Devil's Concubine

Chapter 147 Chu Beibei Was Humiliated (3)
Just thinking about this kind of courage and wisdom to play with everyone's applause is enough to shock you!
Concubine Ning, Chu Yunshang, I'm afraid that this time, she will really become famous in the world!

At this moment, even the way Empress Chen looked at Chu Yunshang was quite playful. The last time she summoned Chu Yunshang, she knew that Chu Yunshang was not easy.

But Chu Yunshang's performance today is obviously better than that day. She seems to be stronger and sharper.

Is this the so-called emerging edge?
Who is this sharpness showing for?

For King Ning, or for yourself?

No one could answer her, and she couldn't ask this question, she could only meditate quietly in her heart, even the joy brought by this gift was diluted a lot.

Qin Shurong was smiling, but it was not known whether his heart was shocked, Peng Biao was drinking, and Qi Yifeng was muttering to himself.

"Stealing is stealing. As the old saying goes, those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be princes. Chu Yunshang, you are really kind. I am afraid that the person who stole the flat peach is not Mo Yucheng, but yourself. If a woman like you really has such great ambitions, I'm afraid even I will be afraid of it!"

The Hall of Renhe was completely quiet, the air seemed to have been condensed into frost, no one spoke, and everyone had different thoughts.

Mo Ranchen drank a glass of wine, laughed, and broke the silence. He said, "Your Majesty, since everyone is in high spirits, why don't you join in the fun and present a song to your Majesty? I hope your Majesty will approve."

"It's good for Chen'er to have such a heart." Empress Chen nodded slightly.

Mo Ranchen also nodded, got up slowly, walked to the stage, and said again: "Qin Shizi, I wonder if it is possible to borrow your phoenix for the Feiqin?"

Qin Shurong smiled and said: "Prince Ning has such an elegant spirit, I am also very happy in my heart, just take it and use it, and this piano is no longer mine, so I should ask the empress about this."

"Thank you!" Mo Ranchen nodded.

Soon, a court lady came over holding the phoenix Yu Feiqin and placed it at Mo Ranchen's feet.

Mo Ranchen gathered up his red dress, black sleeves with black patterns, and sat on the floor.

As he sat, he became extremely quiet. Although both movement and stillness were suitable, his breath was completely different.

Mo Ranchen lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyelids, and ignored the reactions of the people around him, immersed in the world he created.

He raised his wrist slightly, revealing his long and clean fingers. The fingertips were as white and tender as freshly peeled spring bamboo shoots. It was hard to imagine how a man could have such beautiful hands.

Then he swipe down with his fingertips and lightly pluck the strings. Before the tune is formed, there is already love.

The sound of the ding-dong piano, following the ups and downs of Mo Ranchen's fingertips, flows out like a mountain stream. In the vast Hall of Renhe, this sound is everywhere.

The sound of the piano is ethereal and beautiful. It is not any famous song in this world, but a tune that follows the heart, the meaning comes from the heart, and the ink dyes the dust.

The rotating shaft plucked the piano three or two times, the sound of the piano sounded, and the spring breeze blew. The sound of the piano was like a warm spring breeze, blowing through the hearts of everyone, making everyone feel as if they were bathed in the spring breeze and fascinated.

Immediately afterwards, the melody was raised, the sound of the wind stopped, and the sound of rain came. No, it was not the sound of rain, but the sound of clear springs flowing in the mountain stream. Among the sounds of the piano, there were also the sound of birds and insects, and the sound of running water passing through the swirl of algae. The sound is corresponding, and the life is endless, and the splendid scenes of spring sun, flowing water, birds and insects in spring are presented in front of everyone, making people feel as if they are in nature, and feel the graceful spring scenery quietly.

Mo Ranchen was very focused when he played the piano. He himself was not a passionate seed, but his piano sound was full of emotions. This made Chu Yunshang puzzled and thoughtful at the same time.

Her gaze has been on Mo Ranchen's body, looking at his eyebrows, looking into his eyes, there is no doubt that Mo Ranchen is a rare and beautiful man in the world, and the title of the most beautiful woman in the world is not just for nothing. It doesn't just refer to his peerless appearance, but includes everything he has.

A person like him was born extraordinary, and after he lived, he was even more extraordinary.

This kind of extraordinary, from the melodious sound of the piano, is vividly displayed, making people intoxicated, confused, thinking, and forgetting to return.

Mo Ranchen has very beautiful eyelashes, very long eyelashes, when he lowers his head slightly, those long eyelashes naturally leave a small shadow on his face, forming a seductive arc.

Occasionally, when people moved with the sound, he raised his head slightly, which made people's breathing hard, such a face full of spring flowers and impeccable.

It's just that something that occasionally flickers in those eyes makes people unable to grasp it, but it also viciously plucks people's heartstrings, making people unconsciously sink into the atmosphere he created, harmonizing with the sound and people. , Drunk together, unwilling to wake up.

Then the sound of the zither changed, it was no longer melodious and ethereal, but became more intense. There were bursts of bitter air in the sound of the zither. It was the sun at its mid-heaven, when the sun was the most beautiful in a day, and he himself, But it is even more dazzling than the sun's rays.

There seemed to be a layer of golden light covering his body, and the aura around him suddenly changed. It was no longer peaceful and peaceful, but like sunlight, giving people a dazzling and soul-stirring shock.

He is smiling, and with the change of the sound of the piano, the smile on his face is getting bigger and bigger, like a flower, facing the sun, slowly blooming on his face, that flower is his face, his face The face is that flower, that flower blooms in the scorching sun, is in full swing, pouring out the light in the world, it is also overwhelming the country and the city!

After a long time, the sound of the zither stopped, but everyone never came back to their senses.

After a long time, there was a sparse applause, and then the applause was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

In the hall of benevolence and harmony, only the applause of "Papapa...papapa..." sounded like a tide, and no one spoke. However, this is the highest praise for Mo Ranchen.

Chu Yunshang was also clapping, just like everyone was fascinated by Mo Ranchen's piano sound, and she was no exception.

(End of this chapter)