My little puppy is sick

Chapter 69
Who doesn't allow other people to have their own little thoughts?
She did it, she did it, and she succeeded.

It can be regarded as being fair and aboveboard.

main hall.

After the dance was over, some officials were still talking quietly.

Qi Yan stood quietly in a corner, neither humble nor overbearing, without saying a word, without any expression on her face.

The servant girl put the dishes on the table, and Ying Jun started to eat, and the others slowly raised their chopsticks to eat.

No food.

This seems to be the rule of every palace banquet.

His Majesty did not speak, and none of the people below dared to speak.

After all, the head is still needed.

But this rule has been broken today.

"name."

The surroundings were completely silent, Qi Yan came out of her distraction, and realized that Ying Jun was speaking to herself.

She quickly knelt on the ground with a sincere voice: "Returning to Your Majesty, my servant Qi Yan, Qi is the one with a hundred flowers blooming, and Yan is the one with a sweet smile."

"Qi Yan, the name is very good." Ying Jun rested his elbows on the table and touched his chin with his fingers, "Who are you holding?"

"Return to Your Majesty, this is Zhu, a southern musical instrument."

"In the performance just now, you seem to be a dancer?"

"Back to Your Majesty, yes."

"Very good, it seems that you are very good at it." Ying Jun's mouth curled into a nasty smile, "It happens that there is nothing to enjoy right now, so you can play and build."

she is a thing
Qi Yan was very obedient: "My family obeys the order."

There was no cushion here, so Qi Yan could only kneel on the ground. She supported her waist, and her palms were flushed.

Qi Yan touched the palm of her hand, then lifted the building up and put her fingertips on it.

instantly.

A fierce and rapid string music sounded, its sound was sad and agitated.

The senior officials looked at the woman playing in the corner with complicated eyes.

Such a sad and passionate piece of music is really not suitable to be performed on this kind of family reunion day, or at such a grand palace banquet.

This song is fast and sad, which makes people think of the scene when countless soldiers died in battle and never returned.

Make the listener cry uncontrollably.

The high-ranking officials quietly glanced at Mr. Ying. His Majesty listened fascinated and read it very carefully. I'm afraid he really likes this song.

They didn't dare to say anything.

In this way, time passed bit by bit.

Ying Jun didn't stop, Qi Yan didn't stop, she repeated the same piece over and over again.

The piece was played so fast that her fingers were numb and her back was soaked in sweat.

Qi Yan pursed her lips and plucked the strings with her fingertips. She seemed to be venting her anger and despair in this way.

She used this piece to bid farewell to her unmarried husband, and she played this piece again, in front of the person who killed her husband.

How could she not hate it!

Her NPC, Qi Yan, must bring the anger of the original owner and the persistence of the original owner to complete the task in the end.

Kill Ying Jun!
This tyrant, he is tyrannical, and under his rule, the people are in dire straits, and the people live in poverty!

This kind of king is not worthy of being a king.

"Stop." Came a majestic deep voice.

Qi Yan opened her eyes suddenly, put her hands on the strings, and the music stopped suddenly.

"Nurse Zhang, take her down."

Nanny Zhang walked to Qi Yan's side, with love and distress in her eyes.

"Miss Qi Yan, come with me."

Qi Yan nodded, stood up, a little unsteady, she paused for a moment, and then followed Nanny Zhang.

Nanny Zhang didn't take her out of the palace, nor did she bring her to the place where she lived for a while.

Instead, went to a room that looked nice.

(End of this chapter)