NOVEL NEXT Chapter 81 - Slap
The carriage had just entered the palace, and Liu Yeer jumped up with the skirt angle.
“Hula”, Liu Xinmei’s whirlwind was the first to rush out, and the speed looked dumbfounded. Princess what kind of baby did you see?
“Be careful, be careful, don’t touch it.” Liu Xinmei reminded Cuiyun.
“Concubine, don’t worry.” With the help of the driver, Zheng was lifted down smoothly.
If this kite stands up, it is as tall as a woman’s stature. The faceplate of Tongmu is made of white pine, the side plate should be mahogany, and the strings are made of ponytail. , Looking pleasing to the eye.
Suddenly there was silence in the courtyard, Liu Xinmei looked back, and Wen Ruoruo and Murong Yifei walked over together.
After careful selection, Wen Ruoruo prepared He Shou’s gift and took it to An Wang. Four screens are ordinary things, but an exquisite jade Buddha is rare. A piece of white jade stone was carved by a skilled craftsman into a kind-eyed Guanyin Bodhisattva. The treasure is solemn, and the belt is fluttering, as if it can be taken off immediately.
In order to express their piety or compassion, the old women in the deep palace have Buddhist temples in their homes. This old concubine likes to read Buddhist scriptures even more. This gift will surely please the concubine.
Murong Yifei praised Wen Ruoruo a few words, this woman is always good at figuring out people’s minds, and the gifts she gives will make people love it. When Wen Ruo resigned, Murong Yifei in good mood sent it out personally.
“I have seen the prince and the concubine Wen Fei.”
Liu Xinmei just smiled indifferently, and nodded at random to Murong Yifei, beckoning.
“If you have seen Sister Liu.” Wen Ruoruo has always refused to call her “Sister Princess”, it seems that she does not call it that, Liu Xinmei will never be the righteous master of Anwang Mansion.
In front of the villain, Liu Xinmei occasionally puts on the princess’s shelf, but in front of Murong Yifei, she can’t wait for everyone to forget this fact. So this “Sister Liu” won her heart, she did not return with a little unpleasant smile.
Murong Yifei just looked at it with cold eyes. The zither caught his attention, and he was quite able to toss. Can this kind of stupid person like her learn?
“Yo, my sister is not the same as before. Is this going to be my Xichu’s talent? This string is very sharp. Don’t hurt your finger.” Wen Ruoruo said with a sarcasm.
Liu Xinmei still smiled lightly: “I’m not so precious, what kind of bitterness haven’t eaten? You can’t survive a month in Lengyuan?”
Wen Ruoruo and Murong Yifei glanced at each other, and went away from each other’s heart. The suffering she suffered was related to them.
“Sister is a diligent, but, tomorrow, my sister will accompany the prince to the concubine to celebrate her birthday. Do you not know who the concubine is? It’s a pity, you don’t know what year and month you have the opportunity to be in front of everyone Show your talent? “Wen Ruoruo teased her.
Even if you are a talent, you must be able to walk around!
“This thing still has to learn? I live just to be happy for myself, but I was never prepared to please anyone. How does the concubine know you, what other house can you do?” Liu Xinmei rolled her eyes, old lady I really don’t like to talk about this, you just slammed into the muzzle.
A few words choked Wen Ruoruo as if his throat was strangled by an invisible hand, his eyes wide and speechless.
She smiled at Murong Yifei charmingly again: “My lord, I will say, I don’t like things that Liu Xinmei likes to do, but some people like them tightly. In the future, these banquets will be served by a concubine. The concubine was of noble origin and could not be sent here. “
Back to greet the girl of Ruyan Pavilion: “Don’t hurry back, I will play the piano for you later.”
Bending her knees slightly, she led a few young ladies and walked away.
Wen Ruoruo’s face changed a little bit. She was noble, but who could not be cheap? Her father was also a heavy minister of North Korea, and no one dared to despise the writers. Who did she please? The ladies in the capital are all proud of being appreciated by the concubine. Also, the prince once asked her to celebrate her birthday together, but was rejected by her too.
She was wronged and just wanted to ask Murong Yifei, but she found that An Wang was embarrassed now, no need to ask, all she said was true. Wen Ruoruo’s heart was half cold, blushing like a slap, Liu Xinmei disdain for the banquet she saw, but she used it to show complacency, all her face was lost!
“My prince, the concubine retired.” She tried to calm down her emotions, barely showing a decent smile. As long as the prince never tires, she still has hope.
Murong Yifei nodded silently, this Liu Xinmei was sincere to embarrass him, but this is An Wang Mansion, it is his world, want to live happily, I am afraid I really want to learn to please him, it does not matter, he is in this matter Very patient.
The sound of “Zheng” sounded like a blast of music in the direction of Yange, like the sound of golden bells, drums of war, and the sound of soldiers shouting in unison.
Is this the woman playing? Wen Ruoruo and Murong Yifei were both surprised, which was too unexpected. Is it really like what she said, do not need to learn this thing?
The sound of music was gradually escaping, and suddenly burst in a calm and tense atmosphere. The sound of horseshoes, sword strikes, and shouts intertwined, and shocking pictures spread out in front of the eyes.
Murong Yifei couldn’t help breathing quickly, he was too familiar with such scenes, and he suddenly had the illusion of Yuemajiang field.
The rhythmic music and the tight horseshoe sound alternately sounded. After a sad melody, the music came to an abrupt halt. Everything fell silent, and there was no more sound in the courtyard.
Murong Yifei couldn’t believe that such a tragic and inspiring piano sound would come from that woman’s hand. What kind of spirit and bravery would it take? How could this delicate woman be able to control it?
“If Ruo, do you hear the sound of the piano coming from Ruyan Pavilion?” He must have heard it wrong.
Wen Ruoruo only hates that she didn’t withdraw early, this is hitting her in the face! Even though she was reluctant in her heart, she nodded slightly, so many people were in the yard, she was not good at staring and talking nonsense.
Murong Yifei’s footsteps involuntarily walked in that direction, and Wen Ruoruo’s heart hurt like a tear.
His pride just woke up at this time, he paused, and then he returned, and said to Wen Ruoruo: “Go back and rest early, Ben Wang believes that you must be glorious tomorrow.”
Wen Ruoruo suddenly felt clear.