Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 149 There will be a period later
"In the past, every time I played the piano, my elder brother would be there to persuade me not to be overwhelmed." Of course, even the royal father would stand aside and look at her impatiently, rubbing his forehead and sighing.

Yin Zixi also smiled, glanced at the bright moon in the sky, then at Feng Qingchi, and said slowly, "It's really hard to think about it, isn't it?"

The two looked at each other and smiled together.

"In life, people always have to do whatever they want. When involuntary, in the melody, I am always myself." Feng Qingchi bent his knees, put one hand on his knees, and supported the other hand The chin is looking into the distance, and the eyes are a little far away.

Yin Zixi glanced at Feng Qingchi meaningfully, and his hands casually plucked the strings, the sound was not as unpleasant as before, it was just choppy and incoherent.

"Do as you please?" With a part of her thin lips, she could barely spit out five words, her eyes darkened a bit.

Silence is but a moment.

Feng Qingchi met Yin Zixi's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Isn't it you?" After saying this, his eyes instantly became unpredictable, and of course, there was a hint of playfulness.

"Hehe..." Yin Zixi smiled in a low voice, "It seems that we are the same kind of people."

"Perhaps!" Feng Qingchi gave an ambiguous answer.

"So, the next song is for you." Yin Zixi said.

Feng Qingzhi twitched her brows, "No need!" The ears have suffered enough tonight, there is no need to bother!
From Feng Qingchi's expression, she could see her thoughts, Yin Zixi explained with a smile, "Don't worry, it's absolutely different from just now."

Feng Qing still looked suspicious.

I took the jade flute and put it on my lips, the soothing and quiet melody has slowly overflowed, lingering in the mountain stream.

The tune doesn't change much, and you can even count the exact number of scales, but when connected together, there is an indescribable sense of transparency, like clear spring water slowly flowing through a mountain stream or a stream. Wandering slowly.

Feng Qingchi was slightly taken aback when the first tone came out.

"Chuquan?" After Yin Zixi put down his flute, Feng Qing tossed out two words in a neutral manner.Of course, the tone is already affirmative!
Yin Zixi was a little surprised, "Do you know this song?" There are not many people in the world who know Chuquan, so when they looked at Feng Qingchi, they looked a little more carefully.

The young man doesn't look very old, at most seventeen or eighteen years old, and his appearance is not too much compared to Yan Luo's. His brows and eyes look very peaceful, but there is an indescribable indifference and indifference , but it made him a little curious about what the other party had experienced!
His white hands gently rubbed the lines on the guqin in front of him, and he said lightly, "I saw it in an isolated book, Guiyin Suxuexing has always been eccentric and unpredictable, but he is good at rhythm." Very high, Chuquan is the song she composed when she was 12 years old." Then she shook her head, "It's just a pity, her songs are basically destroyed, and there are only a few left."

"You appreciate Su Xuexing?" Yin Zixi asked.

Feng Qingzhi nodded without concealing, "Yes, although the world says that she is promiscuous, and the songs are full of obscene lyrics and melodies, but I think Su Xuexing's lyrics are better than those arty Yuqu Han lyrics. On the contrary, the style is more simple and unique, with profound artistic conception.” Of course, it is undeniable that those slightly explicit lyrics are also profound artistic conception.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchi rubbed his smooth jaw regretfully, "If I could have been born earlier or she was 80 years later, maybe I would become bosom friends with her!"

Yin Zixi's long and slender hands knocked on the boulder below him one after another, and looked at Feng Qingchi with a smile in his eyes as clear as flowing clouds, "It's rare that someone thinks the same as me!"

"You also like Su Xuexing?" Feng Qingchi was a little surprised.Su Xuexing's temperament is unruly and indulgent, and her reputation among the living population is even worse.

Yin Zixi nodded, "But I still like Chuquan the most."

"Chuquan is simple, and the rhythm of the words can even be called monotonous, but the meaning in it is profound, and there is always an indescribable faint tranquility, which makes people feel peaceful and comfortable after listening to it." After a pause, he slowly He added, "Of course, this is the only song I can listen to."

"Pfft!" Yin Zixi couldn't help laughing, looking at Feng Qingchi's eyes with a radiant smile, he said with a warm smile, "Coincidentally, this is the only piece I play smoothly."

Feng Qingchi raised his head, the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly, as if they were close friends who had known each other for many years.

The moonlight was sinking slightly to the west, and the evening wind was gradually cooling down, and there was even a thin layer of blue mist in the mountains and forests.The two chatted very casually, and the more they chatted, they found that their interests and hobbies were surprisingly similar!

"Actually, I also think Shi Yuzhen is an antique!" When Feng Qingchi mentioned Shi Yuzhen, Yin Zixi also added with a smile.

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After chatting for a long time, we both saw the reunion and hate in each other's eyes!
It wasn't until there was a sliver of whiteness in the east that Feng Qingchi slowly got up, his clothes were stained with a little dew, and the morning wind with moisture was blowing, making it chilly.

At this time, the mighty Hua'er also came over, staring at Feng Qingchi with disdain in his haughty expression.

Feng Qingchi held his chin and looked at Hua'er with a half-smile, opened his lips, and said two words quickly, "Hua'er." There was a hint of clarity in his deep and charming voice.

Hua'er's eyes froze, she glared at Feng Qingchi again, then turned her head to look at Yin Zixi sadly, three of them were resentful wives and seven of them were abandoned wives, they were all masters, and they were given such a name!
Yin Zixi stretched her waist and stood up, "Dawn dawned unexpectedly!"

"I'm going back, there will be a period later!" Feng Qingchi said in a good mood.

After speaking, he turned and left.

Yin Zixi raised his eyebrows, obviously in a good mood, he tiptoed lightly, and landed lightly on Hua'er's body, "Hua'er, let's go back too!" Then He Feng Qingchi walked in the opposite direction. go.

(End of this chapter)