Devil's Concubine

Chapter 148 Chu Beibei Was Humiliated (4)
However, Chu Yunshang knew that a large part of the reason why Mo Ranchen was in the limelight was because of her.

What she did today is really shocking. Once it gets out, I don't know what it will be like. Mo Ranchen stepped forward at a critical moment, and a piece of piano music distracted many people's attention invisibly. Keeping her from being on the cusp of the storm alone has calmed down a lot of troubles!
It's just that only the two of them know this kind of thinking.

"Mo Ranchen, why did you do this? You obviously don't like it, but do you want to stay and torture each other? Or do you like it? It's just that if you don't tell, I don't know; if I don't tell, you don't know either."

Chu Yunshang couldn't figure it out, and it was destined that no one would give her an answer. She looked at Mo Ranchen and stared for a long time, until Mo Ranchen's eyes met hers, then she immediately looked away like a thief, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Mo Ranchen looked at the delicate red on her face, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a hint of flying. He smiled, turning all living beings upside down.

After laughing, Mo Ranchen got up slowly and was about to step off the stage. Suddenly, he saw a cyan figure flying away with a gust of cold wind. "Prince Ning, it is better to be alone than to be happy with others. Since I have come here and heard such a beautiful piano sound, how can I not show it?"

It was Qi Yifeng who spoke, his voice fell, his figure appeared on the stage, and he went away uninvited. A random reason is not a reason at all, but he has always been ostentatious in his actions, and he has no rules. In addition, his status is aloof. People dare to stop him.

Mo Ranchen glanced at him, and asked slowly, "Qi Huang wants to play the piano?"

Qi Yifeng shook his head with a smile: "No, with King Ning in front, there is no piano sound that can be surpassed in the world. The emperor plays a flute, thinking that it is harmonious."

As he said that, Qi Yifeng looked at Emperor Mo Long and Empress Chen, and said in a clear voice, "Brother Mo, Madam, what should I do?"

Mo Longhuang smiled slightly, and said: "Since Brother Qi has such an elegant spirit, he can't wish for it. Come, Bei Xiao."

Xiao quickly delivered it, Qi Yifeng held it in his hand and played with it for a while, and waited until Mo Ranchen returned to his position, then looked around, glanced at it casually, and said politely: "If the emperor's class is playing with an axe, if it's not good , I hope you will be more understanding."

Everyone just laughed, thinking that this Emperor Qi really didn't look like an emperor at all.

Qi Yifeng brought Xiao to his mouth, and the flute sounded.

He is a ostentatious person, and this ostentation is to the core, the sound of Xiao, just like himself, is ostentatious.

Together with the sound of the flute, it is an extremely high-pitched high-pitched song, so high that there is no sound to match it.

Just when everyone was tense and worried that Qi Yifeng would not be able to succeed, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, and it became a little higher, bursts of murderous air rushed towards the face, making people feel like they were on the battlefield of swords, lights and swords. The sound of the flute was everywhere, like soldiers rushing up like flowing water.

Two soldiers meet each other, wars break out everywhere, blood bleeds, and millions of corpses are buried. He is alone, with his clothes flying, solitary and independent, with cold eyes and contempt for everything, even the common people in the world can easily abandon him.

The sound of the flute turned again, under the intense tune, on the battlefield, it was like a cool autumn wind blowing, with the autumn wind blowing, the dead leaves rustled and fell all over the ground.

The sound of the flute is like weeping, chilling and chilling, the listener feels sad, and the listener sheds tears, which is extremely desolate and sad.

"Huh... does this person have such a strange complex?" Chu Yunshang was puzzled.

Qi Yifeng is obviously using his flute to declare his ambition to help the world dominate the world, but why, in the sound of the flute, there is not enough domineering, but more than a bit of sadness. Could it be that his ambition is not for the world, but mourning for the soldiers in his own country?
"But, no!"

After a while, Chu Yunshang shook his head again. Hearing the sound of the flute, it was obvious that Qi Yifeng was an ambitious person, and he never really paid attention to the people in the world.

This is truly generous and ambitious.

How could he not know such a simple truth as the so-called success of one general?

"Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Chu Yunshang raised his eyes and looked at Qi Yifeng on the stage. When Qi Yifeng played the flute, his eyes were burning, as bright as the scorching sun, but even the scorching sun couldn't melt the coldness in his eyes.

Between his brows is noble and arrogant, on top of the cyan colored clothes, the purple python totem is showing off its teeth and claws, showing off everywhere.

But at this moment, the sound of the flute has three turns, and the third turn expresses affection, one is personal affection, the second is family affection, and the third is national affection.

Where is the country?
Families and countries are dependent on each other.

"Sure enough." Chu Yunshang nodded secretly, "Qi Yifeng's mournful cry is not for the country, but for the family, for the individual, in his position, he has no self anymore, that's why he can't stand the cold, dancing Qing Ying, however, this kind of mournful melancholy does not bother him, on the contrary, it arouses his strong desire to conquer, he wants to conquer the common people in the world!"

Big ambition.

The sound of the flute fell, Qi Yifeng laughed, everyone was thoughtful, and lowered their eyebrows to think about the intention conveyed by the sound of the flute.

After a long time, the applause sounded like thunder.

Qi Yifeng raised his head, smiled proudly, stepped off the stage slowly, his sharpness was completely restrained, but the sharpness was everywhere on his body, and he couldn't hide it!

The applause was endless, and after a long while, a clear and elegant voice sounded. This voice was soft, gentle and gentle. When one listened to this voice, one would feel a sense of intimacy both naturally and unnaturally.

It was Qin Shurong who spoke, and at the same time, Qin Shurong also stood up, walked towards the stage, and said as he walked: "Prince Ning and Emperor Qi have already appeared on the stage, how could I be missing, but I can neither play the piano nor play the piano." Hui Xiao, I can only hide my clumsiness and make a fool of myself, dance sword to add to the fun."

After the words fell, he had already walked onto the stage.

This is a man as gentle and elegant as jade, at least that is the first impression he gives people. At the moment he is standing on the stage, the sun is slanting in, and the sun shines on him, illuminating his delicate facial features and softness. His temperament made him have handsome brows and a graceful demeanor.

(End of this chapter)