The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

Like an invisible field spreading, the world fell into absolute silence.

The guests, who were still angry just now, all calmed down at this moment, and involuntarily fixed their eyes on the performer.

Then, the piano sounded.

The sound of music like flowing water drowned everyone in an instant.

Mu En's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he was no longer in this narrow and dark restaurant, but came to the sea.

The waves are sweeping, and the sound of the waves bursts.

The blue sea and the blue sky form an extremely pure picture scroll.

Then, where the sea and the sky meet, a light shines.

That's not sunlight, that's not starlight.

It seems to be the most holy thing in the world, which can purify all the filth of the soul... the holy light.

Mu En felt that she had been purified.

Nako?

Hmph, that's nothing but a corrupted thing that hinders my efforts.

don't also...

and many more!

Mu En suddenly regained consciousness.

Under what circumstances, when listening to music, you have to listen to yourself as a Buddha?

Mu En subconsciously turned her head and looked at the others.

It was not only him, but the other guests listened carefully to this charming music. The irritability and anger just now dissipated long ago, and their expressions became extremely peaceful and peaceful. There was light in their eyes, as if they had seen the guidance of a goddess.

Even Sean, who had just recalled the pain of losing his wife, now had blurred eyes and a smile on his face, as if intoxicated by the most desired happiness in his heart.

What the hell?

Is this music so contagious?

wrong.

Mu En turned her head again and looked at the "beautiful" performer who played the piano gracefully on the stage.

As the Duke's son, Mu En naturally has certain musical accomplishments, so he can clearly tell that this "beauty" is indeed very talented, worthy of the title of "performer"

But the music she played couldn't reach the point where it could purify the soul and let people see the beauty.

For music that can resonate with people, the performer must also infuse the same emotion, but she didn't even show her face, so naturally she didn't instill much emotion.

She was just playing in a formulaic way, but the music was still so touching.

There is something in the music.

Mu En suddenly narrowed her eyes.

But he scrutinized it carefully, but he couldn't find any magic power fluctuations or any special aura in this "beautiful" violinist.

It's just that as her performance deepened, the feeling of glowing all over her body became more and more intense.

Just like her inadvertent gestures, there will be a flawless holy light flowing, automatically purifying all the filth in the world.

and many more,

Holy light?

Mu En's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had caught something suddenly.

……

The song is over.

There was a deathly silence in the dining room.

And when the "beautiful" violinist held the violin and saluted nervously, the atmosphere in the venue was instantly detonated.

There was a wave of intense applause, mixed with admiration and crying, which almost toppled the roof of the restaurant.

Even Xiao En, who was beside Mu En, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and applauded vigorously:

"What beautiful music, I seem to see my dead wife come back to life, smiling at me."

"..."

Mu En didn't respond, her eyes flickered and she thought for a while, then she beckoned to the waiter who was busy keeping order.

"Can you call that beautiful virtuoso over?"

"This……"

The waiter wiped his sweat, and he didn't care about maintaining the professional smile he usually trained, and said bitterly:

"Guest, I know your enthusiasm, everyone is the same, but according to the rules of our shop, guests can't disturb the performers, otherwise..."

pat.

Mu En threw a stack of banknotes onto the plate in the waiter's hand, "This is a tip."

The waiter's eyes were straightened, and he swallowed hard.

"This...it's not good..."

pat.

"The rules of the restaurant..."

pat.

"I've seen a lot of rich people, and you can't..."

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

"I, I'll go now and promise to call her for you!"

The waiter held the banknotes piled as high as a hill on the dinner plate with trembling hands, and ran away in a hurry.

Soon, Mu En saw him sneaking to the side of the stage, talking to that beautiful performer.

I can't hear their words clearly, and I can't see the specific actions clearly.

It was just vaguely able to see that the beautiful performer was very reluctant at first.

Until the waiter stuffed something into her arms, stuffed something else, several times in a row.

Although she didn't seem to throw money as much as Mu En, she finally agreed.

She is walking this way.

It looked a little uneasy, but it seemed that under the impetus of something, the footsteps were still firm.

However, after her steps crossed the bright light range of the stage and crossed the boundary between light and darkness, her figure suddenly stopped.

Generally speaking, standing in the light, without any special means, it is difficult to see things in the dark.

So when she walked into the darkness, she finally saw Mu En's face clearly.

No matter what, that face never occurred to her.

Then her delicate body began to tremble slightly.

Shake and shake.

It's like when a mouse sees a cat, the majesty on its chest becomes even more magnificent.

She seemed to turn her head and run away at any time, but perhaps driven by something, or perhaps thinking of something, she took a deep breath, and stood cautiously in front of Mu En.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, Mu En felt inexplicably tender and pitiful.

"What's wrong?"

Mu En raised her eyebrows, looked at the shivering "beautiful" performer again, and said curiously:

"Is there something scary growing on my face?"

"No...no."

She spoke, and her voice was as sweet as a lark's.

Immediately, he froze for a moment, and the voice suddenly became strange and hoarse:

"I'm just a little... accidental."

"Accident?"

Mu En looked at her with a half-smile, crossed her legs and shook the wine glass, and said casually:

"This is interesting, the word accident... Does it sound like I'm lucky enough to be recognized by you, a great performer?"

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"This is interesting, the word accident... Does it sound like I am lucky enough to be recognized by you, a great performer?"

Mu En shook the red wine glass and said with a half-smile.

"That's... that's not it! I don't know you at all!"

The tone of the beautiful performer was obviously messed up,

"What I meant just now...was...I was suddenly called over by a nobleman like you, so it was just a surprise!"

Noble son?

Mu En raised her eyebrows, turned her head to look at Xiao En, and signaled with her eyes.

Sean shook his head.

After all, when he came to a place like Xiacheng, it was impossible for Mu En to wear the luxurious and solemn dress to meet His Majesty, so he had already changed into ordinary casual clothes before coming.

From the looks of it now, he was just an ordinary handsome blond guy, and naturally he couldn't find any traces of nobility on his body.

In this world, if you are not yellow-haired and rich, you must be aristocratic.

But Mu En didn't hold on to this point, maybe the other party was just guessing, so she continued to smile slowly and said:

"Is that so, but you said you don't know me, but Miss Performer, why... I always think you look familiar?"

"Eyes... familiar?"

"That's right, height, temperament, tone of voice, and..."

Mu En raised her eyes, and once again glanced at the beautiful performer in front of her, her eyes turned around, and then involuntarily landed on... the majestic mountain range.

"you……"

Sensing Mu En's obvious gaze, the beautiful performer immediately covered her chest, and said in a shameful tone:

"Sex... satyr!"

"cough……"

Mu En coughed dryly, looking embarrassed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, who told you to cover your face so tightly."

God is pitiful, what he wants to talk about is not that, but "the overall feeling".

After all, he is not a person obsessed with beauty, how could he always stare at other people's things.

He still understands the most basic politeness when talking, looking at the other person's face or eyes.

But the problem is...

Her face was too tightly covered by the magic, and he couldn't just stare hard at the fog that couldn't see anything clearly.

People's eyes will always involuntarily grasp the key points.

So his sight can only fall to the most conspicuous place naturally and uncontrollably.

It moved there by itself, it wasn't me being blinded by the evil Nako!

"In short... In short, you have identified the wrong person. I don't know you, and I don't even know you as an acquaintance."