Cold Prince, Love Tenderly

Xia Yushan goes to the piano, gives a little gift and sits down to play the piano.

When a pair of hands touch the strings, each note will float into the air and reach the audience's ears.

A piece of "spring dawn chant" plays a prosperous scene in the morning of spring. The melody is quiet, lyrical, gentle and pleasant.

After a song, the applause continued.

Xia Yushan smiles gently, stands up and gives a salute to the crowd, then goes down. The whole person is like a lady of a big family, dignified and polite, without the usual unruly and willful temper.

"Brother Yiqing, you are good at melody. How do you like playing this tune?" Chu Mohan turns to ask Xuanyuan Yiqing sitting on the side.

"The music itself is not bad, but the whole song is full of spring, and there is no feeling in it. The most important thing for a zither player is to borrow music to express her feelings. I'm afraid she chose the wrong one." Xuanyuan Yiqing seems to be a pity.

"Sister, I'll leave for a while."

Xia Yuyan looked at Xia Yuchan and nodded, "go, remember not to run around."

"I see."

Xia Yuyan looks at her sister's unruly posture, but she smiles. Suddenly, she feels that a gaze stops on her body. Subconsciously, she sees that Xuanyuan Yichen is turning her head and seems to be talking to Xuanyuan Yiqing.

"Is that him?" Xia Yuyan thought to herself that she felt a kind of warmth in her heart. But when she thought of the gap between them, which she had been unable to cross for many years, her heart was a little chilly.

"It seems miss will win this time."

Yang Liru wipes her zither. When she hears the maid's words, her mouth rises slightly. "Of course, I've been practicing zither for so many years. Last year, I lost to Xia Yuyan only by a slip. Her sister can't beat me this year."

"Of course, how can Xia Yushan compare with you. I don't know what reward the Empress Dowager will give to this year's winner? "

"My mother went to the palace yesterday and found out that the Empress Dowager said that the winner would get a promise from her."

"Really? The young lady will win even more. "

"That's natural. As long as I win this time, I will ask the Empress Dowager to marry me and King Chen." At the thought of Xuanyuan Yichen, Yang Liru's face shows her little daughter's coyness.

"Miss, are you really going to marry Chen Wang? The prime minister wants you to marry the prince. "

At the mention of the prince, Yang Liru's face immediately cooled down, "my father will never let me marry the prince." She still remembers that the Empress Dowager looked at Xia Yuyan, her eyes mixed with some exploring meaning: this girl, really can't be controlled at will.

"It's just playing a tune. What's the problem. Come on, go and get Miss Xia a piano. " The Empress Dowager said.

After a while, a piano was put up.

Xia Yuchan gives a little gift to the empress dowager, "thank you, Empress Dowager." Then he sat down and began to play.

Long and thin fingers pluck strings, a song "running water" will be reflected in people's ears.

The beginning of the melody is like being on the top of a mountain, surrounded by clouds and mists. Then it turns to clear overtone, rhythm gradually bright, murmuring clank, the cold current in the secluded; Qingqingleng, the stream of pine roots. Listening attentively to the melody like flowing clouds and flowing water is like the sound of a spring in a mountain stream. Then the melody began to rise and fall, and the wind surged The view of extreme boiling and surging is like the roar of a dragon. Listening attentively is like crossing the wuxia gorge in a dangerous boat. My eyes are dazzled and my mind is moving. I have a few doubts that I am already on the way to the mountains After that, the sound power was greatly reduced, just as the light boat had passed, the power would wander, sometimes the afterwave would excite the stone, sometimes it would spin and swim slightly. At the end of the song, the sound of running water rises again and ends slowly. The whole piece is finished in one go. It sounds like the washing of running water. It makes people immersed in the thought of "ocean, sincere and ancient".

After a song, Xia Yuchan returns to her own position, but the people present are still intoxicated with it, not noticing the end of the song.

I don't know who said "good" in the crowd, but the crowd came back, clapping and praising.

"That's good." Xia Yuyan praises without stint. Although she doesn't know why Yuchan suddenly decides to play the piano, she will try her best to help her as long as she wants to.

After listening to Xia YuYan's praise, Xia Yuchan's heart is also sweet. In her heart, no matter how many people praise her, she can't compare with her sister alone.