The Evil King's Favorite: The Arrogant Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 35
It was night, but the building was as bright as day.

Under the lanterns, men and women with different expressions flirted with each other as if no one was there.

Suddenly, a high-pitched piano sound broke the previous soft sound, like a firework exploding in a quiet night, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

On the stage, the masked woman moved her ten fingers together, like a digital elf jumping on the strings. The passionate sound of the piano did not feel too noisy, but instead aroused a trace of inexplicable emotion.

The whole hall and private seats suddenly returned to silence, whether they were drinking or flirting, they all stopped their movements in an instant.

It was as if an invisible wind rushed away from the Yaoqin on the stage, scattered in all directions, and fixed them, making them forget where they were and what they were doing in an instant.

In a trance, it seemed as if I was in the mountains and saw a stream more than ten feet wide, and I squatted down in simple clothes to quench my thirst.

Suddenly, several officers and soldiers ran out of the jungle not far away, surrounded him, and finally dragged him away.

In the blink of an eye, he had put on his armor, and ran wildly with a shield and spear in his hand. On the opposite side, there were thousands of troops and horses, and beside him were thousands of fellow soldiers.

Fighting bloody with the sound of war drums, panic, fear, helplessness...

But in order to survive, he had to stab the spear at the opposite person.

His hands were soaked in blood, his whole body was numb, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he felt an arrow in his chest in a trance for a moment, in pain...

Someone was crying and shouting beside him, and he opened his eyes with difficulty to see that it was a comrade in arms who accompanied him in the past.

How much I want to struggle and continue to fight, whether it's for myself or for others, but I can't even raise my hand.

Despair hit his heart, he began to feel difficult to breathe, his consciousness gradually blurred, deep hatred and unwillingness filled his chest, he hated it so much!I hate it!

The sound of the zither had already stopped, Liu Yue raised her eyes to look at the people in the hall with dull eyes, raised her hand and patted the lotus flower waiting beside her, and asked her to hug the qin and leave with herself.

"It's such a battle. This girl can enter the country with the sound of the piano. It makes people feel empathy. She is really capable. Thank you!"

An indistinguishable voice interrupted the silence of Wanhualou, and everyone who was stunned suddenly came back to their senses, with different expressions.He raised his eyes to see the person playing on the stage, but found that there was no one there.

Mother Feng also woke up suddenly, and suddenly found that the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and hurriedly wiped them off with a handkerchief.

When people wake up, they still have lingering fears, or hold their hearts and sigh, or fall into deep thought.

A few prostitutes even lay on the objects in front of them or on the tables and chairs, weeping.

In this song, what the men saw was being captured and exiled into the army, and finally died in battle, buried in a foreign land.

What the women saw was that their mother-in-law died, was raped by the wicked when they were in exile, was arrested and used as military prostitutes, and was tortured to death.

Sadness, helplessness, and despair, everyone present felt as if they had experienced it themselves, and their hearts felt tight.

However, there are some people who are not included. They are cultivated and will not be easily guided by the sound of the zither, but they are also like watching someone else’s story. Although they are not emotionally affected, they can also feel the sound of the zither various emotions.

"Mother Feng, I want to see this piano player."

A gorgeously dressed young man stopped Mama Feng, the beautiful Danfeng eyes flashed with determination, Mama Feng was startled, and tightened the champagne in her hand.

"Mr. Lin, Wuyou has a special status, and I can't influence my mother, so don't embarrass me."

(End of this chapter)