Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Yun Sheng heard from Mrs. Bai that next month will be his 15th birthday, the year of his birthday.

Can't help laughing, 15 years old here is an adult.

Before I knew it, 15 years had passed.

According to Mrs. Bai's wishes, Yun Sheng chose several fancy brocades.

While Mrs. Bai touched the brocades, but she didn't know whether to sigh or to be happy. She looked at Yun Sheng and said, "My son is 15 years old, and he has reached the age to start a family."

start a family?

Yun Sheng didn't want to be singled out so early on by following the ancient custom of finding someone he didn't know and love.

So Yunsheng held Mrs. Bai's hand, and said softly, "Mother, my daughter doesn't want to marry yet, and wants to spend more time with her father and mother at home."

Mrs. Bai took Yun Sheng's hand back, looked at Yun Sheng with love in her eyes and said with a smile: "You are talking stupid, there is no daughter who doesn't want to marry. But don't worry, my son, your father and I will definitely do it for you." You choose a good family. If you can't do it, it's better to recruit a son-in-law. In short, I won't let my precious daughter suffer the slightest grievance. "

Yun Sheng sighed helplessly, but he didn't say anything more about it, thinking that the time would still be long, and a bridegroom official would not suddenly appear one day.

But thinking of the bridegroom officer, Yun Sheng suddenly remembered what Yun Shuang had asked him to do about An Ruzhi.

It just so happened that a few days ago Mrs. Bai was afraid that Yun Shengfang would be tired after returning to Chang'an, so she said that she would invite Mr. An back in a few days.

Now that the days are almost over, she said to Mrs. Bai: "Mother, let's send someone to invite Mr. An back today."

What Yun Sheng really wants to know most is why An Ruzhi's looks are so similar.

But Mrs. Bai heard Yun Sheng's request to invite Mr. Bai back, and only thought that Yun Sheng was eager to learn, so she immediately agreed happily: "It is a good thing that my son is eager to learn, so my mother will let someone tell Mr. Bai today, so that he will ask him tomorrow." Come."

Yun Sheng didn't give any further explanation, just smiled and nodded.

And the next morning.

An Ruzhi came as promised.

It is still as light as water, indifferent and without waves.

She was dressed in a sky-blue gown, with long hair and a jade crown, but she carried a piano on her back.

If it weren't for An Ruzhi and Sheng Ruoli's completely different looks on their faces, and He Sheng Ruoli's silver hair.

Yun Sheng really thought that An Ruzhi and Sheng Ruoli were the same person.

An Ruzhi approached and smiled lightly: "Miss Yunsheng."

Yun Sheng got up to greet him: "Mr. An hasn't seen you for a long time, but he is still as handsome as ever."

An Ruzhi is still An Ruzhi, and will not be annoyed by Yun Sheng's jokes.

An Ruzhi smiled indifferently, and took the piano off his back.

Yun Sheng met him and asked, "Mr. An is going to teach Yun Sheng the art of piano today."

An Ruzhi nodded lightly and said, "Exactly."

It is still the small pavilion in the middle of the lake in Yunsheng courtyard.

It's just that this time there is less wine and more piano.

An Ruzhi put the piano in place, and with a "boom" sound with her plain fingers, she picked up a string and dropped it.

It was like an ice drop falling into the water, with a bang, causing ripples, but then dissipated in the water and returned to calm.

"Zheng" sound.

The echo lingered in my ears.

Then the sound of the piano came one after another, and the ding-dong sounded like beads falling on the jade plate, and the echoes were melodious, one after another.The number of sounds increases gradually, like the splashing of a famous spring, and the succession is like a hundred flowers competing for splendor.

Another example is that when the spring breeze blows across the wild, spring bamboo shoots grow in the bamboo forest.Then even the high-pitched voice rose suddenly, like a stormy sea.

But when the person listening to the piano is revived by the sound of the piano, it is like a spring plaything in the sound of the piano, and the green bamboo forest is clear after the rain, and then it is high-pitched and exciting.

However, the sound of the piano is gradually ethereal like fluff in the wind, lingering and lingering.

If there is, if not, everything will be silent in the end.