Rebirth: Vicious Abandoned Princess

In the face of Murong panxue's sincere invitation, Feng Yu only responded with a cool white eye.

"I can't play the piano. I'm a doctor, and I'm not a street busker. I don't and I'm not interested in these boring and time wasting things

He spoke without reserve, and his tongue was fresh and refined.

Lou Zhiwei's mood has been brightened up a lot.

Very good, she appreciates sissy, this kind of pure and unadorned person.

Lou Zhiwei gives him a thumbs up in her heart.

But before the proud thumb was up, Murong panxue looked at her and politely said, "would you like to let pan Xue open her eyes?"

Lou Zhiwei laughs twice.

"I really don't..."

Words did not finish, Zhuo Jun left let people take the piano.

Wei of the building is stunned.

"Why?"

Brother, it's not good for you to drive ducks to the shelves like this, do you know?

"Of course it's listening Miss Lou shows her piano skills

Zhuo Jun left when saying this, did not look at her.

The flowers in full bloom outside the pavilion, the voice is so light that it is almost unpredictable.

Lou Zhiwei just thought he was a little strange at first.

Now it seems that it's not a little bit, it's really strange!

The weak chicken didn't take the wrong medicine this morning, did it?

She reached out her hand and touched the string. She was helpless about his abnormality today.

"Lord, as the saying goes, a gentleman is not forced to do anything difficult..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Qingyin step forward and picked up the piano in her arms.

"Since Miss Lou is so embarrassed, don't take it."

She took the piano and did not return it to Zhuo Junli, but directly put it into the arms of Murong panxue.

"Since she was young, the princess has excellent piano skills. It's better to let the princess show her skills for everyone."

Murong panxue was startled and quickly stood up and scolded, "Qingyin, what are you doing. This is Jun Li's Fengming Qin. It's too unruly for you to move without permission from others. "

Qingyin said wrongly, "but, Princess..."

"It's all right. I hope you can play it if you like."

When Zhuo Junli said this, his eyes were still looking out of the pavilion, as if there was something he didn't want to see inside.

In front of him, he opened his heart again.

Murong hopes to see snow to refuse, however, can only whisper a sentence to show ugliness.

With that, fingertips gently touch the strings, and the sound of flowing wine cups gradually spreads out.

People seem to see a piece of winter snow melting, the land recovery of the thriving scene.

The music is melodious, graceful and refined.

All things know the spring, and the wind light swing, awe inspiring clean, snow bamboo Lin Lang.

Lou Zhiwei shakes her head and listens to, suddenly hears the Feng Yu nearby to say: "good a spring snow."

Floor someone suddenly realized that this is the legend of spring snow, high and low!

No wonder the ancients don't appreciate her at all!

Just as she was still sighing in her heart, a rude dull sound interrupted the graceful melody.

"Ah

Murong panxue suddenly exclaimed and stood up with his fingers in his arms.

"Princess!"

The first thing that comes back is voiceless.

She ran over quickly, took Murong panxue's finger and saw that the broken string had scratched her finger, and the bloodstain on it had been soaked out.

"Princess! What's the matter with you, princess? Are you all right? How could this happen, how could this happen... "

Zhuo Jun left the original wooden to listen to the elegant music, heard the movement after also stood up, asked: "what's the matter?"

When he came forward, Qingyin quickly handed Murong panxue's hand to him and cried, "Lord! You must be the Lord for the princess, Lord

She had thought that Zhuo Jun would leave the meeting and gently catch it, and then take care of the cold and warmth.

After all, the princess is so pure and pure. How can she not be cherished.

As a result, Zhuo Junli just looked at the situation and frowned.

"How could that happen?"

Murong panxue's face was white with pain, but she insisted: "it's OK. It's just a cut. It'll be fine in two days."

She took back her hand quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Lou Zhiwei also came forward and asked, "what's the matter, is the princess OK?"

As a result, she was blocked by Qingyin before she took two steps.

"Don't come here!"

Lou Zhiwei raised eyebrows: "what's the matter?"

"Don't play garlic here! When the king of Qin played, he didn't have any trouble. Why did you break the string after you touched it? It must be that you understand your skills and feet! ""Girl, don't be so bloody. I don't want to carry this pot."

You don't have to take care of yourself, princess. She's too careless to pick up the piano?

Just when Lou Zhiwei's heart had already begun to gallop, Murong panxue said in a trembling voice: "Qingyin, don't be rude. It's my own carelessness that broke the fengmingqin. How can you blame Miss Lou at random."

When she spoke, almost every word trembled. It seemed that it really hurt, but she never said a word that hurt.

Qingyin refused to accept and argued: "but this Qin Ming was out of her hand. She was jealous of the match between the princess and the king, and she was shameless and had no intention of getting rid of it!"

"Voiceless! Shut up

Murong hope snow see how can't stop her mouth, simply gather up the look, shout to stop.

"Princess..."

"Qingyin's child is spoiled by me. Don't take it to heart." Murong panxue stepped forward two steps and trembled to apologize for her blessing.

Lou Zhiwei quickly helped her.

Just preparing to care for a couple of words, Murong panxue suddenly exclaimed, and poured heavily behind him. He just fell in Zhuo Jun's arms.

He frowned.

"What's the matter?"

"No Nothing... "

Lou Zhiwei blinked, "just

It was so fast that she didn't notice where she had met her.

I just looked down at my hand. There was no blood on it.

But Qingyin cried out in a loud voice: "you know that the princess has a wound on her hand. Why do you deliberately touch her wound?"

After hearing this, Zhuo Jun left tightly frowned.

He took a look at Lou Zhiwei. There was no extra emotion in his plain eyes.

After a long time, he turned to Fengyu.

"Fengshen doctor, please help panxue to have a look."

Feng Yu had been standing at the farthest distance, having nothing to do with himself. After hearing this, he finally came forward, but not for Murong panxue. Instead, he took Lou Zhiwei's collar and pulled her to his side.

"I don't want to see such a small injury with no level."

Finish saying, also regardless of Lou Zhiwei is willing not to, pull her to go out.

When he reached the entrance of the pavilion, he turned around as if he had suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I kindly remind the princess that your fingernails should be trimmed. Don't damage anything and plant them on others next time!"

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