There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 115 Lost Soul, Lost Heart
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Zhou Yuxiang was dumbfounded, her eyes widened in disbelief.She... Isn't her piano skills average, not up and down?How can you play such a beautiful tune?

Rong Qing's heartbeat quickened a few times, she didn't need to listen anymore, she already knew that she had lost, lost.If it was the piece she played first, perhaps, she might still be able to compete with her, but her piano sound is so beautiful that it has already overwhelmed her.Her aura has already been lost, and if she loses her aura, she loses her artistic conception. If she loses her artistic conception, how can she play it?I'm afraid that among all the beautiful girls, only Qiao Shuqi may be able to play another song under her piano.

Aunt Yu's eyelids twitched.

What a Suqin, she hides so deeply that even she has never noticed that her piano skills are so high.If it wasn't about the role of leading the piano today, is she planning to keep pretending like this forever?Looking at her frail face, with a deepness in her eyes that is hard for others to detect, Aunt Yu seemed to see another Queen Mother Zhou.Back then, the Empress Dowager Zhou climbed up from the lowest maiden to the most honorable queen in the world with such a weak posture and humble status.

The teacups in Caihe and Qing'er's hands trembled, almost slipping off.In addition to being amazed by the beauty of her music, I have a firmer idea in my heart.This woman must be strangled in the cradle, and she must not be allowed to grow up, otherwise, she will become a threat in the future.

Qiao Shuqi's juicy eyes suddenly sparked a long-lost light.Ever since she left Ye Hong, she had never heard such a beautiful song again. She never thought that she could still hear such a beautiful song here.

But why is her song so sad?How come the musical symbols for playing the piano are so similar to Brother Ye?They did it in the same technique... Is it an accident, or is the master who taught her the piano music the same person as Brother Ye?

Qiao Shuqi was surprised and delighted, hesitant and at a loss, and couldn't help but hold the silk tightly.

How could Gong Yuxiu understand the music, she could only tell that Yang Churuo's music was very nice.Seeing everyone's astonishment, she couldn't help but raise her head proudly, as if she, Gong Yuxiu, was the one enjoying the glory.

The sound of the piano is faint, like a beautiful landscape painting, which carries one story after another.The melancholy sound of the piano seems to be telling one sad story after another, each story is touching and tearful.

"Xiaozhu Su's piano sound is really nice." Shui Ling couldn't help praising, and at the end, as the piano sound gradually became sad and sad, it seemed like a newlywed couple who were forced to separate, or like a loving mother and son, Being torn apart and persecuted forcibly, Shui Ling couldn't help being brought into the story, feeling happy and sad according to the sound of the piano, and sighed in a low voice, "It's just that the sound of the piano is so desolate."

Chu Yuchen's handsome face, like a landscape painting, was as unpredictable as ever, with no expression on his face, but his hands behind his back were tightly clenched together at some point.

Only he himself knew that his heart was bleeding.Only he himself knew how much impulse he endured, so he didn't take out the jade flute to play with her.

No wonder... No wonder she was attracted by the sound of his flute and couldn't help telling him that she shed tears listening to the sound of the flute.

In the sound of her piano, there is no less love and hatred than his.He and she are clearly the same kind of person, a kind of sick and sympathetic person.

She looked over and saw that she was only sixteen or seventeen years old. What had she experienced? Why was there only sadness or despair in her piano sound, and why was hatred or anger in her piano sound?Why is there stubbornness in her piano sound besides forbearance?

Why can he feel that there are scars in her heart that others can't imagine?
Chu Yuchen couldn't help taking a step forward, staring straight at Yang Churuo's water-sheared pupils with deep eyes. What is it like under the corners of those masked eyes?She was so sad right now?Why can she be so indifferent?Even the sound of the piano has a fake indifference?

Look down.Chu Yuchen reluctantly looked at the ten-fingered hands who were still playing and singing.There was a thick gauze wrapped around it, which had already been soaked in blood.It can be seen that her hands are probably already split.

The ten fingers were connected, but she didn't feel the slightest.

I'm afraid, it's not that she doesn't feel it, but that there are too many worries and too many scars hidden in her heart. Compared with the scars in her heart, the pain in her hands is insignificant.

If possible, he would like to stop her from continuing to play the piano, but he knows that this seemingly weak woman is very proud, her self-esteem cannot be trampled on, and what she decides will be done to the end.If you stop it, I'm afraid...

Chu Yuchen has never wanted to protect someone so much for a moment.

Perhaps, from this moment, from this moment on, this seemingly weak but stubborn woman walked into his heart unknowingly.

Maybe, even he himself didn't know that he was here, or when he saw her for the first time under the sycamore tree, he lost his mind and lost his mind.

(End of this chapter)