which shocked people, and they couldn't help pricking up their ears.

Konghou is different from common musical instruments such as qin and zither. It is extremely rare, and those who can play it are even rarer.Among them, the most well-known one is the mother and concubine of Emperor Wuyang, the once favored wife of Qingxuan, Yuli.

There are many people who understand this past event, and they all look sideways.

Song Qinghuan adjusted the tune, held her breath, and slowly raised her plain hand to caress the strings, only to see her flicking her fingers, and the sound of Lingling qin resounded in the hall.

She just temporarily decided to replace Qingluan Yinyi.

For Emperor Yu, Qingluan was too special.Now that he has completely disliked Song Qingyu, he doesn't need to add another fire, lest...too much.What's more, with this harp in your arms, it is bound to arouse the lingering love in Emperor Yu's heart.

She just took advantage of Song Qingyu's playing, and quickly ran through the harp score she had learned before traveling through her mind, and finally settled on a cheerful Qingge ditty, which was considered appropriate for the occasion.

The sound of the piano flows out from between the strings.

At the beginning, it was like gurgling water, light and leisurely, and after a while, the sound of the piano gradually reached a climax, like green fingers plucking the strings quickly. superior.

I saw Song Qing Huanling's lips pursed slightly, her eyes moved, her expression was very focused, she wore a red dress with a refined temperament, it seemed that there was only one red and one white left in the world.

Everyone was fascinated, only the sound of the piano was flowing in the hall.

After a while, the song is over.

There is no sound in the hall, only the sound of the piano clanging, the lingering sound lingers in the ears for a long time, everyone seems to be immersed in it and cannot extricate themselves.

"Papa papa." Finally someone came back to his senses and applauded first.

Song Qinghuan's eyes swept away, it was Su Jingci.

He looked at Song Qinghuan with a look of admiration on his face, and sighed repeatedly, "Diji Wuyang is really skilled. This prince asks himself that he is proficient in instrumental music, but he has never heard such a beautiful piece of music. Really, this piece of music should only exist in the sky, and it is rare in the world." How many times have you heard it?"

Everyone came back to their senses one after another, echoing in multiple voices.

Song Qinghuan stood up holding the harp, and gave Su Jingci a little blessing, "The third prince praised you." His expression was clear and calm, and he was not overly happy.

Glancing over Shen Chuhan's face from the corner of his eye, he saw that his eyes were dark, and his slender fingers were playing with the wine cup in his palm, as if thinking.

Song Qinghuan quickly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Emperor Yu who was looking up.

Emperor Yu described it as being dazed, staring blankly at a place in a daze, and the water in his eyes flickered, which seemed to be excited and joyful, but also seemed to be unbelievable.

Suddenly, he opened his lips and said something.

Because the voice was so low, no one else could hear it, but the empress and Concubine Ning Shu who were beside Emperor Yu could clearly hear what Emperor Yu whispered, and their faces sank.

Emperor Yu called only two words, "A Li."

The queen's hand, which was gathered in the sleeve, trembled, and the long nails dug into the palm, causing a sharp pain.

Yuli!

After so many years, the emperor still misses her so much, how can she not hate it? !She looked at Song Qinghuan in the hall with resentful eyes.

There, the woman was dressed in a palace dress of emerald color, which made her face look like a peach blossom, scorching and enchanting.With a clear figure and a calm demeanor, a pair of black and clear eyes radiated a dazzling light.

There was a panic in the queen's heart for no reason.

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Small Theater of Qixi Festival (not related to the main text):

The palace banquet is over.

The moonlight was alluring, Mu Bai followed the young master and went outside the palace.

"Mubai, just now Ah Wan glanced at me a few times, did you see it?" The usually cold Shen Xiang smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Mu Bai was startled, "Your Highness, who is Ah Wan?"

Shen Chuhan cleared his throat uncomfortably, and looked away, "Wuyang Empress."

"Oh." Mu Bai responded with a long voice, and looked at Shen Chuhan suspiciously, "My lord, how did you know the baby name of Empress Wuyang?"

"I...ahem...I have my own way."

Mu Bai became more and more suspicious, staring at the suspicious blush on the young master's cheek.This... the spring day has passed, why is it still... how come the young master is still in the spring?

Probably also aware that his expression was a little fluctuating, Shen Xiang's expression retracted, "You haven't answered what I just said."

Mu Bai scratched his head, and said honestly, "I didn't pay attention, but I think His Highness has been talking to the Fifth Prince."

When Shen Xiang, whose eyes were shining, heard this, his face darkened, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "What did you say?"

Mu Bai was taken aback for a moment, and finally realized that he had said the wrong thing belatedly, and grinned awkwardly, "The subordinate said that when His Highness was talking to the fifth prince, he still didn't forget to look at you."

Shen Xiang glanced at him, and his voice became more serious, "Find me someone to beat Song Xuan up, it's best to keep him out of bed for half a month."

Mu Bai, "..."

Such a simple and rude technique is really not like a young master's style.

"Forget it, if Ah Wan finds out, she will definitely blame me." Xiang Shen said to himself and changed his mind, "I heard that Song Xuan is in charge of the refugees in Beijing recently, you can find more refugees for me, Let him have no time to clone himself, and don't pester my Awan all day long!"

My Awan...

Mu Bai stared at the young master in front of him dumbfounded, and swallowed unconsciously.

He has never seen such a "unreasonable troublemaker" son, and he will definitely show it off in front of Xuan Ying tomorrow.

"What's wrong with you?! Did you hear that?" Unable to hear Mu Bai's response, Master Shen Xiang, who was already unhappy, became even more unhappy.

"Yes!" Mu Bai's expression froze, and he secretly sympathized with the innocent fifth prince in his heart.But who made the Fifth Prince... have a good relationship with Di Ji?It seemed that in the future, he would have to stay far away from Di Ji.

He shook his head and followed the son's pace.

　La la la, I wish the girls a happy Tanabata!A man with a man will live well, and a man without a man will soon find a man!

　　Everyone asked Yaoyao to spread dog food in the comment area, but the plot has not progressed to the stage of sugar distribution, let’s write a small theater to satisfy everyone’s greed, the different Lord Shen, the wife-protecting madman Xiao Hanhan, hehehe!

　　The plot has nothing to do with the text, it is purely for entertainment.

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