Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 465 Feng Qiuhuang

The more Ban Xia talked, the more embarrassed Ling Xian'er felt.

She has been embroidering all day, and she still embroiders like that...

It would be better to say that she only embroidered for a quarter of an hour!
Ban Xia gave her a no problem look, Ling Xian'er raised her eyes and looked at Qin Youchen.

"Uncle Fourteen, mine originally embroidered a few pieces of bamboo, but after it was embroidered, it looked like a bamboo raft, so I lost it..."

As Ling Xian'er said, she took out the handkerchief that she had yanked from her sleeve for a long time, and handed it to Qin Youchen.

Qin Youchen reached out to take it, and there was no trace of disgust in his eyes.

"I like everything you gave me. Even if you give me a white handkerchief, I will keep it as a treasure."

After Qin Youchen took the handkerchief, he immediately noticed the red spots on Ling Xian'er's fingers.

Qin Youchen knew that it was a needle prick.

He took Ling Xian'er's hand distressedly, and asked with lame eyebrows: "Does it hurt?"

The first thing Ling Xian'er noticed was the foxtail ring on Qin Youchen's ring finger.

She put it on for him with her own hands, and he never took it off.

Ling Xian'er smiled, and met Qin Youchen's worried eyes: "It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt at all!"

And on the ring finger of her right hand, she also wears the same foxtail ring.

Cong Shao stood aside, covering his face, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence.

Looking at such a beautiful picture, there were only two words left in his head - it's over, it's over, it's over...

What did he just say?

correct.

He said Miss Ling's handkerchief was picked up;

He also said that it was embroidered by a three-year-old child;
Also, he also said that he would definitely not like that thing!

For a moment, Cong Shao felt that his future was dark, and he even saw that in that dark future, there was a professional smile on his black and white impermanent face, and he waved friendlyly at him...

Qin Youchen brought Ling Xian'er into the Prince Chen's mansion, and he didn't pay any attention to Cong Shao who was saddened by the side.

It's just that when passing by him, Qin Youchen glanced at him lightly.

That glance seemed to say: Cong Shao, go back and take your medicine.

After entering the Prince Chen's Mansion, although Ling Xian'er knew that Qin Youchen did not dislike the gift she had prepared, and even liked it a little, she still felt a little sorry.

After thinking about it, I asked Qin Youchen for a guqin, and found a spacious place.

Qin Youchen asked Shen Yang to fetch a guqin and a long sword.

During the time when Shen Yang went to pick up the piano, Ling Xian'er lowered her eyes and thought about what kind of tune she was going to play. She looked at Qin Youchen, and after two glances, an answer emerged in her heart.

When Shen Yang returned from fetching the piano, Ling Xian'er stroked the strings of the piano, and the tone was just right.

When she played the first note, Qin Youchen took out the long sword and threw the scabbard to Shen Yang.

"There are beauties, and you will never forget them when you see them. If you don't see them for a day, you will miss them like crazy. When phoenixes fly and soar, seeking phoenixes from all over the world, there are helpless beauties who are not on the east wall."

The piece played by Ling Xianer is called "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix". It is said that it is a Guqin piece from the Han Dynasty, and it interprets the love story between Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun.

"Substitute the piano for words, chat and write from the bottom of your heart, wish words to match virtue, and join hands with each other."

Ling Xian'er looked at Qin Youchen's sword dance, the sword was like a white snake spitting out letters, hissing and piercing the wind, and it was like a swimming dragon shuttle, walking around.

Different from his usual, but more attractive to her eyes.

As if in her heart, he was born to be like this.

"When will I see Xu Xi, comfort me when I am wandering, but not fly, let me perish, cause me to perish."


(End of this chapter)