The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 113
Princess Tsinghua saw Qin Muge's joke, but she cared more about her guqin in her heart.

That is Brother Jing's most cherished Qin, even if he asks for it, he won't get it, and now it is really ruined.

Thinking of this, Princess Tsinghua widened her eyes, got up and walked towards Qin Muge, "Hmph, what kind of shit is the concubine daughter of the prime minister's mansion, she really is a dou who can't be helped. Since you don't know anything, don't be here It's a disgrace here, and this fine Guqin was wasted for nothing!"

The flower peacock standing in front of the crowd showed exaggerated surprise on its face.

The anger that should have appeared on Qin Muge's face did not appear, but instead he saw raised eyebrows.

Those clear and bright eyes were full of confidence, and even the full lips were slightly raised, clearly showing a hint of sarcasm.

Hua Wuyang's thick black eyelashes flickered, and her eyes moved. This woman did it on purpose!
A look of anticipation rose in his chest, and he was even a little ready to move: I want to see what this woman will do in the future!

Just when Princess Tsinghua was about to stand up and approach her, she saw a bright red lazily flashing in front of her.

She was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw that Rong Jing had already walked in front of her.

"...Brother Jing?"

Although she was afraid because of Rong Jing's attack on her last time, on this occasion, Princess Tsinghua still bowed her head respectfully and called him brother.

Princess Tsinghua said in bewilderment, "This woman is not worthy of using your violin, and it would be a waste to give it to her!"

Rong Jing's eyes that had been on Qin Muge's body finally turned back.

There were bursts of coldness in the originally gentle and deep eyes, and anger unexpectedly appeared on that handsome face.

Princess Tsinghua had never seen Rongjing like this before, she looked like Shura from hell.

The instant chill that emanated from her body made her heart tremble, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

I did not say anything wrong!

"The piano is a gift from me, and she can do whatever she wants."

Rong Jing's beautiful face was pale, with coquettish eyes and blood-red tear moles all the more eye-catching on his face.

However, this time, he was less energetic and more morbidly soft.

And he had just stabilized his body on this side, and Su Mu on the other side stepped forward with a worried expression on his face, and carefully helped him onto the soft chair.

This scene not only caused Qin Muge to frown slightly, but also made Ru Ji's hands tremble slightly.

She will not be unclear about how heavy the sprite's shot is.

But brother Jing even ignored his injuries in order to protect Qin Muge.

The fire of jealousy that had been forcibly suppressed burst forth at this moment, almost swallowing her sanity.

If Qu's mother hadn't been supporting her all the time, Ruji might have rushed forward.

But when Rongjing said this, everyone couldn't help being stunned.

Qin Nuanxin's sneer was still on the corner of her mouth, but jealous anger was already in her eyes.

King Weiyang, who has always been unable to coerce individuals into his eyes, actually escorted a woman with a tone-deaf?

What is this Qin Muge based on?
At this time, the ear-piercing crackling sound hovering over the main hall of Weiyang Palace stopped in summer.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then turned their heads and set their gazes on Qin Muge in the center of the hall again.

I saw half of Qin Muge's small face, a pair of moon-like sly eyes half-narrowed, those clear and complicated eyes were quietly looking at Rongjing.

When the four eyes met, the deep peach blossom eyes unexpectedly turned violent.

There seems to be a magical power in the deep eyes, which can attract all the hearts of people.

The corner of Qin Muge's mouth curled up into a faint smile, and his plain hand was gently raised, and then slowly lowered.

The movements are elegant and smooth, and the delicate hands seem to be boneless.

Wherever the fingertips go, it seems to carry magic power.

The strings of the Guqin trembled slightly, and unexpectedly played an extremely melodious tune.

The slender fingers fiddled freely on the thirteen strings, expressing the faint resentment in detail.

Qin Muge's ten fingers fluttered and flicked lightly, his passionate eyes rippled slowly like autumn water.

The zither pillars are arranged obliquely, like a line of autumn geese flying back obliquely, which is even more melancholy.

When she was heartbroken, her eyebrows drawn with dark blue were slightly frowned like green hills, her pitiful appearance made people's hearts move.

When Rong Yao heard this song, his body trembled even more.

In this lifetime of wealth and splendor, silk and bamboo orchestras could not stand the slightest scrutiny in front of him, but the music played by this woman was unheard of.

It is also wishful thinking to let his white jade and ivory Xiao pinned on his lower back want to come out and play a ensemble.

When the song reached the point of excitement, Qin Muge finally raised his head.

The bright sunshine shone on her ordinary face, and it blurred hazily, as if she didn't belong to the world at all.

The movements of the hands are still flowing like clouds and flowing water, and what is recalled in my ears is the wonderful music that lingers for three days.

Qin Muge's eyes shot out bursts of coldness, and the shocking gaze was fixed on Concubine Feng and Princess Qinghua.

The red lips parted slightly, and chanted in a low voice.

Even the larks in the valley were too ashamed to lift their heads when they heard that beautiful and ethereal voice.

"O woman, the gorgeous gold ornaments and the sparkling pearls have won you the vain imagination of a queen.

Little do you know that all around you are the poison of snobbery, the fragrance of arrogance, the fragrance that seduces and kills;

Woman, when you bow your head to pay homage to wealth, cheer to fame and fortune, and raise your arms to power.

Please don't ask the thrush that once sang, she no longer knows where to fly.

For her voice was dry and hoarse,

Perish for true, honorable, and clean souls! "

Qin Muge's cold gaze fixed on Concubine Feng, which actually shocked Concubine Feng, who was the noble concubine of a country, as if her heart had been penetrated by that gaze.

After the song fell, Qin Mu's singer's strength suddenly increased with the final "death".

The thirteen strings seemed to agree with her intentionally, and they broke when she dropped the note...

Today, she seems to be shrouded in brilliance, so dazzling that no one can ignore it.

Qin Muge is like an otherworldly fairy, everyone can only look up to her, admiration is extravagant hope, how dare they have the slightest bit of contempt.

Those princes and grandchildren were even more fascinated by this song. What they admired was not only her superb piano skills and beautiful singing voice, but also her noble sentiment of not being afraid of the powerful and being alone.

After staying in this bustling Kyoto for a long time, who can maintain such a pure and unique?

But she, Qin Muge did it!

Concubine Feng and Princess Tsinghua are not illiterate people, isn't the speech Qin Muge sang just now mocking them?
After living so long, Concubine Feng finally understood what it means to "steal a chicken without losing money"!
Flushed by Qin Muge's anger, she could no longer stay here, and immediately walked away angrily.

Princess Tsinghua saw that her own mother had eaten a turtle, so she had to follow out in panic.

Qin Muge stood quietly in front of Duanqin, looking at Rongjing who was slowly approaching him with indifferent eyes, and the probing meaning in those eyes seemed to be stronger.

"My lord, forgive Muge for taking the liberty of breaking my zither."

Qin Muge bowed his head submissively, making everyone see that they couldn't bear the slightest bit of blame.

There was warmth on Rongjing's cold face, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the next second, with a wave of his palm, an internal force seemed to slap on the guqin.

There was only a "boom", and the whole guqin was instantly wiped out.

Everyone was stunned. Such a precious Qin, Rong Jing was so ruined?
What is going on in the head of this perverse King Weiyang?

Qin Muge frowned slightly, glanced at the broken Guqin, was about to look up, but saw Rongjing leaning against his ear, and said in a low voice, "If you don't like it, this hall will be destroyed for you."

Qin Muge looked at the wrecked guqin, her eyes flickered slightly, and the flickering sunlight cast a layer of golden light on her face.

The peaceful face was reflected in Rong Jing's eyes, as if a bright spring light had quietly shone into the heart that had been dusty for many years.

Inexplicably, it dispelled the hazy haze in my heart, and slowly scattered in every corner.

It seemed that as long as he saw this face, the suffocating pain in his chest would disappear...

I don't know when the cold heart has begun to melt slowly. The frowns and smiles of the people in front of me, like a spark of fire, spread like a prairie fire.

Just now, maybe when I saw her capriciously playing the guqin, maybe when I heard her beautiful singing voice, maybe when she secretly used strength to break the strings of the guqin...

A certain place in the bottom of his heart was rippling again and again, this inexplicable and jerky feeling made him a little overwhelmed, but he was happy.

He, looking at Qin Muge's indifferent but neither humble nor overbearing appearance, made a secret decision in his heart...

"In this case, then Mu Ge has something to ask for."

Qin Muge met those deep eyes, and slightly pursed the corners of his mouth.

Since Rongjing gave him this opportunity, he should make good use of it.

Rong Jing's eyes lit up, and he unexpectedly smiled.

The thin lips were slightly raised, and the deep eyes instantly became extremely clear, and the whole handsome face became dazzling because of this smile.

This smile also made all the men present feel ashamed, and made all the women stunned for a while.

Needless to say, Rong Jing's figure and appearance, but the ordinary-looking Qin Muge was set off by the brocade skirt, and she looked like a fairy.

A handsome and elegant, peerless handsome;

A lonely and arrogant in the world, generous and beautiful;

The two stood facing each other, their beauty and temperament complementing each other.

The passionate bang and the light purple set off, like a peerless and independent couple of gods and immortals, who will leave at any time.

This kind of beautiful scenery, I am afraid that the people present will rarely see it again in this life.

"Oh? The little future princess has a request, so the palace will naturally devote herself to her death."

Rong Jing nodded slightly, looking at the girl on his shoulder with deep interest in his eyes.

Regardless of the jealous eyes of the people around him, Qin Muge stood on tiptoe and leaned towards Rongjing, with his red lips slightly parted, he said a few words softly, "My lord, please let the queen mother take back her life."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Muge could even feel the air pressure around Rong Jing's body instantly become extremely cold.

She frowned slightly, looking at the beauty in front of her with displeasure.

He should have understood what he meant, why did he still seem very angry?

Rong Jing looked at Qin Muge quietly, and the surroundings instantly became cold.

This also caused the onlookers to shiver involuntarily. They all guessed what Qin Muge said just now, and dared to provoke King Weiyang like this.

After a while, the corners of Rong Jing's mouth curled up into a charming smile, "It's the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, how can there be any reason to decide the marriage?"

After saying this, he ignored Qin Muge's changed face, admired her deflated appearance, turned around happily and left.

(End of this chapter)