Ark girl won't like me

Without any hesitation, Chen Yu agreed.

Looking around, Chen Yu, who felt that there was no good location, set his sights on the roof nearby.

Climbing along the wall to the roof, he smiled at the purple-clothed woman above.

"Girl, make some room."

The woman in purple is the woman who blocked the door in the evening.

She looked at Chen Yu expressionlessly, jumped up, and came to the backyard.

Standing behind An Ziyue, she crossed her arms and looked up at Chen Yu on the roof.

She wanted to see how this person who didn't even own a piano could play the piano.

At this time, something happened that shocked the woman.

I saw Chen Yu casually twitching his hand, and a guqin came out of thin air, and then landed on the lap of Chen Yu who was sitting cross-legged.

Not paying attention to the woman's puzzled eyes, Chen Yu tried the tone and started playing.

The moment the piano sounded, what struck my ears was the sound of the piano that was like the sound of nature.

As the fingertips beat, like water falling into a clear pool, the cold and long piano sound curls up, flowing around with the night wind.

It seems to come from ancient times, between heaven and earth.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano whispered in everyone's ears, gently exciting.

Suddenly.

The wind got stronger and stronger.

Sitting alone on a high place.

The black robe and black hair flowed with the wind, revealing eyes as deep as the starry sky.

It's like banishing an immortal to earth!

An Ziyue raised her face and looked at Chen Yu blankly.

For the first time, an uncontrollable impulse arose in my heart.

She wants to learn piano!

The evening wind gradually picked up, and the sound of the piano became louder and louder.

Stepping into the backyard, Jingzhe looked at the performer above in silence, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.

"You are like the moon in the sky, and your spirit is like the fairy in a painting."

......

imperial capital.

Taibai Mansion.

The slender white fingers gently danced between the strings, bringing out bursts of sweet and melodious sounds.

The sound of the piano is like the tinkling of a falling spring.

Bai Xuan pressed her fingers on the strings, and the sweet sound suddenly stopped.

"Or not."

She sighed.

"It's too different."

Sure enough, compared to him, the sound of my piano was still so unpleasant.

I thought I could make some progress after so many years, but I was overthinking it.

"What's wrong? I think it's not bad?"

Li Taibai on the side raised his eyebrows, a little confused.

She looked at Bai Xuan, shrugged, and said with helplessness in her eyes: "Bai Xuan, do you have too high demands on yourself? Your piano skills are the best I have ever seen."

She picked up the wine glass on the side and drank it in one gulp before teasing.

"If we comply with your request, all those palace piano players will have to commit suicide."

Her friend's piano skills are enough to be ranked number one in the Yan Kingdom.

If this doesn't work, wouldn't the piano players in the palace be even worse?

"Taibai, you don't understand."

Shaking her head, Bai Xuan also came to the stone table.

As if remembering something sad, she picked up the wine jar, raised her neck and drank heavily.

A lot of wine spilled from the mouth of the altar and wet Bai Xuan's clothes.

But she didn't take it seriously and still drank heavily.

She didn't throw the wine jar away until the jar was empty.

With a "pop" sound, the wine jar fell to pieces.

Bai Xuan seemed a little drunk, a faint blush rose on her beautiful cheeks, and a faint mist rose in her eyes.

It looks extremely enchanting.

Looking at the night sky, she sighed.

"Taibai, do you know what is the most moving word in the world?"

Leaning on the small pavilion in the lake, Li Taibai took a sip of wine.

She stroked her three thousand black hair and said lazily.

"Sword? Or wine?"

These are her favorites.

As for everything else, she has no love.

Oh no.

And An Ziyue.

Xiao Yue'er is quite cute.

"neither."

Glancing at the puzzled Li Taibai, Bai Xuan's heart was filled with melancholy.

"It's love."

"Affection?"

Li Taibai tilted his body and almost fell into the lake.

"You actually said such words, Bai Xuan, are you going crazy?"

Without any intention of paying attention to her friend, Bai Xuan came to the pavilion and looked down at the reflection in the lake.

A few drops of wet wine fell from his clothes.

The cold moon in the water brings out the beauty of the country.

All broken.

Seeing this, Bai Xuan smiled helplessly.

Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones and knows nothing.

Where is her beloved now?

......

412 The man in the painting

On the fifth day when Chen Yu came to Yan Kingdom.

A sudden light rain enveloped the entire imperial capital.

The rain was falling in the dark night, and the sweet music of the piano mixed with the sound of rain, dancing in the dark night.

He stretched his hand out the window, and strands of rain fell on Nian's flawless white palm, which was cold and gentle.

Then, Nian blinked his long eyes.

As her thoughts flowed, the rainwater between her fingers and palms turned into white mist and steamed up.

"It's so boring~"

After sighing for an unknown number of times, Nian stopped and turned his eyes to Chen Yu in the room, who was teaching An Ziyue how to play the piano.

Sitting opposite Nian, Jingzhe rested his chin on his palm and stared at Chen Yu motionlessly.

These days, she would always think of the scene that day.

Sitting alone on a high platform.

Under the bright moonlight.

The man sat facing the wind.

The sound of the piano is as long as the sound of heaven, and the temperament is as graceful as that of an immortal.

No wonder the little princess said Chen Yu was good-looking.

Because it’s really beautiful!

Muttering in his heart, Jingzhe continued to stare at Chen Yu fiercely.

This was the study room that Jingzhe used privately before she left home.

Apart from some ancient books and scrolls, there are only some simple furniture placed here.

In addition, there are several ink paintings of unknown origin hanging on the walls of the room.

After Chen Yu's solo performance a few days ago.