I am mad for the king: the stunning magic concubine fights the world

Chapter 178 Cultivation
There is no trace of the sadness hidden in the words.
Gong Qianbi lowered her head and smiled, saying that she had traveled here by herself, she knew nothing about the past of this body, and she really didn't know how to speak.
forget it!Even if the owner of this body and this national teacher have known each other in the past, but now the national teacher refuses to recognize him, so what?After all, she is just Gong Qianbi, not the past master.
"Since the national teacher is so interested in inviting me to enjoy the moon together, then Qianbi will play the piano for the national teacher today!" Gong Qianbi can play the piano. After that night, she was shocked a lot, but later she has figured it out, maybe Those talents are just the memory of this body, so it is not surprising that the original owner of this body may be a talented woman with many talents.
So tonight, Gong Qianbi didn't need to be asked by the national teacher, but he first proposed the idea of ​​playing the piano.But the national teacher smiled and shook his head, "Tonight, I asked you to listen to the piano. I didn't ask you to play it."
After saying that, she held the piano and stood up, "Follow me."
Gong Qianbi looked at Hong Chen's back suspiciously, and followed after thinking about it.
Gong Qianbi followed Hong Chen for a while, and Hong Chen took her to the empty backyard of the National Teacher, where there was a small bridge and flowing water, and the big lotus pond was full of lotus flowers, and the bright moon was reflected in the lotus pond. sparkling.
The national teacher sat on the ground on the emerald green lawn, and put the qin on his lap. The whiteness of his body was even more stunning under the moonlight. His slender five fingers touched the strings of the qin, and the notes came out melodiously.
"Cultivation/refinement lies in peace of mind, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and throwing yourself out of the mundane world. What you think, what you think, is invincible and omnipotent." Hongchen said softly while stroking the piano.
Hearing Hong Chen's words, Gong Qianbi was startled.
He mentioned cultivation/exercise. At this moment, did he mean to let her practice/practice here?
Hong Chen didn't speak any more, Gong Qianbi hesitated for a while, then sat cross-legged on the big rock by the lotus pond, with his hands folded in front of his chest, eyes closed and concentrated.
Hong Chen raised his eyes, looked at Gong Qianbi, and a soft smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.
Under the moon, her plain and serious face reminded him of a long, long time ago, but she used to play the piano for him under the moon, and he devoted himself to cultivation.Today, good fortune plays tricks on people, and the roles are reversed.And all of this is just that he wants everything to go back to the past...
Gong Qianbi was concentrating on cultivation, and the melodious and soft sound of the piano seemed to have a wonderful function in her ears, as if the musical notes would sneak into her body, guiding the body's profound energy in her body. There is a smooth flow of reincarnation in the body, and the whole body feels extremely smooth.
The moonlight is shining on the city, and the aura of heaven and earth seems to be well absorbed. This kind of wonderful feeling that Gong Qianbi has never encountered in his previous practice.
The night is long, she is practicing, and he has been playing the piano for her, one song after another...
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One night, Feng Xuan practiced until dawn, when he opened his eyes, the sky was already pale, and the morning breeze was blowing on his face, very cool.The air in the morning was also exceptionally fresh, but for Yu Feng Xuan, it was not so good.
Didn't Jing Ling and Jian Xie bring back Gong Qianbi in one night?
When Feng Xuan returned to the residence, Shu Tongzi also came back from the outside with a stretched waist. Seeing Feng Xuan, he was slightly surprised: "My lord, have you also practiced all night?"

(End of this chapter)