Marry a queen

Shen Su'er smiled and nodded, expressing that she really didn't understand.

That embarrassment in my heart.

As an ancient beauty, isn't it strange to say that she doesn't understand the piano?

Would it be even more strange if he said that he not only doesn't know how to play the piano, but also doesn't know how to paint and calligraphy, and he can't even write calligraphy?By the way, calligraphy is not good, if one day I want to write with a pen, I will be ruined immediately!It is said that the original owner was also good at painting, figure painting——there are countless portraits of the emperor alone.

According to Xiao Rong when she packed her things, she even packed a portrait and brought it to the palace. [

Murong Jing stared deeply at Shen Su'er for a while.

He believed her.

She really doesn't understand.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How about I play a song for you?"

"Really?" The emperor played me a tune?Shen Su'er blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes, a little suspicious that she had heard wrong.That cold-blooded emperor would personally play music for a person?

Rare, the sun came out from the west.

Murong Jing brushed her rosy lips lightly with his fingertips, and declared domineeringly: "You must not doubt anything I say."

Shen Su'er felt like she wanted to laugh but couldn't, why did she suddenly find him quite interesting?

"Your Majesty, I'm not doubting, I'm pleasantly surprised, happy! Do you understand? I naturally asked: Really? That's happy..." There is a little bit of happiness, not lying, but it is more strange and doubtful ,Accident.Naturally, I can't speak out what's in my heart later, it's just looking for patterns.

Murong Jing stood up and walked towards Yaoqin with an elegant back.

Wave your sleeves and flick your clothes.

The action is unrestrained and unrestrained.

Shen Su'er's eyes lit up.

People like beautiful things and can't help admiring them.

If Murong Jing wasn't an emperor, maybe she would really be tempted.

Green fingers gently pluck the strings.

The deep and soft sound of the Guqin came out.

Shen Su'er leaned half on the stone table, listening leisurely with a bit of coquettish laziness. [

Enjoy the qin played by the emperor himself, not necessarily a few times in life.

To be honest, I don't know the rhythm, and I don't know what to appreciate. I rely on my feeling in everything, but I can vaguely hear the elegant and cool sound of the piano, just like him.