A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"Fourth sister, you are talented in poetry. Talent competitions are no problem for you at all. You can teach my sister. You know, there are so many talented women in the capital. My sister doesn't want to be the first, but she must have some characteristics. Otherwise, no one will remember my sister." Pei Jinhui said again.

This is the truth. If you want to be remembered in a competition where many beauties gather, you must have unique characteristics to win a good ranking.

What Pei Jinhui knows is nothing but piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Most of the ladies in the capital know these things, but it's just a matter of whether they are skilled or not.

"Sister, how is your piano playing?" An Xiaoqing frowned and asked.

"It's okay, but none of the prostitutes in the capital can play the piano." Pei Jinhui said with some frustration.

"What if you play a piece that no one has heard?" An Xiaoqing asked.

"Is there any piece of music that no one else has heard? In the high court, some talented musicians are invited to teach musical instruments at home. The good pieces have been played all over the place. There are some ancient pieces that have been lost. You I haven't learned my sister, how do you play it?" Pei Jinhui's eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Don't forget the old song, the better it sounds, big sister, since you've come to ask me, then trust me, I'll teach you a good song, even if no one else has heard it before." An Xiaoqing also became interested, you know Well, when she was in college in her previous life, she had participated in many school clubs, and she could be considered an active member.

I've been locked up in this big mansion for a long time, and it's too boring to fight all day long. An Xiaoqing has already been locked up to the point of getting moldy. It's a good thing to have such a thing to play with.

Pei Jinhui's eyes lit up and said: "I know you are right to find the fourth sister, tell my sister quickly, what is the song?"

An Xiaoqing took Pei Jinhui to her boudoir, and said as she walked, "Don't worry, I'm sure you've never heard of it before." Chen Zihan is two worlds above her, she is a freshman, he is a junior, as the chairman of the student union, he is also an outstanding talent, always surrounded by many admirers, while An Xiaoqing is sad, but at the same time helpless, at a school party, she The song "Butterfly Love Flower" shocked everyone and attracted countless suitors. Chen Zihan felt the crisis deeply, so she concentrated on trying to find a way to pinch off the peach blossoms around her and win the beauty back.

Thinking of the past, An Xiaoqing felt another pain in her heart. She plucked lightly with her plain fingers, the strings vibrated, and the notes under her fingers flowed like a gurgling spring.

At the beginning, it is like a young girl in Huaichun, soft-spoken, shy and lovely, and then, when the lover first met, she is like a sunny son-in-law, full of flowers and flowers.

Pei Jinhui's eyes lit up at first, revealing a look of amazement, and then she became fascinated and immersed in the picturesque melody of the piano.

Originally outside her boudoir, many servants shuttled back and forth, busy, when the piano was playing halfway through, the servants on errands couldn't help but stop their work and listen quietly, even the third class sweeping outside the main courtyard The maid and the rough envoy also unconsciously put the sweeper in their hands, for fear that the sound of their own sweeping would disturb the fairy music.

On a certain camphor tree in Pei's courtyard, Chu Yunxi stood quietly on the branch, her slender and straight figure was like a jade tree facing the wind, elegant and leisurely, with tranquility in her laziness. Let his plump lips evoked a warm smile, little fool, do you think I'm still not devoted enough to you?How dare you seduce me with such a beautiful piano sound!