commoner pretty detective

Chapter 250
Encouraged by Gong Ziling, Wu Yan stepped onto the stage with confidence.Sitting in front of the piano table, put your fingers lightly on the strings, and the scene of harmony with Gongzi Ling on the cliff by the sea of ​​clouds immediately appeared in his mind. Everyone in the audience seemed to have disappeared, and they all turned into that mountain. , Na Yun, there are only her and Gong Ziling left in the world.

With slender fingers relaxed, he plucked the strings of the piano, but he remembered the days when he was locked outside Cuiyanju, and the thoughts in his heart couldn't be added.The piano is the voice of the heart, and the longing expressed in the sound of the piano can't help but make everyone look at it with sympathy.

The sound of the piano just started, but it was accompanied by the sound of the flute from a distance.Wu Yan raised her head, and saw Gong Ziling was holding a pipe flute in her hand, and was staring at her affectionately.Wu Yan looked back at him with a smile, lightly parted her red lips, and sang: "The fragrance of red lotus root is fragrant and the jade is lingering in the autumn, let Luo Chang loosen, and go to the orchid boat alone..."

That time when Wu Yan made trouble with Gong Ziling by the lake, she intentionally sang the nursery rhymes so badly that people in the palace whispered to each other that Wu Yan couldn't sing, and the Queen Mother believed it.In fact, Wu Yan has a good singing voice.

Gong Ziling knew Wu Yan's piano sound very well, and the flute sound blended with her easily.The two cooperated tacitly, as if they had practiced for many years.Gong Ziling's skills are superb, even if there are deficiencies in Wu Yanqin's music, they are made up for by his flute sound.The sound of the flute does not show mountains or dews, which makes the sound of the piano more elegant and touching.

Everyone knew that Gong Ziling's qinxiao skills were extremely high, but they didn't have the opportunity to listen to him play. It was only then that they got Wu Yan's favor and had the honor to hear it with their own ears.

Gong Ziling got up and slowly came to Wu Yan's side.Wu Yan just sang: "There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lowered my brows and turned to my heart." The zither flute gradually stopped, Gong Ziling put down the flute, held Wu Yan's hand, pulled her up, and stood side by side on the stage.

There was a strange silence in the audience, and everyone was still immersed in the music.It took a while before I gradually came back to my senses, and there was a deafening cheer.Needless to say, Qinxiao, the singing is beautiful, and the lyrics are unheard of excellent works, and the deep affection between the pair on stage is even more impressive.

Until many years later, this qin and flute ensemble is still a good story for Biwu.And the love between Gong Ziling and Wu Yan has also been sung in Biwu through the ages.

Only the Empress Dowager secretly resented, every time she wanted to separate the two people, but every time it made their relationship go further.It was inconvenient to speak at this time, so I had to remind Gong Ziling tactfully: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and the emperor's flute is getting better and better. Now that it's over, why don't you take a seat. Let's continue to watch other performances."

Gong Ziling did not return to his seat, took Wu Yan's hand and bowed to the Queen Mother, "Queen Mother, I still have one thing to ask."

"It's rare for everyone to get together to be lively and lively today. If the emperor has something to do, why don't we discuss it with our mother and son alone, so as not to disturb everyone's interest." After hearing Gong Ziling's words, the Queen Mother felt a drum in her heart. She has always understood Gong Ziling. I'm afraid it's not a good thing to make a request in public without warning this time.

Gong Ziling smiled and said: "This is a happy event, everyone should be interested in hearing about it."

"That's it, please tell me, Emperor." The queen mother had no choice but to bite the bullet and listen to what Gong Ziling had to say.

"My son has the guts to ask my mother to stay in Biwu for a longer period of time. Duoyun and I are about to get married, and I hope my mother will host it for us."

(End of this chapter)