Chapter 433 The palace lord’s wife is male14
After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Why did the palace master suddenly have the idea of sending me down the mountain? But because of... the young master he brought back today?"
Hearing this, Qingwu frowned slightly, "It's none of his business."
"Really...Palace Master, Cheng Li doesn't want to go down the mountain."
She narrowed her eyes. After thinking for a moment, she stood up from her position and walked next to him.
Seeing this, Cheng Li felt a little stiff. She thought he wanted to touch her again, and disgust flashed in her eyes.
"Get started," a low and soft voice sounded from the side.
He was stunned: "...Palace Master?"
The other party looked at him condescendingly and repeated again: "Get started."
His tone was calm, but his words were unceremonious.
Although he didn't know what he was going to do, he still got up and left his seat to stand aside.
Qing Wu walked in his original position but did not sit down. He just stood looking down at the piano in front of him and plucked the strings with his fingertips.
Seeing him touching his piano, Cheng Li couldn't help but clench his fingers hidden under his wide sleeves, with a cold and sharp light in his eyes.
After enduring it, he didn't snatch his piano away.
Qingwu plucked it casually and put his hands on it. Judging from the posture, he is going to play the piano.
Cheng Li lowered his eyes to cover the darkness in his eyes. He couldn't even understand the music, but he actually wanted to play the piano.
Nonsense...
"Zheng——"
He was stunned and looked up at the man in red who was standing lightly picking the strings of the piano.
Qing Wu's face was indifferent, and his fair and slender fingers were twisting, picking, or plucking on the piano.
The three tones of the piano, including the scattered tones, the overtones and the fretted tones, are intertwined and varied.
As she played casually, she seemed to be able to feel the leaves turning and the ground shaking when the two masters were dueling, and the air was filled with tension and excitement.
As the tune changes, it seems that one can hear the whistling sound of a sword while a man is practicing swordplay in the forest...
A piece of music composed spontaneously is like the flowing water in the mountains, long and subtle, and like the flying springs and waterfalls, passionate and generous, playing the shadows of swords in the rivers and lakes. Cheng Li stood blankly, a look of astonishment appeared on his handsome face.
When the sound of the piano stopped, he had not come back to his senses.
Qing Wu retracted his hand, looked at him sideways, and asked quietly: "How does this song sound?"
Nature is very good, and the sounds of nature are nothing more than that.
Cheng Li looked at her complicatedly, raised his voice and asked, "Do you understand music?!"
When he asked, Qingwu blinked, remembering that the original owner was a rough girl who was good at wielding swords and guns, so how could she understand this.
But the bullets were all gone, so she nodded enigmatically: "I always know how to do it."
Anyway, the bullet bounced.
She withdrew her gaze and said, "Okay, let's stop your plot. I don't have time to play with you."
After saying that, she walked towards the door, stretching as she walked. The red clothes are loose, and there is a different kind of temptation in the unruly manner.
When she was almost reaching the door, she remembered something and stopped. She looked back at him and said, "Oh, if you want to stay here, you can, pay for food and accommodation, and don't bother me."< br>
Leaving behind someone who wants to plot against him, his attitude is truly arrogant and arrogant.
Cheng Li stood like this in the courtyard, curling his lips in self-mockery after a long time.
Xiao Qingwu knows music, so he must have already known what he did before.
Knowing that he had been using the sound of the piano to make his temper become more and more irritable and unstable.
He thought the plan was flawless, but he didn't expect that he had already seen through the plan, and he was as complacent as a fool.
When the boy came back and called him suspiciously, Cheng Li moved his stiff body in confusion.
His eyes touched Qin on the table, and he smiled bitterly.
(End of chapter)