Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 36
Xiao Zijun sipped his tea with a cold face, and said in a cold tone, "No need. She just wants to come out."

Wanqing originally thought that the prince was not happy with the princess, but last time the prince asked Mr. Hua to diagnose the princess. Listening to the prince's tone today, she couldn't tell what the prince was thinking, but she became more cautious in her words.

"Don't blame the princess, it's all because of Wanqing's teaching, please punish me."

Xiao Zijun's face was sullen, he said nothing, just stared at the lyre.

Over the past few years, no one can hear Qin Tao's artistic conception.

Wanqing looked into the eyes of the prince, but said too much, "Learning Qin for the first time, it will inevitably be boring. The princess is simple and straightforward, so she doesn't like too many restraints. Just like her understanding of "Qin Tao", It's just a matter of imagination, thinking that the person who played the qin composed this song by the river."

According to Wanqing's understanding, this song was composed by the prince when he was young and confined to the palace.

When she said that, she naturally believed that the princess' understanding was too naive.

Xiao Zijun was drinking tea, but upon hearing such words, the movement of drinking tea stopped for a moment.

"She really thinks so?"

The tone was a bit questionable, Wanqing didn't dare to hide it.

"To tell you the truth, the princess heard the sound of the lyre at night twice, and she liked it very much, so she found a servant to learn the piano. Unexpectedly, the princess was impatient, and gave up within two days."

Xiao Zijun remained silent.After a while, he said, "Go down."

Here, Wanqing saluted respectfully and returned the money.

After a while, King Jin straightened up and walked slowly towards the lyre.

how come?For so many years, no one can understand this qin tao, she can't play the qin, but she can comprehend almost the same.

He stretched out his hand to stroke the strings, and plucked the sound again.

Deaf at a young age, everyone thought he would not like to play the piano, but no one knew that he was not deaf.It's just that the sound he heard is difficult for normal people to hear.

For example, this piano sound.

He can hear the breeze caressing the strings, the beauty of spring flowers falling on the strings, and the moving oriole stepping on the strings.

At the age of 13, his hearing recovered. At the age of 16, he composed "Qin Tao", but it was only because of a dream.For so many years, the dream has become more and more unclear, but the song "Qin Tao" has become more and more beautiful.

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The autumn garden is frost-stained, the leaves are full of steps, and the listening garden is becoming more and more deserted.Ning Qingqing has nothing to do, and often wanders around, teasing the bored.

On the sloping stone path, she bent down to pick up the beautiful maple leaves on the ground, held them for admiration for a while, and handed them to Qingchuan.

Qingchuan was a little worried, the young lady had collected quite a lot of leaves recently, they were oddly shaped and contained several books.She couldn't take it anymore, so she excused that the stone stool was cold, and went to get a cushion for the princess in case she needed it.

Strolling gently under the pomegranate tree, when she looked up, she found that there was a pomegranate on the tree that had been missed by others. She saw that no one was there, so she had to use her expertise to climb the tree.

She lifted her skirt, stepped on stones, climbed up branches, and finally picked a pomegranate.So I reached out and opened the skin to taste the pomegranate.

"Pooh!"

She spat suddenly, it was so sour!He threw the pomegranate far away.

Ning Weiwei didn't know that this scene was just clearly seen by a person in the reflection building not far away.

Xiao Zijun had been standing on the roof with his hands behind his back, he had already seen the little princess in a purple dress on the garden road.

I jumped down from the tree lightly and almost sprained my ankle. I looked back and saw no one was here, and I was counting the stone piers in the garden. It was very boring.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the piano, she couldn't help but prick her ears.

The sound is like water, and it is quiet and refreshing. It is different from the sad sound of the piano that day, and it can calm people's hearts.

She followed the sound and walked in the direction of the Reflection Building.

She had heard of this place several times before, but was unable to enter the building.On weekdays, she always felt that since Miss Wanqing played for the prince, she couldn't do it herself, and it was not good to disturb others' interest.What's more, since she gave away the cursing painting, she still doesn't dare to see that wooden face.

Is Miss Wanqing playing the piano?
She thought that the prince must not be in the mansion during the day, so why not take this opportunity to ask Wanqing for piano lessons, so she went straight to the reflection studio without thinking much.

She climbed up to the second floor slowly, stopped her feet involuntarily, looked left and right, the environment was really quiet, looking in this direction, the downstairs was facing a blue lake and garden.

The lake reflects the shadows of buildings, no wonder it is called Reflection Building.

He raised his head slightly and found that the sound of the piano was coming from the third floor.She climbed up step by step, and when she turned around, she saw the man playing the piano.

It turned out to be the prince!

The eyes of the two met, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

King Jin withdrew his hand, looked at her in front of him, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say a word.

Wei Wei looked a little unnatural.

This wooden face definitely didn't like his sudden visit, so he had to explain himself.

"I... I didn't come on purpose. I thought Miss Wanqing... disturbed the prince's elegance."

He glanced at her, and said sarcastically, "My concubine wants to see me, so why make excuses?"

He frowned slightly and couldn't help it, he really felt good about himself, who cares about you!
It's just that this wooden face made an inch of it.

"When I saw this king, did I just stand there and forget to salute?"

Strange yin and yang!She gave him an annoyed sideways glance, and blessed Fu's body reluctantly, as a salute to the prince.

"It's too sloppy." He said lightly, nitpicking, "It seems that the princess is used to idleness these days. Why don't I ask the master of the palace to teach me tomorrow."

Here we go again!This etiquette can't be eaten as a meal. If you look up and look down, you're putting on airs. Are you tired? !

However, based on past experience, getting along with such an impersonal coffin face should not be too tough.Therefore, although Ning Qingqing gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart, she could only pretend to smile and agree.

"My lord, this...isn't that good?" She put on a shy face, a little fawning, and patiently signed with sign language, "What do you think, the dignified Princess Jin, how can I ask the mother in the palace to give me advice? It's not a shame to spread the word. your face?"

King Jin on the couch rubbed Junyi's side with his hand, and curled his lips, "This king has always been dignified, so this one is naturally thick-skinned."

Ruined.The prince is beating his last painting?

It's just that this wooden face, doesn't he value etiquette, justice, integrity and shame the most?How can you say that you have a thick skin!

On weekdays, although the cold-faced king is scary, he is conservative and good-faced, so he has weaknesses.Before, he admitted that he was impersonal, but it was worthy of the name.But if he wants to play a rogue, what should he do?
Ever since, I was thinking of an idea.This way -

She pointed to the piano and gestured: "That... just now, did the prince play the song?"

Leng Wang remained calm, frowned slightly and looked at her, as if he wanted to see what the princess would do.

Sure enough, his princess clapped her hands and gestured in sign language, greatly admiring her.

"The playing is really moving. The concubine was fascinated by what she heard, so she came here by mistake. It was an act of inadvertence. I also ask the prince...forgive the concubine for not being polite."

(End of this chapter)