Princess Zihuang was holding the special pastry made by Yanyunlou and stuffing it into her mouth.

She is a noble girl from the Tian family and is influenced by etiquette. Even though she eats very quickly, she has nothing to do with inappropriateness. Instead, she has more of the girl's playfulness.

The old man from Yanyunlou walked in gracefully. She was not old, she was only in her early thirties, and the charm of the Hmph still existed, but she was just hanging out in the tram. She was indeed old at the age of thirty.

The smile on her face appeared the moment she entered the door, without excessive posing, making people feel comfortable and very sensible.

She said respectfully to Princess Zihuang: "Miss Qing said, 'I am confused today'."

Princess Zihuang's burning eyes stared at Li Zhichang.

Li Zhichang pondered for a moment, and then spoke, "'This heart is self-centered and cannot be controlled by others'."

After saying that, he smiled at the door and said, "I don't know if it's right, Miss Qinqing."

"I didn't expect that since Brother Qing left, there were people like Mr. Li in the imperial capital." The clear and beautiful voice like a stream came into the door, making people feel itchy and endless imagination.

The woman pushing the door opens and seems to be coming from a dream, and Ding Yucheng can't help but be stunned.

Compared to Feng Xiaoqing's lonely and fairy-like life, this woman is more like a goddess in her dream that can be reached.

Her face is naturally beautiful, with a delicate face like the pure snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain. It makes people dare not look directly at it, but they can't move it away. Her long body, each part is just right, with a dovetail-shaped bun, a stroll on her head, a white silk coat, and a holy glow all over her body, which makes people live and die for it.

The light and simplicity of steps makes a sound like a gurgling spring, turning into a natural piece of music.

Every movement is endlessly perfect, floating in, with an elegant and noble posture that is as elegant as a beautiful goddess coming from the earth from heaven. Especially when walking, a pair of wide sleeves hanging on both sides, swaying lightly in the wind, setting off a peerless look with all manners.

What shocks even more is the outline of her face, which looks like a perfect sculpture. No shortcomings are found. Under the soft curves, there is a kind of toughness and naturalness.

Her eyes are clear and clear, and her cheekbones are a little higher, but they set off her straight and powerful nose, but they make people feel that she is a unique and shocking beauty. They also make people feel that she is an independent and firm-willed beauty.

Her pair of beautiful eyebrows were slender and charming, facing her temples, making her eyes shine brightly.

Such phoenix eyes and eyebrows are filled with indescribable beauty. Their temptation and special features are that Princess Zihuang's heart beats a little faster.

She pounced on happily and hugged the woman's waist that could be held. She rubbed her ears and made the woman's crystal clear cheeks look as bright as snow, giving birth to a faint red glow, which made her look even more attractive.

After the woman's soft consolation, Princess Zihuang held her hand and sat down together.

Her name is Qin Qing and actually the Saint of White Lotus, she has inadvertently looked at Li Zhichang and Ding Yucheng.

Ding Yucheng had an unconcealed obsession with her, but she did not completely become a pig brother, but was more of an admiration for seeing beautiful things.

Qin Qing rarely sees this attitude, so she doesn't pay much attention to it.

Compared to Ding Yucheng, Li Zhichang gives people an indescribable taste.

He was obviously ordinary and ordinary all over his body. Even though he looked handsome, he was not a shocking and handsome man.

She couldn't find any profound characteristics, but after careful observation, she found that the other side could not find any subtle scars, and her eyebrows were not messy, but she could not see any traces of modification.

Facing her, she sat calmly, without any artificial talented man, nor at all cramped.

When she looked at Li Zhichang, the other party's eyes did not hide, as if it was faintly like a deep pool, with no impurities or bottom.

Ding Yucheng sighed leisurely and said, "In the past, I have only heard of Miss Qinqing as beautiful as a painting. I didn't know until after seeing her that there was a painter who could describe the beauty of Miss Qinqing."

Qin Qing covered her mouth and smiled, looking at Liusu, and she said to herself: "I don't know who is better at Mr. Ding, I've seen it in my family or Miss Xiaoqing."

Although she did not deliberately pretend to be pretentious, her voice was sweet and made people feel itchy, but she did not look charming.

Ding Yucheng really finds it difficult to speak. Feng Xiaoqing's beauty lies in the temperament of his own character in the world of the world. This has transcended the beauty of appearance and a kind of spiritual impact.

Qin Qing makes people feel that although she is beautiful, she has not escaped from the world, but is truly shining and warm in the world, making people feel the beauty and forget another kind of beauty of ugliness.

Li Zhichang slowly spoke, "'Plums are three points whiter than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plums'. In the snow, the plum blossoms reflect the snow. I don't know whether it is the plum blossoms moving or the white snow moving."

What he said was equivalent to not saying it, but others could not say it better.

This cannot be understood intentionally or uttered, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

Qin Qing smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Ding is a Pu, and Mr. Li is a very good person. I will give you a song to help you have a happy mood."

She nodded to the old man/maprima and took out a guqin.

When Princess Zihuang, who was almost impatient with their conversation, was calm. Qin Qing's sound was too nice. Every time she heard it, it was the lingering sound that lingered in her heart.

It is hard to imagine how fascinating her piano sound is for anyone who has never heard Qin Qing play the piano.

The lightness and ease of the overtones, the calmness and thickness of the scattering sounds, the soothing, exciting or solemn sounds all appear under the Qin Qing and slender fingers. There is no trace between the twists and turns. The Qin Ji is sent into the heart, and a melancholy and unattainable mood arises naturally.

Notes, the exquisite fingering techniques of chanting, rubbing, and chanting are displayed one by one in Qinqing's hands, allowing people to truly experience the lingering aftertaste and the scent of the elephant, just like a stick of incense slowly dancing in the air, real and imaginary, lingering away, just like the ink and smoke clouds of calligraphy and painting by famous artists.

Ding Yucheng couldn't help but chant: "Picking the vine, the vine also stops. He said he was back and said he was back. The year was gone. The willows were swaying. Now I came to think about it. The rain and snow were drizzling."

What is even more amazing is that the Qin Qing heard the strings and songs and knew the elegant meaning, and the tunes were not awkward in the slightest change, in conjunction with the "Cai Wei" recited by Ding Yucheng.

Even with Li Zhichang's extensive knowledge, he could not find the origin of Qin Qing's tunes, which shows that the other party was probably written by himself temporarily, which shows that Qin Qing's Bingxue is smart and quick-witted.

The sound of the piano creates a cold winter scene of "drizzling rain and snowflakes", and alternates with "spring breeze blowing, willows swaying". The alternating time makes people involuntarily want to devote themselves to the nature of the world.

At this time, the door was shattered, and several maids brought by Haonu and Princess Zihuang collapsed to the ground. Uninvited guests suddenly came and broke the moving world of piano sounds. (To be continued.)
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