Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

This night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.Feng Qianyu was very interested, and played a piece of music casually. The jingle sound of the piano flowed under the night sky, like dewdrops condensed on a moonlit night, accompanied by the fragrance of grass and trees into people's hearts.

Holding her chin in her hand, Long Fuyue listened intently to his playing, her thoughts gradually became a little erratic, a feeling similar to happiness was quietly brewing in her heart, and it seemed to be overflowing...

While intoxicated, I suddenly heard a faint melody coming from the depths of the garden. Feng Qianyu's piano sound paused, showing slight hesitation. After a while, the sound of the piano from the depths of the garden became stronger, playing the same music , and Feng Qianyu's zither sound, the melody began to intertwine.

Ding ding dong dong The sound of the piano slowly rose to the clear sky, lingered for a while, and diffused.Like a lover's whisper...

Long Fuyue had already stayed there, listening to the two zithers singing and blending in harmony, she suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, feeling like a sudden third party, running in the wrong time and space... [

She glanced at Feng Qianyu, and saw that his eyes were open and closed, as if he was completely immersed in the sound of the piano

After a song is over, the lingering sound is still curling up.

Feng Qianyu slowly opened her eyes: "Ya'er, is that you?"

A delicate voice came from the depths of the flowers: "Ya'er listened to the wangye's playing, and lost herself for a moment, which disturbed the wangye's elegance, Ya'er deserves to die."

Following the words, a woman came out from among the flowers with a Guqin in her arms.She was wearing a light yellow skirt, and the embroidery thread was bordered with gold and silver threads, which looked gorgeous and elegant.Her head full of black silk was pulled into a bun, and a jasper hairpin was inserted obliquely. The jade bead steps swayed with her footsteps, her face was beautiful, and her body was slender.

She bowed flutteringly to Feng Qianyu: "My lord, Ya'er has made an apology."

Feng Qianyu's long eyebrows raised slightly, with a smile that was not a smile: "It's just playing the piano, what's the crime? Come, come, sit down."

Ya'er's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be water flowing in her eyes: "Thank you, my lord."

Find a seat and sit down.

Feng Qianyu smiled and said: "It just so happens that the king is a little tired from playing, and it's about time you came."