Abandoned Princess' Magic Book

She took a deep breath and sat down quietly. She lowered her head and looked at the Guqin in her hand. Maybe it was the last time she played it.

Without any protection measures, playing the piano all night, these hands, perhaps, will be forever abandoned.

However, if it is not abandoned, there will be no one worthy of her playing in the world. Thinking of this, she put her hands on the piano, and just wanted to play, she heard Si Youjing's words again.

"Let's sing a song of four seasons."

Murong thousand light slightly a Leng.

The song of the four seasons is undoubtedly playing the feeling of the four seasons. Once the song comes down, it will take at least one hour. For now, it is two hours. If we talk about it without interruption, our fingers will be hurt.

What's more difficult is that this piece of music has no difficulty. Basically, people who have just learned to play the piano can play it. Therefore, it's very difficult to rely on a piece of music to make a success. Si Youjing wants, but she forces herself to admit that her piano skill is inferior to her.

However, even if she had a thorough understanding of her purpose, Murong Qianqing had no right to choose. She could only nod her head. She became familiar with the sound spectrum for a moment. Her hands moved slightly, and in an instant, a wisp of clear voice floated out.

With the sound of silk and bamboo, all the people on the stage stopped their movements and glanced at this place. In an instant, the surrounding area was quiet. I don't know who finally responded. He exclaimed, "it's Murong Qianqing, it's Murong Qianqing!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone below was shocked. Murong Qianqing was really famous in the three empires. Although she had not appeared in front of people, her name was known to all.

But she once again wryly smile, fingers, gently force, spring flowers in full bloom, birds singing, waterfalls scattered scene, is suddenly reflected in the people's minds, and caused bursts of exclamation!

Everyone is looking at her, at this time, she is undoubtedly the most beautiful, beautiful moving, beautiful people regret.

But all of a sudden, in the sound of the piano, all of a sudden, mixed into a sound of clank, as if she did not control the force, suddenly pressed on the string.

Murong Qianqing made a slight pause. The spring was coming to an end, and her right hand between her fingers was finally worn out. However, she had worn her fingers before. Why does this time, as long as the worn fingers touch the strings, they will be hot and painful?

The sudden attack of pain, so that she did not control the force, leaning to the string, this is suddenly understood.

Just when she changed her clothes, the palace girl took out her own piano, but on top of her string, she wiped hot pepper water. But Si Youjing deliberately said that sijijing praised the music of the four seasons, not to embarrass herself, but because it was so long that she needed to exert force, and it was almost inevitable to wear her fingers

Secretary quiet this is, today's iron heart to let their hands, to waste.

Well, this should be her last song.

Strong in the bone, so that she is only a moment of time, is to play again.

Ten fingers linked, the pain hit her, but she was gritting teeth to insist.

As time went by, she was completely immersed in the sound of the piano. Her fingers were fast and slow. With the sound of her piano, people experienced the vigorous vitality in spring, the heat in summer, the high air in autumn and The cold of winter is biting.

All the people below are addicted to her wonderful music. They forget themselves and where they are. They look up at her, and she becomes a God, leading everyone to appreciate the beauty of nature.

Even he, at last, couldn't help but look up at her.

He has never seen her so beautiful, she has always been cold and introverted, but playing the piano, she is her charm, her passion all released! Her beauty at this time is unprecedented, attracting his eyes, can not be moved!

After a song is over, not only the people, but also Helian Yehua, even Si Youjing, are immersed in it. Only after half a sound can they come back to their senses.

I don't know who took the lead in clapping. In an instant, the applause thundered out. She Murong Qianqing, once again, was able to suppress Qunfang and amaze the audience again!

Until later, when people mentioned Siji's praise of music, they would think of her. They would think of the peak of Qin art. No one would dare to play this song again. Only for this song, to commemorate the iron clad Princess of subjugation. However, these are the later words.

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